<?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-4934716374338910202</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:31:37.973-04:00</updated><category term='surgery'/><category term='New Job'/><category term='falling down'/><category term='1st cheering'/><category term='CDL Contiue...'/><category term='just for fun...'/><category term='for the fun of it'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Update'/><category term='General info.'/><category term='winter'/><category term='surgery update'/><category term='Christmas tree'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='just talk'/><category term='truck driving'/><category term='more talk'/><category term='Helping Maggie'/><title type='text'>The Blair's</title><subtitle type='html'>"Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems in a place perhaps you've seen in your dreams."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-1297519296259409441</id><published>2009-10-08T12:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T13:35:56.173-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'>ALL I want for christmas is..</title><content type='html'>Not my two front teeth, I already have those! I'm thinking more along the lines of a new car .&lt;br /&gt;But not just any car, it has to be the perfect color ,plenty of space, nice options , of course makes people want to drool as I drive by them, and most importantly it has to be kid &amp;amp; Ron approved!&lt;br /&gt;So i did my research to find this magical car and through my looking and alot of talking with my sister Nikki we have found our car ( she wants one to , yes its that great! ) what is the name of this mystical car that has Heather 's panties in a bundle you might ask. Well I'll tell you ....Its a FORD FLEX ! It it absolutely the BEST care ever. So now your probably asking what makes this the best car ever ..Let me tell you ! "Its bold presence is a wake up call to your senses. Beginning with the unmistakable chrome grille that continues its linear design around Flex in the form of four distinctive grooves. The all-black greenhouse design with privacy glass seamlessly ties the body together with the roof, but it’s the available two-tone top that gives you the option to reflect some personal style. Standard models also include Ice Blue™ interior lighting ,&lt;br /&gt;Leather-wrapped steering wheel with cruise and audio controls ,Leather-wrapped shifter knob,&lt;br /&gt;Cockpit Integrated Display ,Sliding front visors with dual-illuminated vanity mirrors,&lt;br /&gt;Electrochromic (auto-dimming) rear view mirror, Power windows, Front row center console, Overhead console with map lights and sun glass holder, Glove box - lockable&lt;br /&gt;Reading lamps for 2ND and 3rd-row passengers, Cargo lamp over 3rd-row, Battery saver&lt;br /&gt;12V power points (4), Storage pockets for all doors, Solar-tinted front windows and windshield&lt;br /&gt;Privacy glass on rear doors, quarter and lift gate windows, Manual tilt/telescoping steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;Cup holders/bottle holders (10),Assist grab handles (3) ,Coat hooks (2) in 2ND-row, Map pockets on front seat backs ,Grocery bag hooks in cargo area, Carpeted floor mats- 1st and 2ND-rows&lt;br /&gt;All-weather floor mats - black for 1st and 2ND-rows ,Ergonomic stereo and climate controls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optional&lt;br /&gt;Class III Trailer Tow Package&lt;br /&gt;Analog gauges&lt;br /&gt;Rear console refrigeration (Requires 2ND-row console)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES that said refrigeration !! If this is not the best care ever then Please some one show what is..&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE SANTA I WILL BE GOOD FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE IF YOU PUT THIS GIFT UNDER MY CHRISTMAS TREE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-1297519296259409441?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/1297519296259409441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=1297519296259409441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1297519296259409441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1297519296259409441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title='ALL I want for christmas is..'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-7400296809854934442</id><published>2009-09-12T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:31:11.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My crazy life</title><content type='html'>I just don't know how or when to find the time to add new post.. My life is always so busy yet nothing really changes. There is always some type of activity going on., the kids making us laugh uncontrollably ! For instance  Shaiyen and I were talking and she was asking why I am so short &amp;amp; she is so tall. I started to explain to her that just about everyone on both sides of her family are tall, so she got the genetic jean to be tall also, she started screaming OH MY GOSH  I HAVE BUGS IN MY JEANS!!  and then there was the time when Ron and Shy were talking about lottery tickets  Shaiyen wanted to buy one , Ron told her she can't because she's a miner. Shaiyen replies " I don't dig holes " There are many occasions when Shaiyen reminds me of my self  and that just makes it that much more funnier! Bailey is level headed and very rarely has "moments" she is very kind and excepts all people know matter what they look like or where they come from and always thinks things through.Then there is Gabe..he is a walking talking comedian  every word that comes out of his mouth is a joke , he  lifts his eyebrow and says " wanna  a ride big boy " and my name is Gabe and I'm a helcaholic  ~his daddy taught him that ! There are many times that I am convinced that I live in the circus,  and on a daily basis I am reminded of that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-7400296809854934442?