<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:16:55.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's almost 1 and Im still fat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4088813401193184841</id><published>2009-05-01T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:20:48.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Sfr27KaXL5I/AAAAAAAABBU/cBwBsnYf4lg/s1600-h/signature+blossom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 105px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330844605214044050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Sfr27KaXL5I/AAAAAAAABBU/cBwBsnYf4lg/s400/signature+blossom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Please see Time4Number2 blog from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup that's right! I'm once again preggers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4088813401193184841?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4088813401193184841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4088813401193184841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4088813401193184841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4088813401193184841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Sfr27KaXL5I/AAAAAAAABBU/cBwBsnYf4lg/s72-c/signature+blossom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8551133364982834464</id><published>2009-04-24T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:46:57.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SfHB8oZwrJI/AAAAAAAABBM/vfwd151FqxU/s1600-h/IMG_3909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SfHB8oZwrJI/AAAAAAAABBM/vfwd151FqxU/s400/IMG_3909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328253081537784978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin much happenen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet Front: Nothing much, I've stopped weighing in but I am trying to eat right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: He disappeared on Monday night and just reappeared yesterday around 1pm. He smelt like someone garage so I'm guessing the stupid kitty got trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan: has reached the terrible 3s. lol. I'm really trying to work on Potty Training. His speech is right where it should be now, but they're going to asses him again in Sept just before he starts pre school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8551133364982834464?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8551133364982834464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8551133364982834464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8551133364982834464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8551133364982834464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothin-much.html' title='Nothin Much'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SfHB8oZwrJI/AAAAAAAABBM/vfwd151FqxU/s72-c/IMG_3909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5436022082589453172</id><published>2009-03-30T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:01:56.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Apprentice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SdB8cE5R5qI/AAAAAAAABBE/LhjzCTxPWEY/s1600-h/tca2-jesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SdB8cE5R5qI/AAAAAAAABBE/LhjzCTxPWEY/s400/tca2-jesse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318887981716727458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SdB8V8RM2gI/AAAAAAAABA8/aCalaRX3Sh4/s1600-h/tca2-dennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SdB8V8RM2gI/AAAAAAAABA8/aCalaRX3Sh4/s400/tca2-dennis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318887876321925634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so sadly I've gotten into celebrity apprentice this season. I was channel surfing one night and Tom Green selling a cup cake for $5000 bucks caught my attention. Then I was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way tonight I watched Saturdays airing and found myself rather sad at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Included in this years cast is Dennis Rodmen ( left pic). Yup you know him, the NBA star with the funky coloured hair, the antics, you may have noticed in the papers a few years ago. I know very little about him till now, he was just that crazy B-ball player with the green hair. Sure I heard he was a great B-ball player too, I think? Hey this is Canada, he's not a hockey player. Sorry Dennis, I don't mean to offend you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he's on the show this year along with Jesse James (right pic). You may know him from shows like Monster Garage. Jesse was type cast in his shows as a wild, crazy and off the wall kind of guy. Lets just say you wouldn't want him to drive your mini van, or give him the chance to take it to his shop, it may come back to you as a giant coffee maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it has come out on the show that Dennis has a drinking problem. You could tell at the end of the show in the board room that this was very upsetting to Jesse who fought the same battle with alcohol at an yearly age. Jesse looked like he was going to cry. Everyone looked upset, it felt like a room full of Celebrities melded into that intervention show. Well without the crying, blubbering and reading of pre-written letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was moved by Jesse's reaction. Since the only time I saw him was driving the crazy contraptions made in his show, I was surprised at the human there. I know, I know, he is human, but I had never seen it till now. I think we forget that some times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention Dennis who is now past his prim as an athlete and has been forgotten, cast aside. I hope you can find and view the clip, it was so sad. He kept talking about what he has done, in the past. How good we was, not is. What he could do, not can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would just like to thank Trump for reminding us no mater what, we are all humans. No matter how much star power, or how much money. That even the celebs we read about past or present, have brains, have feelings, have capability's aside from the things as the regular public get to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse I hope your big heart and level head lead you to victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis best of luck on your battle your secrets out, but I'm sure you've got lots of people on your team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5436022082589453172?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5436022082589453172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5436022082589453172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5436022082589453172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5436022082589453172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/03/celebrity-apprentice.html' title='Celebrity Apprentice'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SdB8cE5R5qI/AAAAAAAABBE/LhjzCTxPWEY/s72-c/tca2-jesse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-17774112521481173</id><published>2009-03-22T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:18:37.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a rocket!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Scb7xvcwEkI/AAAAAAAABAk/4_B967FWTLs/s1600-h/k1470630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316213242126668354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Scb7xvcwEkI/AAAAAAAABAk/4_B967FWTLs/s400/k1470630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan's words have shot up like a rocket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is now saying yes not yah and along with that so many other new sounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's now got s,d,k,c,f,r,t and all in the last few days! It's crazy! He's repeating almost everything we say. When he wants the radio on he says "me dance". It's so great that he can tell us what he wants. There's still times when he says something and we don't quite understand, but about 75% of the time we actually understand. Now we just have to work on other ppl being able to understand him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still going to take him to the appointment on the 2nd of April just in case, but I'm pretty sure he's going to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can breath a sigh of relief now.  Few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my hard wood floors go in tomorrow! Yippee!  No more nasty carpet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who have walked through my dinning room and noticed the weird bump in the carpet here's the explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we pulled up the nasty carpet we found press board under it.  This was on top of the sub floor and was no good to put hard wood on, so we had to pull it up.  It was a lot of work but when we got to the weird bump spot we where sure glad we already had the choice made for us.  Earl pulled up the carpet and the smell was over powering.  The mysterious bump wasn't a stray piece of underlay as we thought, but a bulging nasty swollen spot of press board.  It was black!  It smelt disgusting!  It was soooo gross!  Knowing that we had been living with that disgusting stuff on the floor for 3 years was just to much!  The women who owned this house was a nurse for crying out load!  No wonder my dogs always wanted to pee in that room!  They always thought there was another dog some where in the house!  So there you have it folks, buyer beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now that it's gone the smell is gone too.  Despite the saw dust and grime associated with renos my house feels so much cleaner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sigh of relief.  Few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-17774112521481173?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/17774112521481173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=17774112521481173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/17774112521481173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/17774112521481173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-rocket.html' title='Like a rocket!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Scb7xvcwEkI/AAAAAAAABAk/4_B967FWTLs/s72-c/k1470630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6130445459844538110</id><published>2009-03-18T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:22:08.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WIW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ScEesSvNFRI/AAAAAAAABAc/swmCIUbd4VQ/s1600-h/k0583637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ScEesSvNFRI/AAAAAAAABAc/swmCIUbd4VQ/s400/k0583637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314562781566801170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I weighed in today thinking nothing much would happen. I was right. Not much happened, not much changed. I'm back down to 215.2. I guess aunt flo just went home and took the extra pound with her. Thanks for the visit aunt flo and good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be truthful I haven't been trying very hard. I've been watching a little, but there's been some doughnut eating etc. I've just felt so busy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between work and cleaning and reno's I feel rather rushed and up a little stressed. I think Earl and I are going to start trying for another baby soon. I've been walking into the baby sections and I'm feeling the longing. I'm scared but I think I'm ready to face the fear and take the leap. Keep your fingers crossed for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6130445459844538110?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6130445459844538110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6130445459844538110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6130445459844538110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6130445459844538110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/03/wiw.html' title='WIW'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ScEesSvNFRI/AAAAAAAABAc/swmCIUbd4VQ/s72-c/k0583637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-3621225200470150983</id><published>2009-03-12T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:36:39.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was having a good day till...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SblFSmWzBjI/AAAAAAAABAU/e62tySGZWCQ/s1600-h/k0379755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312353421296338482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SblFSmWzBjI/AAAAAAAABAU/e62tySGZWCQ/s400/k0379755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I got up this morning knowing that Andrea was coming for a visit. I thought hey this might be a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Andrea part was good she came over and left yearly enough to take Evan to the play park. So we got dress, got on boots, hat etc and headed out to the van. I noticed the door was not shut all the way which I thought was odd but I checked and there was no damage. As I put Evan into his seat I noticed the contents of the glove compartment was on the passengers seat. My heart started to quicken. I opened the front door to find a metal piece of something and looked at my ignition switch, it was torn apart! Wires exposed but I guess it could be worse. The key part itself is damaged but the column itself seems okay. I guess thief's now a days don't need to expose the whole thing? Or maybe our thief really had no idea how to steel it and just thought they would give it a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The change that was in the cup holders was all there, and there didn't seem to be anything else missing. But our van is a disaster! It does house a 2 year old and 2 timmies junkies after all. I'm going to be mortified when the cop comes to check it out. He's going to think we are the messiest ppl alive. I guess the wear clean underwear thing really is true! Thanks Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's my big news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight loss thing really didn't happen this week. I can tell that aunt flow is coming to visit because my appetite has been atrocious and salad really hasn't fit the bill. I gained a little. So I'm back up to 216 when I was at 215.2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today, or properly this week unless something happens with the van. I guess we'll see. What I do know is I'm out a vehicle until its fixed. It's probably a little hard to drive it when you can't start it with the key. This is going to suck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-3621225200470150983?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/3621225200470150983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=3621225200470150983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3621225200470150983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3621225200470150983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-having-good-day-till.html' title='I was having a good day till...'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SblFSmWzBjI/AAAAAAAABAU/e62tySGZWCQ/s72-c/k0379755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6417868022334864913</id><published>2009-03-04T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:41:55.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's group and WIW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Sa8L_U46e1I/AAAAAAAABAM/X1-5cekp_cM/s1600-h/ks121756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309475668260191058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Sa8L_U46e1I/AAAAAAAABAM/X1-5cekp_cM/s400/ks121756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I attended the first mom group event that I could get to. It was a simple play date at the organizers house. It was in Castle Downs so it was free and close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I had a great time! I'm so glade I happened upon the groups first meeting at the Servus place play park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so good, I was so proud and the other ladies where impressed with his behavior. Well he was good until we had to leave, they all laughed at my tough love. Yup he refused to put his jacket and boots on, so he walked to the van in his sock feet and a t-shirt. It was warm out so I didn't feel to guilty.  It's not the first time I've done it, Leanne had witnessed my tough love when we where leaving her house. Lol, he'll learn eventually. I'm eagerly awaiting the next function. The ladies where great, fun, friendly, and chatty.  The house we where at was a small half duplex it was crazy cramped, but neither the kids or mom's seemed to care.  I'd say there was a total of about 10 mom's there with children ranging from 5 months to the oldest at 4 years.  It's a great range of kids, and mom's at different stages.  I mentioned Evan going through the speech problems and that opened a flood of questions.  I'm glade I could hand out some info that could help these ladies. I'm hoping Earl will finish the projects we have on the go in the next few months so that I myself can host an event. I have so much space and I would love to have them over. But my unfinished bathroom and nasty carpets up stairs are stopping me from doing it right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night I went on a shopping spree.  Despite my thoughts about loosing weight I was getting sick in tired of having 1 pair of jeans (leanne's old fat jeans I'll add) and three v necks from Walmart as my entire wardrobe. I always felt like crap because I thought I looked like crap! I put my foot down with Earl and we headed to Kingsway.  I bought 2 pairs of Jeans -1 size 16 BOOOOO!  which fit now and one 14 since they where on for 1/2 price.  I bought a grey soft hoodie and about 4 nice shirts.  I felt so much better going out in public yesterday and today!  It felt good to feel good. Lol, did that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the weight loss front I stepped on the scale not expecting any loss. I was pleasantly surprised so see 215.2 a 2 pound loss! This despite a night out at BP's and some cookie eating. Not to mention it's roll up the rim time so there's a lot more coffee drinking. I know, I know, how much more could there be when you drink so much already? Trust me last night my teeth where flouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6417868022334864913?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6417868022334864913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6417868022334864913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6417868022334864913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6417868022334864913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/03/moms-group-and-wiw.html' title='Mom&apos;s group and WIW'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Sa8L_U46e1I/AAAAAAAABAM/X1-5cekp_cM/s72-c/ks121756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8265955575904323268</id><published>2009-02-25T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T05:42:27.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SaVIOYWpApI/AAAAAAAAA_0/zL0HOzOlK9s/s1600-h/BCP023-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306727147818779282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SaVIOYWpApI/AAAAAAAAA_0/zL0HOzOlK9s/s400/BCP023-32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm happy to report a loss of 1.2 pounds.  Not great results but a loss non the less.  I've been finding it really hard this week to stick to my plan.  Mostly because the winter blahs are setting in.  I can't wait for spring!  There's so many exciting stuff going on in this spring.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's more then just my usual flower planting excitement.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much more this year, that I can't wait:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My sister and her family are coming around June 9-10th.  We're going to have a huge BBQ so that everyone she's gotten back in touch with can come for a visit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Jordanna's baby is due in the beginning of May!  I can't wait to meet him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Evan is turning 3!  Man I can't believe it! 3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. There's a old jobie reunion in April.  I've been in touch with most of the old jobies that I would want to see, but all separately.  I'm looking forward to getting together with everyone as a group again.  This and my sister's visit should be giving my weight loss focus, I would love to be at least where I was (about 190) when these events take place.  I know, I know 25 pounds by Apr is wishful thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Call me a big dork but Westlemaina 25 is in April as well.  We're having a get together for all the WWE fans in our lives and everyone is chipping in to rent it.  I know that doesn't include you two, but I'm looking forward to it lots of hall of famers getting involved in the story line, something big is brewing for the special event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's it for me today.  Good luck on your weigh ins ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8265955575904323268?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8265955575904323268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8265955575904323268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8265955575904323268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8265955575904323268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/02/wiw_25.html' title='WIW'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SaVIOYWpApI/AAAAAAAAA_0/zL0HOzOlK9s/s72-c/BCP023-32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5715564815268193350</id><published>2009-02-18T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:28:18.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZwamB4staI/AAAAAAAAA_k/-FrpcCxlE3o/s1600-h/020708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304143701779199394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZwamB4staI/AAAAAAAAA_k/-FrpcCxlE3o/s400/020708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yup I knew it. I shack my fist at you weight loss Gods! Grrrrrr! Well back to square 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5715564815268193350?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5715564815268193350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5715564815268193350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5715564815268193350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5715564815268193350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/02/wiw_18.html' title='WIW'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZwamB4staI/AAAAAAAAA_k/-FrpcCxlE3o/s72-c/020708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6050857627487242147</id><published>2009-02-13T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:19:18.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZXVBApKLDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/byJJ403h3zM/s1600-h/0991013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302378349627845682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZXVBApKLDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/byJJ403h3zM/s400/0991013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay so like most drug addicts my coffee habit has accelerated. I am no longer satisfied with the Triple, Triples. I have moved to bigger things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now addicted to Star Bucks! I know, I know, slap my hand. $5 a coffee is crazy!!!!!! I can't do this! It must stop now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay just 1 a week?!?! Please?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6050857627487242147?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6050857627487242147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6050857627487242147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6050857627487242147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6050857627487242147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/02/coffee.html' title='Coffee'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZXVBApKLDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/byJJ403h3zM/s72-c/0991013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4661350367664843033</id><published>2009-02-11T10:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:49:23.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZMdJl77RSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/H4zh4FnEBbs/s1600-h/ICN_038C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301613236984694050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZMdJl77RSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/H4zh4FnEBbs/s400/ICN_038C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I got a 5 pound loss, putting me at a total weight of 213.4.  All of this loss has nothing to do with my effort and all to do with this tummy bug I have.  I've bearly eaten more then a couple of peices of toast in about 3 days, so I'm sure my body is going to rebel agaist this next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this weight loss isn't a heathy one so I'm counting on a gain next week so re fuel my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well talk to you ladies soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off from the land of sickie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4661350367664843033?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4661350367664843033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4661350367664843033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4661350367664843033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4661350367664843033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/02/wiw.html' title='WIW'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SZMdJl77RSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/H4zh4FnEBbs/s72-c/ICN_038C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8045265320940019523</id><published>2009-02-04T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:04:49.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh in Wednesday (WIW)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SYm2dbJLrsI/AAAAAAAAA_M/BozJ7x9LZS0/s1600-h/200472104-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298967053196832450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SYm2dbJLrsI/AAAAAAAAA_M/BozJ7x9LZS0/s400/200472104-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I thought I had done pretty good this week. I feel good, I thought something was different. I was looking forward to WIW wanted to see if I was doing some thing right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped on the scale this morning at 6am (Evan...Grrrr) My mind was foggy, my eyes where still blurry, I wanted a coffee bad! But I wanted my results to be the best they could be. Meaning I didn't want any coffee adding to my number. Tired or not it had to be done now. I didn't believe it at first. I stepped off, then on again, yup the number was right. I'd gone down to 218.4! That's 3.6 pounds. I know not a huge number, but much better then the numbers I've been getting prior to this. I guess I'm doing something right. I'm proud that I got a 3 pound loss with out the aid of diet plan or personal trainer. I feel pretty good about the numbers I see. I remember my first ticker being over whelming! The left to loss number was so high I thought the time would never come when I felt comfortable. I look at the 50 some odd pounds I want to loss with a "I can do this and this is doable" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I feel like I've been hit with a Mac Truck. I know I'm feeling a little sad these days simply because tomorrow is the anniversary of my Mom's funeral. Meaning the week prior was a blurr or crazy relatives and well sadness. I always feel a little irritable about this time. But it's never translated into physical crap. I hope it's just my hectic schedule catching up with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good week ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8045265320940019523?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8045265320940019523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8045265320940019523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8045265320940019523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8045265320940019523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/02/weigh-in-wednesday-wiw.html' title='Weigh in Wednesday (WIW)'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SYm2dbJLrsI/AAAAAAAAA_M/BozJ7x9LZS0/s72-c/200472104-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5306469029924955537</id><published>2009-02-01T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:53:07.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hootie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SYZfPxmgLzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/k3AC0rycNik/s1600-h/love+bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298026736265473842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SYZfPxmgLzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/k3AC0rycNik/s400/love+bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with a bird!  Who knew!  His name is Hootie!  He's a love bird, he's cute, I want one.  But Sam would eat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hootie was in a mood today so he road around on my shoulder for an hour.  He nibbled my ear, chirped and even snuggled!  I don't get that from my husband!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then a night out at BP's I've been on the right track with the weight loss this week.  Here's hoping it shows on the scale.  I guess I'll find out on Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross your fingers for me ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5306469029924955537?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5306469029924955537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5306469029924955537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5306469029924955537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5306469029924955537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/02/hootie.html' title='Hootie'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SYZfPxmgLzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/k3AC0rycNik/s72-c/love+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4585673056846067843</id><published>2009-01-26T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:23:51.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SX3t_5T1LLI/AAAAAAAAA-0/HmujR7xy394/s1600-h/u11480287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295650418829110450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SX3t_5T1LLI/AAAAAAAAA-0/HmujR7xy394/s320/u11480287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had my first full 8 hour shift at work on Sat. I'm not going to lie I was quite tired when it was over. I haven't been on my feet all day for over 6 months after all. It was super busy, the day went fast but I felt a little frazzled at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially over the worm picking up grossies. I had to pick up to many to count on Sat, so many that I can do it with out even thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one bad thing about working at a pet store is wanting all the pets there. I would have a golden retriever puppy right now if I thought I would have the time. I did however buy some fish. Small in comparison to a puppy so I thought it was a nice way to scratch the pet itch. We have room for 3 more fish in our tank downstairs so after that I'm going to have to turn to dog toys or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have my discount we decided to put the dogs and cats on some food from there. We used to buy the top of the line food from the store because it was easier. Now since I'm working it would be nothing to pick up better food. Not to mention with the discount it ends up costing the same. So far, Sam loves the new food and Gandolf isn't sure. Kess is gobbling it up, but Jackson is not to sure. We had to get the lamb food for him, he's got weird digestion so he's always been a little finicky. We'll see how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the diet front I'm calling this another trial week. I've had some cheats. We went to Leanne's for a party thing on Sat night, so there was cheating there. There was also cheating last night. We got chips to watch WWE pay per view, so there was some munching involved. Here's hopping it doesn't hurt me to bad. I'll take any kind of loss on Wed. I'll have to make up for it and be good for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all for me today. &lt;br /&gt;Have a good week ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4585673056846067843?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4585673056846067843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4585673056846067843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4585673056846067843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4585673056846067843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-stuff.html' title='Just stuff'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SX3t_5T1LLI/AAAAAAAAA-0/HmujR7xy394/s72-c/u11480287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5183411036276003780</id><published>2009-01-21T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:13:59.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXdGVkDYHzI/AAAAAAAAA-g/UtQq4RopLlE/s1600-h/BUG_0004653_20030709161256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293777223266344754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXdGVkDYHzI/AAAAAAAAA-g/UtQq4RopLlE/s200/BUG_0004653_20030709161256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well this picture is what I had to pick up and throw into a tinny little bag last night. Yup, with my fingers! Yuck! I didn't scream like a little girl but I did do the shack off the grossies dance. That was pretty much the high lite (gross high lite) of my night. Its a silk worm used to feed other larger things in the food chain. Since it is a silk worm it kind of stuck to the paper which I didn't expect the first time. It took me 3 tries before I finally got the balls (so to speck) not to just drop it. Some lady came in 20 minutes later and wanted 30! I looked at Derrek with a "don't you dare make me do it or I'll make your life hell" look. He went and did it. Few! I got out of that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was to hot for the horned worms in the back room so they had to be set out behind the tills near the door. They are gross too. Kind of a mint green, with spikes on their heads. Still creepy but from far away where you can't tell what they are at least they're a pretty colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss. I weighed in today and was not very happy, well disgusted would be more the word. 120! pretty much on the nose. That's it! This is crap! I'm back in the game. Grrrrrrrr! I'm so mad at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5183411036276003780?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5183411036276003780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5183411036276003780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5183411036276003780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5183411036276003780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/01/yuck.html' title='Yuck!