<?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-26059866</id><updated>2012-01-19T03:39:44.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria's journey</title><subtitle type='html'>thoughts from a puertorrican girl living in arkansas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>426</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-329749852200966966</id><published>2010-02-08T13:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:25:09.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my baby is champion speller!</title><content type='html'>Gabi won her school and now the county spelling bee.  She moves to the State Spelling Bee in Little Rock on March 6th.  She is so thrilled, she's working so hard.  She wants to move on to the National Spelling Bee and so she is already working on her words.  Lots of work ahead but she is ready for it!&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-329749852200966966?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/329749852200966966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=329749852200966966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/329749852200966966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/329749852200966966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-baby-is-champion-speller.html' title='my baby is champion speller!'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-6318504631633601117</id><published>2010-01-28T06:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:55:53.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome</title><content type='html'>I'm in such a good mood today, though busy and behind in housework (when am i not...) but Miguel is doing AR testing, I have yoga, weights, tennis and core training and then a relaxing night and maybe even sleeping in since it's probably going to be a snow day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 3 day weekends :)  Actually that is a big fat lie I just love to sleep in...  any day will do, not necessarily a weekend &lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-6318504631633601117?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6318504631633601117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=6318504631633601117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6318504631633601117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6318504631633601117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/awesome.html' title='awesome'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-9158476183769706219</id><published>2010-01-26T05:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T05:40:43.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>its peaceful</title><content type='html'>morning time and nobody went to my bed last night (although a large orangutan decided to sleep right smack in the middle of the whole thing...) so I'm feeling large recharged by my sleep.  The kids are still in bed and he house is quiet and that is so peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna finish my coffee and then go take a quickie shower, have Yoga and my allergy shot today :)&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-9158476183769706219?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9158476183769706219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=9158476183769706219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/9158476183769706219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/9158476183769706219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-peaceful.html' title='its peaceful'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-958245318130175756</id><published>2010-01-16T10:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:46:32.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning out</title><content type='html'>Ok today is the final day of xmas decs.  Yes they were still up.  I took the &lt;a href="http://www.elboricua.com/traditions.html"&gt;Octavitas&lt;/a&gt; and extended them :D   This site should give a lot of info and some nasty boricua annoying music as you open the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently obsessed with Duran Duran's song Ordinary World.  Highly recommend it.  Even Larisa requests it in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our car request list by child&lt;br /&gt;Gabi - mom could you turn the music down it's so loud I can't hear my music on my ipod thru the headphones...&lt;br /&gt;Larisa - Vultures or Perfectly Lonely by John Mayer, Soul Sister by Train or Dance Floor Anthem by Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;Miguel - Dance Floor Anthem or Who Says by John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Mama - all of the above plus Duran Duran's Greatest Hits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend turned me to Chelsea Handler's books and I read "My Horizontal Life" and about passed out laughing now I'm reading  "where are you vodka? Its me Chelsea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and Out&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-958245318130175756?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/958245318130175756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=958245318130175756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/958245318130175756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/958245318130175756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/cleaning-out.html' title='cleaning out'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3197239080524237865</id><published>2010-01-12T18:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:20:40.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>been awhile</title><content type='html'>anytime there is any transition it gets hard to show up for blogging but I will continue to work hard to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on &lt;a href="www.elitekettlebellgym.com"&gt;kettlebells&lt;/a&gt; and it's awesome but man it can bruise you fast if you don't do it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas and 3 Kings were fun, but here is Jan 12 and the trees are still up.  I really need to get them down but it seems like such a job.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi won the spelling bee (again!) and is going to county again so I hope this is the year for her.  She was asked out by an 8th grade boy.....  oh that is soooooo not happening......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larisa broke her elbow Christmas Day and it's almost fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel is Miguel is Miguel what can I say his a boy and he is MY  boy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3197239080524237865?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3197239080524237865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3197239080524237865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3197239080524237865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3197239080524237865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-awhile.html' title='been awhile'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4076048283031034399</id><published>2009-12-27T23:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:42:55.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoo</title><content type='html'>I'm going to go talk to a tattoo artist this week.  I've determined a chinese cherry blossom is what I want and I want it to cover and disguise my scars.  I'm working a design from 3 different pictures.  It will go along my hip from the right side (of me) to the left and to (hopefully) incorporate my humminbird into it.  i'm very excited about it, It will be a big tattoo and nothing I had thought of doing before but I'm very confident in my decision and that the meaning of the tattoo is a good thing for me.  I'm supersticious in a way that I want something so permanent and personal to have a special and defined meaning;  the same thing I felt when I named out children, their names had to be important and meaningful and such a way, although none of them were truly named after family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4076048283031034399?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4076048283031034399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4076048283031034399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4076048283031034399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4076048283031034399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/12/tattoo.html' title='tattoo'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3152671822411605139</id><published>2009-12-22T14:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:39:40.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hey soul sister...</title><content type='html'>i'm so obsessed with this song.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then for my grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;a glorious existence&lt;br /&gt;a place we've never been before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working on my photoshop and getting a bit better every time.  It's so hard 'cause it's so full of stuff you can do.... but still it's fun.  NOw I have to take more pictures that I can mess with :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3152671822411605139?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3152671822411605139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3152671822411605139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3152671822411605139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3152671822411605139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-soul-sister.html' title='hey soul sister...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4192386400888725752</id><published>2009-12-07T21:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:16:26.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>I know death is part of life but it sure sucks when someone you love so much is so suddenly taken from you.  Ok, so she was 89 but this summer she stayed with me for 2 weeks, she bought me birthday presents, she drank wine with me and joked around with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so painful to realize she will never come here again to joke with Pat or look at my children with utter joy and indescribable love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much and she hasn't been gone for 24 hours.  I hope loving Pat will honor the joy it gave her to make us a couple.  I miss you so much grandma, I'll have a glass of  White Zin for you this week.   I love you!&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4192386400888725752?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4192386400888725752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4192386400888725752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4192386400888725752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4192386400888725752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/12/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-239907186107299201</id><published>2009-11-21T08:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:33:37.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>John Mayer</title><content type='html'>I hope I can get tickets this weekend to see him in OKC in March!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I finally was able to complete a a tutorial in Photoshop elements that had been driving me bananas 'cause I was not doing it right.  Actually what was happening was that elements does Layer Masks differently than CS2 but I finally did it and I was thrilled with it!    I'm fairly proud of myself for figuring it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-239907186107299201?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/239907186107299201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=239907186107299201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/239907186107299201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/239907186107299201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-mayer.html' title='John Mayer'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3318101762502836093</id><published>2009-11-19T05:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:47:49.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 games of tennis today!  Should be exciting :)  I slept so good last night, I went to bed at 8:45 and slept so soundly I didn't even hear our phone ring and that is very surprising because I'm a very light sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a boring and relaxing weekend and praying that i can get in to get my hair done before next week!&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3318101762502836093?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3318101762502836093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3318101762502836093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3318101762502836093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3318101762502836093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-games-of-tennis-today-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4524100416322909948</id><published>2009-11-10T18:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:22:21.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>fun day</title><content type='html'>did kickboxing, yoga, laundry, watched a movie, played a little with Photoshop, now I'm going to go play some tennis.  Tomorrow it's Larisa's trip to Devils Den, she is so thrilled!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm going to put dogs away, and organize the house for sleepy time when we get home.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4524100416322909948?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4524100416322909948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4524100416322909948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4524100416322909948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4524100416322909948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-day.html' title='fun day'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1472686776326752635</id><published>2009-11-09T06:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:03:52.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the week starts.  I have to buy groceries and do outrageous amounts of laundry, cause I'm leaving friday for Kansas City for Jonna's bacherlorette party.  Hoping that I will make this lots of fun for her.  I musn't forget my allergy shot today :)&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1472686776326752635?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1472686776326752635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1472686776326752635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1472686776326752635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1472686776326752635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-week-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1376930591894587472</id><published>2009-11-07T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:06:01.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 words</title><content type='html'>martini bar&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1376930591894587472?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1376930591894587472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1376930591894587472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1376930591894587472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1376930591894587472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-words.html' title='2 words'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5901715945129967254</id><published>2009-11-06T10:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:52:22.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>annoyed with my lack of knowledge in pse8&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5901715945129967254?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5901715945129967254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5901715945129967254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5901715945129967254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5901715945129967254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/annoyed-with-my-lack-of-knowledge-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-8450077786420043920</id><published>2009-11-06T05:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:59:07.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>physical...</title><content type='html'>I'm wondering if being 40 is just a punishment sometimes.... I seem to gain weight just from thinking about it.  a month ago I was 125 lbs, yesterday I was 135.  How can I have gained 10 lbs in just 1 month?????  It drives me crazy that I can work out until i feel like I"m dropping dead and still gain weight... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next 3 weekends are full of fun and excitement, tonight and tomorrow night we have plans to go out with people, then next weekend I am going to Kansas City to throw a bachelorette party and go to a wedding shower.  Then the next weekend we are going to go stay in a cabin at Mt. Magazine with the kids.  Then it's Gabi's birthday, Thanksgiving and Chris and Jonnas wedding.  Followed immediately by Christmas Decorating!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm probably gonna have to remind myself to breathe until the end of this year....&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-8450077786420043920?