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/7400296809854934442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=7400296809854934442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7400296809854934442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7400296809854934442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-crazy-life.html' title='My crazy life'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-639604792219382504</id><published>2009-07-31T12:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:10:54.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Job'/><title type='text'>New job for Ron</title><content type='html'>Well its official Ron is signing with a company named Werner, they are out of Springfield Ohio. He leaves Aug 18 for orientation. This whole process has happened so fast I'm not sure how to feel about it ! Of course I'm happy for him, this is what he wants to do...Drive Super Trucks ! I'm alittle nervous about the length of training and how the kids are going to be once he embarks upon this new career ..but we will adjust.{ Alittle heads up to Nikki , Im sure i will be up your ass for the 1st few weeks ! haha }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-639604792219382504?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/639604792219382504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=639604792219382504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/639604792219382504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/639604792219382504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-job-for-ron.html' title='New job for Ron'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-800078148286491873</id><published>2009-07-21T13:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:59:52.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truck driving'/><title type='text'>Truck driving school</title><content type='html'>After 5 weeks of traveling back and forth to Perrysburg for truck driving  school.. I am very proud to say RON HAS GRADUATED !!! Trainco had a very nice graduation ceremony, cake &amp;amp; milk for the kids..and afterwards we got to climb into the trucks and see how they work, Ron got to put his skills to good use ! Now Ron is job searching, he found a company he thinks he wants to drive for but he doesn't do well with " Not knowing what to expect " he tends to get nervous at the idea of a new career. He doesn't like the idea of change..The next few weeks are going to be a roller coaster ride for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-800078148286491873?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/800078148286491873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=800078148286491873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/800078148286491873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/800078148286491873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/07/truck-driving-school.html' title='Truck driving school'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-5310358841408348316</id><published>2009-07-20T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:28:40.917-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for fun...'/><title type='text'>I've come to realize.....</title><content type='html'>I've come to Realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note completing the 36 "I’ve come to realize." At the end, choose the friends you want to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you or I knew you way back when and am interested in what life has taught you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've come to realize that dancing...Is more fun when doing it with someone you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I've come to realize that my job(s)...Is what i make of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I've come to realize that when I'm driving...Everybody needs to get the heck out of my way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've come to realize that I need....To have a little time to myself.. I don't always have to be doing for others :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I've come to realize that I cant fix the world...But I can do my part to help...  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've come to realize that I Love...the world and always see the good things in it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I've come to realize that if I'm drunk...i cry alot and am no fun to be with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I've come to realize that money...Isn't really mine... It belongs to my kids.,  my mortgage&lt;br /&gt;company, school , taxes ...everyone but me  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I've come to realize that certain people...Are a huge waste of skin and were put on this earth to test me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I've come to realize that I'll always ...want more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I've come to realize that my sibling(s)...(At least one) is one of my best friends.. the other two stress me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I've come to realize that my mom...is alittle crazy , and no matter how much i try its a battle not worth fighting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I've come to realize that my cell phone...is my life line to keep up with my children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning...i am extremely blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I've come to realize that last night before I went to sleep ... i was dwelling on stupid things my two siblings that stress me out was doing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking..I'm learning alot about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I've come to realize that my dad...is a great man, needs to get a back bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook...I am still confused as to how to get around to all the stuff I want to see... I didn't know they had Mafia Wars on here also... Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I've come to realize that today...I am doing the same thing i always do, clean the house :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I've come to realize that tonight...is also going to be the same as every other night:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I've come to realize that tomorrow...Is going to be the same as today :(  BORING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 22. I've come to realize that I really want to..be a better person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is...Nobody... They never do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I've come to realize that life...Is far more lively when you add good friends and Sugar and not that splenda crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I've come to realize that this weekend...Is not getting here soon enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I've realized the best music to listen to when I am upset..is the music you sing while taking a shower :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I've come to realize that my friends...Are truly my friends if they have stuck around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I've come to realize that this year...Is great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I've come to realize that my ex.. what ex ? I've been married for almost 13 yrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I've come to realize that maybe I should...Be nicer to the siblings that stress me out, and i should drink more coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I've come to realize that I love...my hubby and kids more then i thought one person was capably of loving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I've come to realize that I don't understand...why stupid people just don't see the signs, and no matter how many times you point them out, the freaking idiots still don't get it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I've come to realize my past...Is my past... and it needs to stay there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. I've come to realize that parties...Are OK, just not my cup of tea so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I've come to realize that I'm totally terrified...Of... losing a loved one, and the idea of my children being adults , and not needing me any more:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 36. I've come to realize that my life...Is pretty close to great.. but there's always room for improvement !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-5310358841408348316?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/5310358841408348316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=5310358841408348316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5310358841408348316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5310358841408348316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-come-to-realize.html' title='I&apos;ve come to realize.....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-552450872691527853</id><published>2009-07-14T20:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:59:11.156-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more talk'/><title type='text'>Not a mid life crisis!</title><content type='html'>After reading my very good friends blog about me and my mid life crisis, i have decided its not a mid life crisis after all... thanks Beki !!! i think it more like ...ummmmm a over whelming , having trouble dealing with every aspect of my home life, kids and job all by myself..I never realized how much I rely on Ron , just for the simple things like paying some bills, mowing the grass , taking the kids to the store or to visit his mom so i can have breathing time..Or even staying home with the kids so i can go to the store! With Ron going to school , these last 5 weeks have been very difficult for me...I went from having my hubby home all day ~ work 3rd shift  to seeing him 2 hrs a day, And now with him possibly singing with this new company, he'll be on the road for 7 days, after his 7 days out, he'll stay home for 4 days then gone for 7 again. So all this means my entire house hold will be ran by me alone.. I never realized how much the little things he did helped me so much..Cudo's to all my single friends with jobs &amp;amp; kids i honestly don't know how you function on a regular basis! I keep telling my self it will get better...But i dont see the light at the end of the tunnel yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-552450872691527853?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/552450872691527853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=552450872691527853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/552450872691527853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/552450872691527853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-mid-life-crisis.html' title='Not a mid life crisis!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-1239821691859692650</id><published>2009-07-09T22:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:55:20.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just talk'/><title type='text'>Mid life crises ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;I can never find the time to post the things i want, then when I do find the time i figure i have nothing worth posting! My last post was in may so i am long over do.. I think I'm going threw &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; mid life crises ordeal. I'm not sure how it works but i have found myself looking at my life and wondering whats my story...When i die what will people say about me. how will i be remembered, if I'm remembered at all. And the only answer I come up with is : She was my babysitter . As glorified as that sounds I'm not sure I'm content with that.