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXdGVkDYHzI/AAAAAAAAA-g/UtQq4RopLlE/s72-c/BUG_0004653_20030709161256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-3068963030931025793</id><published>2009-01-20T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:45:04.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXXsiRzmpvI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0kzrM8VybXQ/s1600-h/yellow_iris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293397010683438834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXXsiRzmpvI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0kzrM8VybXQ/s200/yellow_iris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had my first night on the new job last night. I must say right off the bat so far I'm happy and I'm looking forward to tonight.&lt;br /&gt;- The people are great.&lt;br /&gt;- The uniform is tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;- The job itself is interesting and fun.&lt;br /&gt;- They keep you busy, if you have nothing to do they play a game. The manager gives you a product and you have to find it. It sounds gay but actually it really helped me get to know the store. You have to find the product and read the label, so your learning. There are ppl who have been there for 5 years that still do this.&lt;br /&gt;- There are always at least 5 ppl on shift so I'll never have to work all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good. It perfect for me at this time in my life. The discount to support my zoo at home is perk too. 15% is more then the 10% at most places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another girl started yesterday as well. She was dumb. I would have paged her at about 16-18 years of age. Did you know what Aviation meant at that age? I think I did. She got Aviation sun as a product to find and was looking everywhere! I told her to look in the bird section. Duh! I could tell that this was maybe a first job, she stood around a lot, looking stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out the girl who interviewed me has 2 more years and she's going to be a vet. I watched in interest as she helped a baby snake (a rainbow Python) remove it's skin, he was having problems. So that was rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there's always dogs, puppies and such around. There was a 9 month old Newfoundlander in the store, what a huge dog. His name is George. lol. George, what a great name for the dog. Anyway, George was in the obedience class and decided he didn't want to leave. The lady had to drag him out! It funny, but frustrating for her. But I couldn't help but chuckle a little.  George, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's going to be 2 beautiful Golden's for sale as soon as they get their vet checks. They are super cute of course. One is really playful and the other is really calm. OMG if only I didn't already have a zoo I'd snap up the calm one in a minute! She's so gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the weight loss front of things, I've been trying my best to take what I learned on weight watchers, and on NS in combination to loss some weight. I'm using the daily schedule for NS, with the point teachings for proportions from WW. Does that make sense? I hope so. So far I'm doing pretty good. I've been using up some of the NS I had left that hasn't expired. The dry cup stuff and such. I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv you ladies.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-3068963030931025793?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/3068963030931025793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=3068963030931025793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3068963030931025793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3068963030931025793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-i-had-my-first-night-on-new-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXXsiRzmpvI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0kzrM8VybXQ/s72-c/yellow_iris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7415445992489381429</id><published>2009-01-15T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:00:25.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another new job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXAjyRSbYMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/jBCV4pL6_DU/s1600-h/s1032242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291768908701458626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXAjyRSbYMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/jBCV4pL6_DU/s200/s1032242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here we go again. Yup I'm employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm already feeling much better about this job compared to the last one. I am now employed by Paradise Pets right here in good old St A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the interview was highly enjoyable. (&lt;em&gt;How many ppl can say that)&lt;/em&gt;. I felt respected for my experience and age from the moment I walked in there. This is something that has been sorely lacking in the job finding process. I'm starting at 10 an hour which for they're standards is high I guess. It is a small family owned pet store after all. They employ a lot of teens of course so I guess I was an angel dropped from heaven. (&lt;em&gt;They're words not mine.)&lt;/em&gt; They've had a really hard time finding mature older ppl to work evenings and weekends. They where thrilled which makes me thrilled. I'm actually looking forward to Monday! They want to groom me for management! The two younger girls conducting the interview called the owner and his wife in after 5 minutes of talking to me. I expected that I guess but it was still nice to hear. So they're going to start me in the fish room since apparently fish ppl are hard to come by. Since I have the two tanks that makes me an expert! Surprised? So was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that they're going to bounce me around a lot so I can learn everything there is to learn. I'm looking forward to learning more about the pets I've never owned. Not so much the creepy ones, but I've yet to see a big hairy spider there so I think I'm safe. Lizards and snakes I can take. They told me that screaming like a little girl is perfectly acceptable, lol, so I was glad for that. On the application they actually ask if your squeamish about touching live worms etc, I had to put a ? since I've never had to face that sort of situation. They assured me that it really wasn't that bad. I'll have to take they're word for it until I am faced with the problem. I'll keep you posted. At the very least this job should be more interesting then selling toasters, so here's hoping this one can last. They're working with my available hours and it's super close to home. I have relatively high hopes for this one. I've never walked in there and seen the staff looking unhappy with their job, so that's always a good sign. The uniform looks tolerable. Jeans and a golf shirt looks comfortable enough, and I don't have to tuck it in so I won't look like an egg with legs! Yahoo! Oh and it's not bright, bright, bright red. Did I mention that I hated the uniform at Crappy T! Red! Man made material (Rayon I think) it was like walking around in a thick, itchy sack. I couldn't move! Yuck! I'll take the blue, cotton golf shirt thanx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. At the very least for you ladies this new job might make for some interesting reading. I'll keep you updated on the pet facts I learn, I'm sure there's going to be some surprises and funny little things that will come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7415445992489381429?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7415445992489381429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7415445992489381429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7415445992489381429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7415445992489381429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-new-job.html' title='Another new job'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SXAjyRSbYMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/jBCV4pL6_DU/s72-c/s1032242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2258533141995194220</id><published>2009-01-06T11:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:01:22.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdoh recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SWOyiYOtx1I/AAAAAAAAA9A/rpq8H82iY3E/s1600-h/xmasmorn+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288266691152562002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SWOyiYOtx1I/AAAAAAAAA9A/rpq8H82iY3E/s200/xmasmorn+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I a cool mom or what! I always thought that the moms who made huge balls of playdoh at home where so cool! Now I'm cool too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long at all and I made 6 colours! Its so simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup flower I found I had to add some more to make it less sticky but that's me.&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup salt&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp cooking oil&lt;br /&gt;1 cup boiling water&lt;br /&gt;1 package of cool aid &lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt; food colouring. I think the cool aid would make it smell better. lol. But I used food colouring because I don't buy cool aid yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix flower, salt and oil. Add water and either method of colouring. Mix. Then get your hands dirty and kneed until a dohie, lol. I found this is where I added some more flower, it seemed a little sticky to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yield: I reproduced this recipe 6 times for each colour in the picture above. Balls are a little bigger then my fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: (this is with Evan "helping" me) for 6 colours 30 min!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storage: Air tight bags or containers. I've always seen that the home made playdoh had to be stored in the fridge, so that's where I put mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan had a blast, he was totally engaged. I got 3 new words out of him in the 45 minutes we played with it! He even made a worm, said "eye" when he put on the eyes! I was shocked! the speech therapist said play doe was a great activity, wow was she right!  Not to mention there is nothing I've found that has held his attention for 45 minutes.  In fact there haven't been many activities we've both done that's held both of our interest for 45 minutes.  Hey we have to enjoy it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway more playdoh pics including his worm creation on face book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2258533141995194220?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2258533141995194220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2258533141995194220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2258533141995194220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2258533141995194220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/01/playdoh-recipe.html' title='Playdoh recipe'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SWOyiYOtx1I/AAAAAAAAA9A/rpq8H82iY3E/s72-c/xmasmorn+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-3624950007947120675</id><published>2009-01-05T17:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:31:57.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents 1st words work shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SWK4P_IomMI/AAAAAAAAA84/Sv1WY-K2b0k/s1600-h/xmasmorn+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287991497271580866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SWK4P_IomMI/AAAAAAAAA84/Sv1WY-K2b0k/s200/xmasmorn+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Earl and I attended our class as the first step to getting Evan into a speech program.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I must say I wasn't overly excited about attending, but knew it was necessary to start the ball rolling. But I was actually truly impressed with the class and when I left I felt a huge ton of bricks lifted from my shoulders. The speech therapist that presented was knowledgeable, funny and interesting. I expected it to be dry and boring. But it turned out to be very informative and yes even a little fun. It cleared up some errors that Earl and I where making, including some calculation errors on the number of words in his vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We have been all most quizzing him. Saying things like. "What is this?, come on what is this Evan." Apparently that's a no no! Its adding pressure and compounding anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The calculation of his actual words includes any word he has said whether he uses it regularly or pronounces it properly. I was under the assumption that a word that's counted should be a vocab word he uses all the time. Such as mom, which I hear almost a billion times a day now. Or that the when he says bue instead of blue that it doesn't count. But it does. So that gave him a huge vocab of over 60 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I also learned to put things in perspective. Like for example I never thought of speaking as a movement that required strengthening muscles. Have you? So he doesn't say certain sounds because the muscles arn't strong enough! Duh! I never thought of that. I was thinking why! Why can't he just say it! But he has to try more then 100 times to strengthen that muscle to make that sound! OMG what a revelation. So I learned it's all about patience and repetition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Toddlers concentrate on one major task at a time. I noticed before Xmas that he wasn't talking but he was trying to figure out potty training. Now it's the opposite. Santa brought me almost 10 new words over the holidays, but we definitely went through more diapers. So the lesson is, they pick the battle and you have to notice the signs and just deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all with the new word calculation rules I have come to know that Evan isn't all that far behind. Not at all in fact. At the age of 2 he should have a vocab of 50-75 words, and one 2 word phrase. He says "up mom" once in a while. We also got a great hand out book with lots of tips! I'm planning on reading through it tonight to start implementing the info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not a horrible mom! My son isn't miles behind! Everything is okay! Yippee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-3624950007947120675?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/3624950007947120675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=3624950007947120675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3624950007947120675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3624950007947120675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/01/parents-1st-words-work-shop.html' title='Parents 1st words work shop'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SWK4P_IomMI/AAAAAAAAA84/Sv1WY-K2b0k/s72-c/xmasmorn+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8849271045943188483</id><published>2009-01-02T17:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:01:06.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SV7DBGj7izI/AAAAAAAAA8w/gelsw4ICbsY/s1600-h/xmastree+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286877436288142130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SV7DBGj7izI/AAAAAAAAA8w/gelsw4ICbsY/s320/xmastree+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's Jan 2 and as I look back on the holiday season I can't complain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xmas eve was fun just Earls family to contend with.  Earls mom seemed more relaxed then ever this year which is nice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorit day was Xmas day of course.  Watching Evan open his gifts in the morning was fun and I took to many pictures.  Evan even shared one of his small gifts with Sam!  It was super cute and funny of course.  He's still not sure whats going on with this whole santa thing.  He was a little distrote about the tree coming down today.  I'm looking forward to next year when I can really use the power of Santa!  Over the corse of the afternoon we just lounged around a bit.  Evan had a nap and so did I.  Of course my child alarm clock didn't wake me up in time.  So it was a sleepy Evan that greeted my Dad, Glenyce and her daughter Gorgie at the door.  I was half asleep to when I came down stairs.  The dinner went off with out a problem.  I loved meeting Gorgie she is so wonderful.  I could see myself being friends with her!  She fit right in and I heard from Glenyce that she had the best time at my house.  One of the best Christmases she's had in a long time.  That made me a little misty because I felt the same.  My dad actually played with Evan on the floor before dinner!  It was wonderful.  All around I went to sleep that night with a happy feeling looking forward to the same next year.  I'm really hoping that Gorgie will join us for more future holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the week was a little cleaning, a lot of relaxing and a ton of munching.  My fat jeans are now feeling tight.  So on Monday I'm planning on jumping on the wee fit and watching what I'm eating.  I'm going to try!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Years was fun and relaxing for the first time as a mom.  We went over to Leanne's and despite the drunken whoha which I expected the night was rather enjoyable.  There was a lot of kids there, so I didn't feel I had to watch Evan at every second or follow him around.  There was all boys ranging in age from the oldest at about 5 or 6 to only 3 months old.  There was 5 total all boys!!!!  I knew that no mater where he went there was always an eye on him, the other parents there felt the same way.  There's just a different comradery with a gathering of parents.  You can converse knowing that there's always some one looking out for all the kids.  I had a good time, I'm looking forward to next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's my recap,  I'm planning on posting some more xmas pics on face book so if your curious take a look.  Watch for Evan sharing his presant it's super cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luv ya gals!  I hope your season was as good as mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8849271045943188483?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8849271045943188483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8849271045943188483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8849271045943188483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8849271045943188483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SV7DBGj7izI/AAAAAAAAA8w/gelsw4ICbsY/s72-c/xmastree+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2107149890130222839</id><published>2008-12-08T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:02:28.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ST2Ylw_lASI/AAAAAAAAAsY/SRPSrOWc24U/s1600-h/bxp38879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277542112922239266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ST2Ylw_lASI/AAAAAAAAAsY/SRPSrOWc24U/s320/bxp38879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that job didn't last long.  I found out I have no stomch for retail unless I'm selling something I love.  So Canadian Tire is out.  Not that it was a bad job, just horrible for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other then that new peice of new for some of you I have new floors in my basement!  No more carpet!  Yippy!  It looks really great.  Lots of wood I do have to addmit, but it looks homey like a wooden cabin.  Which I think suits the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well just a quick post.  I'm X-Mas decorating today.  I'm stuck in the house do to -  1. weather.  yuck! (why haven't I moved to Cal with my sis yet?) - 2. Earl stoll the van today until he can get the winter tires on his truck.  He's been slippen and sliden.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it.  Luv Ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2107149890130222839?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2107149890130222839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2107149890130222839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2107149890130222839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2107149890130222839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-that-job-didnt-last-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ST2Ylw_lASI/AAAAAAAAAsY/SRPSrOWc24U/s72-c/bxp38879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7623339330135503895</id><published>2008-11-06T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:11:18.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a working girl once again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SROvjXu9ksI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/NZdU03kHS6o/s1600-h/homepg_header_en_v1_m56577569830963207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265745411527512770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SROvjXu9ksI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/NZdU03kHS6o/s320/homepg_header_en_v1_m56577569830963207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup that's right, I'm a workin Mom.  Same deal as the last job.  Evenings 6-close (when ever that is.  I didn't check. lol) plus every second weekend.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty happy at least it's not some other less respectable place like that store that starts with a big W.  Which I did apply at, hey at least the discount would have been used on a regular bases.  But they called today and all I had to say is I found another position, few!  I'll be working in Seasonal and house wears for the winter months, then of course come spring I'll be back where I'm most happy, with the flowers in the green house.  I stood in line for a short time at customer service at the big store in the west end.  Half an hour later I walked out with a job, well that was easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited to get back out there and earn some $.  With no money coming in on my end I always feel bad for spending it.  Not on the stuff we need like pull ups and food, but the things I want, a new purse, a pair of jeans etc.  I know I shouldn't feel guilty, Earl doesn't do or say anything to make me feel bad, its just the way I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My battle with the bulge has hit a really big mountain, I don't want to diet!  I'm not horking down a litre of ice cream or eating fast food all the time, but I'm also not trying very hard.  I think I chucked out at least 2 bags of salad that went bad this month.  Opps.  I'm just sick of veggies!  I'll get on the band wagon soon, I'm hoping working again will help to motivate me a little. I'll keep you posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7623339330135503895?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7623339330135503895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7623339330135503895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7623339330135503895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7623339330135503895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-working-girl-once-again.html' title='I&apos;m a working girl once again'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SROvjXu9ksI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/NZdU03kHS6o/s72-c/homepg_header_en_v1_m56577569830963207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8992516897829110349</id><published>2008-10-24T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:54:33.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to this blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SQKKZx-eaQI/AAAAAAAAAsI/GjMxBKy7Cdw/s1600-h/u11948779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260919490238900482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SQKKZx-eaQI/AAAAAAAAAsI/GjMxBKy7Cdw/s320/u11948779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well since number 2 is not on the way I figured I'd concentrate on my fight of the bulge once again. I was super lazy durning my 11 weeks of being preggers so I gained 10 pounds putting me back over 200. Here's hoping one underland will be easier to hit this time. There is a difference of over 60 pounds but who knows.  The smaller you the harder it is to lose it at times. I have a couple of things on my side this time, knowledge and a new wee fit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've set my goal at losing another 30 pounds before we try again for #2 this winter, probably around Jan. So do you think I can do it? I'm hoping so. Christmas is in there so I guess we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dispit the tears I'm trying really hard to have some goals. I'm going to keep busy, lose some more weight and really fit into those cut m-wear cloths in the regular sizes next year.  Oh and don't get me wrong I am going to take my time to morn.  I have already bought 1 liter of ice cream I plan on polishing of in the next few days.  Oh and I may need some comfort food, Squirly Jiggs may be on tomorrow nights menu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's it, that's all, Mini challenge anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8992516897829110349?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8992516897829110349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8992516897829110349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8992516897829110349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8992516897829110349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back-to-this-blog.html' title='I&apos;m back to this blog'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SQKKZx-eaQI/AAAAAAAAAsI/GjMxBKy7Cdw/s72-c/u11948779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2534742150455715983</id><published>2008-09-03T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:53:32.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time 4 number 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SL7OsfCSy3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Ba_pq19fv5k/s1600-h/garage+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241854279946521458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SL7OsfCSy3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Ba_pq19fv5k/s320/garage+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there ladies! I figured I'd start a preggers blog. Go and see! &lt;a href="http://time4number2.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://time4number2.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2534742150455715983?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2534742150455715983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2534742150455715983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2534742150455715983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2534742150455715983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-4-number-2.html' title='Time 4 number 2'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SL7OsfCSy3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Ba_pq19fv5k/s72-c/garage+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-9087399849314342610</id><published>2008-08-28T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:36:15.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have 4 walls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SLdtdA4WdsI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-WevfBTiuEU/s1600-h/iac_047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239777036688848578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SLdtdA4WdsI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-WevfBTiuEU/s320/iac_047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I have 4 walls on my newly expanded garage.  Yup that's right 4 walls that's the way it should be.  All Earl has to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; is get the walls sheeting and level for the big barn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;raising&lt;/span&gt; party on Sat morning.  I'm really looking forward to it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm looking forward to seeing some big changes in the yard in the next few days.  As soon as the garage is even slightly finished, meaning with 4 walls and a roof, I can start laying the brick and getting my flower beds in.  I really want to have them finished before it's time to plant fall bulbs.  I want some tulips and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;daffodils&lt;/span&gt; in the spring.  Maybe even some crocus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited!  I have where all the brick is going to be outlined with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;metal&lt;/span&gt; edger and I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; what it's going to look like done.  I'm really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; that mother nature is good to us and gives us a nice sunny weekend.  That would help a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me!  Have a great weekend ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-9087399849314342610?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/9087399849314342610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=9087399849314342610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/9087399849314342610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/9087399849314342610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-4-walls.html' title='I have 4 walls!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SLdtdA4WdsI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-WevfBTiuEU/s72-c/iac_047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-364735372024345278</id><published>2008-08-22T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:24:01.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8ENAIGVWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/G_1-kQ4LdLc/s1600-h/House+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237409513073956194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8ENAIGVWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/G_1-kQ4LdLc/s320/House+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8EJGzsuGI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z3xbpUre67I/s1600-h/House+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237409446147962978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8EJGzsuGI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z3xbpUre67I/s320/House+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8DxtE7ZPI/AAAAAAAAAok/mhfvEn4ZrTM/s1600-h/100_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237409044103914738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8DxtE7ZPI/AAAAAAAAAok/mhfvEn4ZrTM/s320/100_0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8Dh1eCPwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tvpyazUgQZw/s1600-h/100_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237408771478798082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8Dh1eCPwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tvpyazUgQZw/s320/100_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found these pics of my house before all the work was done. I can't beleive the diffrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-364735372024345278?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/364735372024345278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=364735372024345278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/364735372024345278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/364735372024345278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/08/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK8ENAIGVWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/G_1-kQ4LdLc/s72-c/House+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8903862492578030385</id><published>2008-08-21T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:35:11.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK5K8aHVyFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/THa0O63mzqY/s1600-h/OS47020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237205818341181522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK5K8aHVyFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/THa0O63mzqY/s320/OS47020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so I know it's been like forever since my last post.  But I have a good reason!  Honest!  Our home computer network has been on the Fritz.  I so wanted to write since I have big news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup it's potty time!  Evan went pee pee on the potty!  I was so proud!  He told me it was time, he wanted to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the story.  I know Leanne has already heard my potty story but for those of you still tuning in once in a while here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We where at Walmart to pick up a few things, one of which was bum wipes.  Next to the bum wipes are of course the potties.  Evan was going crazy while I was grabbing my preferred brand.  He was pointing and carrying on at the Tomas the Train potty seats.  It's one of those ones that fit over the toilette.  I ignored him since we already have a potty, but as I walked away he went nuts so I thought screw it.  It's not like its a toy or something.  I guess if it works it will be worth the $15 bucks, yup I'll get it.  So I did.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got home from Walmart Earl and I showed Evan what he had chosen.  We put it on the toilette and sat him down.  He clapped happily, had his bath, and went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was the big event.  That morning I went up stairs around 10am  to get a coffee refill.  When I came back down stairs Evan got my attention.  He was trying to physically turn me back around.  So I did what he wanted.  He got in behind me, planted one hand on each butt check and started pushing me up the stairs.  So I did as he asked.  He wasn't fretting he was just communicating.  We got to the kitchen and he continued pushing my up the next flight on stairs.  He then pulled down his pants and pull up, climbed on the potty and went pee!!!!  OMG!  I was ecstatic.  I wanted to rush to the phone and call everyone I knew!  But I had other things to tend to, mainly Evan.  At this stage of the game it's of course important to teach him the steps.  Go pee, wipe, flush, wash hands.  While he was washing his hands, and brushing his teeth.  (he likes to bush his teeth, and rinse and spit of course)  I called Earl to tell him the big news.  He was not as excited as I wanted him to be.  (jerk)  I got an "Oh....good...well I'll see you tonight."  So I called the one other person that would be just as excited as me.  Yup my big sis!  She was so mush more proud then Earl.  I guess pee pee on the potty is a women thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that was the big event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only other things I got going on is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Earl and I said the hell with it...Protection out...baby making in...I'll let you know how it goes.  Cells could be dividing as we speck.  Oh...I have had heart burn on and off today.  