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8450077786420043920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=8450077786420043920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8450077786420043920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8450077786420043920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/physical.html' title='physical...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5611759716643281995</id><published>2009-11-05T05:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:03:08.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking forward to my tennis league today!  I sucked so bad last week :P  but tuesday I played at night and got 13 points!  Yesterday I had a good lesson and even my backhand was looking sweet so hopefully today will be a good scoring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des came and hung out with me last night and we had fun talking and watching clips from videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the tennis social and then we have a sitter coming over so we can go and have a little fun later on.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5611759716643281995?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5611759716643281995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5611759716643281995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5611759716643281995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5611759716643281995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/looking-forward-to-my-tennis-league.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7070285580475682146</id><published>2009-11-02T19:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:14:03.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so cooking some salmon, potatoes and wilted spinach with garlic.  Listening to Bonfire.  Wow what a wonderful song... love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are busy but manageable.  Even with a new puppy :)  Theo is so friggin' adorable, i love his sweet little face and airplane ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the negative the skanks might just win the world series ::: hurl :::  oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go see Third Eye Blind in Fay!!!  we are also going to Mt. Magazine, have a wedding on the 27th and have bacherlor/bachelorette parties also coming up.  Then as soon as I take a breath it will be Christmas time... wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you know me, you know Christmas is my favorite decorating time of the year, me and my 5 trees, maybe I'll get more this year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7070285580475682146?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7070285580475682146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7070285580475682146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7070285580475682146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7070285580475682146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-cooking-some-salmon-potatoes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3250110395329696943</id><published>2009-11-02T01:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:12:53.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new computer.... I'm in love... ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so pretty and fast :)  Thank you pat :)&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3250110395329696943?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3250110395329696943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3250110395329696943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3250110395329696943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3250110395329696943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1241988692616456741</id><published>2009-10-26T18:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:15:30.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night we watched The Gods must be crazy I.  Miguel was laughing so very much, loved the whole sillyness factor.  I mean it was that belly laugh kids can do that just makes you want to tickle them so they'll keep doing it.  It was adorable and also addictive.  So tonight we will do #2 and see how it goes.   That one is very funny also :)&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1241988692616456741?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1241988692616456741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1241988692616456741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1241988692616456741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1241988692616456741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-we-watched-gods-must-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-8389214799417812539</id><published>2009-10-25T08:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T08:40:27.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good weekend, will be working on photoshop elements which i downloaded yesterday.  This week is not as busy as the last one but will have some pop to it :) particularly friday, it's a good thing I only have one thing of tennis on friday.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-8389214799417812539?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8389214799417812539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=8389214799417812539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8389214799417812539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8389214799417812539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-weekend-will-be-working-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5423121113398560306</id><published>2009-10-22T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:38:00.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired, goodnight&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5423121113398560306?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5423121113398560306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5423121113398560306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5423121113398560306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5423121113398560306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-tired-goodnight-hugs-maria.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1197130394397949083</id><published>2009-10-22T06:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:04:48.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think I have ever been so excited to have a long weekend as I am today.  The younglings get out of school at 1:30 and then all 3 have the day off tomorrow.  I have already warned my alarms AKA Patrick to not wake me up tomorrow as I intend to sleep in.  I am so frigging tired, I think I will live on red bull and emotional strenght because I am really, really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a busy week, with parent teacher conferences, hospitality, tennis, kickboxing, yoga, dates with 85 year old men, lunch with Pat, date with Desiree... it's been fun, don't get me wrong, I thrive on social interaction but I'm not sleeping at night and that makes me bitchy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow I need to give kids breakfast... ttfn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1197130394397949083?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1197130394397949083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1197130394397949083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1197130394397949083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1197130394397949083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-think-i-have-ever-been-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5614916292516444500</id><published>2009-10-16T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:28:59.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh being sick just sucks!  Of course I had to get sick on the week that everything else falls on, birthdays, tennis, photoshop classes, health screenings... you name it, it was happening this week and so no surprise I get sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be only slightly less busy but i guess since I already got my sickness at least i get that out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminding myself right now to charge the camera so I can take pictures of Larisa's party tomorrow.  Her friends Morgan and Savannah are coming over to play and stay for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after the cake is done I'm gonna shoot myself up with Nyquil and take a good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a good day right? &lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5614916292516444500?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5614916292516444500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5614916292516444500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5614916292516444500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5614916292516444500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-being-sick-just-sucks-of-course-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2425745964212405840</id><published>2009-10-16T05:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T05:41:04.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh boy</title><content type='html'>do i hate being sick!  bleh...  I have much to do and little time to complete it.  I spent the whole day in bed yesterday, literally the WHOLE day.  My throat hurts and I'm freaking exhausted.  Today I have a pre-birthday party activity at school for Larisa, then tennis clinic.  Then Larisa and I have to make her birthday party cake for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her celebration is tomorrow and I have a nasty house to clean.  I am excited as she turns 10 and I'm excited about making the cake with her, he is a little princess baker and loves to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I am also excited because I have a Photohop class that I signed up for about 2 months ago.  Miguel has a birthday party, then we have company to eat ribs and celebrate Larisa's party.  Then her friends stay for a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday will be a LITERAL day of rest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2425745964212405840?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2425745964212405840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2425745964212405840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2425745964212405840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2425745964212405840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-boy.html' title='oh boy'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-8411305777782035313</id><published>2009-10-13T18:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:15:09.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today I was so good!  I was so buy and yet managed to do 1 hour of kickboxing and 45 minutes of yoga.  I know I'm gloating but I had never done either one of those classes and I feel very accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went wedding dress shopping with my soon to be sister in law and my mother in law.  It was a fun and unifying experience (i think anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to watch The Proposal tonight which is such a funny movie, I loved it, laughed my butt off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling very chatty but wanted to update my blog.  TTFN&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-8411305777782035313?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8411305777782035313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=8411305777782035313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8411305777782035313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8411305777782035313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-today-i-was-so-good-i-was-so-buy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1564165362113675886</id><published>2009-10-12T05:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T05:46:12.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a new week upon me with lots to do, I actually slept well last night and yet I wish I could have slept better.  I'm cold.  I turned on the fireplace to warm up the kitchen and I'm going to make hot coccoa and something warm for the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could write something poetic or life changing but it's happening this morning, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird thing is that i woke up with a ong by the Killers stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This Is Your Life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy talks to strangers &lt;br /&gt;Thinks her life's in danger &lt;br /&gt;No one gives a damn about her hair &lt;br /&gt;It's lonely down on Track Street &lt;br /&gt;She used to go by Jackie &lt;br /&gt;The cops, they'll steal your dreams and they'll kill your prayers &lt;br /&gt;Take a number where the blood just barely dried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for something better &lt;br /&gt;No one behind you &lt;br /&gt;Watching your shadows &lt;br /&gt;This feeling won't go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crooked wheels keep turning &lt;br /&gt;Children, are you learning &lt;br /&gt;Acclimatize but don't you lose the plot &lt;br /&gt;A history of blisters &lt;br /&gt;Your brothers and your sisters &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the pages we forgot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a number Jackie &lt;br /&gt;Where the blood just barely dried &lt;br /&gt;You know I'm on your side &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for something better &lt;br /&gt;No one behind you &lt;br /&gt;Watching your shadows &lt;br /&gt;You gotta be stronger than the story &lt;br /&gt;Don't let it blind you &lt;br /&gt;Rivers of shadow &lt;br /&gt;This feeling wont go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sky is full of dreams &lt;br /&gt;But you don't know how to fly &lt;br /&gt;I don't have a simple answer &lt;br /&gt;But I know that I could answer &lt;br /&gt;Something better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling won't go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1564165362113675886?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1564165362113675886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1564165362113675886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1564165362113675886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1564165362113675886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-week-upon-me-with-lots-to-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1891399948280514556</id><published>2009-10-11T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T10:19:09.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to my first ever Razorbacks game and it was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1891399948280514556?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1891399948280514556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1891399948280514556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1891399948280514556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1891399948280514556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-to-my-first-ever-razorbacks-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-314406221093996189</id><published>2009-10-07T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:19:18.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing, testing, testing, testing! testing!!!&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-314406221093996189?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/314406221093996189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=314406221093996189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/314406221093996189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/314406221093996189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/testing-testing-testing-testing-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7632346149793491689</id><published>2009-10-07T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:16:43.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cool</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling relax....  thas'all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7632346149793491689?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7632346149793491689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7632346149793491689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7632346149793491689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7632346149793491689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/cool.html' title='cool'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4166139590394441531</id><published>2009-10-07T06:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T06:43:18.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wish you would step out from that ledge my friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Jumper - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a good night sleep, but man I couldn've slept another 3 hours or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tennis lessons today and need to finish up laundry OR ELSE!  Woke up the kids early and everyone is ready, that is a relief, we had been straddling the late line wayyyyy to much lately and I hate that, I don't like  being late, it's actually a big pet peeve of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Hospitality Chair this year at the school and my first official activity will be happening in 2 weeks, things are somewhat moving along but there is still a need for more food to be donated.  