~ I wish there was more. So Ive decided to change my story..where exactly will it go is a mystery for all of us..To Be Continued!I wonder if my thoughts are due to my age or is it because i have realized that in 5 yrs Shaiyen will be graduating high school , in 11yrs Gabe will be graduating...What then , who will i take care of ? i REALLY believe i will have a bad case of empty nest syndrome..With that being said I got a new tattoo, its Chinese symbols &amp;amp; orchid flowers down my spine. It stands for smelly fish butt prostitute! ha ha just kidding, it means family, strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;love, Harmony &amp;amp; happiness. Ron graduates truck driving school July 17th, Shaiyen had to have a graft done on her lower gums (In her mouth),Bailey turned 11. Both girls have started cheer leading practice &amp;amp; Gabriel well he's just as wild as before. I'm really surprised he hasn't broke any bones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-1239821691859692650?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/1239821691859692650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=1239821691859692650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1239821691859692650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1239821691859692650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/07/mid-life-crises.html' title='Mid life crises ?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-5658319379857463848</id><published>2009-05-06T17:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:17:29.938-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling down'/><title type='text'>May came in with a BIG hit !</title><content type='html'>Well here we are already into the month of May and let me tell you it came with a BIG hit...literally! On may 1st Gabe fell off his bike coming from my neighbors. He smashed his face into the cement in the driveway and OMG....i never seen sooooo much blood in my life ! It was pouring out his nose &amp;amp; when he opened his mouth to cry, it began pouring out of his mouth! Like a water fall that you would see for Halloween . Of course I ran to his aide picked him up , went running for my kitchen to get paper towels to help control this bloody waterfall. In the process got my shirt a bloody mess , and after 6 hand fulls of dripping wet paper towels I realized I couldn't stop this waterfall my self ,and my son has broke his nose..I start to imagine of him looking like quasi modo as an adult ! And  pray to god he's not disfigured and can be fixed. So we head to the hospital, where the nurse shoves a large pillow case in his face , attempting to stop the waterfall herself .After 30 minutes &amp;amp; alot of blood loss the waterfall stops..the nurses clean him up &amp;amp; the doc comes in to asses the damage...He's fine ... No cutes , No broken bones, No lose teeth , Most importantly he's not going to be disfigured! So during this process I have learned ...a child can lose a shit load of blood and still be OK , face trauma isn't always as bad as it looks and no matter how hard you try to keep your child safe they still need to fall. ! A lesson I don't want to repeat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-5658319379857463848?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/5658319379857463848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=5658319379857463848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5658319379857463848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5658319379857463848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-came-in-with-big-hit.html' title='May came in with a BIG hit !'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-934431683878160679</id><published>2009-04-20T18:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:40:04.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping maggie..</title><content type='html'>Sorry readers i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get this out in time for the garage sale.. but you can still help by&lt;br /&gt;CELEBRATING HOME BINGO(HOME AND GARDEN / HOME INTERIORS) party or making a donation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-934431683878160679?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/934431683878160679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=934431683878160679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/934431683878160679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/934431683878160679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/04/helping-maggie_20.html' title='Helping maggie..'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-7876035552505052205</id><published>2009-04-20T18:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:34:44.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helping Maggie'/><title type='text'>Helping Maggie</title><content type='html'>PLEASE KEEP FORWARDING THIS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For everyone who has heard Maggies story and would like to help!  &lt;br /&gt; With the help of some friends I've known and others I have met along the way we have found several ways that we hope will help us cover the expenses needed to save Maggie!&lt;br /&gt;Now we need your help!&lt;br /&gt;below is a list of events we are currently doing to raise the $3,400 for Maggies surgery.  I ask that you.......&lt;br /&gt;please look through them to see if there is anything you would be interested in. &lt;br /&gt;THEN......