That's how I know last time.  I'm going to test at the end of the week.  I'll keep you all informed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Yard, Yard, Yard....Garage, Garage, Garage.  Have a mentioned I can't wait till it's done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're having a get the trusses on the garage party next Saturday starting at 10am.  We're hoping having an extra few people will help get the work done.  The rest of the yard, and any thing I can do to help finish depends on getting the garage as done as possible and soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's all my news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good one ladies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8903862492578030385?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8903862492578030385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8903862492578030385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8903862492578030385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8903862492578030385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/08/potty-time.html' title='Potty Time!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SK5K8aHVyFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/THa0O63mzqY/s72-c/OS47020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2451522988113269552</id><published>2008-07-30T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:36.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The back yard is coming along...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SJCrag6fVqI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zH1x3N1aRsw/s1600-h/House+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228867639377352354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SJCrag6fVqI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zH1x3N1aRsw/s320/House+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well my back yard no longer looks like this.  Well this side anyway.  This side "the kid side" is completed.  I now have those rubber tile under his slide, sand box, and his new water table.  Hey, I got it on sale at Toys r Us for 24 bucks!!!!!!  It has these buttons you can press that makes water spray and move a little boat around.  Its cool and I got Earl with the spray, he was socked and I couldn't breath from laughing so hard.  It was super funny I guess you just had to be there.  We laid new sod on the parts with no tile,  I'd say that side of the yard is 40% rubber tile and 60% grass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other side of the yard on the other hand looks like crap!  At least there's crush down now so we no longer have muddy lake potter.  "long story"  The deck is still in tacked along with my newly expanded flower bed, but that's about it.  The rest had to come out to make room for the garage expansion and the paving stones.  It was mostly weed infested grass anyway.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a mentioned I just want it to be done?  Grrrrr...dogs + mud = cleaning my floors daily.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only other new thing is our master bed room has gone through some changes.  Its now blue!!  Yippee no more pail boring old yellow!  I love it!  It goes great with our new furniture.  That's right! We joined the 30 + world and ditched the Ikea furniture.  No more drawers falling apart, no more slats hitting the ground in the middle of the night, no more sore back, yippee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm slightly nerves about this garage expansion thing.  I may need to exit stage left this weekend when that's going on.  The pad part of the project will be done on Thur which means 2 things.  We are that much closer to being done, and that's less crush to sweep off my floors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the Evan front all is well.  He's of course growing like a weed.  Another growth spurt is in full motion this week.  There has been disturbances in the force that last few nights and his face is doing the big head big checks catch up game again lately.  He's been showing his true 2 year old colours lately.  There's been a few sit on the floor and scream misshapes which are to be expected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's it for me.  Have a good one ladies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2451522988113269552?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2451522988113269552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2451522988113269552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2451522988113269552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2451522988113269552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-yard-is-coming-along.html' title='The back yard is coming along...'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SJCrag6fVqI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zH1x3N1aRsw/s72-c/House+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-985471679487420068</id><published>2008-07-17T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:37.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Front Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SH9mOH1XmeI/AAAAAAAAAoA/r9ZW_q2dD7w/s1600-h/House+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224006485580159458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" height="300" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SH9mOH1XmeI/AAAAAAAAAoA/r9ZW_q2dD7w/s400/House+004.jpg" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yup that's right! Its done! These pics where taken a couple of weeks ago before we had all that rain, so now all the new sod looks like a lush green carpet. The only other thing you can't see is our ram sitting up by the hose thing, for some reason Earl didn't get that angle when he took these pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also added some moon lights up the side walk and around all the bark beds. I love it! it looks completely different! As you can see our new fence is up as well which gave Evan a whole pile more room in the back. I'm truly getting sick and tired of all the mud! The back behind&lt;br /&gt;the fence still has the dirt patches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SH9mKLhoG5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/kMGtwnR-Sns/s1600-h/House+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224006417851620242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SH9mKLhoG5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/kMGtwnR-Sns/s400/House+002.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from the old flower beds. On Monday we're having a bob cat come in and take off all the old sod so we can lay fresh sod and those rubber paving mats under Evan's sand box and slide. I can't wait for it all to just be done! I've had to clean my floors almost daily to keep up with all the dirt and mud being tracked into the house! I'm getting so tired of it! GRRRR We're hoping to have all the outside done including the garage expansion in mid August, here's hoping we get it done so we can sit back and enjoy for a while before the snow flys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's pretty much it for me sorry I haven't been writing that much, but now that you've seen the pics I hope you can understand why. It was a lot of work but worth it don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SH9mE8dy2tI/AAAAAAAAAnw/snQKLhmqimI/s1600-h/House+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224006327909669586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="300" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SH9mE8dy2tI/AAAAAAAAAnw/snQKLhmqimI/s400/House+001.jpg" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-985471679487420068?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/985471679487420068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=985471679487420068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/985471679487420068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/985471679487420068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-front-yard.html' title='My Front Yard'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SH9mOH1XmeI/AAAAAAAAAoA/r9ZW_q2dD7w/s72-c/House+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1097667251908217243</id><published>2008-06-26T12:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:37.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our yard is taking shape!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SGPyDX0TypI/AAAAAAAAAno/nrg2Kc7nJPA/s1600-h/u11621160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216278933172112018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SGPyDX0TypI/AAAAAAAAAno/nrg2Kc7nJPA/s400/u11621160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our yard is now taking shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new fence is pretty much up minus the gates.  We have most of our front beds in with mow strips, and today we went and bought the shrubs!  Yup, we went and bought some bush! lol.  I'm super happy with the way everything is turning out.  It doesn't even look like the same house any more!  Our lot looks huge with the new fence at the front.  I can't wait till its done and we can just sit back and enjoy!  If only it would stop raining until after we seed then lawn, then it can rain all it wants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been weighing in on my regular days, mostly to see if all this hard work is paying off.  I seem to be leveling out at between 190-193, but my pants are again feeling a little smaller.  I think I must be putting on muscle and losing inches.  To bad my arm wings arn't going away.  Grr...will I be a bird forever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the baby front I went into see Dr Coe on Tues to get my IUD out.  I arrived after waiting a month for the appointment, I sat in the waiting room for an hour, then I was told he didn't have the tool to remove it! WTF!  I was livid! I gave the receptionist a piece of my mind!  Why wasn't I told that when I made the appointment a month ago!  I told the lady on the phone why I was making it!  Or even more why didn't you pre screen me when I came to check in at the desk!  I sat in your waiting room for an hour!  I payed my baby sitter for and hour!  OMG  I was and am so mad!  I think I scared her because not even 2 hours later I got a phone call about the actule removal appointment. So now I have to go to the Sturgeon out patient on my anniversary  (July 2nd) to get it removed, because that's where the tool is!?!  Sucks.  I would still use this form of birth control again, it's super easy and now that I have this info about it's removal I'll know for next time.  For the next few months Earl and I are planning on using store bought Birth Control.  I think we'll try and get preggers some time this winter.  This will insure that Evan can be moved into the bigger room and in his big boy bed (yet to be bought but definitely on the budget books), also this will insure that Evan and the new babies birthdays on opposite times of the year.  Good for future birthday party costs and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well really, all that's new with me.  I hope everyone is well.  I'll try to write more often but I really don't have much to report.  Have a good one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1097667251908217243?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1097667251908217243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1097667251908217243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1097667251908217243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1097667251908217243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-yard-is-taking-shape.html' title='Our yard is taking shape!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SGPyDX0TypI/AAAAAAAAAno/nrg2Kc7nJPA/s72-c/u11621160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7322402159796437172</id><published>2008-06-07T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:37.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SErBk45Gg_I/AAAAAAAAAng/jF__Do2QFq4/s1600-h/jba0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209188758498739186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SErBk45Gg_I/AAAAAAAAAng/jF__Do2QFq4/s400/jba0745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well my front yard still looks like a construction zone.  We now have a front sidewalk which is good.  But there is now a tandem load of black dirt sitting on my front lawn.  Since it's raining that dirt will not be moving anywhere but turning into mud instead.  This sucks!  I just want to get it done!  I want the front of my house to look nice when people walk by!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is soooo funny.  Last year we had no money but all the time in the world to get things done.  Evan wasn't walking yet so we could have but him in his saucer and went to work.  This year however he is of course a goer!  We can't work on the front because one of us has to watch him, his napping schedule is so sporadic we never know if he's going to actually nap or not, and I'm working every second weekend and 3 nights a week so that takes Earl out of the game until I'm off again the next weekend!  Then we're back to Evan again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the jobs out front especially putting in the lawn edging kind of needs 2 ppl.  Once that's done I can lay the brick for the mow strips durning the week, here's hoping mother nature gives us a couple of rainless hours this weekend.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well my IUD comes out on June 24th.  Which means the need for birth control or getting preggers again is in the front of my mind.  I'm not sure yet another baby in 9 months is a good thing.  I can't imagine all the things we would need to do to prepair, and the short amount of time we would have to do it in.  That is of course if I get preggers right away, which lets face it is a strong possibility.  The Wood girls are blessed when it comes to getting with child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping things are calming down now, so I'll get a chance to blog more often.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh on the weight loss front, I've gained back about 3 pounds.  My weight has been fluctuating between 188-193.  So with in 5 pounds.  I've simply not been watching what I'm eating, and frankly at this point I don't really care.  I'm happy, busy but happy, maybe after baby #2 I'll concentrate on getting to my goal weight.  But for now I'm okay with me and my girth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7322402159796437172?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7322402159796437172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7322402159796437172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7322402159796437172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7322402159796437172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-sat-morning.html' title='Crazy busy'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SErBk45Gg_I/AAAAAAAAAng/jF__Do2QFq4/s72-c/jba0745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4459182129199557637</id><published>2008-05-26T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:37.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avleen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SDtXjVj2gSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yAL5EYvA9Sk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204850058951295266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SDtXjVj2gSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yAL5EYvA9Sk/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am proud to introduce the newest addition to my familly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Introducing my new neice Avleen Iris Carroll. Born today May 26, at 9:30 am Cal time. 6 pounds, 9 ounces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yahoo! I hope I'm as lucky to have a beutiful baby girl some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Congrates Big, Little Sis, Mike and Mannix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4459182129199557637?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4459182129199557637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4459182129199557637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4459182129199557637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4459182129199557637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/05/avleen.html' title='Avleen'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SDtXjVj2gSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yAL5EYvA9Sk/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5483192803468049667</id><published>2008-05-20T11:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:38.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub of Tues...Quick Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SDMd--GGDKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/y3RgE6wchcg/s1600-h/200472104-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202534962200710306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SDMd--GGDKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/y3RgE6wchcg/s400/200472104-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick post...to busy...to much going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight - 189.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working on the yard.  Flower beds, front side walk, new shed, fence going up in June.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Potty training not going well, I've put it on the back burner, Evan isn't ready yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work is crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crystal is almost ready to pop, my first neice should be born on May 27 by c section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about it.  There is much more but I don't have time to type it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5483192803468049667?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5483192803468049667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5483192803468049667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5483192803468049667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5483192803468049667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/05/tub-of-tuesquick-post.html' title='Tub of Tues...Quick Post'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SDMd--GGDKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/y3RgE6wchcg/s72-c/200472104-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1030852663857948662</id><published>2008-04-30T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:38.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday on Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBiB-2K1OVI/AAAAAAAAAnI/quj6706VqkQ/s1600-h/020708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045086864685394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBiB-2K1OVI/AAAAAAAAAnI/quj6706VqkQ/s400/020708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well Evan is doing much better today.  His nose still sounds stuffed and he still doesn't want to eat much, but he had a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mouthfuls&lt;/span&gt; of oatmeal this morning so here's hopping he's taking a turn for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot to weigh in yesterday, so this morning I stepped on the scale.  I was very happy to see 191.4.  That's exactly one pound off my lightest weight of 190.4 that was last recorded on my ticker.  This is also another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt; large loss, about 2 pounds.  I'll take it with a smile.  Looks like my hard work at Rona is paying off in pounds.  Since the last two nights have been pretty nice we've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reving&lt;/span&gt; up for our busy season, this involves some lifting and yup running trying to help customers and get stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a love hate relationship with our summer season.  I remember the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;craziness&lt;/span&gt;, but the shifts flew by.  I also got to keep thinking I've got more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; under my belt this year, so here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; that makes a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I got some calling to do.  I have to call my Uncle Ian about my sister's baby gift.  She wants a double stroller that we can order on line.  I think my Dad, Uncle Ian and Earl/I will be chipping in to get it for her.  She has her c section scheduled for May 27!  I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how fast time is going!  I can't wait to see pictures of my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to call my other Uncle Denny, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; about Gorden's wedding, which Earl and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; attending for two reasons.  1. it's in Vancouver, can we say $$$$$  2. no kids aloud at the reception.  What do they think we would do!  Evan's only 2!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.  I guess we'll see what  Denny has to say, but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; going.  I don't mind the no kids aloud thing, they sent the choices of dinners in the invitation.  It looks pretty fancy, not my style, not fun to me, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not kid friendly.  I'm cool with it, it frankly just gives me more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;amo&lt;/span&gt; to say "nope we can't come"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today.  Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1030852663857948662?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1030852663857948662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1030852663857948662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1030852663857948662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1030852663857948662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/tubb-of-tuesday-on-wednesday.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday on Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBiB-2K1OVI/AAAAAAAAAnI/quj6706VqkQ/s72-c/020708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4444260338968041262</id><published>2008-04-28T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:38.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Board Earl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBasxmK1OUI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Cy1AkNnH22M/s1600-h/u10461155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194529188277991746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBasxmK1OUI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Cy1AkNnH22M/s400/u10461155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll get to the reason I'm posting in a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First I'll update you on Evan's condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr Anderson said it's just a virus and that Evan should be improving day by day till the virus runs it's coarse.  So that's that, he's a okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know he probably would be, but it's better to be safe then sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so on to my post "Board Earl"  I had to work tonight so Earl was stuck at home with sick Evan.  Earl got the munchies, Earl decided to bake!  Yup that's right I typed bake!  Well sort of anyway.  He made cupcakes from a cake mix box.  He didn't get to the icing since Evan throw up again.  He did however clean my kitchen because he had to clean the floor anyway.  He also had to do laundry.  I won't get into the Gorey details but I figure I should make him board more often, at least I got cup cakes minus the icing out of it.  Now if only I could get him to clean the kitchen and at least start the laundry when Evan throwing up every where isn't involved.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well I guess I'll just have to settle for the cupcakes. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4444260338968041262?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4444260338968041262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4444260338968041262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4444260338968041262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4444260338968041262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/board-earl.html' title='Board Earl'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBasxmK1OUI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Cy1AkNnH22M/s72-c/u10461155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7307210292334880928</id><published>2008-04-28T10:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:39.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Evan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBYFuWK1OTI/AAAAAAAAAm4/g7SYINRevUM/s1600-h/417861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194345514001578290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBYFuWK1OTI/AAAAAAAAAm4/g7SYINRevUM/s400/417861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well ladies it's been a long weekend of no sleep.  Our little boy has one dussy of a cold, or at least I hope it's just a cold.  Just to be safe I've made him an appointment today with his Doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's been running a fever for about 3 days, Friday night it was just a little fever that I thought was just teething, by Saturday night it was a full out sweat fest.  He's thrown up twice, once each night Sat and Sun.  His nose is like a tap, dripping and dripping, oh and he keeps grabbing at his throat.  The throat thing is what's got me the most worried.  That's the main reason I've made him an appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday he ate, pooped and generally did what Evan's do, today he will not eat, and he doesn't want to put cloths on!?!  He's just not being himself, this scares me.  He wouldn't let me put him down last night, I couldn't leave the room!  Earl had to distract Evan with his Black Berry so I could just go pee!  Crazy I tell ya.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His appointment is at 12:50, so I'm off to have a shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's hoping its just a nasty cold.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you have a good Monday.  Grrr Jordanna, I would much rather be in Dominican with you drinking fruity drinks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7307210292334880928?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7307210292334880928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7307210292334880928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7307210292334880928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7307210292334880928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick-evan.html' title='Sick Evan'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SBYFuWK1OTI/AAAAAAAAAm4/g7SYINRevUM/s72-c/417861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6688620749045628119</id><published>2008-04-22T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T08:08:09.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;humm&lt;/span&gt; Blogger isn't letting me add a picture to this post. So I guess Tub of Tues will have to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;picture...less&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stepped&lt;/span&gt; on the scale today and I was thrilled to see 190.4! That's like 4 pounds!?! I have been working more hours at work, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;despite&lt;/span&gt; the snow there's quite a bit left to do, inside anyway. Outside is another story. Rona had to cancel orders for bedding plants, our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shrub&lt;/span&gt; order has been put off, and our trees are being forced on us. We'll have to find a decent home for them inside, but who in there right mind would buy an apple tree in this snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; mother nature wakes up soon. I'm so sick of this snow! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Especially&lt;/span&gt; when its this miserable out, I don't even feel right about taking Evan to the indoor play park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be house bound any more, and frankly either does Evan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my snow complaining for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in Jordanna's shoes, off she goes to the Dominican today. Lucky lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one Ladies, or should I say Lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6688620749045628119?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6688620749045628119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6688620749045628119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6688620749045628119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6688620749045628119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/humm-blogger-isnt-letting-me-add.html' title='Tubb off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8331567761523906904</id><published>2008-04-21T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:39.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam the Suck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAzo0BPTZeI/AAAAAAAAAmg/AWQTZsbbyh8/s1600-h/Sam+I+am+and+Evans+B-Day+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191780450834802146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAzo0BPTZeI/AAAAAAAAAmg/AWQTZsbbyh8/s200/Sam+I+am+and+Evans+B-Day+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our newest addition to the Potter familly has now intergrated himself into a full fleged member. Not only is he great with Evan he's also very attached to Evan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last couple nights Evan has been waking up at 3am, I think he sprouting yet another 2 teeth. Anyway, Sam hears him fussing before I do, and seeing that he's part Siamese he can sure scream if I don't get up right away to tend to his new best bud. He scratches at my door as if to say "hey lady! He's up!" He also gets loud when he's not permitted into the room to investigate the problem and make sure Evan is okay. Its funny but also a pain in my butt.  He distracts Evan, gets up on the change table when I'm trying to change him and jumps into his crib when I'm trying to put Evan back down to sleep.  Sam would sleep with Evan in his crib if I'd let him. I'm planning on letting him when Evan gets into a big boy bed, this way I'll have to leave the door open and hopefully Sam will be past the attacking feet under the cover stage. Lol, kittens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say despite these minor problems Sam has turned out to be exactly what we wanted.  A kitty with a great kid friendly personality.  He actually plays with Evan!  He runs past him with a meow to get Evan's attention, then runs and hides in the play tent.  Evan of course runs after him, laughing his little head off.  Evan gets to the tent and peeks in, Sam runs out past him to one of the tunnel tents, and Evan chases, and back Sam goes to the tent waits and this repeats.  It's soooo funny to watch!  It entertains Evan for 20 minutes!  Believe me that's a long time for a 2 year old!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's my little tid bit of daily fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only have 2 more things to say: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Mother nature is a B with an itch.  This snow sucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Have a great day ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8331567761523906904?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8331567761523906904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8331567761523906904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8331567761523906904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8331567761523906904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/sam-suck.html' title='Sam the Suck!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAzo0BPTZeI/AAAAAAAAAmg/AWQTZsbbyh8/s72-c/Sam+I+am+and+Evans+B-Day+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8033337459214557461</id><published>2008-04-18T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:39.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny for days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAi2QRe2zxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/pWxE8ljON_o/s1600-h/51YP1W9Z10L__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190598961231482642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAi2QRe2zxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/pWxE8ljON_o/s400/51YP1W9Z10L__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Evan is starting to have an extensive DVD collection.  But what is a kids collection with out a potty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;video&lt;/span&gt;!  Crystal suggested this one to me, not because she saw it but because she saw it in the store.  Evan loves Elmo so I decided to go out and find Elmo's Potty Time.  It took awhile, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; it's popular.  I ended up finding it at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Capallano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.  If your ever in need of something and the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Walmarts&lt;/span&gt; in the city don't have it, give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Capallano&lt;/span&gt; a call, more often then not they seem to have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stock&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after calling over there and making the employee laugh his ass off, we headed over to pick it up.  We of course throw it in the DVD player in the van right away.  As we where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cruising&lt;/span&gt; down Yellow head we hear songs like, "It's potty time" with a blues feel, "Accidents happen" sang by Grover, and "What words do you use" - a song about all the diffrent words for pee pee and poo poo as sang by Elmo's Dad.  Earl and I where cracking up listening to it.  It does have some adult hummer to make you chuckle as well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only beef with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;video&lt;/span&gt; is the length.  It's a lot of information for a little brain.  But then again potty training must be info over load.  Just think of it for a second.  They have to learn what it feels like to have to go, then run up to their potty, go on the potty, flush, wash their hands, dry their hands.  For a little one that can hardly use a fork and spoon that's a lot to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Evan and I are off to go swimming.  I've started tuckering him out every morning.  I'm truly looking forward to the summer months, it was so great yesterday when we could just walk to the park he could run and run.  When it's nasty out like today, I have to pack everything up and go some where.  I am running out of fun places to go!  Please mother nature! Let the sun shine in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good one ladies!  Don't forget to read yesterdays post, it may clear up why I've all of a sudden bought a potty training DVD. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8033337459214557461?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8033337459214557461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8033337459214557461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8033337459214557461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8033337459214557461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/funny-for-days.html' title='Funny for days!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAi2QRe2zxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/pWxE8ljON_o/s72-c/51YP1W9Z10L__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-3153360591657594783</id><published>2008-04-17T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:39.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up to poop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAealRe2zwI/AAAAAAAAAmI/MimKQNNgCfA/s1600-h/tow0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190287060706447106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAealRe2zwI/AAAAAAAAAmI/MimKQNNgCfA/s200/tow0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning we woke up to poop!  Since it was my morning to sleep in Earl got up to get Evan b-fast and such.  All I heard was Earl yelling "Evan, don't touch anything!"  So I of course got up.  When I walked into Evan's room I found poo!  On his bedding, on his crib rails, on his stuffed animals.  I'm thankful he didn't draw to much with it, we've all heard the horror stories of moms having to clean it up from the ceiling to the floor, I thankfully have a relatively clean son, so I didn't have to deal with that.  So with this new development the thought of potty training has finally hit the front of my brain.  I know it was coming, I knew I'd have to start dealing with the fact that Evan is growing up, my little baby is gone, and it's now time to start treating him like a bigger boy.  So I've started the first steps to potty training.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've now got pull ups instead of diapers.  This serves two purposes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1. We can start calling them big boy underwear, and pushing the "big boy" things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 2. He can't get them off as easy as a diaper so we avoid the whole "who flung dung" thing.  Lol -the "who flung dung" saying came from Earl, not me.   But I thought it was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh but you can't just buy one type of pull ups. Nope, you gotta buy two!  One for during the day- these let them feel when they're wet in order to get them uncomfortable so they feel the need to be changed and they don't want to feel it at all, which leads to wanting to use the potty so they don't have to feel gross and wet.  Few, that was a lot of typing! The other type is basically the same idea only a little more absorbent so they last through the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we move on to the choice in pottys!  OMG!  I got one for him from sears that converts to a step stool and seat that fits on the toilette for later.  But what about when your out and about?  Well the lovely retail ppl have thought of that too.  They have smaller seats that fold up so they fit into your bag for when you go out.  If I knew this I would have spent the original money on just that one potty seat and step stool and used it at home too! GRRRR!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This potty training thing is harder then it seems.  It's kind of scary actually.  Like most things child related there is an over whelming amount of information.  Which as a mom you have to wade through and find your own way.  I've been looking for web sites and talking to other moms.  But the bottom line is you have to teach them the vocab and get them sitting on the bloody thing.  Again easier said then done.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad Evan is such a fast learner.  He may not say the words, but he understands them.  He already knows what his potty is, where it belongs (stays in the bathroom) and what it's used for.  Now it's just getting him to actually sit on it for more then a couple of seconds.  I guess I'm just going to have to keep at it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep you updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the weight front (which honestly has been at the back of my mind since the potty stuff has flouted to the front)  I didn't weigh myself this week, to much going on.  I've started working 3-4 shifts a week so that should help my battle of the bulge.  Toon in next week for my Tubb of Tues report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and Biggest Loser!  You go girls!  Yahoo for the first female biggest loser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great Thursday ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-3153360591657594783?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/3153360591657594783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=3153360591657594783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3153360591657594783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3153360591657594783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-woke-up-to-poop.html' title='I woke up to poop!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/SAealRe2zwI/AAAAAAAAAmI/MimKQNNgCfA/s72-c/tow0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7641951665234907698</id><published>2008-04-09T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:39.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Sam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_zXuI-Sm0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/0XaacrPSOS0/s1600-h/Sam+I+am+and+Evans+B-Day+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187258058506672962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_zXuI-Sm0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/0XaacrPSOS0/s200/Sam+I+am+and+Evans+B-Day+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here's a picture of the newest addition to the  Potter family.  I would like to introduce you to Sam.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's great!  He's super affectionate.  He follows Evan around like a puppy dog.  Sam rubs up against Evan's legs and arms while Evan wants to play.  He lets Evan know when he's petting him wrong with a little nip that doesn't leave even the tiniest scratch!  Evan was actually getting frustrated when Sam was getting in his way while he was trying to play!  It was sooo funny.  I've posted more pics on face book if you want to go and have a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did weigh in yesterday and was happy to see no gain and no loss.  Well that's it for me today.  Have a good hump day ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7641951665234907698?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7641951665234907698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7641951665234907698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7641951665234907698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7641951665234907698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/introducing-sam.html' title='Introducing Sam!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_zXuI-Sm0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/0XaacrPSOS0/s72-c/Sam+I+am+and+Evans+B-Day+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6738098433770004374</id><published>2008-04-03T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:40.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My spoiled son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_Vc44-SmzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/vFSKNYo4MBc/s1600-h/pTRUCA1-4523638reg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185152678423075634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_Vc44-SmzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/vFSKNYo4MBc/s320/pTRUCA1-4523638reg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_VXfY-SmxI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AY6DLMqbohY/s1600-h/pTRUCA1-3670010reg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185146742778272530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_VXfY-SmxI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AY6DLMqbohY/s320/pTRUCA1-3670010reg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't want to ruin the birthday surprises but I had to show some one. To the left are the 2 biggest presents scheduled for Sunday. Both where on sale at Toys R Us for super cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sand box is our gift to Evan. It was regularly $200 and we got it for $99!!!! It's already out on our deck without sand of course. We're waiting for the snow to finish melting and a dog bomb clean up before we set it up in a temporary place until the fence is done. The other picture is being bought by Earl's parents. It was also on sale regular price $450 on sale for $250! I'm going to have a play ground in my back yard! It will be great to just let him rip around the yard in safety, I can relax. It will be especially handy when he have another baby. It's nice to know I can keep Evan active with a new born, the new baby can just hang out in a swing or stroller and I know diapers and bottles aren't to far. I don't have to pack the whole house just to go to the park. I also love how the climbing thing has 2 slides, hopefully that will mean less fighting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday night our family is once again growing. One of the guys that Earl works with is giving away 8 month old kittens. They have their first shots and they are micochiped! We picked an orange stripped tabby. He's super cute and seems to do well with getting his tail pulling, so here's hoping he'll make friends with Evan and Gandolf. Goodness knows Gandolf can use some play mate exercise. We would have been bringing him home sooner, but the guys son wanted to have a fair well party, he's only 3 or 4 so we don't mind a bit, it's cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so looking forward to Sunday, I've almost got the whole house spic and span, not that it was overly dirty, but when you have company over you just need to make sure. His cake is due to be picked up on Sunday around noon, and I'm planning on putting up the decorations on Sat night after Evan goes to bed. I hope they give everyone a chuckle. Then food prep etc will start on Sunday. If you ladys are board feel free to come early, for a visit, and maybe give me a hand? Just give me a call, but I understand if your busy. I have to work Saturday so that whole day time is pretty much a write off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for me ladies. I hope you have a great Friday and I'll see you Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6738098433770004374?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6738098433770004374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6738098433770004374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6738098433770004374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6738098433770004374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-spoiled-son.html' title='My spoiled son'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_Vc44-SmzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/vFSKNYo4MBc/s72-c/pTRUCA1-4523638reg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1058478552854818667</id><published>2008-04-01T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:40.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday (sorry its late)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_MbdI-SmwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/863bRThb-vc/s1600-h/020608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_MbdI-SmwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/863bRThb-vc/s320/020608.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184517783472478978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did weigh in this morning and I was pleasantly surprised to see 193.4. So just under a 2 pound loss. I know I can do much better, so here's to another week. I know this one will be a bust since it's Evan's birthday on Saturday and a piece of birthday cake is on the menu. Oh well whats another week. I'll only have a small piece. We are expecting about 15-18 people on Sunday, I only bought a quarter slab cake, so I'm hoping there won't be any left overs. I'm planning on having a healthy menu for the rest of the afternoon, fresh veggi's, fruit, some lunch meat and low fat cheese for sandwiches with brown buns. Oh but then there's the snacks, chips etc. Maybe I'll skip that, does one really need to serve chips to make a 2nd birthday right? I don't think so! I guess I'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other thing I got on my mind is my emotional state as far as the big 2nd birthday. Evan has a habit of crawling into the edge of his crib and waking himself up. So he crys out because he's to sleepy to figure out where he is in the crib and is some how powerless to do anything about it. This happens about 3 nights a week. Any way, so I go into his room and move him, once he sees me he doesn't want to go back into his crib right away. So I usually take him back down stairs for a snuggle which puts him back to sleep within a minute. It's nice to be able to hold him to tell you the truth. During the day he's so on the go I don't really get the chance to just hold him and marvel at how much he's changed. His hands are still so small but so much bigger then they where even a month ago! He changes so much every day! I can't believe he's going to be 2 years old! I kind of miss my little baby boy! Don't get me wrong he's so enjoyable now, he does stuff, has a character, he's such a little wise guy! lol. Time flys so fast!!!! Remember how when we where kids 4 sleeps seemed like decades! Now I'm thinking OMG his party is on Sunday! It's already Tuesday! When am I going to get stuff done. Today I went to Walmart and got the plates etc, then stopped in at Sobes so that Evan could pick his cake. He ended picking the cake that had the most toys included! Little monkey! The bakery ladies where great! They took all the pages out of the binder and let Evan look at them. He has this new thing about putting is index finger on his lips and saying hmmm. I'm hoping he does it on Sunday for everyone, it cracks me up every time! Well he hmmed at every page, then put the ones he narrowed down in the cart and handed me the ones he wasn't interested in, these included the princess cakes, lol, no one can say he's not smart! It was fun to watch his little brain work, he really picked his cake, he's only 2! He had it narrowed down to the car and truck cakes. He really does recognize what he likes! It was so cool! I won't ruin the surprise, but I'm so stoked about my decor for his party, it's super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today, I know it was a lot of Evan stuff, sorry about that. I don't think I'll be getting around to posting again this week, but I'll see. But if not I'll see you ladies at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good hump day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1058478552854818667?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1058478552854818667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1058478552854818667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1058478552854818667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1058478552854818667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/04/tubb-of-tuesday-sorry-its-late.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday (sorry its late)'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R_MbdI-SmwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/863bRThb-vc/s72-c/020608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4685041933369860079</id><published>2008-03-27T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:40.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Side Affects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R-vMF4-SmvI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nCbR7nPHiuM/s1600-h/KS7899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182460197784951538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R-vMF4-SmvI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nCbR7nPHiuM/s320/KS7899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Affects to what you ask?  My nasty side affects are from my husband!  A side affect of being married to a computer geek!!!!  Till now the other side affects haven't effected me to much.  The fact that he's a hobby mechanic with junk cars in the driveway have only been eye sores.  I can live with junk cars!  But I can't live with out my TV!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the back round in a nut shell.  As you both know we have a media center.  Which is like the most expensive shaw box or Tevo (is that how you spell it?) but with more perks, we can down load pics and movies from the net and watch them on our TV instead of our computer screen.  Anyway the X Box which was being used as an extender for the down stairs TV died.  (the extender is like having a shaw box at each of your main TV's.)  Earl being the computer geek he is, used this as an excuse to change everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The computer box that was upstairs in our room is now in the basement, a new small computer box is going to go upstairs in our bedroom to be used as an extender,...and there is a new server to control them all in the computer room.  Wow, that seemed like a lot of typing.  But there is still more!  He also changed the program from a Microsoft product to a new program called Sage TV.  I like the options, but its not working!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up this morning and booted up the TV.  ( I know it sounds funny, it takes some extra time, nothing good comes to easy. lol.)  I fed Evan his b-fast, and brought him down to watch his regular program Toopie and Binoo while I take a couple of minutes for myself.  (go pee, brush my teeth, wash my face, have a smoke etc.)  This show gives me a 20 minute window of full Evan quite time.  I look forward to this every morning.  It gives me a chance to wake up, get my bearings, plan my day.  Today this lovely time was turned into a night mare!  The TV wasn't working!!! OMG!!!   Now what do I do!!!!  I yelled, screamed, and almost had a nervous brake down!  I know this seems a little melodramatic but please try to understand.  I'm not completely techno alliterate, but I do not have any patients.  I have this crazy belief that what I buy to do a certain job should just work!  When I buy a pen I expect it to write!  That's it's reason for being on this earth!  GRRRRRR!!!!  Anyway I played with it for over an hour then finally just called and left a nasty message for Earl, bagging him to just either make it work by the end of the week or I was going to throw it out the window and call shaw to get a the most expensive box!!!!  I could tell he thought I was joking.  Earl if you read this I'M NOT JOKING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the TV isn't working I was able to finally figure out how to play a DVD for Evan so I could go about my morning routine.  I feel a little better now.  A little.  I'll stress the phrase "a little".  I'm one of those crazy people who doesn't like it when the routine gets messed up.  Now I know I'll be annoyed by every little thing that goes wrong.  If the dogs don't come back in when I call the first time, I'll snap at them, if I walk into a toy and hurt my foot a little it will be a bigger deal in my mind.  If a day starts out bad, it stays bad!  At least in my world.  I'm going to try and make it the best day I can,  what I do know is if Evan doesn't go down for his nap, the cat may have to call 911.  I will have a nervous brake down for sure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my rant for the day, hope you ladies are having a better day then me.  I hope your husband side affects are not to bad.  Have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4685041933369860079?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4685041933369860079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4685041933369860079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4685041933369860079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4685041933369860079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/03/side-affects.html' title='Side Affects'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R-vMF4-SmvI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nCbR7nPHiuM/s72-c/KS7899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2574981902331540694</id><published>2008-03-26T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:40.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry it's been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R-sERo-SmsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/eWxmszQ5qpk/s1600-h/100_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182240497322859202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R-sERo-SmsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/eWxmszQ5qpk/s320/100_0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's been a long time since my last post. Between Evan, work and visiting family I've been hopping. (no Easter pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been relatively uneventful despite my busy schedule. Evan is a handfull, I'm finding it more hard to get time to myself. So I stay up late at night, he still gets up early, so I'm tired when I'm forced to get up with him, so of course I take a nap when he does, etc, etc. So that cycle runs over and over. I also stay up late with Earl, so we can get some time for us. It's hard, but it's working, so I'm not going to mess with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Uncle Ian was here for a week for my Dad's 65th birthday. It was great to see him, I feel a link to him I can't explain in words. It's like I was meant to be his daughter. We have so much more in common then I have with my Dad. It's weird. It was a great visit, so great in fact that he's thinking of coming again in May for my big 30th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the weight loss front I gained back quite a bit. I weighed myself on my usual Tub off Tues and wasn't shocked to see 193. Oh well, that's life, I know the eating out, not eating much, then eating birthday cake was going to catch up to me. I'm back on track now with a fresh NS order in the cupboard. At least I'm trying to be back on track. I'll let you know how it goes. Work will be crazy again soon, which will help keep me active again. The bulk of my weight loss was from working last summer. I know it will come off a lot slower this year. But having a more active day should help, I'm so sick of being couped up in the house all day long, I can't wait to get out to the park with Evan. I can't wait to get our fence up in the yard so we can throw a ball around in security. I just can't wait till all the snow is gone, and everything is dry and unmuckie. I just can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Evan. I had a mommy triumph this week with has been the high lite of my week so far. I've been teaching Evan to clean up his messes. I'm simply encouraging him to put one toy away before moving on to a new one. I started with the crayons, since I don't want them getting lost and showing up later on walls, fish tanks etc. Anyway, he was colouring on the floor while I was watching one of my TV programs. The next thing I knew he's walking across the floor with his tin of crayons and his paper pad, he was walking towards the bar which is where I store them when they're not in use! He put all his crayons back in the tin! He was putting his drawing stuff away with out being asked! Of course he got high praise for this, along with some BBQ chips. lol. He wanted some and at that point I wasn't going to say no. I don't believe in rewarding kids with treats, it makes me think "my kid's seems like a dog" but I cheered him on before the chips so I think it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about all for me. I'm goin to try to blog more often again. I miss it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2574981902331540694?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2574981902331540694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2574981902331540694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2574981902331540694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2574981902331540694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-its-been-while.html' title='Sorry it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R-sERo-SmsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/eWxmszQ5qpk/s72-c/100_0125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7146086066618256553</id><published>2008-02-26T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:41.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R8Q4YCqvglI/AAAAAAAAAk8/XcseF6uxzJc/s1600-h/020608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171320257812333138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R8Q4YCqvglI/AAAAAAAAAk8/XcseF6uxzJc/s320/020608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I stepped on the scale this morning with high hopes, I was very disappointed. The scale says 189 pounds! Huh? that's up over 2 pounds! Oh well I'll live. I got to much else on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday all day I started getting pains in my tummy area. They feel like hunger pains only higher up under my boobs. They aren't all that painful really, there's a constant "&lt;em&gt;I'm kind of okay with this&lt;/em&gt;" pain most of the time with a stab of"&lt;em&gt;this really sucks&lt;/em&gt;" once in a while. Like I said it feels like hunger pains, my tummy growls, I eat something, but it doesn't go away. It's weird! It's annoying! If it continues after today I'll go see my Doc. I've never felt anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I got on my mind is all the work ahead of me at our house. Earl and I have come to the joint conclusion that our current house is a little small for our growing family. Like I've said before we are going to start trying for another baby in the fall. That puts Evan in the larger of 2 rooms upstairs, the new baby in Evan's old room, and Josh where? Not to mention we lose our guest bedroom for Evan, our downstairs room is housing our computers, so if we turn the computer room into our guest room (for Crystal and the kids, my uncle etc.) where do we put our computers? With even one small child we don't want our computers out in the living room, not to mention Earl's lack of organization in this room. So all in all we've decided that a new house is in our future (different not brand new-are you kidding me! $$$$/ no yard! no thanks!). Not now mind you, we will need to do some work to our current house in order to get top $. Our house was just appraised at 405 before xmas. A house in the size and number of bedrooms we want is 400 -500. So I think we are sitting pretty right now with only 210 mortgaged. But we'll see I'm hoping the market doesn't take a nose dive when we're ready to make the big move. I know we will have to update the kitchen, finish the bathroom down stairs, paint the basement, and give the house another dose of curb appeal. This will take money, and time, so our move probably won't be till at the soonest next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for me today. Have a good one ladies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7146086066618256553?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7146086066618256553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7146086066618256553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7146086066618256553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7146086066618256553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/02/tubb-of-tuesday_26.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R8Q4YCqvglI/AAAAAAAAAk8/XcseF6uxzJc/s72-c/020608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2910985466045063144</id><published>2008-02-25T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:41.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick Denise update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R8LbAyqvgkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/XExECfPMr8s/s1600-h/020408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170936128822280770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R8LbAyqvgkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/XExECfPMr8s/s320/020408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well its now 8am and Evan has been up since 6! WTF! Well at least he slept through the night, so I can't complain to much. So... yup I'm tired. It's not like he goes to bed and I do the same. I get my "me time" for a few hours. I'm hoping he goes down for a nap today. I have to work tonight and I know it will be relatively physical. There's a plant order on the way, time to move a jungle again. Things are getting more exciting around Rona Green house again. Believe it or not we are already getting ready for our busy season. I have product training on March 3rd for things like fertilizer, seeds, grass and such. I'm really looking forward to next month when the block rep will be coming to talk to us. I know, I know, being excited about learning about blocks sounds weird, but I really want to know more. Probably because we are planning on using some this year. I hope, hope, hope we will get a lot accomplished this summer on the yard. A new fence is a definite, but here's hoping flower beds are in my near future. This will be the 3rd year I've wanted to get them in, so here's hopping. I'm sick of the front of our house looking like crap, not to mention that we're planning on trying for another baby in the fall, so next summer would probably be a write off on the $ end of things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The temporary bump in my weight loss battle is over. Evan is still being a handful, so I don't really know why I feel better. Maybe the level of craziness has come down, or maybe I've just become accustomed to it. lol. I've been doing pretty good most of this week. I feel skinner. So here's hopping there will be a loss on the scale tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a good one ladies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2910985466045063144?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2910985466045063144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2910985466045063144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2910985466045063144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2910985466045063144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-its-now-8am-and-evan-has-been-up.html' title='A quick Denise update'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R8LbAyqvgkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/XExECfPMr8s/s72-c/020408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4372024647542707814</id><published>2008-02-19T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:41.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R7s4_CqvgjI/AAAAAAAAAks/nfTsIrUDsnc/s1600-h/200272029-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168787653036835378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R7s4_CqvgjI/AAAAAAAAAks/nfTsIrUDsnc/s320/200272029-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got tsk, tsked for  not posting my weigh ins.  So heres whats been happening.  Evan has started his terrible 2s early.  He wount eat very much, I have to try 3 diffrent food items to get him to eat anything, he's having fits at bed time to the point he's throwing up, and he's hiting, kicking and just generaly being a monster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have weighed in but didn't have time to report my findings.  His the short of it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week-gained 3 onces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week-stayed the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been finding I'm starting to fall off the weight loss banwagen.  I've got my feet on the ground and I'm holding on for dear life!  Things seem to be beyond stressful right now.  Yes, I know, I know, there will always be stress and it's no excuse.  I'm exosted!  Drained!  I'm unmotivated!  I'm craving chocolet oh and sleep too!  I'll get back on the banwagen when I feel better.  For now, I'm not letting myself go completly, I'm still semi watching what I eat, I'm not gaining back everything I've lost, so I'm okay with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll let you know when I'm all gun-ho again, have a good one ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4372024647542707814?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4372024647542707814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4372024647542707814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4372024647542707814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4372024647542707814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/02/tubb-of-tuesday_19.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R7s4_CqvgjI/AAAAAAAAAks/nfTsIrUDsnc/s72-c/200272029-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4590514985738100068</id><published>2008-02-05T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:41.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R6h8B-SduOI/AAAAAAAAAkk/eMLuGhTaa1s/s1600-h/ks121756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163513346122430690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R6h8B-SduOI/AAAAAAAAAkk/eMLuGhTaa1s/s320/ks121756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I steped on the scale after a week or rather weekend of indulgence. I was expecting the worse! But I got an "okay" instead I'm up .3 for a total weight of 187.7 after the weekend of pizza one night, A &amp;amp; W with a milk shack, popcorn (more then I should have) and just general lazyness, I'll take a .3 gain, it's not that bad and I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few new Evan developments to report. He's still not talking much but his word used most often is UP. He uses it at the top of the stairs when I leave him down there to run up and get something, he uses it when he's in his crib and I'm still in bed, on the moniter I hear up, up, up over and over, louder and louder. It makes me giggle and I get up. He's sooo bossy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His other new skill is pointing to his nose, eyes, mouth and ears. Guess all that reading and pointing game is paying off. If you say "Evan show me where your nose is." he points to the end of his nose, then moves his finger to his nostril and inserts and laughs! What a goober!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason my spell check isn't working, so sorry about all the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4590514985738100068?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4590514985738100068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4590514985738100068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4590514985738100068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4590514985738100068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/02/tubb-of-tuesday.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R6h8B-SduOI/AAAAAAAAAkk/eMLuGhTaa1s/s72-c/ks121756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-3111300370332780276</id><published>2008-01-31T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:41.