Still I think we made good on the first day of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gained weight and feel fat and soft again, shit, shit, shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to nap when I get home, I'm really sleepy still but so much to do and tonight is my evening out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4166139590394441531?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4166139590394441531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4166139590394441531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4166139590394441531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4166139590394441531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/wish-you-would-step-out-from-that-ledge.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1983738727976009619</id><published>2009-10-06T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:55:29.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this awesome little black biker chick leatherette jacket today and I'm just so pumped about it, it's way too cute!  That of course only intensifies the size of my big butt but I guess I will have to live it, since it's my butt anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day, and I did 30 minutes of cardio in the eliptical machine which makes me sweat (heh, I first wrote swear, maybe a freudian slip, ya think? )  I'm making fish tacos and we're going to watch Imagine that with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larisa's birthday is in less than 2 weeks and he is about to give me a hernia with all her questions, details, requests and ideas....  She is such a little planner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally I'm still a wreck for personal reasons, sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running Neon Tiger on my mind, but i've been listening to Jumper a lot also and Absolute, and today Miguel declared his second favorite song is "Free Falling"  it made me so sad, he really misses his bro.  I downloaded a new album called "Signs and Wonders" by Animal Kingdom, I listened to most of them, well the samples and I liked what I heard so we'll see how the whole album rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel is getting fired up so I better start working on dinner and relaxation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. and just for a change, here's some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKxdRD__I/AAAAAAAAAS0/vXJDmn19aS4/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKxdRD__I/AAAAAAAAAS0/vXJDmn19aS4/s400/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389624330097524722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKw-X_C0I/AAAAAAAAASs/nULqmkuxD-s/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKw-X_C0I/AAAAAAAAASs/nULqmkuxD-s/s400/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389624321805060930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKwpPtpvI/AAAAAAAAASk/oUqbRwcAcLE/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKwpPtpvI/AAAAAAAAASk/oUqbRwcAcLE/s400/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389624316133222130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKwGjPZqI/AAAAAAAAASc/5UGLIFIDvK8/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKwGjPZqI/AAAAAAAAASc/5UGLIFIDvK8/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389624306819884706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKv8vkuMI/AAAAAAAAASU/kESM297fZk0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKv8vkuMI/AAAAAAAAASU/kESM297fZk0/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389624304187259074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1983738727976009619?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1983738727976009619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1983738727976009619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1983738727976009619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1983738727976009619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-this-awesome-little-black-biker.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SsvKxdRD__I/AAAAAAAAAS0/vXJDmn19aS4/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-6644556764412032957</id><published>2009-10-05T05:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:01:39.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a new week starts, with a very busy day, but I'm ready for it.  I have my fall hair going, I look different, I am getting used to it, it's much darker but I LIKE it.  I feel kinda goth or something because it's really an intense dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a Halloween scavenger hunt and I had a really fun time, especially dressing up with a *very* blond wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to scoot and prepare stuff for today but, here's a couple of points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Janet, enjoy your first day at your new job&lt;br /&gt;- Des I'm thinking of ya&lt;br /&gt;- Jonna, I can't wait to shop today!&lt;br /&gt;- *^$^&amp;*$@   :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-6644556764412032957?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6644556764412032957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=6644556764412032957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6644556764412032957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6644556764412032957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-week-starts-with-very-busy-day-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7480704486196539653</id><published>2009-10-03T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:37:28.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arghhh.. this is stuck on my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy &lt;br /&gt;You turn it on &lt;br /&gt;Then you're gone &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you drive me &lt;br /&gt;Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby &lt;br /&gt;What can I do, honey &lt;br /&gt;I feel like the color blue... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not an aerosmith fan.  Man's freaky but this song hits me so visceral....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7480704486196539653?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7480704486196539653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7480704486196539653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7480704486196539653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7480704486196539653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7129695644402122737</id><published>2009-10-02T05:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T05:12:13.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so much</title><content type='html'>I've had so much on my mind i've been ignoring the blog.  I've been not only emotionally busy but busy every where else too.  Lot's of activities going on, my house has suffered, my health and my emotional state also.  It's time to get a move on and get over myself and my self pity.  Get my emotional ass of the ground and move forward.  In the span of 4 weeks I've lost and gained 7 lbs, I've lost my health and beauty routine and neglected a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other things are moving forward, slowly but surely, others not so much.  I miss friends and then have also made new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7129695644402122737?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7129695644402122737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7129695644402122737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7129695644402122737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7129695644402122737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-much.html' title='so much'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-220030076339619563</id><published>2009-09-24T19:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:32:36.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Georgia?</title><content type='html'>so love this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt; am driving up 85 in the&lt;br /&gt;kind of morning that lasts all afternoon&lt;br /&gt;just stuck inside the gloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four more exits to my apartment but&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to keep the car in drive&lt;br /&gt;and leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wonder sometimes&lt;br /&gt;about the outcome&lt;br /&gt;of a still verdictless life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Am I living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Am I living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Why, why Georgia, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rent a room and I fill the spaces with&lt;br /&gt;wood in places to make it feel like home&lt;br /&gt;but all I feel's alone&lt;br /&gt;It might be a quarter life crisis&lt;br /&gt;or just the stirring in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I wonder sometimes&lt;br /&gt;about the outcome&lt;br /&gt;of a still verdictless life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Am I living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Am I living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Why, why Georgia, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what, so I've got a smile on me&lt;br /&gt;but it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me&lt;br /&gt;When I say I've got it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is just a stranger but&lt;br /&gt;that's the danger in going my own way&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the price I have to pay&lt;br /&gt;still "Everything happens for a reason"&lt;br /&gt;is no reason not to ask myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your're living it right&lt;br /&gt;Are you living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Are you living it right?&lt;br /&gt;Why, tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Why, why Georgia why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-220030076339619563?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/220030076339619563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=220030076339619563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/220030076339619563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/220030076339619563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-georgia.html' title='Why Georgia?'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7316436904392188650</id><published>2009-09-20T11:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T11:26:51.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>run neon tiger there's a lot on your mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7316436904392188650?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7316436904392188650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7316436904392188650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7316436904392188650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7316436904392188650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/run-neon-tiger-theres-lot-on-your-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-8479813528387541746</id><published>2009-09-14T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:49:41.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>take 2</title><content type='html'>well today Miguel went to the dentist to have his "extra" tooth removed.   He did so well, the dentist was so impressed, they didn't have to give him a "cocktail" they just did the shots and pulled the thing out.  He earned himself a toy for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have a big day for him again, as we go to a doctor's appt in Fay, that will take most of the day.  He doesn't care except he is happy to be home and not in school... stinker.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-8479813528387541746?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8479813528387541746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=8479813528387541746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8479813528387541746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8479813528387541746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-2.html' title='take 2'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7563975648299979645</id><published>2009-09-10T09:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T06:48:50.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 11, the date is a dark memory for most Americans, I remember still this day the complete and utter shock the pain and misery of that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the anniversary of that day in 2004 our family received a joy like none.  On September 11, 2004 Pat and I flew to Guatemala City, Guatemala and waited for what seemed like forever to receive in a tiny Marriott hotel room our son.  I'll never forget oppening the door and seeing him in the flesh.  Up to this day we had only known him through pictures.  He was so much bigger and chubbier.  He was smiling in the arms of his nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was shocking, at least to me since I had given birth to our daughters, to not have felt before this child that was now mine forever.  You think you are prepared and yet I wasn't, not that I wasn't happy but that here was this bundle of joy suddenly thrust into your life and as much preparation as I had done it was almost like a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the months of frustration and waiting and desperation suddenly are forgotten and seem so distant and insignificant... when he is there in my arms, warm and smelling like baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think about it I realize that you fall in love with this child the first time you see their picture, you cannot help it.     How can it be since it takes so long for adults to develop a loving relationship for each other?  I don't know, it just does, you just Love this child, you have held him for 1 minute and you would jump in front of a car to save them the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of his birthmother and wonder if she remembers him.  If she thinks of him and how he is doing?  Is he alive?  Happy?  Healthy?  Loved?   Yes he is I tell you, more than life.  Thank you for giving me this gift of your child.  I will do all I can for him, I will love him forever, thru thick or thin times.  Thank you, I hope you are well and safe and that you somehow know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my son... Dear Miguel, never forget that i love you more than life, that no matter what happens at any point you are my son, no different than your sisters that I gave birth to.  Because when I took you in my arms you were mine and mine only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow destiny comes into play. These children end up with you and you end up with them. It's something quite magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Kidman&lt;br /&gt;Adoptive parent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Miguel, thank you for being my son forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7563975648299979645?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7563975648299979645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7563975648299979645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7563975648299979645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7563975648299979645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-11-date-is-dark-memory-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4253719148010265551</id><published>2009-09-09T04:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T04:44:11.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh can't sleep.... I've been awake since at least 3:30 or so and gave up so it's coffee time right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I can get a little shuteye after the kids go to school....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4253719148010265551?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4253719148010265551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4253719148010265551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4253719148010265551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4253719148010265551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7264368781581242024</id><published>2009-09-08T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:39:00.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moods&lt;br /&gt;I am the still rain falling, &lt;br /&gt;Too tired for singing mirth-- &lt;br /&gt;Oh, be the green fields calling, &lt;br /&gt;Oh, be for me the earth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the brown bird pining &lt;br /&gt;To leave the nest and fly-- &lt;br /&gt;Oh, be the fresh cloud shining, &lt;br /&gt;Oh, be for me the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Teasdale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7264368781581242024?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7264368781581242024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7264368781581242024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7264368781581242024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7264368781581242024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/moods-i-am-still-rain-falling-too-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3840949092218837919</id><published>2009-09-08T19:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:31:21.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today was an interesting day, which i will leave at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get to take Miguel and Larisa to the park, unfortunately Miguel needed to use the bathroom, really badly and we didn't get to stay past 20 minutes.  I was not doing those park bathrooms, yuck!!!  ::shiver::  but once we got home and he had taken care of business we went outside and I walked with him while he rode his bike.  He enjoyed that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to do some baby shopping today :D  A friend had a baby in Spain and is here visiting her family and they are having a little party for her which is I guess the belated version of a baby shower so I got some outfits and a pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow tomorrow is my busy day of the week so we'll see how it goes.  I do my normal workout, then tennis lesson and allergy shot and if Pat wants to we'll hit some tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm looking for a poem today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3840949092218837919?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3840949092218837919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3840949092218837919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3840949092218837919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3840949092218837919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-today-was-interesting-day-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5226800738554589005</id><published>2009-09-08T06:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:08:08.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleep, sleep... so important and it's bypassing me lately.  Why can't I sleep?  I'm so tired right now and wish I could go back to bed, but I can't and I really hate napping to catch up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't even think of anything to write....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5226800738554589005?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5226800738554589005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5226800738554589005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5226800738554589005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5226800738554589005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleep-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7258954709837461871</id><published>2009-09-07T18:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:38:33.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day</title><content type='html'>Enjoying a peaceful (more or less) afternoon.  Pat got home early this afternoon.  Last night I had such fun, I got to hang with Desire for a while and had a good in depth conversation that I think we both needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up nauseaus I guess those vanilla rum and cokes hit me hard.  They were good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to play tennis feeling yucky and yet didn't play badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so many thoughts going thru my head...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7258954709837461871?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7258954709837461871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7258954709837461871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7258954709837461871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7258954709837461871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2000466806882172248</id><published>2009-09-06T18:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:35:53.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hanging out watching a DVR'd Locked up abroad, Miguel is doing forward flips from the side of the sofa, Larisa is trying, Gabi is MIA upstairs right now.   Miguel will need to go to sleep at 8 pm, Dez is coming over to hang with me.  I need to grab some diet coke and return some movies and maybe get a new one.  I'm going to check the redbox right now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2000466806882172248?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2000466806882172248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2000466806882172248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2000466806882172248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2000466806882172248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/hanging-out-watching-dvrd-locked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1131413579251722866</id><published>2009-09-06T15:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:37:50.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today I woke up way early after going to bed at 1 am and decided we would go and hike.  Wow, what I good idea that was, we drove to Mt. Magazine and hiked to the highest point and took some awesome picture and had fun together.  I posted some pictures on Facebook.  The kids requested rice and beans on the way home and so now we are indulging :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so big hugs, I'm eating and watching spongebob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1131413579251722866?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1131413579251722866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1131413579251722866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1131413579251722866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1131413579251722866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-today-i-woke-up-way-early-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1659645280072564619</id><published>2009-09-05T19:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:38:54.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, hanging at home with the kids, well 2/3rds of them.  Larisa is at a sleepover.  I took the kids bowling and then got them lunch and they had it a the park, where they played for almost an hour.    We, well I saw the Cowboys beat the Bulldogs, and then tried to see the Hogs game but not only was it on paperback but it was also not working.  So I went and returned some movies and got 2 of them, "The Soloist" and "Duplicity" I also have a nagging desire to watch Sahara, Matthew is calling on me tonight :)  well nothing wrong with his friend Greg Zahn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1659645280072564619?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1659645280072564619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1659645280072564619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1659645280072564619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1659645280072564619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-well-hanging-at-home-with-kids-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-939745679037429121</id><published>2009-09-04T10:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:38:11.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so Pat is leaving shortly and I will be going to the club to workout and then play singles tennis.  Should be a fun afternoon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-939745679037429121?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/939745679037429121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=939745679037429121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/939745679037429121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/939745679037429121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-pat-is-leaving-shortly-and-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-9049632077678806179</id><published>2009-09-03T18:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:14:57.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Puerto Rico, I miss the heat, the beach, the sand, even the stupid traffic.  I miss being home with my sisters either having a blast or even fighting with them.  This afternoon while talking to a friend about her missing her family I realized how very much I miss my family, haging with my sisters and laughing idiotically about stupid things that only we know or remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really pretty amazing how much there is to a sibbling relationship, how much is assumed and understood.  I can be away from my sisters for 2 years and go there and we still can laugh at the same stupid jokes or stories of our youth.  It brings us together and it's like "old" times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sisters, I miss the closeness, the history and the bond that is always there even when you are separated.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder sometimes if Miguel does/will feel that way with his sisters.  Will he feel that they are the people he can always be himself with, like I do with my sisters?  Is this a blood bond or a life bond that comes from knowing that you have always been there and they will always be there too?  I am so afraid sometimes for him, that he will feel we were insufficient, that we didn't do enough or try enough.  I am afraid that he will feel like we didn't love him enough, though I jump in front of a car for him; which reminds me of when we were in Chicago and we accidentally left him in the main floor of the Chicago Field Museum.  I can remember with crystal clear quality and in slow motion when my grandman in her wheelchair asked where miguel was after we went down the elevator and I realized he hadn't been with us and the absolute fear and desperation I felt and how Gabi and I without a second thought ran up the stairs hysterically and feeling like every moment was an eternity.  And Gabi knocked down some kids on the stairs in her rush and we looked and saw a guard taking him to a pair of men that "seemed" related to him due to his looks.  I remember screaming that he was mine... and the tears in his face, running down his cheeks, how he was red and frightened and confused.    And I grabbed him and held him, in my arms feeling like it had been 10,000 years since I had last seen him.  And then I started crying and he stopped and he said "why are you crying mom?"  .... I'll never be able to explain to him the absolute terror I felt when I realized he was alone, without his family to care for him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think your family is your blood I think your family is yours because you will it to be either by blood or by choice and he is ours by choice.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Miguel, don't ever forget that, sweet love of mine, don't ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, Maria, who got sentimental, longwinded and rambly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-9049632077678806179?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9049632077678806179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=9049632077678806179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/9049632077678806179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/9049632077678806179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-puerto-rico-i-miss-heat-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4230828970088959859</id><published>2009-09-03T16:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:12:26.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well the day went well, I played tennis and earned 14 points, the kids pick up went well, got excellent health news of a friends husband, life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be a very unusual weekend with Pat gone so I'm venturing into new territory and thinking of hauling the kids off to Lake Fort Smith for a picnic and nature walk.  Well see how that goes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy with my eating right now, I'm currently addicted to cheetos and I'm trying my best to keep it a reasonable amount but man they are goood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off to do research on Lake Fort Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4230828970088959859?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4230828970088959859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4230828970088959859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4230828970088959859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4230828970088959859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-day-went-well-i-played-tennis-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4826275157389378889</id><published>2009-09-03T09:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:54:54.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I'm going out with my beautiful, gorgeous and amazing friend Desiree tomorrow night :)  Woo Hoo!  It's been so long since we have hung out together and while other people might come and we'll be a group I almost want to have her to myself so we can reminisce ( i should check my spelling on that i don't think the e goes )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm so looking forward to that!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so quiet around her in the daytime without kids, it's been neat to be able to switch on the apple TV and listen to music, I've made some new playlists that have my favorite music and I've been listening to spanish music some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor Miguel is not looking forward to daddy being gone this weekend so I'm going to have to do some serious planning for him to be busy this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i seem to have little inspiration this morning for writing so I'm going to go upstairs and put a mask on my face and beautify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4826275157389378889?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4826275157389378889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4826275157389378889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4826275157389378889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4826275157389378889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-im-going-out-with-my-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1649143160655047554</id><published>2009-09-03T06:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T06:47:58.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>::playing funeral march::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the computer is not responding to the reformatting... sigh.... they don't know why so they are having a tech look at it again.  Lovely....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is picture day at the school so the little kiddos are all spiffed up and ready to be memorialized for the year of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Miguel is trying to climb the pantry, better go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1649143160655047554?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1649143160655047554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1649143160655047554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1649143160655047554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1649143160655047554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-funeral-march-computer-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7584664015102763245</id><published>2009-09-02T16:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:37:40.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling good today, even though my tennis lesson was dissapointment (at least for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat is going to Hooters with his boyfriends, I mean his friends, to supposedly plan out their Fantasy Football strategy, sure.... they are not going there to see chicks... ah ha..  anyhow, he's going to be gone all weekend doing manly sports things which I'm sure he'll enjoy.  I hope to go out with my girlfriends on Friday if I can get ahold of the babysitter (unusual for her not to answer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since pat is going to be gone for dinner I think I will get the kids a Genos pizza, some ice cream and have a relaxed dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my thursday tennis league tomorrow which is so much fun because i feel more evenly  matched with the players.  I love my monday league but I feel often like the weak link, although they are all sweet enough to not say anything about it and I do learn a lot from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to leave in 20 minutes to pick up the Gabi from the tennis club.  So I'm going to say bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7584664015102763245?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7584664015102763245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7584664015102763245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7584664015102763245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7584664015102763245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-feeling-good-today-even-though-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4782316704694187409</id><published>2009-09-01T16:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:20:21.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good, good day...</title><content type='html'>got busy cleaning floors this morning and then organizing and vaccuming the downstairts.  (wow i bet your are rivetted to my blog now as i ponder about housecleaning...