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan the Eat...er</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R6IXr-SduNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JW1FyaSXa-I/s1600-h/100_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R6IXr-SduNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JW1FyaSXa-I/s320/100_0714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161714167142267090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just finished giving Evan his lunch.  I'm shocked at how much he's been eating latly.  For b-fast he had, a whole package of instant oatmeal and a cup and a half of milk.  For luch he ate about 3/4th cup of mac and cheese, half a small can of mandern orange peices and two raw baby carrots.  To you that may not seem like much but for a little tummy that was a lot!!!!!  I'm not looking forward to the mess it might make in his diaper, but I'm sooooo glad he eats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had talked to my sister not even 15 min before lunch time and she's having a hell of a time with Mannix.  He'll only eat pancakes and yogart.  He's smaller then Evan but you would think he should be eating more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy Evan is a good eater.  He's a little picky at times but he at least trys everything I put in front of him.  Thank goodness!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I've been starting time outs.  He actully throws things at me, hits me, and just all around pushes my buttons.  Yesterday he walked up to me and slapped my clear across the face.  There was a bit of a brack down on my part, I was shocked!  Time out it was, he was crying I was shacking, he hasn't done it again since thank God.  He's starting to figure out that time out isn't a game, it's no longer funny, so it's starting to work.  Disiplining him is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for me today ladies, have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-3111300370332780276?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/3111300370332780276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=3111300370332780276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3111300370332780276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3111300370332780276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/evan-eater.html' title='Evan the Eat...er'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R6IXr-SduNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JW1FyaSXa-I/s72-c/100_0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8944845562304727597</id><published>2008-01-29T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:42.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R59UGuSduMI/AAAAAAAAAkU/UYlopDMDB-g/s1600-h/200272029-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R59UGuSduMI/AAAAAAAAAkU/UYlopDMDB-g/s200/200272029-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160936172471302338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I"m now down to 187.4! Yahoo that's a 3.2 pound loss that also puts me back under my smallest weight of 189.6! Yahoo!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also puts me under my mini challenge weight target. Now I'll have to come up with another one. I'm thinking doing an exercise one this time. I find it's my biggest down fall, exercise and ice cream. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make it do-able, like I'm going to try to exercise 3 times a week for a month. Starting Feb 1st. At least its a small month. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have one other thing to say. BRRRRRRRR! Its super cold out there!!!! -30 to 40! what the hell this is Edmonton not the north pole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8944845562304727597?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8944845562304727597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8944845562304727597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8944845562304727597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8944845562304727597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/tubb-of-tuesday_29.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R59UGuSduMI/AAAAAAAAAkU/UYlopDMDB-g/s72-c/200272029-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2973053740911850329</id><published>2008-01-22T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:42.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R5YllrHSOlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/fYXG7JwjH5A/s1600-h/200472104-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R5YllrHSOlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/fYXG7JwjH5A/s200/200472104-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158351752358148690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm at 190.6 that's pretty good, it means I lost under a pound but I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other exciting thing I got going on is a forced bathroom reno. Before we left to Cal we noticed a small drip in our downstairs bathroom. When we got home it was no longer a drip. It wasn't a stream but it was a faster drip that filled up the yogurt container we where using to catch the water. We also noticed we didn't have a lot of hot water or water pressure in the rest of the house. Earl did some research and we learned we had to replace the dip stick on our hot water tank. So Sunday was spent doing that and taring out the walls in the bathroom. We where shocked to find black mold! We have most of it cleaned out now. We will have to replace the leaking pluming for the shower, the shower itself, and revamp the entire bathroom because of the ceder! This sucks! We where going to start our reno's upstairs and work our way down. Now we have to start in the bathroom down here instead. This is going to take a bite out of the money we where going to use outside this year, which sucks. I really want to get my flower beds in this year, but getting the hazard of black mold out of our house is of course more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. Have a good Tues ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2973053740911850329?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2973053740911850329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2973053740911850329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2973053740911850329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2973053740911850329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/tubb-of-tuesday_22.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R5YllrHSOlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/fYXG7JwjH5A/s72-c/200472104-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2474046642457674138</id><published>2008-01-15T11:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:42.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R40IVrHSOkI/AAAAAAAAAkE/szIL4CyMDeg/s1600-h/ks121756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R40IVrHSOkI/AAAAAAAAAkE/szIL4CyMDeg/s200/ks121756.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155786316852640322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll I'm back down to 191.4! That's at least where I was before X Mas. So I'll take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was so sick of sitting around watching Evan play so I decided to go out. I drove around for a couple of minutes then saw a sign for Servus Place here in St Albert. I remembered that they had an indoor play park so off we went. I was expecting to have to pay at least a couple of bucks to go in but it was free! We ran and played for about an hour, it was fun, but next time I'll have to bring provisions. An extra sippy cup, some snacks and a drink for me. He was so tired from all the running and playing he went down for his nap at 12:30! His choice! We had lunch when we got home and went down stairs. He had some milk grabbed his blanket and started up the stairs. I followed him of course, he went strait to his room, pulled his susie from the crib and popped it in. He pointed to the crib and said "uh". lol. Nap or sleep isn't part of his vocab yet. I'll definitely be going back to the indoor park on a regular bases. I'm super glade I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for me today. Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2474046642457674138?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2474046642457674138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2474046642457674138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2474046642457674138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2474046642457674138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/tubb-of-tuesday_15.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R40IVrHSOkI/AAAAAAAAAkE/szIL4CyMDeg/s72-c/ks121756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4271397486143303151</id><published>2008-01-10T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:42.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little better today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4b4ALHSOhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5HNNyBU3Alw/s1600-h/RBEE_46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4b4ALHSOhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5HNNyBU3Alw/s200/RBEE_46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154079505439144466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went a little better today. He didn't fight for hours, only half an hour. He ended up taking a nap around 1:30pm. So I figure I'll just start laying him down another 30 min later then usual. I sware he holds on to his poop till nap time. So I put him down, he fusses 10 min later so I go in and he's poopie! Silly child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the "joys" of parenting is learning to adapt to your child's changing schedule. Every time you think you got it all figured out, they up and change it! They certainly keep you on your toes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did really well on my diet today. I've stuck to it except for one timmies. I'm going to be saving one fruit serving for the party tomorrow. I am of course going to partake in the goodies so I'm going minimise the impact by including it as my snack serving too. I hope it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for me this evening. Have a good TGIF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4271397486143303151?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4271397486143303151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4271397486143303151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4271397486143303151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4271397486143303151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-better-today.html' title='A little better today'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4b4ALHSOhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5HNNyBU3Alw/s72-c/RBEE_46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2751401319587418944</id><published>2008-01-09T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:42.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4U1RbHSOgI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Z9GqOYJ7WlA/s1600-h/200149326-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4U1RbHSOgI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Z9GqOYJ7WlA/s200/200149326-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153583922047760898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beyond frustrated at this point. Evan is refusing to take his nap. This means he's dead tired by 5pm when its time to eat. Not only is he tired he's a tired asshole!!! I don't know what to do!!!!! If I keep him up he's out of control grumpy, he wants to go to bed at 6 at the latest, which means he'll be up at 4am! Do I have to put up with that? But he refuses to sleep! I'm in tears! I'm tired, I'm frustrated with him, what do I do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2751401319587418944?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2751401319587418944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2751401319587418944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2751401319587418944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2751401319587418944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title='I DON&apos;T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4U1RbHSOgI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Z9GqOYJ7WlA/s72-c/200149326-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4513190410012994761</id><published>2008-01-08T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:43.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4O637HSOfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/uQfIjCnUSM4/s1600-h/BCP039-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4O637HSOfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/uQfIjCnUSM4/s200/BCP039-15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153167868565797362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is of course Tubb of Tues so I stepped on the scale. I was flabbergasted and a little disgusted. I noticed my jeans where feeling a little tighter so I knew something was up. I was right my weight was up 4 whole pounds! I now weigh in at 194.8....again. It took me forever to get over this hump before, now I have to get under it all over again. (I hope that made sense) I'm really trying not to be to hard on myself, I had a great holiday, full of yummy stuff and good times. But I can't help but feel a little disappointed. Starting today I'm back on track. I got Earl to pull out my treadmill again (it was put away to make room for guests during X Mas) I've also been sticking to my diet plan for the last few days. I'm looking forward to my first night back at work on Wed. I only have 2 days a week to work but hopefully they will be full of stuff to do. I know there is a lot of organizing and cleaning to be done. The organizing part sounds good to me, I like organizing things, the cleaning doesn't sound so good. Things usually pick up again in March, when all the Summer stuff starts flying through the door, along with all the customers. I can't wait till Spring, but I know we have 2 or 3 more months to go. I shredded pounds like crazy last year. Work is so much more "work" in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earl and I have been talking more and more about having another baby. Well at least I've been thinking of it more and more for obvious reasons. I know I'm not emotionally ready yet for another one, I just feel like I want to get some control and communication started with Evan before I introduce a baby into the mix. My IUD is up in June this year. It's hard to believe 2.5 years can fly by that fast. I think we may try for another baby in the fall, that way I can get some great hours in at work and get closer to my goal weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm headed over to Jordanna's for a much needed visit tonight. You ladies always seem to lift my spirts. It's not just the weight, I'm having trouble getting back into a schedule I wasn't really happy with to begin with. Alone all day, Evan and me. Don't get me wrong I love my son with all my heart, but there is only so much you can do with a toddler, he still wants his own free play time, playing with him only lasted about 10 mins then he's off again doing his own thing. Some times just watching him is enough he does some of the funniest things now! Grown up kid things, my cheeks hurt from smiling, and I'm surprised by him every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordanna and I are going over our final plans for our show this Fri. I can't wait!!! I'm so looking forward to having a hobby again! Something to vent my creative juices. I find I get grumpy if I don't. I'm hoping it will help me with my battle of the bulge too. Hey, I can make cards and scrape book instead of eating snack after snack right? I'm also looking forward to seeing everyone. Steph is coming, she is such a good friend, but I don't get to see her very often anymore. Deb is coming as well, and I haven't had a chance to catch up with her since before Cal. Of course I'm also looking forward to getting together with you ladies, Jordanna and Leanne, it seems the three of us laugh so hard we cry every time we get together. I can't wait!!!!!!!!! So much to look forward too!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Tues!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4513190410012994761?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4513190410012994761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4513190410012994761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4513190410012994761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4513190410012994761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/tubb-of-tuesday.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4O637HSOfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/uQfIjCnUSM4/s72-c/BCP039-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-93908669212955516</id><published>2008-01-07T22:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:44.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Gladiators</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4McK7HSOeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/9hmzdKSoXO4/s1600-h/wolf_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4McK7HSOeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/9hmzdKSoXO4/s200/wolf_015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152993372634495458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4McFrHSOdI/AAAAAAAAAjM/AU80lkfpuAU/s1600-h/titan_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4McFrHSOdI/AAAAAAAAAjM/AU80lkfpuAU/s200/titan_009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152993282440182226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4McCLHSOcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/R63uGLb8sE4/s1600-h/Justice_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4McCLHSOcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/R63uGLb8sE4/s200/Justice_009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152993222310640066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4Mb-7HSObI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pgEatLQud4Y/s1600-h/venom_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4Mb-7HSObI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pgEatLQud4Y/s200/venom_008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152993166476065202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4Mb6bHSOaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/MGRym9RIS1s/s1600-h/siren_034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4Mb6bHSOaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/MGRym9RIS1s/s200/siren_034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152993089166653858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4Mb27HSOZI/AAAAAAAAAis/QGUvT43N85k/s1600-h/crush_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4Mb27HSOZI/AAAAAAAAAis/QGUvT43N85k/s200/crush_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152993029037111698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay call me weird but I remember watching the original American Gladiators as a child. So I was rather looking forward to the new show which aired for the 1st time yesterday. We recorded the 2 hour premiere and just finished watching it. I was impressed with the set which replaced all the old mats with water and in some cases fire! My only beef with the show is...where is my eye candy!!! The boys get the pics above- the girls are HOT! But us ladies get an 80's looking Arnold Shwartineger with a bad toupee, a hairy, dirty Neanderthal and a Mohawk wearing freak! That's only three of them! Non of them are even remotely attractive to me. Its a good thing the show is still as entertaining as ever. Good for you NBC you may have another winner here. I know I'll continue to tune in, mostly for the nostalgic memories, oh and at least you got the Huckster, but you may want him to cut out using his signature "brother" thing to often. Honestly it's getting a little annoying. Sorry Hulk but I still luv ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-93908669212955516?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/93908669212955516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=93908669212955516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/93908669212955516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/93908669212955516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='American Gladiators'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R4McK7HSOeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/9hmzdKSoXO4/s72-c/wolf_015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5770961276236055384</id><published>2007-12-23T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:45.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday on Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R26WVodQJjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/S4TdYoa4FSE/s1600-h/67008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R26WVodQJjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/S4TdYoa4FSE/s200/67008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147216722512586290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we arrived home yesterday, one day ahead of schedule.  We left a day early due to all the crazy snow storms in Washington.  We where afraid they may travel over the mountains to Interstate 15 which is the highway home. So I'm home early which is fine with me, I was looking forward to sleeping in my own bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip was great!  We had sooo much fun!  It was hectic at times, with to much we wanted to do, and with two toddlers to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on  to Tubb of Tuesday on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked!  Is my scale broken? I ate pizza, choclate, crackers, chips, hambergers, and yup more pizza.  My weight as of this morning is...drum roll please...189!!!!!  Wooohooo!  I don't get it...but...Wooohooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for me today.  I'll post some pics of my trip when I get a chance to load them.  After all a picture specks a thousand words and I don't like typing that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great X-Mas ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5770961276236055384?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5770961276236055384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5770961276236055384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5770961276236055384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5770961276236055384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/12/tubb-of-tuesday-on-sunday.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday on Sunday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R26WVodQJjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/S4TdYoa4FSE/s72-c/67008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7745797154582119422</id><published>2007-12-08T12:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:45.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiho Hiho its of to Calafornia I go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1sEKx55lrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cPhg6Uy8Uq8/s1600-h/FEL_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1sEKx55lrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cPhg6Uy8Uq8/s200/FEL_011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141707982814942898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its 2 in the afternoon and I'm almost ready to go! I am so organized! Hero cookie for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earl did a great job at almost finishing his honey do list yesterday so he's pretty much off the hook for today. Everything I have left to do I can't do until morning eg pack up Evan's bedding, playpen, music box etc. So I guess I can just relax for the evening, get a good nights sleep and look forward to tomorrow. I'm soooo excited! I hope I'll be able to sleep. I just got off the phone with Crystal and she's so excited she's almost in tears. I think that might be preggy hormones but to tell you the truth I'm almost at the same point. There was a few times while we where doing our running around this morning that the thought of hugging her and Mannix got me a little misty. Not to mention we went to my dad's on Thursday and there was alot of trifling through old stuff of mom's. All those memories came flooding back and I couldn't help but feel a lump in my throat. Some of her things such as the jewelery box my dad gave me have been sealed for so long still smelled of her. I'm looking forward to sharing those memories with Crystal as we unpack the crystal glasses, tea sets, and decorative spoons that where a small but memorable part of our childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember every year around this time my sister and I would be in charge of carefully pulling out all the fine china tea cups and silverware for our yearly New Years party, and XMas dinner. Or the even better times of sipping tea out of those beautiful dainty cups on cold winter nights when my dad was out of town. My mom would make squirrly jiggs and tea, then just us girls would sit at the dinning room table and just talk. I can remember feeling so special on those nights, like a grown up that's more special then the guests during the holidays. I'm looking forward to making squirlly jigs and tea with Crystal when all the boys are asleep, we will be able to sip tea from those very same cups and talk. I'm sure my mom will be watching. It will be nostalgic and a memory of our very own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. I'm going to grab a Kleenex now that I'm tearing up from the above memory and say goodbye. I'll see all of you in 2 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leanne I'll see you on boxing day at the latest.&lt;br /&gt;Jordanna I'll see you when you get a chance to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great two weeks ladys. Have fun shopping in the crazy malls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7745797154582119422?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7745797154582119422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7745797154582119422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7745797154582119422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7745797154582119422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiho-hiho-its-of-to-calafornia-i-go.html' title='Hiho Hiho its of to Calafornia I go!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1sEKx55lrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cPhg6Uy8Uq8/s72-c/FEL_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5481965122153760832</id><published>2007-12-05T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:45.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoooHooo!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1bnOR55lqI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HKMQVJ9EnSI/s1600-h/u20127819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1bnOR55lqI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HKMQVJ9EnSI/s200/u20127819.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140550257200436898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it official I'm now off for a month!!!! Yaaahoooo!!!!! No more smelly poinsettia fish gooo, no more being board and lonely, no more blowing dirt out of my nose when I get home! Well for a month anyway. I'm looking forward to leaving now more then ever, but I have an endless list of stuff to do before that happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- do laundry for all three of us&lt;br /&gt;- go visit Cindy and give her the key, an orchid I bought last night as a gift, and go through the baby cloths I lent her and keep what I want to keep. I'm super excited about giving her the orchid, its one I've never seen in the green house before. Its got like a million smaller blooms. In a dark choc brown, white and yellow colour. I know she wont have anything like it in her collection. I can't wait to give it to her, hopefully tonight she's free.&lt;br /&gt;- clean the house, I hate coming home after a trip to a dirty house. Coming home to a clean one that I can relax in makes coming home even better then leaving it. lol&lt;br /&gt;- pack us up of course. This may seem like a simple task to you but with an Evan its so much more work! I found out the hard way when we went to Lethbridge that if you forget something your F'ed! I have to pack his play pen, cloths, blankets, Mobile music thing, toys, DVDs, diapers, wipes, bum creams, bath stuff, sippy cups! OMG it never ends!!!! Who ever said it gets easier as they get older was lieing!!! When he was a new born he slept toys where not an issue! OMG do I miss those days. lol.&lt;br /&gt;- Tomorrow night we have to go pick up my contacts at WEM, a poinsettia as a gift for my dad...Booooo, down with goo! Then go over to my dads to pick up some stuff to haul down to my sister. He has some gifts, and some family items he wants to get out of the house before you know who gives them to her kids. Bitch! Those things have nothing to do with u!!!! Grrrrrrr it makes me so mad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bunch of other stuff too but those are the highlights. I wont bore you with all of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the first NS order in a few months yesterday. I have to say I love their new packaging! It's the same food from what I can tell so far, but all the packaging is colour coded by meal time! Eg Pink and white for dessert, green and white for lunch etc. It was so much easier to put away! Not to mention it looks so much prettier in the cupboard. lol. Since it was a new menu they of course snuck some of the new menu items into my order. I decided to try one of the honey mustered pretzel snacks last night when I got home from work. I usually hate honey mustered something about mustered and sweet bugs me, but it was super yummy!!!! I was pleasantly surprised! I'm truly hoping my body as passed it's platue I'm planning to sticking as close to the diet as possible while in Cal. I'm bringing some of my easy to pack stuff with me, the snacks, and bars, that sort of thing. I have the stuff I may as well eat it. Don't get me wrong I'm planning on having a good time, but there is moderation. I don't want to ruin all my hard work for the last year on a two week vacation. I will however be taking advantage of the free buffet at Disney land! Seconds? why yes. Dessert? x2? yes I'm in! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I've rambled on enough for today. Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5481965122153760832?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5481965122153760832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5481965122153760832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5481965122153760832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5481965122153760832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/12/wooohooo.html' title='WoooHooo!!!!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1bnOR55lqI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HKMQVJ9EnSI/s72-c/u20127819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-509530758522347086</id><published>2007-12-04T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:45.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb of Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1WCNR55lpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/n5IJNm2ev10/s1600-h/BCP023-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1WCNR55lpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/n5IJNm2ev10/s200/BCP023-28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140157714369451666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was happy to see a weight of 190.8 this morning. That's a loss of 1.2 this week. I thought for sure I gained. I've cheated sooo much this week, but at least I've been cheating smart. We've been eating on the go a lot lately. So much to do and so little time to do it. I've had Mc Donalds once mostly because we had Josh this weekend, if I hadn't been so hungry I would have found it gross. The other times have been at Subway and regular restaurants where I've been ordering smart. Do I'm surprised and proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My measurements are exactly the same this week so no news there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a non-weight loss note I leave for Cal in less then 5 days!!! yippee!!! A whole month off work will be great! We are so short staffed that I'm always alone! I'm going crazy! No one to talk to, I'm up to my eye balls in poinsettias, and the place is of course dead! I understand why they don't have two ppl on, but I feel so segregated and lonely at work. It sucks! I will also tell you I'm tired of watering those stupid pointed cetters! I'm tired of my hands and arms being covered in fish smelling poinsettia goop, I don't want to be there! I'm so not looking forward to working again tonight. I guess I'll just have to keep telling myself it's almost over. I can't wait to get out of here!!! I really need this brake! Not to mention I can't wait to hold Mannix in my arms, to hug my sister and spend some time with her. There is only so much I can take of just talking to her on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-509530758522347086?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/509530758522347086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=509530758522347086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/509530758522347086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/509530758522347086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/12/tubb-of-tuesday.html' title='Tubb of Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R1WCNR55lpI/AAAAAAAAAh8/n5IJNm2ev10/s72-c/BCP023-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-328175803088349489</id><published>2007-11-29T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:45.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R07ufMRddxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/G51TkmPYDSQ/s1600-h/hma0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R07ufMRddxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/G51TkmPYDSQ/s200/hma0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138306444514129682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've almost completed one thing on my "to do" list. It was a big one! Decorate the house for Christmas! Earl and I went out last night and went a little crazy, we bought some xmas village stuff to fill in the weird box hole on top of our fire place. I loved the village stuff at work, so we went ahead and did it. The funny thing is, it was Earl who said he wanted to do it, so we agreed and did it! We got the ski lodge, cathedral, a car sales building, a post office, and my personal fav the ornament shop, we also got some trees and bridges and figures and stuff. I also got a garland and lights for the fire place mantel. I think it looks fantastic! I love it! We decided to put the Xmas tree upstairs in the living room to allow more space and keep Evan fingers away from it. Next year it will go down stairs. But I think I'll still want one upstairs so it can be in the front window of the house. I love when ppl do that, it looks so pretty. I also got a super cute wreath for the front door, which is something I wanted to do ages ago. I would like to switch one out for every season. Call me girly but I like the way a wreath looks on a door, it's welcoming! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it for me today. I got more accomplished then I thought I would last night. Maybe we won't need a baby sitter on Sat. Evan was really good last night, we went to Canadian Tire and 2 Ronas! Having the car carts with steering wheels seems to help, if only Walmart had car carts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-328175803088349489?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/328175803088349489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=328175803088349489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/328175803088349489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/328175803088349489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R07ufMRddxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/G51TkmPYDSQ/s72-c/hma0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-9183578415084353635</id><published>2007-11-28T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:46.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new computer case</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R02kQcRddwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/cwihkr5jUD4/s1600-h/106575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R02kQcRddwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/cwihkr5jUD4/s200/106575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137943352273893122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is now what my computer case looks like. Pretty cool huh. My computer was getting slow so Earl gave me an upgrade! This meant I had to upgrade to a bigger case. Now it looks like I'm compensating for something, it's huge! It's almost as tall as my desk! the front panel with the purple circles also lights up blue! Earl also put a blue fan in the inside since it has a windowed panel on the side. It's super cool! I love it! I feel like such a gamer! To bad all I play is Pogo, lol, and sims once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a jam packed couple of weeks before I leave for Cal. Today at 3pm we are taking our dogs in to get their kennel cough shot. Tomorrow Steph is coming over for a visit. I still have to get my hair done, decorate the xmas tree which includes getting an extension cord. Clean the house so it's ready for Xmas when we get back, oh and all the packing and list making included in going for a trip. I've started making a list of things NOT to forget. Baby night light, baby lullaby thingy, gifts for sis and family from here. You know all the odd things. I'm soooo looking forward to getting away. The daily grind is really starting to get to me. Not to mention all the drama going on in Earl's family. I'm just getting soooo sick of it all! All the winny, bitching, bullshit! I'm so over it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone want to baby sit an Evan one evening this weekend? Ave is going to Vancouver. Don't ask I don't get it either. So much for buying that Victorian house and opening a tea house. Again don't ask, unless where in person. Explaining would be way to much typing. Earl and I are going to have to get some stuff done. Sat would be great since I work till 5:30 and Sun I work till 4:30, and things close yearly. We have to shop for car toys, get automatic fish feeders, etc. It's so hard to get running around done with him when we have to stop at mutable places for one or two items. Let me know if your interested? Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-9183578415084353635?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/9183578415084353635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=9183578415084353635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/9183578415084353635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/9183578415084353635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-new-computer-case.html' title='My new computer case'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R02kQcRddwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/cwihkr5jUD4/s72-c/106575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6409438868674785310</id><published>2007-11-27T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:46.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday...Grrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0xGR8RddvI/AAAAAAAAAhk/2kWoeMSvWUQ/s1600-h/scale+pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0xGR8RddvI/AAAAAAAAAhk/2kWoeMSvWUQ/s200/scale+pink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137558548973975282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRR! I've been such a good girl! Only .2 lost! GRRRR! What more can I do! I know it gets harder the further one gets along in the journey but come on! I want to see some results for my hard work! I've been eating right, jogging on my treadmill, doing my power cord work out, plus working. I don't have any more time to invest in exercise. I don't know what to do. Maybe measurements will show some change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arms: 13 each- one inch down&lt;br /&gt;Hip: 45- no change, man that's a hard area to work, I've been trying. That lower tire just doesn't want to budge.&lt;br /&gt;Waist: Got some great results here 40 that's down 2 whole inches!&lt;br /&gt;Thigh: 24 That's down 1 inch each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that makes me feel a little better. I guess I'll just keep at it and hopefully it will pay off this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6409438868674785310?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6409438868674785310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6409438868674785310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6409438868674785310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6409438868674785310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/tub-off-tuesdaygrrr.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday...Grrr!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0xGR8RddvI/AAAAAAAAAhk/2kWoeMSvWUQ/s72-c/scale+pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8134800915410517015</id><published>2007-11-24T20:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:46.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Plus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0kAUsRddtI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WFiRaVpoUGk/s1600-h/73013956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0kAUsRddtI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WFiRaVpoUGk/s200/73013956.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136637205474539218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge announcement. Okay not huge, skinny! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer a + size girl!!!! Yahoo!!!! No more paying $50 - $90 for a pair of jeans. It's money in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from shopping for a long over due pair of new jeans. I went into reitmens tonight and tried on the size 15 on the regular side and they fit!!!! Not only that but I also bought a hoodie at Old Navy. {Huge sale this week} I bought a Large mens! Earl bought a mens M and guess what, it's to small! Hehehehe. I am finally the same size on top as Earl!!!! In hoodies at least. When I fit his jeans then I'll really celebrate. Okay so I'm still the largest size, but I'm in the regular size! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my happy, happy story for the week. I'm hopping the scale will show a good number this week. I've been a pretty good girl so I'm hoping for results. I only have 2 more weeks before I leave. I'm sure my sis will be shocked regardless but every pound counts for so much now that I've lost so many inches.  Not to mention I would love to finish my mini challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your weekend was as good or better then mine. Have a happy Monday. Or as happy as a Monday can be anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8134800915410517015?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8134800915410517015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8134800915410517015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8134800915410517015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8134800915410517015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-more-plus.html' title='No more Plus!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0kAUsRddtI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WFiRaVpoUGk/s72-c/73013956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1640589735136336472</id><published>2007-11-21T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:46.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bally Power Cord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0SWkcRddsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/l7tW5DpXXhk/s1600-h/u24662815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0SWkcRddsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/l7tW5DpXXhk/s200/u24662815.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135395027918091970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have found a picture of this product so you could all know exactly what it looks like, but I can't find one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so I was watching Biggest Loser about a month ago and one of the trainers said that a power cord is a great all purpose piece of exercise equipment. I know I need to start toning my body in my problem areas so I figured I would give one a try. So I went to Walmart last week and found a great product. It costs under $30! It's called the Bally Total Fitness Power Cord. It comes in a box with an instructional DVD. I just finished doing the workout for the 1st time. I can see how once you've learned the moves and can up the reps this is a great tool! The DVD itself was short and I found I had to do it twice to feel anything. I found the cord strong and well made, the DVD was helpful and easy to understand. The cord itself looks like a strechie skipping rope. So of course you can use it as cardio and actually skip with it. This would be great for ppl who want a gym on the go. The DVD also went through about 25 moves that works every part of your body. Legs, arms, abs, butt you name it. So if your able pick it up, its cheep, easy to store, and easy to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1640589735136336472?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1640589735136336472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1640589735136336472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1640589735136336472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1640589735136336472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/bally-power-cord.html' title='Bally Power Cord'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0SWkcRddsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/l7tW5DpXXhk/s72-c/u24662815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7903963673374565075</id><published>2007-11-20T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:47.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0MJasRddrI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XEG8nCZ4zbo/s1600-h/F97-268063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0MJasRddrI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XEG8nCZ4zbo/s200/F97-268063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134958354298140338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I stepped on the scale and was relieved to see 192.2. This puts me under my lowest weight (before AF) with a loss of .2. I'll take it! I'm not going to bother measuring today, I'm sure the numbers are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been writing a lot, Evan has been a real handful. He's waking up at night which means I need a nap before work. He's also been rather snugly lately. God forbid I leave him on the other side of the gate to play while I type. I think he's been getting over a cold or teething and growing, I guess that's what kids do. Work has also been super busy, X-mas stuff, a plant delivery and getting ready for inventory has kept us jumping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that poinsettias get a white goo if they get water droplets on them? Yup! It's really disgusting! So all the poinsettias have to be watered by hand! It takes forever. It's only Nov and we have 10 carts of them. All different sizes. I also have to say that poinsettias in large numbers stink! Just thought I would let you know. Never fill your house with them, the official x-mas foliage should be bought in moderation. To bad they look so nice in large groups. Not to mention they are poisonous to your pets, so watch out if your kittys and puppys like to eat your house plants. The odds of them dieing are slim to none, they would have to eat a whole huge plant. But a little bit for a small animal could upset there tummies and you may have a mess to clean up. Opt for a x-mas (zyco) cacti instead. They last for years, are very hardy, and they bloom in the winter! I know I want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday night I went to a Close to My Heart show, it was a last minute thing. I knew Vicky was holding it, but I wasn't sure I wanted to go. When Jordanna told me we would be making an x-mas card, I figured I'd go. I hate the ones where you make the first page in a scrap book, I always take pics I have replacements for, My pages always seem to get lost or damaged. I hate that! Not to mention I wasn't overly impressed with the other scrapbook home shows before. I didn't like the style or price of the supplies. This show however was different! I loved their stuff. It was reasonably priced for the quality of product, the product looked classy and not cheap, and it left room to mix and match other product with their stuff. No special page holders for their albums etc. Check out the website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.scrapbooksandstamps.myctmh.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to the stamps, they are sooooo cool! I'm hoping to have a show in Jan. So I'm afraid I'll have to make another first page that will never be in an album. Time to brake out the doubles I guess. The page never matches the product you want to buy since the consultant provides the materials. I do want to use their scrap booking product before I buy it so I guess it just has to be done. Maybe this company is different, maybe we get a paper choice? I guess I'll see. I've always wanted to scrape book but I found it overwhelming, and expensive. I guess I'm ready to invest now that I've found a company I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for me. Have a good Tues Ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7903963673374565075?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7903963673374565075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7903963673374565075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7903963673374565075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7903963673374565075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/tub-off-tuesday_20.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/R0MJasRddrI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XEG8nCZ4zbo/s72-c/F97-268063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8460039494846655858</id><published>2007-11-13T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:47.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzngrqAijaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/R_SXMfiZjVg/s1600-h/scale+pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzngrqAijaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/R_SXMfiZjVg/s200/scale+pink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132380290980941218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you AF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scale says I gained? Stupid AF! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained a whole 1.5! That's over half of what I lost last week. Grrrr. Nature sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed the same for most of my measurements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thighs 25 both sides&lt;br /&gt;Hip still 45.&lt;br /&gt;Waist lost .5 inch for a total of 41.5&lt;br /&gt;Upper Arms still at 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great long weekend. (if you had Mon off) I also hope you had a chance to either attend a service on Sunday or at least pause for a moment to remember the men and women who have fallen for our freedom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the service at my dad's legion on Sun morning. It was outside so it was short and sweet. It didn't feel cold at first but by the end we where all shivering a little. One of the legion guys let all the ladies with little ones sneak through a back entrance to warm them up sooner. The wait to get inside the front way would have taken at least 20 min extra. We didn't stay long after the service since it was packed and of course Evan was being a squirmy worm. So we went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked that day a short 4 hour shift 2-6pm when we closed. It was crazy!!! I sold like 35 fack x-mas trees! (no real ones yet) Not to mention every year Rona puts out the x-mas village display. Thats all those cute lite up houses and figures. Anyway it's been up for a week and all the figures are starting to brake from all the little fingers. One of the bumper car figures was decapitated along with a clown, a cow, and another shopping type man. Oh well. I guess ppl will get the idea of how things look. The village has been set up for 1 week and we've already sold out of some items. Its great to see things fly out the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green house is also full, full, full! Lots to tend to and to water. But like the rest of AB staff is short so I'm afraid some of the plants that need daily watering are suffering. But once they get a good long drink they'll bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8460039494846655858?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8460039494846655858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8460039494846655858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8460039494846655858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8460039494846655858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/tub-off-tuesday_13.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzngrqAijaI/AAAAAAAAAg0/R_SXMfiZjVg/s72-c/scale+pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2474635764393043436</id><published>2007-11-08T09:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:47.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pets! Grrrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzNE-KAijZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/riuD4DsibJY/s1600-h/100_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzNE-KAijZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/riuD4DsibJY/s200/100_0463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130520235134324114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we got these stupid fish for Earls Birthday as you all know. We have the two tanks, the big one 30 gal in the living room and a small 10 gal down stairs here in the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden Kess our girl dog has noticed the things swimming around in there! At first it was just the small tank since its down a little lower to the floor then the big one. She hops up to look and trys to bit the glass! Silly dog. She wines and fusses constantly. I noticed this morning after I feed the fish b-fast that she's noticed the big tank too! I hope she'll get used to them, or else every meal will be interrupted by her constant fussing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought the cat would be the problem. That's why we made sure the cover on both tanks would support his fatness. Aren't cats supposed to like to eat fish! Not dogs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I guess we will deal. If it continues I'm x'ing the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for my glue gun yesterday and came across my old food journal. I started trying to lose weight 3 months after Evan was born.  I watched what I was eating and used information from Weight Watchers.  I used the points as if I was going to the meetings and weighed in every week. My first weigh in was on July 7th! I couldn't believe how much it was, I weighted 266 pounds! Granted that was on my old crappy scale but still it wasn't that far off! So if you subtract me current weight from that I've lost a total of 74 pounds! OMG! Now I don't feel so bad about lieing to get goal bear. I really have lost those extra 20 pounds. Not that I'm lieing yet, but the day will come when I've reached the 170 mark and I'm going to fudge my numbers a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today! Luv ya ladies! Have a good Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2474635764393043436?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2474635764393043436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2474635764393043436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2474635764393043436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2474635764393043436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/pets-grrrr.html' title='Pets! Grrrr!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzNE-KAijZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/riuD4DsibJY/s72-c/100_0463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4636413904099909756</id><published>2007-11-07T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:47.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are the days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzHon_l2pQI/AAAAAAAAAgg/PsKwNdpq9RI/s1600-h/100_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzHon_l2pQI/AAAAAAAAAgg/PsKwNdpq9RI/s320/100_0497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130137224334451970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a good mommy day! I was playing with Evan on our 4th level. We where rolling the ball, reading and I was trying to teach him to build with his mega blocks, the usual play with a 19 month old. He walked by me, turned around, looked me straight in the eye and puckered up! He was making kissing motions with his lips and running full throttle towards me. Then he landed on my lap on his knees (which hurt by the way) and planted one right on my cheek! Then my lips, then my other cheek! It was slobbery and wonderful, I couldn't help but smile ear to ear! He had given kisses before but never on his own, he always had to be asked, or I think he was copying me or daddy after we kissed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments when all the worry, all the pain, all sticks in the bicycle wheels of life are worth it! For all the tumbles, all the tears, there is moments like these that make being a mom worth while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4636413904099909756?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4636413904099909756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4636413904099909756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4636413904099909756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4636413904099909756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/these-are-days.html' title='These are the days!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzHon_l2pQI/AAAAAAAAAgg/PsKwNdpq9RI/s72-c/100_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6989204130947242793</id><published>2007-11-06T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:47.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzCPRfl2pPI/AAAAAAAAAgY/diSxF2NK3DE/s1600-h/67008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzCPRfl2pPI/AAAAAAAAAgY/diSxF2NK3DE/s400/67008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129757506275812594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was super surprised to see a 2 pound loss this week. With the trip to Lethbridge and all the snacking in the car I figured for sure I would have gained or hopefully stayed the same. I am pleasantly surprised to be 192.6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My measurements showed absolutely no change. My TOM is coming I can feel it. I got a major case of the munchies lately and I'm a mega bitch, so I know AF is one her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Evan's follow up appointment about his talking. I was shocked when I made out my list of his new words. He's gained 12 more! The repetitive nature of what I was told to do is obviously working. Dr Anderson was pleased and wants to see us again in 3 months to see how he's doing. I was relieved when he squeezed my shoulder and said "See nothing to worry about. I never tell my parents there kids are abnormal, this is why I love pediatrics, it never stops amazing me." I love my Doc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for me today. Have a great Tues ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6989204130947242793?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6989204130947242793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6989204130947242793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6989204130947242793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6989204130947242793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/tub-off-tuesday.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RzCPRfl2pPI/AAAAAAAAAgY/diSxF2NK3DE/s72-c/67008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5808088474054225748</id><published>2007-11-05T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:48.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethbridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Ry9BB_l2pOI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EtomL2fkUkI/s1600-h/200120351-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Ry9BB_l2pOI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EtomL2fkUkI/s400/200120351-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129390003104163042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me never to move to Lethbridge! Its way to windy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all in all the trip was okay, I mean we where going down for a funeral. Evan refused to sleep the whole way down, and since we where in a new place he didn't want to sleep in the hotel either. By 9pm I was done, my temper was shot, so I went swimming while Earl tryed for an hour to get him to sleep. I had forgotten his mobile music which I think had a whole lot to do with the situation. I also forgot his night lite. Oh well I'll remember for the Cal trip that's for sure. He was so exosted, his eyes where so red, and he would run then fall to his knees and lay down for 2 seconds then back up he went. At 10 when I was finished swimming and I came back up to the room, he was still up! So we decided to put him back in his car seat and find Walmart for a night light and mobile/ music box. He was out cold as soon as we where 3 blocks from the hotel. We did find Walmart and picked up the items we needed just in case he woke up during transfer from the van. When we got back to the hotel he did wake up. We plugged in the night light and I layed him down with me and he finally slept for the rest of the night. It was 11:30 at this point. Since he went to bed so late he slept in so we missed the continental b-fast that was included in our room rate. We ended up at Smittys instead. Oh well lesson learned. We knew there would be some kinks this trip, it's a good thing we found out now instead of in Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the service, he was quite since we kept him distracted as much as possible. After the service we just let him run! Most of the family took turns just following him around, up and down stairs, across huge expanses of floor, and through every door in the place. Needless to say he was out before we hit the highway on the way home. He slept for about an hour and a half. He only got cranky when he got hungry around Airdree then when we hit the Edmonton city limits. Other then that the ride home was way more stress free. He was clearly happy to be home when we rolled into the driveway. But he also went to bed without a fuss, you could see the sigh of relief when we put him down in his own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell from this trip the the first day to Cal will be hell, then after that we should be much better, as long as we let him burn off his energy for an hour or two every day. Thank God for our van's DVD, for his benefit and mine! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5808088474054225748?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5808088474054225748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5808088474054225748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5808088474054225748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5808088474054225748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/11/lethbridge.html' title='Lethbridge'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Ry9BB_l2pOI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EtomL2fkUkI/s72-c/200120351-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-35517964759711270</id><published>2007-10-31T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:48.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RyjP9vl2pNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/VhfsgcElaUE/s1600-h/KS96067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RyjP9vl2pNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/VhfsgcElaUE/s400/KS96067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127576835415516370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at first not going to bother dressing Evan up since we aren't really giving out candy this year. Since we have Earl's Grampa's service this weekend it was either give out candy or stay in a hotel. We picked the staying in a hotel for the night in Lethbridge so we wouldn't have to rush and drive there and back (10 total hours) in one day. So where turning off all the lights and taking off to make our rounds with Evan. Grama and Gramps house here in Akins, Mike and Leanne's, and who knows where else. I'm planning on picking up a costume of some kind after Evan wakes up from his nap. I hope they are on clearance already, that would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called make my hair appointment at my regular salon here in St A. I left a message on the answering machine on Mon. When I didn't hear from the Mattar family, (they own the salon and I went to Jobies with their daughters) I figured something was going on. She usually calls me back with in the hour. So yesterday I called again. Sure enough something was going on! They where in the process of moving to bc! Kelowna to be exact. Whats with everyone moving! That's the second family moving to bc, both I know from jobies! Anyway the Dad was still around and he filled me in on everything going on. All three daughters moved with them. The mom was already there with them. Today was his last day, he's flying out tonight to join them. They've sold everything but one condo which they are renting out, just in case. The things sold include the salon! So my hair was done by some one other then one of the Mattars for the first time in over 8 years. As you can imagine I was a little nerves. The young lady of 25 that bought this small but well astonished business was great! She was friendly, talkative, and did a great job on my hair and Evan's!. So despite the change I'll still be loyal Salon Perron customer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything is well your in worlds.  See you tonight Leanne! Around 8?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-35517964759711270?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/35517964759711270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=35517964759711270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/35517964759711270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/35517964759711270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RyjP9vl2pNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/VhfsgcElaUE/s72-c/KS96067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2000175829677915068</id><published>2007-10-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:48.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RydHX_l2pMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lIkcov9Q-SE/s1600-h/u18216727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RydHX_l2pMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lIkcov9Q-SE/s400/u18216727.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127145178317366466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally have good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost a total of 1.4 pounds!!! yippee! Finally the scale moved in the right direction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got some results on my measurements this week with a total loss of 1.5 inches. My thigh and arm inches stayed the same, which is no surprise. But I lost .5 on my hip and a whole inch on my waist. I guess the jogging and poloties (I have no idea how to spell it) is starting to pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another weight loss note I've decided to change my goal weight. With all the muscle I've gained over the super months I'm pretty sure that another 55 pounds was an unreasonable amount of weight to lose. So I've cut it by 20 pounds to a total goal of weighing in at 170. I just don't believe my body will ever be smaller then 170-165, its just not possible at this point. Accordingly I've changed my mini goal to 10 pounds before my Trip to Cal on Dec 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed back please. Am I going to easy on myself? Should I push myself harder? Should I be aiming for 160 or 165? You've seen me recently ladies so do I look like a weigh 195 pounds? A lady at work and Andrea where shocked that I weighed that much! They thought I looked like I am 170! Where they being nice? What to do, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have some news unrelated to my weight loss journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Lethbridge on Friday. Earl's Grandpa has finally passed away...for sure this time. So that's where I'll be this weekend. Andrea already has the key to our house to care for the zoo of dogs, cat and fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our snail infestation seems to be caring for itself at this point. About 12 of the 22 snails have been sucked up by the filter. They seem to let go of the glass as if to say "look mom no hands!" I can just hear all the other snails yelling don't do it man it's suicide. It truly is since they flout around the tank not able to do anything, then they get sucked up. I'm still doing a daily count to make sure the numbers aren't getting out of hand. But so far they are doing nothing bad except cleaning the rocks and glass, so I'll leave them until I notice something bad going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. &lt;br /&gt;Please leave me some feed back on my weight goal. I'm lost. I know it's my battle and my choice, but I do need some advise. hint hint Jordanna and Leanne. Luv you ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2000175829677915068?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2000175829677915068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2000175829677915068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2000175829677915068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2000175829677915068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/tub-off-tuesday_30.