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was much of my day, though i did workout  and then picked up kids.  Now I relax in front of the 'puter, writing about my boring day.  It was entertainning in that I got to listen to lots of music and dance about as I slaved I MEAN cleaned the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be whipping up some rice and beans and salmon tonight, that's always a big favorite around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun listening to Ricardo Arjona today.  He is a guatemalan singer that has a beautiful voice and lovely lyrics he's been described as "nueva trova" which means "new lyric" which means like a poet type singer.  I can compare it sort off to John Mayer, Cold Play, The Fray.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i must end this as i have to go get Gabi and buy some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4782316704694187409?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4782316704694187409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4782316704694187409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4782316704694187409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4782316704694187409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-good-day.html' title='good, good day...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4129130480786932244</id><published>2009-08-31T16:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:34:41.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good news, so so news, fun news...</title><content type='html'>Ok good news first, the computer lives, it has to be reformatted but I had everything backed up so I should be on the clear there.  They said they think it's a software problem not hardware so by reformatting it we should be good to go ::crossing fingers::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so news, I played poorly today, blech....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun news, i was at Sams and saw the Weinermobile and took the kids and they got pictures and stuff, they had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise life is good, I'm listening to a cd I found in the cabinet by a group called &lt;strong&gt;Thirdeyeblind&lt;/strong&gt; I call them ThreeBlindMice cause it's easier for me to remember.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week should be a good week to organize and declutter.  I already took probably 8 bags of clothes and 4 of books to Abilities Unlimitted but i"m sure there is more to weed thru in this house.  I also want to start working on some home repairs and painting that are overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel had a very good morning at wakeup and at school when I had to leave.  I was very pleasently suprised.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi did well in her fractions test this past week and that is always a relief and a boost for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larisa's class got a new class pet named "Harry" and it's a Guinea Pig from the Humane Society.  Larisa says he is sooooooo cute!  We bought him chew toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'm on the search for a quote/poem/ etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4129130480786932244?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4129130480786932244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4129130480786932244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4129130480786932244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4129130480786932244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-news-so-so-news-fun-news.html' title='good news, so so news, fun news...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2208811859315908653</id><published>2009-08-30T07:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:46:27.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want a macbook pro I saw yesterday.  It was soooo pretty and fast and NEW! I haven't heard back from the computer people and I don't know if that is a really good or bad thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2208811859315908653?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2208811859315908653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2208811859315908653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2208811859315908653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2208811859315908653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-macbook-pro-i-saw-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1517538091414408886</id><published>2009-08-29T08:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:42:54.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no computer yet</title><content type='html'>using one of Pat's laptops, haven't even heard from the computer people... i feel like shopping (when don't i?) but I really wish I could spend the day doing that, instead I will do laundry and clean and watch sports with Pat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1517538091414408886?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1517538091414408886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1517538091414408886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1517538091414408886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1517538091414408886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-computer-yet.html' title='no computer yet'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1827274995933243466</id><published>2009-08-26T06:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:22:21.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my laptop seems to be dying so I don't know when I'll be posting again.  I can from my phone but it's a bit time consuming.  I hope to get it all fixed up with more memory and flying thru and maybe I can make it last a while.....  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1827274995933243466?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1827274995933243466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1827274995933243466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1827274995933243466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1827274995933243466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-laptop-seems-to-be-dying-so-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5297292342947392853</id><published>2009-08-25T07:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:09:21.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heidi walloped me in the eye with her "baton tail"  ugh it hurts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5297292342947392853?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5297292342947392853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5297292342947392853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5297292342947392853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5297292342947392853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/heidi-walloped-me-in-eye-with-her-baton.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2756894449699574885</id><published>2009-08-24T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:20:06.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>larisa my daughter has a MASSIVE attitude problem and i'm going to beat it out of her.  No, not really beat it, but she is driving me insane with her endless whinning about her homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2756894449699574885?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2756894449699574885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2756894449699574885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2756894449699574885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2756894449699574885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/larisa-my-daughter-has-massive-attitude.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7808599411151531684</id><published>2009-08-24T06:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:25:02.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weird night of sleeping, had tons and tons of dreams that seemed to make sense but at the same time were all convoluted and strange.  I don't even remember them anymore except that I think everyone i know was in them in different sections of them.  I wonder what the heck is on my mind ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures and they worked a *little bit* better than the ones of the other day, not fabulous or anything just seemed better quality than what I did the other day.  Yay, I'm not a total loss ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to call a doctor in Fayetteville today to make an appt for Miguel, this will be a good thing and I hope that they have a reasonable wait for appt's and not one of those "our next opening is may of 2011"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7808599411151531684?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7808599411151531684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7808599411151531684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7808599411151531684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7808599411151531684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/weird-night-of-sleeping-had-tons-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-6847488250817859097</id><published>2009-08-23T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:19:02.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah, blah, blah.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, crap, crap, i just wrote a whole post and deleted the entire thing... freaking frakers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized a while ago that i have a lunch date on tuesday so i can't go and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pensive tonight about the direction of my life and my dreams... what am I looking for, what am i going to do, or go or achieve.  My future is unclear right now besides the obvious of raising my children.  I'm 41, I don't feel my age, I hope I don't look my age and it really gives me pause.  I think of what i have done, what I'm doing and what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks like i have to put miguel to sleep, he seems to be spinning rapidly and might need to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-6847488250817859097?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6847488250817859097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=6847488250817859097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6847488250817859097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6847488250817859097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/blah-blah-blah.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2525813707774382134</id><published>2009-08-23T15:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:45:46.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doing good, doing good, working on my laundry and making headway.  Tomorrow i have tennis league at 11 and then I'll workout and go pick up the kids.  This tuesday i might have the day off (after doing cardio) so i might try my hand at taking photos again.  Last week was not productive in that department.  This week i also start my thursday league at hardscrabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda watching the Sharapova tennis match, she's loosing but it would be cool to watch her win, though she is making lots of mistakes.  She also has a nasty serve....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;it's so much more beautiful in spanish but it is followed by the english translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONETO XVII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio &lt;br /&gt;o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: &lt;br /&gt;te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, &lt;br /&gt;secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva &lt;br /&gt;dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores, &lt;br /&gt;y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, &lt;br /&gt;te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: &lt;br /&gt;así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, &lt;br /&gt;tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, &lt;br /&gt;tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda, 1959&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HERE IT IS IN ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XVII (I do not love you...)&lt;br /&gt;I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, &lt;br /&gt;or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. &lt;br /&gt;I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, &lt;br /&gt;in secret, between the shadow and the soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you as the plant that never blooms &lt;br /&gt;but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; &lt;br /&gt;thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, &lt;br /&gt;risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. &lt;br /&gt;I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; &lt;br /&gt;so I love you because I know no other way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than this: where I does not exist, nor you, &lt;br /&gt;so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, &lt;br /&gt;so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2525813707774382134?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2525813707774382134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2525813707774382134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2525813707774382134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2525813707774382134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/doing-good-doing-good-working-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-6499357324283829413</id><published>2009-08-23T08:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:02:02.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the party was fine, the band was blah... but it was fun to see everyone and socialize for a few hours.  We left early hoping to catch the Klocks at the Rib Room but that didn't work out, the place was packed and they were managing the line weirdly so we waited for like 15 minutes and then bolted.  We ended up at TGIF and had a quick meal and then off to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lots to do today for the kids school, mainly laundry and organizing their school work.  Miguel has to write his name at least 5 times for homework.  We saw his teacher last night and asked her how things were and she said he was fine but really really wiggly in class.  That suprised both Pat and I because that was never something we had heard about him from teachers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go find my quote/poem of the day before starting my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-6499357324283829413?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6499357324283829413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=6499357324283829413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6499357324283829413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6499357324283829413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-party-was-fine-band-was-blah.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7021798234260350371</id><published>2009-08-22T12:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:24:20.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been a busy bee this morning cleaning like a maniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will need to shower and get beautified later for our party tonight.  I have a dress in mind but I need to check and make sure that I like it with the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel has been having a really good day playing and doing boy things.  I went to edline for gabi and found out that she forgot homework in her locker for life science and didn't get credit for it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi is resting peacefully on my foot under my desk.  she is such a sweet dog, such a little lover, just wants to hang with you and be loved.  I think she is starting to chill a little, but that is not to say much since she is a major spaz.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to enjoy some tunes while Pat went to play tennis with Gabi, now we are back on sports :P   I'm not too bad, i can do sports but saturdays are a challenge since he wants to watch sports the whole entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Psalm of Life&lt;br /&gt;Tell me not in mournful numbers, &lt;br /&gt;Life is but an empty dream! &lt;br /&gt;For the soul is dead that slumbers, &lt;br /&gt;And things are not what they seem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is real! Life is earnest! &lt;br /&gt;And the grave is not its goal; &lt;br /&gt;Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest, &lt;br /&gt;Was not spoken of the soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, &lt;br /&gt;Is our destined end or way; &lt;br /&gt;But to act, that each tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Find us farther than today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is long, and Time is fleeting, &lt;br /&gt;And our hearts, though stout and brave, &lt;br /&gt;Still, like muffled drums, are beating &lt;br /&gt;Funeral marches to the grave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world's broad field of battle, &lt;br /&gt;In the bivouac of Life, &lt;br /&gt;Be not like dumb, driven cattle! &lt;br /&gt;Be a hero in the strife! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! &lt;br /&gt;Let the dead Past bury its dead! &lt;br /&gt;Act, - act in the living Present! &lt;br /&gt;Heart within, and God o'erhead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lives of great men all remind us &lt;br /&gt;We can make our lives sublime, &lt;br /&gt;And, departing, leave behind us &lt;br /&gt;Footprints on the sand of time; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footprints, that perhaps another, &lt;br /&gt;Sailing o'er life's solenm main, &lt;br /&gt;A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, &lt;br /&gt;Seeing, shall take heart again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us then be up and doing, &lt;br /&gt;With a heart for any fate; &lt;br /&gt;Still achieving, still pursuing, &lt;br /&gt;Learn to labor and to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7021798234260350371?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7021798234260350371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7021798234260350371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7021798234260350371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7021798234260350371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-been-busy-bee-this-morning-cleaning.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4669235704689567684</id><published>2009-08-21T19:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:43:29.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, we got the babysitter so we're going to the Endless Summer party tomorrow, I'm wearing a really cute maxi dress with 5 inch wedges, i need to look for a necklace to finish it off since the dress is one color only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to watch the Stankees, red Sox game and I'm not enjoying it.  I will go to bed early tonight so I can do some serious cleaning tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling more upbeat than last week and this week together and have a much more positive outlook today.  I hate having down days, I know everyone has them but it's such a challenge to get past them when they are happening and bringing you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading  poetry every day and it is such a change from my normal reading activity.  I did enjoy and write a bit of poetry when I was young, but I always found it tedious and boring, I guess now that I'm older, more mature (i know that's subject to opinion) i can read it and enjoy the feeling and story behind it.  I do obviously still enjoy my chick lit and mindless stuff but it's nice to expand my horizons and enjoy much more deep and meaningful work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Teasdale has got to be my favorite right now followed by Neruda, Edgar Allan Poe, William Blake and two others i hadn't hear off before Charles Wiles and Peter Stavropoulos.  I'm looking for more spanish poetry to satisfy my need for words that rhyme and work differently.  There is just something so musical and beautiful about the spanish language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I wanna check on the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4669235704689567684?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4669235704689567684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4669235704689567684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4669235704689567684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4669235704689567684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-we-got-babysitter-so-were-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5118473796955835460</id><published>2009-08-21T16:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:17:30.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy day...</title><content type='html'>was so busy today, went from one place to another with little break in between but go everything done and then some,  I feel so accomplished!  now the house front is another matter... i haven't really been here to do much so tomorrow is going to be cleanup day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are supposed to go to the Endless Summer party tomorrow night but I need to hear back from Hanna to see if she is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really enjoying The Fray today, especially Syndicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this one verse sounds so beautiful to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don't know what you're made of 'til the one thing that you want&lt;br /&gt;Is coming with the dawn and suddenly changes&lt;br /&gt;The Monday syndicate meets everyone the same&lt;br /&gt;All we've lost to the flame, listen to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5118473796955835460?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5118473796955835460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>ok almost friday</title><content type='html'>and although i've done lots of stuff this week and have much more to do tomorrow.  this is my schedule for tomorrow (not that you could care less...)&lt;br /&gt;8:30 dog to vet to remove stitches&lt;br /&gt;9:30 workout&lt;br /&gt;10:00 hair appointment&lt;br /&gt;1:40 maria appt at dr. millers&lt;br /&gt;3:00 ctk kids&lt;br /&gt;3:20 trinity kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm... i think i overscheduled... nonetheless i will  do it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided that shrimp pasta with pesto is what dinner will be tonight, gabi is excited and pat will be too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i posted a poem by Pablo Neruda that i really enjoyed, i liked it in english but in spanish it really brought it home.  so i'm in a search for spanish poems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5140897346326828239?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5140897346326828239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5140897346326828239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5140897346326828239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5140897346326828239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-almost-friday.html' title='ok almost friday'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1582016782887154375</id><published>2009-08-20T10:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:12:15.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si tú me olvidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que sepas&lt;br /&gt;una cosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú sabes cómo es esto:&lt;br /&gt;si miro&lt;br /&gt;la luna de cristal, la rama roja &lt;br /&gt;del lento otoño en mi ventana, &lt;br /&gt;si toco&lt;br /&gt;junto al fuego &lt;br /&gt;la impalpable ceniza&lt;br /&gt;o el arrugado cuerpo de la leña, &lt;br /&gt;todo me lleva a ti, &lt;br /&gt;como si todo lo que existe, &lt;br /&gt;aromas, luz, metales, &lt;br /&gt;fueran pequeños barcos que navegan &lt;br /&gt;hacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora bien,&lt;br /&gt;si poco a poco dejas de quererme&lt;br /&gt;dejaré de quererte poco a poco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si de pronto&lt;br /&gt;me olvidas&lt;br /&gt;no me busques, &lt;br /&gt;que ya te habré olvidado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si consideras largo y loco&lt;br /&gt;el viento de banderas&lt;br /&gt;que pasa por mi vida&lt;br /&gt;y te decides&lt;br /&gt;a dejarme a la orilla&lt;br /&gt;del corazón en que tengo raíces,&lt;br /&gt;piensa&lt;br /&gt;que en ese día,&lt;br /&gt;a esa hora&lt;br /&gt;levantaré los brazos&lt;br /&gt;y saldrán mis raíces&lt;br /&gt;a buscar otra tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero&lt;br /&gt;si cada día,&lt;br /&gt;cada hora&lt;br /&gt;sientes que a mí estás destinada &lt;br /&gt;con dulzura implacable. &lt;br /&gt;Si cada día sube &lt;br /&gt;una flor a tus labios a buscarme, &lt;br /&gt;ay amor mío, ay mía, &lt;br /&gt;en mí todo ese fuego se repite, &lt;br /&gt;en mí nada se apaga ni se olvida, &lt;br /&gt;mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada, &lt;br /&gt;y mientras vivas estará en tus brazos &lt;br /&gt;sin salir de los míos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1582016782887154375?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1582016782887154375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1582016782887154375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1582016782887154375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1582016782887154375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/si-tu-me-olvidas-quiero-que-sepas-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4995214940858966232</id><published>2009-08-20T09:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:59:17.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So scared of getting older&lt;br /&gt;I'm only good at being young&lt;br /&gt;So I play the numbers game&lt;br /&gt;To find a way to say that life has just begun&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4995214940858966232?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7706919978783766013</id><published>2009-08-20T08:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:30:53.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we have some serious rain coming down here in Fort Smith, it's a bit annoying but at least it's not deadly hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel appears not to be sick, i guess he just needed a nap !  YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hit up some laundry before we have to leave for an appt at 11 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to Belief.  I love this part of a verse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;belief is a beautiful armor &lt;br /&gt;but makes for the heaviest sword &lt;br /&gt;like punching underwater &lt;br /&gt;you never can hit who you're trying for&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7706919978783766013?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7706919978783766013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7706919978783766013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7706919978783766013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7706919978783766013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-have-some-serious-rain-coming-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3958676665597027070</id><published>2009-08-19T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:32:47.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok miguel must be sick, he fell asleep in the car on the way home and is now still asleep on the sofa.  hm...... not usually a good sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3958676665597027070?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3958676665597027070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3958676665597027070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3958676665597027070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3958676665597027070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-miguel-must-be-sick-he-fell-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1581325576952911672</id><published>2009-08-19T06:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T06:53:21.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meh...</title><content type='html'>another busy day and no desire to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it, i'm frustrated and snappy (and it's not PMS thankyouverymuch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You want to think and say that you have everytning you need, but then you realize that something is missing, someone is missing... and once you think you've found it, it goes and disappears on you and you don't understand what to do or even where to start looking for that missing piece of the puzzle. You sit at home in lonely frustration and you just wait...wait...and wait. No where to look, no one to look for...”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1581325576952911672?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1581325576952911672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1581325576952911672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1581325576952911672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1581325576952911672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/meh_19.html' title='meh...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7344175378266342821</id><published>2009-08-18T17:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:05:04.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the menu</title><content type='html'>teriyaki ahi tuna seared &lt;br /&gt;white rice&lt;br /&gt;steamed green beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miguel said today was "pretty good" although i heard his teacher tell him to be quiet in the pick up line, LOL&lt;br /&gt;Larisa said it was ok that she had homework&lt;br /&gt;gabi said it was boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7344175378266342821?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7344175378266342821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7344175378266342821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7344175378266342821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7344175378266342821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-menu.html' title='on the menu'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3849007043009413690</id><published>2009-08-18T13:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:35:53.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to go burn calories and then go pick up the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get back in my computer YAY and loaded up the pictures and they are not good... bah humbug...  i took maybe one that i liked and I still feel something was missing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did get some cleaning done today, and some thinking too, sometimes that's just it, you need to have busy body and your mind will sort of clean itself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh i finally found a quote i liked for today... it's from a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In your eyes I see the doorway to a thousand churches. - Peter Gabriel, In Your Eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3849007043009413690?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3849007043009413690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3849007043009413690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3849007043009413690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3849007043009413690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-to-go-burn-calories-and-then-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2134403544573574551</id><published>2009-08-18T10:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:01:45.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>listening to Nejo y Dalmata, nothing like a little reggaeton to get me to clean :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go out for about an hour or two and took some pictures.  Not exactly satisfied with them although I haven't been able to put them in the computer since apparently i killed it.  It doesn't want to boot up so I'm blogging from Pat's mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to post a poem or quote but i don't know how cut and paste in a mac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2134403544573574551?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2134403544573574551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2134403544573574551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2134403544573574551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2134403544573574551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/listening-to-nejo-y-dalmata-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2394597828590313452</id><published>2009-08-18T06:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T07:02:16.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>not much to say today, i was in a funk last night but i feel somewhat better this morning.  i'm debating going to take pictures today but I haven't really figured it out yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2394597828590313452?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2394597828590313452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2394597828590313452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2394597828590313452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2394597828590313452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5693497891978767364</id><published>2009-08-17T16:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:17:30.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>day one - success</title><content type='html'>Miguel declared the day and Kindergarden "awesome!"&lt;br /&gt;Larisa said she thinks her teacher likes her :)&lt;br /&gt;Gabi said it was hard at first but she figured it out as the day went on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a mini snaffu at the pick up at trinity because Morgan didn't see us but tomorrow will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relaxing at the computer for a bit but have to pick up Gabi from the gym in a bit, listening to John Mayer's "Where the Light is"  album.   Wonderful music, relaxing to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5693497891978767364?