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RydHX_l2pMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lIkcov9Q-SE/s72-c/u18216727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5468023929105730221</id><published>2007-10-25T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:48.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treadmill stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RyCs-_l2pLI/AAAAAAAAAf4/fsDz4jOnlF0/s1600-h/fl01s011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RyCs-_l2pLI/AAAAAAAAAf4/fsDz4jOnlF0/s400/fl01s011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125286574169695410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did it. I went on my treadmill last night after Evan went to bed. I was shocked at how fast I wanted to and could go. I was only on it for 35 min but I was walking between 3 and 3.5 and I even worked my way up to a jog at 4.5! I jogged! I've never jogged! I was listening to my tunes and a good song came on, I just felt like going faster! Needless to say I was sweating like crazy which is of course good. In total I burned 151 cals! Cool! I stopped after 35 min because I didn't want to push myself to the point of never wanting to do it again. I figured 5 min total of jogging for the first time was enough. I'm also surprisingly not sore this morning. I work tonight and I believe we're getting a tropical plant order, so there will be lots of lifting involved. It hasn't been overly busy lately but I don't want to be too tired tonight. I've decided to not work out on he days I work since I never know how physical my shift will be. If its not to physical the day before I'll exercise for longer on my days off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it from the now jogger. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5468023929105730221?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5468023929105730221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5468023929105730221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5468023929105730221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5468023929105730221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/treadmill-stuff.html' title='Treadmill stuff'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RyCs-_l2pLI/AAAAAAAAAf4/fsDz4jOnlF0/s72-c/fl01s011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-470047169768347678</id><published>2007-10-24T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:49.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rx-TZgt-mSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/6byuRNT-hZk/s1600-h/jba0854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rx-TZgt-mSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/6byuRNT-hZk/s400/jba0854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124976967459707170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how warm it is outside today! Since it was sooo warm Evan and I went for a romp in the field by our house. I can't wait till he's old enough that we can go to the park and play in the sand, swing on the swings together, rank up leaves and jump in, build snow men, and sooo much more. To be honest playing with him right now is rather boring. He just runs around and I follow. Not all that thrilling to be honest. I would love to find another mom to hang out with but even then I would still be chasing Evan so really there's almost no point. Again, I can't wait till we can actually play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the snail infestation. I was doing some research on the net and found some info on snails. Apparently snails are great to have in a fish tank. They clean it up like little vacuum cleaners. The 1 inch of fish per gal of water still applys so we'll have to watch that. We still have plenty of room in the tank so I'll just have to watch how big they get. Some of them may have to get moved to the 10 gal or just plain flushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my 20 x 2 min work out on Monday afternoon. I had forgotten how hard it was till yesterday and today. I can still barley move! I am planning on going on my treadmill tonight after Evan goes to bed. His napping schedule is out of whack lately, not to mention my treadmill is still in the living room up stairs with no TV, so in order to make it bearable I would have to put on my Ipod, which makes listening for him impossible. So Earl will just have to listen for him while I walk. Or maybe I'll go for a walk after dinner since it's so warm outside today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-470047169768347678?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/470047169768347678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=470047169768347678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/470047169768347678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/470047169768347678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cant-believe-how-warm-it-is-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rx-TZgt-mSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/6byuRNT-hZk/s72-c/jba0854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-6000205874946951180</id><published>2007-10-23T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:49.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rx45sgt-mRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KB7hpbiZ5Jo/s1600-h/u16012299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rx45sgt-mRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KB7hpbiZ5Jo/s400/u16012299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124596862854011154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we have a snail infestation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a 30 gal tank and a 10 gal tank. The pet store guy suggested we get some starter fish for both tanks so we got some striped danos for the big tank and some tetras for the small tank. After about 2 days we noticed some tiny snails in the small tank, we where of course surprised! We eventually moved all the fish from the little tank to the big tank including the 3 mystery snails. They got sucked up by the bigger stronger filter in the big tank so we figured, oh well nothing lost, they where free snails anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I feed the fish and noticed more mystery snails crawling around on one of the plants. As I looked around and saw more, and yet more! A total of 22 tiny little snails! Crazy! So from 3 free snail we have now gained 22 free snails. So imagine for a second if you will that 3 snails makes 22 snails (from what I can see) so if 22 snails lay eggs or do what snails do we will end up with over 100 snails!!!! crazy!!!! We don't know what we are going to do. I don't want to kill the snails since they are living creatures, not to mention they are kinda cool. They're shells are chocolate brown with gold shinny spots. We do have the 10 gal to move some into if needed, but I'm a little nervous as to how many snails one tank can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's Tues I figured I would up date you on my battle of the bulge. I did weigh myself this morning and I'm still up from my lowest recorded weight. But down a little at 197.3. I've decided to start measuring and tracking inches as well as pounds since the scale isn't being very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've explained I've been doing a lot of lifting at work which is adding to 0 lost or worse gaining on the scale. This is causing a discouraging feeling, which means "I don't care" which means I cheat, which causes even more discouraging results. Earl says I've been losing inches like crazy but I need to see some true numbers to feel like I'm getting some where. So here they are as embarrassing as it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thigh - left 25/right 25 - great I'm even lol&lt;br /&gt;Upper arm flab - left 14/right 14-even again &lt;br /&gt;Hip (including bottom tire) - 45 inches&lt;br /&gt;Waist (including top tire) - 42 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there it is in all its glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next week for the riveting continuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-6000205874946951180?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/6000205874946951180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=6000205874946951180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6000205874946951180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/6000205874946951180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/snails.html' title='Snails!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rx45sgt-mRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KB7hpbiZ5Jo/s72-c/u16012299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2091529906467004319</id><published>2007-10-16T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:49.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RxUAJAt-mQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nJJb1pewyF8/s1600-h/BCP023-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RxUAJAt-mQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nJJb1pewyF8/s400/BCP023-32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122000306015475970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my issue lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care! lol...I mean I do care but I've felt soooo tired, so run down, so fed-up with what I'm not sure. I honestly don't know whats getting to me lately. I thought is was because I needed an Evan brake, but Earl and I went out on Saturday and I feel a little better, but still feel like I'm in a funk. I don't get it. Anyway so I got up this morning and I've followed program so far today. Oh...except those 10 gold fish crackers I stole from Evan. But other then that I'm right on track. Half a day down, 6.5 more to go. lol...I'm going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2091529906467004319?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2091529906467004319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2091529906467004319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2091529906467004319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2091529906467004319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/tub-off-tuesday_16.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RxUAJAt-mQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nJJb1pewyF8/s72-c/BCP023-32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4785226112235829269</id><published>2007-10-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:49.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw-M4At-mPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aX6obYwi06g/s1600-h/hma0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw-M4At-mPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aX6obYwi06g/s400/hma0057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120466195236952306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so yesterday one of my posts was about Earl's grandpa. The night I wrote it Earl received a phone call saying that his grandpa was being pulled from life support and would be gone. Earl went through the initial morning process and fell asleep rather late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day when he received a phone call from his mom at work he was surprised to hear he was still alive!!!! What a spirit to live! He's now on morphine and oxygen, he's still in really bad shape, his quality of life is pretty much nill. Earl's dad and brothers where surprised to learn the news but where shocked to see the shape he was truly in. They signed a do not resesitate order and headed back home to play the weighting game in the peace of their families. So that's the story, crazy huh!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the doctors are giving anywhere from a day to a week. So the waiting game begins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, weird things happen I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4785226112235829269?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4785226112235829269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4785226112235829269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4785226112235829269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4785226112235829269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw-M4At-mPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aX6obYwi06g/s72-c/hma0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-3351340926099752405</id><published>2007-10-10T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:50.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw2c2Qt-mOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pOFUKG-cUDo/s1600-h/u17054038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw2c2Qt-mOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pOFUKG-cUDo/s400/u17054038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119920807404804322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing the below post Earl was on the phone with his mom.  Earl's Grandpa has pasted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had the pleasure of meeting this man once.  I have to say that dispite his age (93) he was very alert, talkative, and full of the stories only someone of his age could tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me about driving to school in a horse and buggy, about having a new fangled phone installed in his family home, he told me about playing goaly with news papers tied to his shins as shin pads.  I could go on and on with all the interesting things he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May he live peacfully on the other side with all the loved ones he has lost through the years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye Great Grandpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-3351340926099752405?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/3351340926099752405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=3351340926099752405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3351340926099752405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/3351340926099752405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-man.html' title='A Great Man'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw2c2Qt-mOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pOFUKG-cUDo/s72-c/u17054038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1962390026060256271</id><published>2007-10-10T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:50.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw2UIQt-mNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HV3zG8AllNA/s1600-h/200429181-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw2UIQt-mNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HV3zG8AllNA/s320/200429181-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119911221037799634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so Evan's shots went pretty good last night.  He got them in his arms this time "thank God" which ment I didn't have to struggle with him half naked.  The first shot there was barely a wimper!  The second there was a small amount of tears, I would say not even 2 seconds worth.  He hugged me then turned to the nurse with a smile!  As if to say "I know you didn't mean to hurt me.  You where doing what you had to do." lol. Then he ran over to dad, grabbed his car keys and continued to try and unlock the cupboards he was detirmaned to get into earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also the usule questions about his development.  Talking came up which I have to say I've been a little worried about.  Suposadly a child Evan's age should have a speeking vocab of 50 words!  WHAT!!!  ARE U KIDDING ME!!!!!  THAT SEEMS CRAZY TO ME!!!  I felt a little worried and guilty when I left with some extra information and a number to call.  A number for a speech theropisit!  WHAT!!!  Is it really that bad!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I also had to take Evan for his 18 month check up to Dr Anderson.  He was happy with his size, weight and head mesuaments.  He asked if I had any concerns.  I mentioned the talking and Capital Healths reaction.  He simply shook his head, reasured me not to worry that much, not to call the speach theropist yet and gave me a plan.  So for all of you coming into contact with Evan here is the plan.  We have to repeat everything 3 times.  If he hands us something for example his milk cup.  We say "More Milk?"  count to 5 in our heads, say "More Milk?"  count to 5..."More Milk?"  count to five...then give him more milk.  All he's really doing the whole time your talking and counting is getting more and more upset, he gets down right mad!  But I'll continue.  For those of you who think I'm being lazy, you try it for one whole day and see how hard it really is.  I dare you.  Only imagin a fussey, crying, or screaming 18 month old at your feet, is he really listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then all that Earl's Granpa is again in the hospital.  So it looks like a trip to Lethbridge is going to be coming sooner then we thought.  Like maybe as soon as tomarrow.  We are on alert to leave so I guess we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1962390026060256271?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1962390026060256271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1962390026060256271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1962390026060256271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1962390026060256271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/baby-talk.html' title='Baby Talk'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rw2UIQt-mNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HV3zG8AllNA/s72-c/200429181-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1373283499527495081</id><published>2007-10-09T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:50.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rwuqkwt-mMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Z-uXDhf0aF4/s1600-h/MDL055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rwuqkwt-mMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Z-uXDhf0aF4/s320/MDL055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119372949966461122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great Turkey day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the scale was not very nice to me this morning, but it could have been meaner. I had a gain of .4 which could be worse I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cheating sooo much lately. I've been skipping my vegi servings the last 2 days-I'm just not interested in munching on vegis lately, and I'm sure the pizza couldn't have helped last night. I can sure tell my TOM is coming since I never seem to feel completely full. Munchy crazy I am these days for toast, cheese and popcorn anyway. I guess I'm just going to have to keep myself busy this week. I'm planning on taking Evan out to play with the leaves when he wakes up from his nap today. I took some pics of him last year so I really want to keep it up every year. My sister loves getting photos of him in the changing seasons. That should keep my busy for a couple of hours anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Evan's 18 month needles. I have a feeling this one might suck! He's becoming so much more aware of whats around him. He knows what he wants, and he wants it now!!!!! lol...I guess it had to happen, he's more of a handful now then ever before. I'm dealing but I think I'm going to have to start the time out thing soon, or he'll never learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some excitement in the neighborhood yesterday. At about 11am the swat team rushed in to a house on the street that both Darcy (our x border)and my friend Cindy live on. This is one of the main roads in Akinsdale. There was still tons of cops in the area as of 12am last night. There is an unmarked cruiser sitting around the corner in my crescent since our crescent connects another main road to the street the house was on. They are obviously waiting to see if someone shows up. I'm curious as to what the hell is going on. Am I in danger if I want to go out and walk around? Is there a dangerous man or women on the prowl in my neighborhood? There must be a media black out on the situation because there has been nothing on the news or in the papers, but I also don't get any of the Edmonton papers. They would just pile up and be a fire hazard anyway. So I may walk by there to 7-11 and get the edm sun later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today, I'll keep you posted on the crazy situation. I hope good old St A isn't going to end up like 97th street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Tues ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1373283499527495081?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1373283499527495081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1373283499527495081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1373283499527495081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1373283499527495081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/tub-off-tuesday.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rwuqkwt-mMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Z-uXDhf0aF4/s72-c/MDL055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7765465148841660112</id><published>2007-10-08T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:50.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RwrGAAt-mLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/neWIh3tUtQA/s1600-h/sps0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RwrGAAt-mLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/neWIh3tUtQA/s320/sps0513.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119121629955135666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving thanks today for everything I have gained-oh and lost. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful house which for the first time is all mine-well and Earls and Evans. I give thanks for my husband that is great dispite a few ticks, but hey whose perfect! My perfect son-oh that's whose perfect. lol. I give thanks for everything I have, everyone whom I love and who loves me, and for the first time in a long time I feel I'm right where I belong. I have a sense of peace in my life now, which is a great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I have a picture of pizza on turkey day? Well I'll tell ya. Earls Grandpa is in the hospital. He's going to be okay for now, but he's like 93 years old so the family is bracing it's self. Anyway so Earls parents and sister went down to Lethbridge to see him for the weekend. So that puts our little family alone so we decided to have a thanksgiving day pizza instead of the whole turkey, stuffing, pumpkin pie thing. So I'm going to be pigging out on some gooey cheesy pizza the day before I weigh in. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had the whole day, we got all our fall clean up done outside. It looks sooo weird with all the flower beds cleared, the deck canopy down, and everything except the table and chairs put away for the winter. It looks like the remaining brown trim will not be painted burgundy before it snows which sucks, but I guess I'll just have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a great Turkey day call from my sister. She had just taken a preggy test before she called. So congrats are in order! She's having another one!!!! This means Mannix and #2 will be just under 2 years apart. She's super happy, and I'm happy for her. I couldn't do it, I know I'm not ready yet. Another 6-8 months and I'll maybe revisit the idea of starting to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. Have a great turkey day! I hope you'll have a slice of pumpkin pie for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7765465148841660112?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7765465148841660112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7765465148841660112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7765465148841660112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7765465148841660112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-turky-day.html' title='Happy Turkey day!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RwrGAAt-mLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/neWIh3tUtQA/s72-c/sps0513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-312795603132860529</id><published>2007-10-03T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:50.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubb off Tues on WEd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RwRBagt-mKI/AAAAAAAAAew/bfqklxaVOLE/s1600-h/1781075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RwRBagt-mKI/AAAAAAAAAew/bfqklxaVOLE/s320/1781075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117287000314910882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I'm totally confused! I've gone down a whole jean size but the scale showed only 2.4 loss in the last 4 weeks! What the! Okay so I'm lifting alot of block at work so I must be gaining some muscle, but could that really account for a 10 pound loss (one size) only adding up to 3 or so pounds? I don't know...do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then the weight loss part of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having the whole basement is great! Evan gets so much more tuckered out since he's gained 2x's the square footage to run in. Which means an easier bed time for me, no fussing, nothin, I put him down and he's down for the count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Both Earl and I are sick, with some kind of cold bug. I went to visit Jordanna for like 3 hours when she was sick. So either it came from her and I spread it, or maybe Evan had a bug last week and his stuffy nose was not teething but a cold, or Earl brought it home from work. Or maybe I pushed myself too much at work in the cold. I guess we'll never know. Regardless of where it came from having a toddler and being sick sucks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Our office is now down stairs in our newly painted room. (Darcey's old bedroom) which leaves the old office open for company and Josh to come and visit over night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Uncle Ian is no longer coming this week which works out great since we are all sick anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Work, Evan, weight loss. Hoohum...Have a good Thursday ladies. Hey at least my show is on tonight! Yippee!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-312795603132860529?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/312795603132860529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=312795603132860529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/312795603132860529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/312795603132860529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/10/tubb-off-tues-on-wed.html' title='Tubb off Tues on WEd'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RwRBagt-mKI/AAAAAAAAAew/bfqklxaVOLE/s72-c/1781075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1000268721424736256</id><published>2007-09-24T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:51.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick catch-up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RvgD_gt-mJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fp9ef8z8BzQ/s1600-h/100_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RvgD_gt-mJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fp9ef8z8BzQ/s320/100_0213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113841766528620690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish are still alive and growing.&lt;br /&gt;Darcy is almost moved out.&lt;br /&gt;Started painting the guest room (Darcy's old room) for Uncle Ian's visit.&lt;br /&gt;Evan now has 8 teeth and is in size 6 diapers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Work is good, still busy, still lifting huge amounts of block and moving jungles of plants.&lt;br /&gt;Trim on the house still isn't finished. Deck railing also still isn't finished.&lt;br /&gt;Pets are shivering! Its getting sooo cold out there! I'll have to buy them little sweaters. Can anyone teach me how to knit! I want to learn!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to my weigh in tomorrow, it might actually show a lower number this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1000268721424736256?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1000268721424736256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1000268721424736256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1000268721424736256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1000268721424736256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick-catch-up.html' title='quick catch-up.'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RvgD_gt-mJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fp9ef8z8BzQ/s72-c/100_0213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1558554542933029562</id><published>2007-09-20T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:51.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just catching you all up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RvNAvQygkkI/AAAAAAAAAeY/T73qyNrgv3k/s1600-h/jeff_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RvNAvQygkkI/AAAAAAAAAeY/T73qyNrgv3k/s320/jeff_logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112501182700491330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Survivor!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay so all my fav shows are starting a new season. The problem is I have no time to watch them! Its a good thing that Earl has set up a media center that acts like TVO in the states. I can set it to record a whole series and watching later. It sucks that I can't watch them when they are airing, but at least I can FF past the commercials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WED-Biggest Loser and America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;THURS-The all important Survivor!!!! This season a record breaking China! First in time in history!!! I can't wait! I would be watching it right now...but Earl and I went fish shopping! That's right fish shopping, and not the kind u eat either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Earls birthday, he wanted a fish tank, I said go ahead as long as you take care of them. I figured this hobby couldn't be as bad as collecting cars. Hey, at least I can enjoy this one too. I thought to myself it must be a cheaper then cars. Wow was I wrong, its snow balling now into 2 tanks, a 30 Gallon in my living room and a 10 in the computer room. Oh and plans to put a huge tank in the basement. (More on that later.) Not that I mind, it's relaxing to hear the water trickling, and watch the fish swimming around, we make voices for them and talk for them, its fun! So despite the dollar signs I'm enjoying the experience as much as Earl. Not to mention this is the first thing in the last 6 years that we've done together, a hobby we can both get into. All in all its been fun. Our other pets are doing much better now that they are shaved. Yup that's right all 3! Even the cat! He looks super funny. Our camera's batteries are dead so I haven't been able to take pics to post. Hopefully I'll remember to get some more soon before it all grows back. But I tell you his whole attitude has changed. He's our loving chatty Gandolf once again. He's quickly replacing Medalion as kitty king of the house. Its great to see him back to his suckie self again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other big news is Darcy is finally moving out!!!! OMG!!! Tomorrow!!! Him and Anthony (one of Earl's and Darcy's other friends) got a house just around the corner! About 5 houses down from Cindy's. It looks super nice, and it also has a super nice price tag of 1900.00 a month!!!! I hope they know what they're getting into! Yard work, cleaning, extra bills. Oh well not my problem I guess. I can't wait to move all of Evan's toys down stairs. Oh the space he'll have!!! I'm sooooo looking forward to using our fire place, having the extra fridge and freezer, being able to run around in my birthday suit, lol...just joking. Or maybe not...lol. I'm sure Earl would just love that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope I've left you with a wonderful mental picture for the day. Happy Friday! LMAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1558554542933029562?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1558554542933029562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1558554542933029562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1558554542933029562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1558554542933029562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-catching-you-all-up.html' title='Just catching you all up.'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RvNAvQygkkI/AAAAAAAAAeY/T73qyNrgv3k/s72-c/jeff_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4601069821490329389</id><published>2007-09-18T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:51.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Ru_fwUd5SOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qhKitrtCIv8/s1600-h/1781075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Ru_fwUd5SOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qhKitrtCIv8/s320/1781075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111550123309615330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm down to 198.8 that's a loss of .8 in 2 weeks!!!! I still don't get it! I jeans are bigger, I've noticed a difference in my body, but the scale hasn't been showing it. Oh well I know the scale isn't the only thing that counts, but its the only solid way to know whats going on with my body. So either all the hard lifting at work is doing funky stuff to me or my scale is broken. The scale seems to be working fine, so work it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4601069821490329389?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4601069821490329389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4601069821490329389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4601069821490329389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4601069821490329389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/09/tub-off-tuesday.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Ru_fwUd5SOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qhKitrtCIv8/s72-c/1781075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-895378415959316298</id><published>2007-08-31T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:51.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A busy couple of days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rthl5Hnb0nI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6u74Gk6THWA/s1600-h/E009137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rthl5Hnb0nI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6u74Gk6THWA/s320/E009137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104942209595855474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I'm not writing as much as I used to, but I feel like my days are shorter then before! Evan is such a handful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay to catch you up on the going ons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed-Long night with Evan Tues night. Earl was over at our friends house and Evan slipped on a stuffy and smacked his head on the kitchen cabinet. Needless to say a cut and a huge goose egg. Then I worked a hectic shift all by myself for 3 out of 4 hours. This would be fine except everyone and there dog wanted block! Heavy, energy robbing block to load. Most ppl are great about me being a girl, but some are just mean! I was exhausted. When I came home that night I found out Evan cut himself in the tub! On my shaver! Bad me for leaving it there, bad Earl for not noticing to remove it. There was lots of blood but Roo is A okay. He was more pissed about the huge adult sized band aid being on his thumb then the cut its self. Earl had to run and get liquid band-aid for Evan after I came home. He's fine from both incidents, but it was 2 long nights in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs-I took Brandin Andrea's 7 year old for the morning so she could go to court regarding custody. There was no way Brandin was going to sit in a waiting room till it was their turn on the docit so I did her the favor. Not to mention it was no place for him in case things got messy. I was happy to do it but between him and Evan it was an exhausting morning of chasing Evan at the park and eating pretend sand ice cream at Brandin's restaurant. Another nap was definitely in order. I got about an hour by the time Andrea came to pick up Brandin. Then, you guessed it another long night of loading block at work. Dam you ppl doesn't anyone by plants anymore!!!! Guess that season is over but still this block lifting stuff sucks! It better pay off on the scale this week or I'll be pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri-okay then today! I went swimming with the girls -and their boys- at 930 this morning at Servus Place here in St A. This is our huge new leisure center. Its sooo cool there. There's to much to write about so you should check it out. I will say its great for babies and kids. Plus there is two huge hot tubs for the adults. Evan had a blast and so did I. I found out there is an indoor running track, a gym and child care!!!! Only 4 bucks an hour! Maybe this winter I'll take advantage of both, since work will physically slow down I may need to take some time away from Evan and use the gym. After swimming I came home and put Evan down for a much needed nap Then hoped in the shower. Washing one's hair after swimming doesn't happen with a 16 month old-trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new hair cut but it requires blow drying and straiting to look presentable. This takes an hour!!! I'm not used to that. So I've done that now, it's 1pm and I got 1 hour to have a nap before another night of block loading at work. I hope it's not too busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my catch up for the week. TTYL ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-895378415959316298?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/895378415959316298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=895378415959316298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/895378415959316298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/895378415959316298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/busy-couple-of-days.html' title='A busy couple of days.'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rthl5Hnb0nI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6u74Gk6THWA/s72-c/E009137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7831783434018394514</id><published>2007-08-29T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:52.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tues on Wed...I'm confused!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RtXIIXnb0mI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1XOZfDSmhVo/s1600-h/MDL055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RtXIIXnb0mI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1XOZfDSmhVo/s320/MDL055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104205798798250594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I did weigh in yesterday and was mortified at the number on the scale. I didn't get it! I had a few drinks and a couple of pieces of really cheesy pizza but could that really add up to a 2 pound gain? Not to mention I had a hugely physical week at work, my jeans feel loser, and even my mom in law commented! I had to put a belt on my size 14 jeans and they are sagging in the butt region now! WTF!!! I don't get it. Hopefully it was water or something and the scale will show some real numbers next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7831783434018394514?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7831783434018394514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7831783434018394514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7831783434018394514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7831783434018394514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/tub-off-tues-on-wedim-confused.html' title='Tub Off Tues on Wed...I&apos;m confused!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RtXIIXnb0mI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1XOZfDSmhVo/s72-c/MDL055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-707273067383073227</id><published>2007-08-27T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:52.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RtMaSXnb0lI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jNTrpo8Crg0/s1600-h/cfr0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RtMaSXnb0lI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jNTrpo8Crg0/s320/cfr0078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103451705620288082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we helped Jordanna and Dustin move into their new place. It is a beautiful town house that she had painted in bright and airy colours. It suits her so much! They have a new gorgious lether sectional and a new TV stand. Both not bought at Ikea, wow are we all becoming adults now! I know Earl and I are not planning to buy anything more from Ikea-for ourselves anyway-the kids are a diffrent story. I'm looking forward to going to see her agian soon after their settled to see how she's made her house a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After helping them move we came home to get ready for the big event. My 10 year high school reunion. We went a little later then most we found out and showed up after all the speeches etc. I would have liked to make it there sooner but the ppl I still keep in touch with where heading there later so we decided to do the same. There where quite a few ppl there, most of them I recognized of course but couldn't put a name to. Very early we where approached by Brad, (he was kind of a geek so we didn't run in the same circle. I would be around mid class, never noticed so there for never picked on, in high school at least.) He said he was Annette Findley's boss!!!! crazy!!! Annette is his secretary!!! Weird. I started the night strong with 2 vodka perlizers which where going down to good and to fast. So moved on to coolers. I was feeling fine until we had a shooter. Cindy's choice a Double J. That's when I started feeling really good. lol. I hadn't drank much since our wedding over 2 years ago. I was first preggers for a lot of what you would call drinking events-Leanne's wedding, a trip to Edson etc. I'm not much of a drinker anyway so I never had an event to do so till Saturday. I wasn't at the spinney throw up stage which I hate so I know my limit. We got home around 12 mid. I can honestly say it was a good experience and I'm glad I made an appearance. I did get complimented about how I look a few times, I got everything from you look so much younger then every one else, your glowing are you pregnant?, or I barley recognized you! you look great! It was nice to hear those things. Another thing that happened was that Earl was recognized! He did go to the school or was enrolled there anyway. Going to school was not Earl's cup of tea. lol. Everyone was saying he should have been wearing a red name tag for a grad, not a blue one for a guest. He wouldn't let me change it. I wanted to give him a red one, which "Earl Potter went to PK and was abducted by Aliens in 1995/6". It's true! We found his name in my grade 11 year book and that's what it says do to his lack of picture and mysterious disappearance mid year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then the reunion, I have some Evan news. He's been a super grump the last few days. He had what I thought was a little cold. But I was wrong. He's been teething again. Only this time his fang teeth have popped out of his gums! I made him smile when changing him yesterday and noticed them. So after they grow in Evan will have a total of 6 teeth. Yahoo! Its also been easier to communicate with him the last few days. Now when you ask him a question he either says nothing for no, or yaha for yes! Are you finished eating? Yaha. Or he shoves another piece of food in his mouth. Is your bum dirty? Yaha. Or he runs away! lol. Oh well what ever works. He's getting so big! Its crazy that I can ask him to do something. Like get his blankie (now we have to bring it everywhere) so you can go for your nap. He actually goes and picks it up, brings it to me so we can go upstairs! Crazy! He's turning into such a little man! Its great to see. He is truly the apple of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for me today. Have a good Mon ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-707273067383073227?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/707273067383073227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=707273067383073227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/707273067383073227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/707273067383073227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RtMaSXnb0lI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jNTrpo8Crg0/s72-c/cfr0078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-7620400543116703165</id><published>2007-08-21T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:52.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rsr9Annb0kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/KS0B2wv3kK4/s1600-h/scale+pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rsr9Annb0kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/KS0B2wv3kK4/s320/scale+pink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101167715026719298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well despite my many cheats and BBQ's this week I still lost .1. lol. So my little car is at least on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is I feel thinner! My size 14 jeans seem bigger in the waist. So maybe I lost some inches. Work was super physical this week with a another huge tropical plant order. Maybe I gained some major muscle? Well what ever the cause, I'm still happy, despite what the scale says. I had some great nights with my friends and co workers eating some good BBQ food, and I still had a loss. A tiny one I'll give you that, but what ever, I feel great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Tues Ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-7620400543116703165?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/7620400543116703165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=7620400543116703165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7620400543116703165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/7620400543116703165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/tub-off-tuesday_21.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rsr9Annb0kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/KS0B2wv3kK4/s72-c/scale+pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2562919056155612479</id><published>2007-08-20T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:52.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new mini goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rsncb3nb0jI/AAAAAAAAAdo/AV6RdbkE5i0/s1600-h/xmstr4_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rsncb3nb0jI/AAAAAAAAAdo/AV6RdbkE5i0/s320/xmstr4_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100850424317727282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking for the last few days on what my next mini goal should be. Then it hit me. I want to be in regular girl sizes by the time I go down to Cal to see my older sis! So why not make that my goal. I figure 20 should do it. So my goal is as seen above to loss 20 more pounds by Dec 12, which is the day before I usually weigh in, but also the day before we plan to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure 3 months should be about right at the rate I'm going. So that's that, another goal set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Earl has been working on replacing our doors. The ones that where on the house where just interior doors so you can imagine how much heat we where losing through them. There was screen doors too but what help could that truly give! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've picked up two 6 panel doors and frames. Just the cheap ones, but better then what we had. We had to decide what colour we where going to paint them. I was throwing around the idea of going with burgundy-but told Earl to just go with choc brown so we wouldn't have to paint all the trim/ shutters on our house. He convinced me other wise and we took the leap toward change. I'm soooo happy he convinced me, now I love it! We painted the man door as well as the big car door on the garage to start and experiment with the colour, it looks so good! Different, but in a great way! Since we've moved in we've only made minor changes, a new fence, a deck rail/ filling in the hot tub hole, took out some trees etc. But we've never really took the leap to make a big "US" change. I can't wait to see what the front will look like with our new colour choice! I'm super excited for Earl to finish. We haven't been able to do much since it's been so rainy and icky out all weekend. He's coming home early today, so hopefully the sun will stay out long enough for him to get some work done! I'll post before and after picks as soon as he's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a slightly annoying kitty development since Medallion is no longer with us. Our black kitty Gandolf is lonely. So lonely he feels the need to sneak into Evan's room in the morning to sleep on the rocking chair. This wouldn't be a problem but he doesn't close the door behind him! So when Evan stirs in the the night and opens his eyes, he sees the door open and thinks Daddy or I is coming in. So we have got to find a way to correct this problem. I certainly don't want to we woken up by an awake Evan at 6am any more. We may have to brake down and get Gandolf a new companion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that we took a drive on the Morinville highway last night since Evan wasn't going to sleep. Since we where in the neighborhood we decided to see what Jordanna and Dustin's new place was like. We found it right away and drove into the parking lot to turn around. Earl almost ran over a cat! We looked over to their unit and where surprised to see about 5 little kittens going through a bag of garbage on the front step! Earl said that must have been the mom! We of course called Jordanna right away to warn her about her kitty infestation. It looked like maybe the nest was under her step. So maybe Gandolf will get a friend out of that stray litter! We will of course have to bring all the kittens straight to the vet before bringing them home. Since Jordanna can't take them in maybe we will, and we can find them all homes including mommy kitty of course. It would be our good Samaritan act for the year. I guess we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was a long post today so I'll let you go. Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2562919056155612479?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2562919056155612479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2562919056155612479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2562919056155612479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2562919056155612479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-mini-goal.html' title='A new mini goal'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rsncb3nb0jI/AAAAAAAAAdo/AV6RdbkE5i0/s72-c/xmstr4_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-8481430023949313241</id><published>2007-08-17T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:52.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail that made me get teary again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RsZ8A3nb0iI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ki81-zXvqKs/s1600-h/IMG_3376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RsZ8A3nb0iI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ki81-zXvqKs/s320/IMG_3376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099899982414860834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mail today we received 2 things that I have to say surprised me. I didn't expect it since we didn't pay for any extra things when we made the hard decision to send our first fir baby to kitty heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was an envelope with a clipping of Medallions fir, prints of his big lion paws, and a card with all the staff's sympathetic wishes.&lt;br /&gt;The other was another card from our regular vet also with signatures and messages from the 11 staff members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brought a little tear to my eye remembering all his the wonderful quirks. The way he acted like the big tough cat when we had guests, but the second they left he was rubbing against us looking for some love. I loved seeing the two cats snuggle like the ying and yang, black and tan. lol. Then there is always the memories of ogopogo! lol. If you know me well enough you should be laughing your butt off right now not to mention its alittle x rated to be blogging about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those memories came flooding back again and I had to smile through the tears. He will be missed. But at least I have the memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-8481430023949313241?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/8481430023949313241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=8481430023949313241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8481430023949313241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/8481430023949313241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/mail-that-made-me-get-teary-again.html' title='Mail that made me get teary again.'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RsZ8A3nb0iI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ki81-zXvqKs/s72-c/IMG_3376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-1143599670164712500</id><published>2007-08-14T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:53.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday....YaaHoo!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RsHZpTbuCzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/S1755IXa_BU/s1600-h/BCP023-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RsHZpTbuCzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/S1755IXa_BU/s320/BCP023-28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098595556774513458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I worked really hard this week and it payed off.  ( I had some smarties and a bite of banana bread at Danna's -bad me)  I am now in Oneunderland!!!!  Not much under the 200 mark but under non the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now at 199.7! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some jeans from Leanne.  Thanks girl.  She gave me one pair of 16s and 2 pairs of 14.  Guess what!  I fit into the 14s!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten more pounds or so and I can say good bye to plus sizes!  No more paying $35.00 for a V-neck t-shirt when the reg sizes have a price tag of only $20.00. This also means by Dec when I go to Cal I'll be able to shop in the same stores as my older/skinny sis!  This has never happened before! I'm soooo excited!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today.  Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-1143599670164712500?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/1143599670164712500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=1143599670164712500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1143599670164712500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/1143599670164712500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/tub-off-tuesdayyaahoo.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday....YaaHoo!!!!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RsHZpTbuCzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/S1755IXa_BU/s72-c/BCP023-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-4429992270469259014</id><published>2007-08-07T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:53.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medalion is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rrk1-DbuCyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/b196HWb-ivk/s1600-h/IMG_3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rrk1-DbuCyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/b196HWb-ivk/s320/IMG_3141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096163793536158498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at work this evening when I received a page from Earl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said Evan is at Grama's house, Medallion is with me, I'm coming to pick you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medallion was hit by a car tonight. His back was broken. He had no choice but to euthanize him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super sad. He was our very first fur baby. He was one of Earl's first gifts to me, he was our first purchase together. We are both super saddened by our loss, but there is always a blue sky. We no longer have to remove a cat from the sink before we wash our hands. lol.  That was one of his biggest quirks, and something I will never forget.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you big guy. I'll see in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-4429992270469259014?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/4429992270469259014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=4429992270469259014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4429992270469259014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/4429992270469259014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/medalion-is-gone.html' title='Medalion is gone'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rrk1-DbuCyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/b196HWb-ivk/s72-c/IMG_3141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5287772456747127231</id><published>2007-08-07T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:53.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RriPKzbuCxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B9IiAgyz7E4/s1600-h/1781075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RriPKzbuCxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B9IiAgyz7E4/s320/1781075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095980394137651986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well another 2.1 pounds down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5287772456747127231?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5287772456747127231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5287772456747127231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5287772456747127231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5287772456747127231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/tub-off-tuesday.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RriPKzbuCxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B9IiAgyz7E4/s72-c/1781075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5641525518585381497</id><published>2007-08-03T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:54.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RrNmRDbuCwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tgan39YJvGc/s1600-h/u13166209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RrNmRDbuCwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tgan39YJvGc/s320/u13166209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094528046651542274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RrNmMTbuCvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IX_WIU0T2bQ/s1600-h/cfr0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RrNmMTbuCvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IX_WIU0T2bQ/s320/cfr0044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094527965047163634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a riddle for you. What does a picture of an egg and a picture of a light bulb have in common? They both played a part in one of the longest nights with Evan since he was 3 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from a long frustrating night at work. (I have the feeling general public is getting stupider as the summer progresses.) Any way, Earl and Evan where just getting back from a drive when I too pulled into the driveway. We tried to put Even to bed but as soon as Earl walked into the nursery with him he started crying hysterically! So we figured he just wasn't ready, or in pain so we let him play for an hour or so, at 11:45 we where getting the "I'm tired signs" so we tried again. Same thing happened. But we pushed it a little this time, he continued to scream after his music stoped playing, so we knew something was wrong. He was screaming so much his voice was beginning to crack! We then decided to go for another drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We where heading to St Albert Trail on Hebart Rd when suddenly a large bang made us both jump. There was a smashed egg on our windshield! Stupid little punk kids where throwing eggs from behind the boulevard bushes. Earl turned the van around and called the cops. We where truly lucky there was no one in the lane next to use since Earl's first instinct of course was to swerve into the other lane! We drove around a bit waiting for the cop to show up to see if we could figure out where the little shits where hidding, as we drove Evan finally went to sleep. We talked to the cop when he arrived and told him the story. Apparently they where doing it from the other side of the street just the night before, but everyone called the cops hours later instead of right away. Unfortunately the little shits where already gone, I'm guessing use turning around may have scared them off. So next time, we'll call the cops and not turn around, maybe they will still be there when the cops arrive next time. I'm guessing there will be a next time if they've been doing it 2 nights in a row. After the egg stuff was dealt with we grabbed a quick car wash. (Evan slept through it) we also got a java from Timmies and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and I removed a now passed out cold Evan from the van. I put him down in his crib and not even 5 minutes later he was up and crying hysterically again! This was now 1:30 am! Earl went and got him, I took him and decided to rock him in my chair. It was then that Earl noticed his night light. Burnt out! Oh no! So that's what has been going on the last couple of nights. On Wed night he was doing the same thing, but the van ride worked and he was down for the night by 12 midnight. Well what the heck where we going to do at 2am! We couldn't just run to the store and buy another bulb or night light. We would just have to deal! I dealed until 4:30 am, he finally went to sleep, I breathed a sigh of relief as I crawled into bed. Night light or not I passed out cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5641525518585381497?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5641525518585381497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5641525518585381497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5641525518585381497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5641525518585381497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-night.html' title='What a night!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RrNmRDbuCwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tgan39YJvGc/s72-c/u13166209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-2963809409672498899</id><published>2007-07-31T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:54.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday and some other stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rq98WDbuCuI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_w9A5sOqiiQ/s1600-h/scale+pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rq98WDbuCuI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_w9A5sOqiiQ/s320/scale+pink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093426421899856610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I stepped on the scale expecting the worst and I was pleasantly surprised with my 1.7 pound loss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippy!!!! I"m so close to oneunderland!!! I'm truly looking forward to reaching that milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I surprised you ask? Well Saturday I worked and of course it was super hot. I got off work after a long hot day and decided I wasn't going to cook. Even the thought of popping my NS in the micro seemed like to much work. I was hurten big time! I just wanted to sit, relax, and get some peace and quite. So when I got home Earl announced that pizza was on the way. I thought to myself f**k it!!!! I had two pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said last post, Sunday we went for brunch for Earl's Dad's birthday. I was mistaken it wasn't at the Chateau Louis or Chateau Edmonton it was at Laron! I guess the hotel under Laron used to be the Chateau Edmonton, now the Crown Plaza so I wasn't to far off. Anyway we arrived with Evan and Josh in tow, it was soooo hot up there, both the kids where all over the place, but the food was to good to pass up anything including the dessert. Oh well, I ate way to much, then went to work. Maybe that was my saving grace. I worked till 6 then came home tired and hot once again. Thank goodness I got yesterday off! I needed to stay in the air conditioned goodness of my house for a day and sleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I working in the heat (which sucks all energy out of you) Evan has been waking up screaming the last few nights. I've come to the conclusion it's definitely the teeth. I was brushing his teeth last night with the rubber finger tooth brush for infants and I felt two huge bumps on the top! Yup his molars on the top are definitely coming through. Poor guy that's gotta suck! They are super red and inflamed. This also explains the stuffy nose and bum rash. Hopefully they will erupt soon so we can both get some unbroken sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my NS order finally showed up on my door step. But to my disappointment my bears where MIA. So I've already called NS to have them delivered. My poor 10 pound bear will have to wait and so will I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me today. Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-2963809409672498899?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/2963809409672498899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=2963809409672498899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2963809409672498899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/2963809409672498899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday and some other stuff.'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rq98WDbuCuI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_w9A5sOqiiQ/s72-c/scale+pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-5739209973801603741</id><published>2007-07-27T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:54.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, Friday, Friday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rqn_gXy5tGI/AAAAAAAAAco/KGLZsO_0NnE/s1600-h/isp0800335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rqn_gXy5tGI/AAAAAAAAAco/KGLZsO_0NnE/s320/isp0800335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091881785327465570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a long weekend, but at least Earl will be home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working both Sat, and Sun, they needed me and what can I say I'm a sucker! On Sunday at 10:30 (before I start work) we're going for brunch at the Chateau Edmonton for Earl's dad's 70th birthday so I'm looking forward to that. Well except for the my sticking to NS for at least one whole week will be blown out of the water. Oh well that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you Monday or Tues! Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-5739209973801603741?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/5739209973801603741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=5739209973801603741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5739209973801603741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/5739209973801603741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-friday-friday.html' title='Friday, Friday, Friday!!!!'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/Rqn_gXy5tGI/AAAAAAAAAco/KGLZsO_0NnE/s72-c/isp0800335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351526127275861072.post-758646948103236234</id><published>2007-07-24T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:23:54.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Off Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RqYf4ny5tFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/FGtSXIHhCqE/s1600-h/BCP023-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RqYf4ny5tFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/FGtSXIHhCqE/s320/BCP023-32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090791486404539474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another .4 down. I'm okay with that. I can't wait till my order gets here, should be here by Monday. I've been making due but my supply is getting really low. Which gives me less choices then I find I get the "oh f**k it" thought and eat what ever I want which includes gold fish crackers or toast, both of which are bad. I'm also looking forward to having two new bears. Maybe looking at them will help keep me on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for me today. No more word on the law suit as of yet. Have a good one ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351526127275861072-758646948103236234?l=hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/feeds/758646948103236234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351526127275861072&amp;postID=758646948103236234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/758646948103236234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351526127275861072/posts/default/758646948103236234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesalmost1andimstillfat.blogspot.com/2007/07/tub-off-tuesday_24.html' title='Tub Off Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise Potter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15842729626159880242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/ShQ8SSnADpI/AAAAAAAABB8/uz7RWa34-DE/S220/100_0436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XYg31fY0tg/RqYf4ny5tFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/FGtSXIHhCqE/s72-c/BCP023-32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