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5693497891978767364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5693497891978767364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5693497891978767364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5693497891978767364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-one-success.html' title='day one - success'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-8151948447854195610</id><published>2009-08-17T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:01:39.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well school drop off didn't go totally easy.  I cried when i dropped off Gabi and then Miguel cried when I had to leave his classroom, and only calmed down when I promised him a toy if he didn't cry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i was looking forward to this day and now I feel lonely... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-8151948447854195610?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8151948447854195610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=8151948447854195610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8151948447854195610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8151948447854195610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-school-drop-off-didnt-go-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5211326959290140334</id><published>2009-08-17T06:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:10:30.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful...</title><content type='html'>A Dream Within a Dream     &lt;br /&gt;by Edgar Allan Poe  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take this kiss upon the brow!&lt;br /&gt;And, in parting from you now,&lt;br /&gt;Thus much let me avow:&lt;br /&gt;You are not wrong who deem&lt;br /&gt;That my days have been a dream;&lt;br /&gt;Yet if hope has flown away&lt;br /&gt;In a night, or in a day,&lt;br /&gt;In a vision, or in none,&lt;br /&gt;Is it therefore the less gone?&lt;br /&gt;All that we see or seem&lt;br /&gt;Is but a dream within a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand amid the roar&lt;br /&gt;Of a surf-tormented shore,&lt;br /&gt;And I hold within my hand&lt;br /&gt;Grains of the golden sand--&lt;br /&gt;How few! yet how they creep &lt;br /&gt;Through my fingers to the deep,&lt;br /&gt;While I weep--while I weep!&lt;br /&gt;O God! can I not grasp&lt;br /&gt;Them with a tighter clasp?&lt;br /&gt;O God! can I not save&lt;br /&gt;One from the pitiless wave?&lt;br /&gt;Is all that we see or seem&lt;br /&gt;But a dream within a dream? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs, maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5211326959290140334?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5211326959290140334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5211326959290140334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5211326959290140334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5211326959290140334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2163179524556997839</id><published>2009-08-17T06:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:06:36.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and here it is</title><content type='html'>first day of school, in exactly 28 minutes i will wake up the kids.  first day is always ok, everyone is excited and nervous so they get up with no problems.  I didn't get much sleep last night, firstly because i fell asleep putting miguel to sleep.  then i got up at 11 pm and went to my bed, adt 1:30 the younglings invaded my bed, at 2 i realized pat wasn't there, and then i woke up constantly thinking i was going to forget to get up in time and get to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly i'm not in a bad mood and don't feel tired (yet)  I charged both of the digital cameras so I can take pictures of the kids, their lunches are ready and everyone is set with their uniforms.  I still have a couple of things i need to get for them but they were not emergencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,  maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2163179524556997839?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2163179524556997839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2163179524556997839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2163179524556997839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2163179524556997839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-here-it-is.html' title='and here it is'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4198759077129715224</id><published>2009-08-16T18:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:34:01.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging out..</title><content type='html'>well we did church, we had lunch, we did the ice cream social, a hellish trip to Target with miguel and now we are home.  I think I have everything organized for the kids except for their lunch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think gabi is nervous because she has been very giggly and silly today, super chatty and all over the place.  Larisa is just normal as usual, school is so good for her, she thrives with rules and schedules.  Miguel is in denial and completely ignoring the fact that tomorrow he has school all day.   whatever works.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i a bad mom if i say that i'm really looking forward to having the house to myself during the days?  ugh, i hate sounding like that... i am looking forward to time to myself, a more organized house and freedom to do things while they are in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a lovely glass of wine with some leftover salmon from friday.  Hunter, who was Miguel's swim teacher this summer,  was here for dinner with us and it was a very nice visit, we will miss him very much, he really became a fixture this summer.  It's odd when things happen that way, you meet someone and they worm their way into weave of your day to day.  Miguel talks of his "bro" all the time and constantly asks if his bro likes this or that.  he was really determined to find out if Hunter liked the song "Human" from The Killers and we got verification from Hanna that he does, so miguel is happy to know this.  If you read this "Io parlo italiano"  don't be a stranger, call, facebook or text :) and be careful ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be a really busy week which is really a bummer because i was looking forward to a peaceful first week back to school.   i have appt's out the wazoo and things to do almost every single day of the week, i think tuesday is my only free day and I'll probably have to clean that day so I can be caught up and ready since I'll be running around the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a rambly post and for some reason i'm reminded of pooh so I'm going to add a quote that i love from pooh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can't always sit in your corner of the forest and wait for people to come to you... you have to go to them sometimes.” &lt;br /&gt; Winnie the Pooh quote&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i thought of it and don't know that it has anything to do with what i wrote but I thought it was a very cool quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4198759077129715224?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4198759077129715224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4198759077129715224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4198759077129715224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4198759077129715224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/hanging-out.html' title='hanging out..'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-6092693868517203324</id><published>2009-08-16T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:26:00.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did not know what was happening in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—from "Tell Me a Story" by Robert Penn Warren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-6092693868517203324?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6092693868517203324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=6092693868517203324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6092693868517203324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6092693868517203324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-did-not-know-what-was-happening-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-4687428206395209837</id><published>2009-08-16T07:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:08:48.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well eventually i did get to sleep and i did rest, much to do today and then school for the kiddos tomorrow  YEAH! i mean oh bummer ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be the hospitality chair at school this year, it's supposed to be an easy job (they always say that)  so tomorrow i'm taking the younglings first, then gabi, help her set up, back to CTK for some set up of the school teachers lounge, then workout, then tennis (i'm subbing for someone) then home to clean up and then pick up the kids, then larisa has violin.  at least this first day she won't have homework, though gabi appaerntly will right off the bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day at the gym one of the trainers there told me i had lost weight and i looked thinner around the hips and such... weee!! finally.  pat had told me too but it's good to know that others have noticed also (pat always has secret reasons for saying compliments, even if they are true)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i had ever shared that about 37,000 years ago i bought pat a basketball hoop that you have to put in ground.  he has always loved playing bb and i wanted to encourage him to do it, so yesterday morning i issued a challenge, since the box had been in several of our garages for years (i bought it before miguel was born...) so larisa asked when it was going to be put, and i said never that i was going to be there until we died.   i guess that challenged pat and by the end of the day, his brother came from poteau and they set it up, LOL, finally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-4687428206395209837?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4687428206395209837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=4687428206395209837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4687428206395209837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/4687428206395209837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-eventually-i-did-get-to-sleep-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3201101118055571775</id><published>2009-08-15T23:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:59:25.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>almost midnight...</title><content type='html'>and sleep eludes me.... at least i did the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and I'm listening to John Mayer, Where the Light is.   Such wonderful music, wow... I really should try to go back to bed but i hate laying in bed and not sleeping, my thoughts take me places i don't want to go.  I freak out about everything, things aren't ready, the laundry isn't done, how will i manage the first day of school, thinking of friends and things i've done and wish to do... why does it always have to happen when you want to go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I'm not colorblind&lt;br /&gt;I know the world is black and white&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep an open mind&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't sleep on this tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop this train&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get off&lt;br /&gt;And go home again&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the speed it's moving in&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, won't someone stop this train?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3201101118055571775?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3201101118055571775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3201101118055571775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3201101118055571775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3201101118055571775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/almost-midnight.html' title='almost midnight...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3962377423560283956</id><published>2009-08-15T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:04:24.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh here it is the one i love</title><content type='html'>The Look     &lt;br /&gt;by Sara Teasdale  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Strephon kissed me in the spring,&lt;br /&gt;      Robin in the fall,&lt;br /&gt;But Colin only looked at me&lt;br /&gt;      And never kissed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,&lt;br /&gt;      Robin's lost in play,&lt;br /&gt;But the kiss in Colin's eyes&lt;br /&gt;      Haunts me night and day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow now that is gorgeous, wonderful and deep poetry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3962377423560283956?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3962377423560283956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3962377423560283956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3962377423560283956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3962377423560283956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhh-here-it-is-one-i-love.html' title='ahhh here it is the one i love'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7676919795654783403</id><published>2009-08-15T13:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:22:34.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>do you ever wonder about life, or you know have days when it seems like things don't make sense and everything is convoluted and jumbled?  i hate those days... the feeling of confusion and lack of direction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to take pictures today, but can't, not until the kids are in school can i take the time to do it.  i want to go to altus to take pictures, i'm already thinking of the beautiful areas i can photograph.  it's so unusual for me to take pictures of nature, i've always been inclined to take pictures of people and animals, it has always been my "thing"  But lately i'm thinking of trees and waterfalls, of mountains and country fences, you know those wood ones that look weathered.  i think i'm going to be doing a lot of driving this next few months and find places, i know so little of the area i live in, i want to see the places that are hidden and waiting to be "seen"  i know they are out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end this post i was trying to think of a quote or something, powerful and deep to say, even if it makes no sense.  so often i read poems or quotes and for some reason, even if it doesn't apply they speak to me, so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life, and you don't want to face what's wrong or right. Ain't it strange how fate can play a part, in the story of your heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Lopez, Ain't It Funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7676919795654783403?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7676919795654783403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7676919795654783403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7676919795654783403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7676919795654783403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-250921460079763663</id><published>2009-08-14T14:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:52:25.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cr*p</title><content type='html'>we forgot half of the stuff gabi needed to stock her locker....  now I have to redo everything and take her to school really early on monday and help her set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to pick up and organize the house, cooking rice and beans and salmon tonight.  Sox are playing the rangers this evening, the best part of it, is that it's on fox so pat is going to bitch and moan about the announcers the whooooollleee time.  wooo hooo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-250921460079763663?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/250921460079763663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=250921460079763663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/250921460079763663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/250921460079763663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/crp.html' title='cr*p'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7663300024895712476</id><published>2009-08-14T09:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:13:20.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SoVw6nkeYTI/AAAAAAAAASE/DilCldWjqFE/s1600-h/IMG_5940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SoVw6nkeYTI/AAAAAAAAASE/DilCldWjqFE/s400/IMG_5940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369822283065876786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SoVw6QN-XMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/12if-yoL4jA/s1600-h/IMG_6329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SoVw6QN-XMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/12if-yoL4jA/s400/IMG_6329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369822276797488322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SoVuz5lF9aI/AAAAAAAAAR0/IvDpAKdi0_Y/s1600-h/IMG_6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SoVuz5lF9aI/AAAAAAAAAR0/IvDpAKdi0_Y/s400/IMG_6285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369819968617969058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7663300024895712476?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7663300024895712476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7663300024895712476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7663300024895712476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7663300024895712476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-pictures.html' title='some pictures'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HeyrF99Xx4g/SoVw6nkeYTI/AAAAAAAAASE/DilCldWjqFE/s72-c/IMG_5940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5286523174384066609</id><published>2009-08-14T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:40:11.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily Dickinson - Hope is the thing</title><content type='html'>Hope is the thing with feathers&lt;br /&gt;That perches in the soul,&lt;br /&gt;And sings the tune without the words,&lt;br /&gt;And never stops at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sweetest in the gale is heard;&lt;br /&gt;And sore must be the storm&lt;br /&gt;That could abash the little bird&lt;br /&gt;That kept so many warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it in the chillest land,&lt;br /&gt;And on the strangest sea;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, never, in extremity,&lt;br /&gt;It asked a crumb of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5286523174384066609?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5286523174384066609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5286523174384066609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5286523174384066609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5286523174384066609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/emily-dickinson-hope-is-thing.html' title='Emily Dickinson - Hope is the thing'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5805222870635594428</id><published>2009-08-14T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:18:00.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry</title><content type='html'>good morning!  i love tylenol (i love advil and motrin better but they don't love me back, they want to swell up my face and suffocate me)  i love medication when it works and gives you what you need... you know painfree sleep and peace.  ahhh.... sleep and rest are so very important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been very thoughtful in the last few weeks, reading a lot of inspirational quotes and poetry.  I don't know if it's a melancholy thing, maybe i'm dying?  well we're all dying but that was not the point of my statement.  i'm feeling a deep need to be more in touch with complex words that make me think, that make me pause and take a real look at who i am, what i want and to see what happens around me in a different way.   did that sentence make sense?  it did to me but i can be welll... unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shortly i'll post some poetry here, not mine i can't  "poetrize" to save my life but other wonderful and gifted poets have wonderful stuff that is touching my heart lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5805222870635594428?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5805222870635594428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5805222870635594428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5805222870635594428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5805222870635594428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/poetry.html' title='poetry'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7512317420919952502</id><published>2009-08-14T03:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:20:00.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3:14 am</title><content type='html'>i'm up this late, not feeling well, waiting for the tylnol to kick in and eating chocolate mini wheats (hey it's good source of calcium and fiber!)  I'm thrilled with the kids teachers, larisa is thrilled with her classmates and miguel is ready to start kindergarden.  his teacher is very funny and very focused on reading so i think miguel will really enjoy being in her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat's office was finally repaired, but they have some more work to do to it, with the new breaker box.  at least pat is relaxed and has a fully working man cave again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well no more to write, this is so lame i'm boring myself....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7512317420919952502?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7512317420919952502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7512317420919952502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7512317420919952502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7512317420919952502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/314-am.html' title='3:14 am'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-5952857118623177578</id><published>2009-08-13T16:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:42:52.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>off to orientation...</title><content type='html'>bleh... no offense to the school or it's members, i love them all but orientation is absolutely, frigging boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-5952857118623177578?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5952857118623177578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=5952857118623177578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5952857118623177578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/5952857118623177578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/off-to-orientation.html' title='off to orientation...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-1541145916562888493</id><published>2009-08-13T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:57:27.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meh...</title><content type='html'>sometimes it really SUCKS to be a girl.... 'nough said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-1541145916562888493?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1541145916562888493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=1541145916562888493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1541145916562888493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/1541145916562888493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/meh.html' title='meh...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-6471024092071033819</id><published>2009-08-13T08:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:25:13.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>come back soon Remdog</title><content type='html'>remmy came back to see the sox last night!!!  he said he is getting better and hopes to be back before the end of the season.  I hope so!!!   in honor of his visit i posted , well i copied from a friend on facebook, in my profile the infamous remdog air guitar video.  enjoy it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-6471024092071033819?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6471024092071033819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=6471024092071033819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6471024092071033819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/6471024092071033819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-back-soon-remdog.html' title='come back soon Remdog'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7392111290944012957</id><published>2009-08-13T06:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:54:22.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ughhh...</title><content type='html'>headache....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miguel has orientation today and he is terribly excited about it.  I cant' wait to take him to see his new classroom, meet his teacher and see where he sits, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabi had fun at her orientation last night and received her schedule, locker and saw her friends and figured out who she is taking classes with, she also thinks that a boy likes her, and he is awful cute, such a sweet thing when they start that stage of puppy love, awwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy to say that miguel slept in his own bed all night and didn't come to my bed, which is such a joy for me, he is such a little furnace and he has to sleep plastered to me which is really sweet but after a while it gets hot and sweaty and i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw the end of a movie last night with gene hackman and i have to say i found it so stupid, i think pat said it was called "heist" and there were so many double crosses for some gold they stole it was ridiculous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-7392111290944012957?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7392111290944012957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=7392111290944012957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7392111290944012957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/7392111290944012957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/ughhh.html' title='ughhh...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3461378716633064176</id><published>2009-08-12T08:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:21:56.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>your so beautiful</title><content type='html'>i love that song by Akon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Phyllis thank you for the comment and for following my blog :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy day today .... that can be good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the dogs are driving me NUTS!  2 puppies in one house plus a bulldog and a pug is tiring.  the yorkie is sooo noisy and the mutt is a mess she is such a spaz!  the bulldog seems pretty relaxed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new playlist with easy listening music including, the fray, john mayer and a few other loose songs that i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking gabi shopping tomorrow i think, she needs "foundation garments"  eeeekkk! when did that happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3461378716633064176?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3461378716633064176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=3461378716633064176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3461378716633064176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/3461378716633064176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-so-beautiful.html' title='your so beautiful'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-3888747359437313046</id><published>2009-08-11T16:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:16:47.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love miguel</title><content type='html'>he's such a little worker, coming in with his sweet little cheeks and dimples and he smiles and i forget what a little stinker he can be sometimes.  then he gives me a peck on the lips and runs off to pat to tell him "i kissed your wife on the lips!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked hard today on larisa's room and decluttered the entire pigstye that it was, OMG how can one human being hold on to so much sh*t!  She's a massive pack rat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days 'till school, things are falling in place, sitter's arranged, meetings scheduled, appt's made, i just need to press uniforms and they should be good to go!  gabi gets orientated tomorrow ( i know i said that wrong i did it on purpose ) we get orientated tomorrrow and thursday, miguel gets orientated thursday morning and larisa i guess gets disorientated since there isn't one for her.    ar ar ar, i know bad joke, i'm feeling chatty for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm going to go check facebook and twitter so i can avoid thinking of laundry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-3888747359437313046?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3888747359437313046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-7875013720302308414</id><published>2009-08-11T07:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T07:52:26.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i got my tune...</title><content type='html'>lucky i'm in love with my best friend, lucky to have been where we have been, lucky to be coming home someday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was rough but we made it thru, there were storms but that was actually helpful for sleeping, then at around 2:30 i woke up sweating and wedged in between pat and miguel, with larisa bringing in the rear... so i had to take the kids to bed and that earned my about 1.5 hours of no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi survived and is doing good from her surgery, although i have to keep her separated from the other dogs so they are all whinning and driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE GOT to do laundry today, it has be done today, no options nor arguments no procrastinating, i have to get uniforms ready for the kidlets and get rid of a lot of clothes that don't fit either miguel or larisa.  i have to get them socks and underwear and undershits for larisa.  gabi is all set but can probably use more underwear and bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put a tracker that counts the people that hit my blog and nobody comes but me, LMAO hey this is as good as a journal, nobody reads it.  i did put it in my facebook so maybe someone will read it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a tanky sitting in my lap pretending to be a baby, sucking his thumb and smelling of morning breath, he wants ice cream for breakfast.  he looks massively adorable in his red shorts and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now he wants to talk and fenway is eating my chair i guess i need to stop blabbering here and start doing stuff....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-8220494262983237318</id><published>2009-08-10T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:34:52.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no song yet...</title><content type='html'>still thinking of a song but none is coming....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi is recovering quietly in the sunroom from her surgery, the doctor said she did well but she has a skin infection so she's on AB, she also has mange so she's on meds, and she puked up a shirt... yes a whole entire child's shirt.... never dull around here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miguel has been playing happily with his friend from accross the street.  it was a slow build up for them, they are pretty different in personalities but they are finding common ground and having a lot of fun together.  it should help him sleep soundly which is always in high demand from the parental units.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-8220494262983237318?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8220494262983237318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=8220494262983237318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8220494262983237318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/8220494262983237318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-song-yet.html' title='no song yet...'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26059866.post-2187102375336162365</id><published>2009-08-10T12:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:48:17.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm.. hmm....</title><content type='html'>i feel like humming a tune but it's not coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's an ordinary day, still have things to do and the week is piling on with stuff, amazingly the laundry is doing the same thing and not washing itself how I wish i had a way of doing laundry without the actual work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished reading "For a few demons more" by Kim Harrison and i swear it got me depressed... one of my favorite characters dies and i just couldn't put the book down for anything last night.  I'm now reading book 7 of the same series called "The Outlaw Demon Wails" too early to tell but it's good so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much else going on, boring, boring :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26059866-2187102375336162365?l=marias-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2187102375336162365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26059866&amp;postID=2187102375336162365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2187102375336162365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26059866/posts/default/2187102375336162365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marias-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmmm-hmm.html' title='hmmm.. hmm....'/><author><name>Flaca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00092917279526939035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