&lt;br /&gt;Forward this email to everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;With your help I am confident that we can give this AMAZING canine companion the chance at life that she deserves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE HELP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; GARAGE SALE&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday April 16th-Saturday April 18th(weather permitting)&lt;br /&gt;At 503 West Main St Bellevue OH&lt;br /&gt;Antiques - Housewares - Furniture - Toys - Clothing - Baby Items&lt;br /&gt;and so much more!&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD THE WORD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CELEBRATING HOME BINGO&lt;br /&gt;(HOME AND GARDEN / HOME INTERIORS)&lt;br /&gt;Norwalk Eagles Hall 151 Cline St. Norwalk&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday April 21st 6:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;Join us for an evening of fun, view elaborate displays and feast on a delicious dessert buffet.&lt;br /&gt;We will end the evening with 10 games of BINGO.  30% of all proceeds will go towards expenses for Maggie....  Who ever places the LARGEST ORDER will receive $100 in merchandise of their choice for only $24.95!&lt;br /&gt;SECOND LARGEST ORDER will receive any item in the catalog for 1/2 price!&lt;br /&gt;(See attachment for more info)&lt;br /&gt;Please call me (Nikki Jarrett) @ 419-483-6169 or email me at &lt;a href="mailto:nicholejjarrett@hotmail.com"&gt;nicholejjarrett@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; to RSVP by April 19th - BE SURE TO BRING SOME FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot make it you can you can always call me or email me to place an order. Maggie will appreciate it! Check out the online catalog @ &lt;a href="http://www.celebratinghome.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.celebratinghome.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; MAKE A DONATION&lt;br /&gt;If you would prefer to donate money to help Maggie we have a place for that too,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the help of Jan Thaman from Miami Valley OKI Lab Rescue!   She has posted Maggies story on their website &lt;a href="http://www.okilabrescue.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.okilabrescue.org/&lt;/a&gt; and is collecting donations for her!  whether you choose to donate or not PLEASE visit the site!!! She is an amazing woman working with a great organization to help canines in need!  She has several Labs in foster homes that are waiting to be placed in their "FOREVER HOME".  Who knows maybe when you visit you'll find a best friend who'll change your life just like Maggie Lou changed ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER In the end it all adds up!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Thanks for your help, Nikki..... and Maggie to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-7876035552505052205?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/7876035552505052205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=7876035552505052205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7876035552505052205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7876035552505052205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/04/helping-maggie.html' title='Helping Maggie'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-9176183562412910128</id><published>2009-04-20T10:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:19:33.744-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for the fun of it'/><title type='text'>Rainy day...</title><content type='html'>Today is a rainy, sludgy, gray,day...normal people would say this kind of day sucks ! NOT ME... for my house hold this is the perfect non matching sock, Pj waring , crazy hair &amp;amp; make up kinda day ! "Ahoy thar matey.".. We are gonna play Pirates with green teeth if we decide to have teeth at all ! And with all the rain its the perfect set up , to look out our ship window and see a shark or a whale ".Shiver me timbers ".We might even see another pirate ship with cannons who are gonna attack us for our treasure ! We will have to fight them off with our plastic &amp;amp; foam swords , And shoot the other boat down with our sock cannon !  Or maybe we'll see land and go on a treasure hunt to monkey island where monkeys protect the land &amp;amp; throw coconut's at us! This is the best part about staying home with the kids. I can act like I'm 5 and the kids think I'm the best adult ever ! After we are done playing we'll have some lunch , change some diapers...oh but "pirates don't change diapers "! And lay down for nap.. Maybe ill finally get some work done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-9176183562412910128?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/9176183562412910128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=9176183562412910128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/9176183562412910128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/9176183562412910128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/04/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy day...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-5754343617746443715</id><published>2009-04-09T17:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:14:54.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>Well its been about three months since Ive been here.I'm glad to be back ! Alot has been going on since I last posted. Where to start.......February Gabe had his 7th b~day and you have no idea how hard that is for me. My children are growing up so fast , and I reflect on memories of them as infants and it seem like just yesterday I delivered Shaiyen , then right after that came Bailey and Gabe !Its hard to believe in 5 1/2 yrs Shaiyen will be 18... the time does fly ! Ron got laid off from Jainesville.. He was suppose to start truck driving school..but got called back to work ! 12 hr days. March was Ron's B-day he turned 33. I also took on a part time job at my cousins restaurant.. I am a server &amp;amp; teach cooking class to kids on Saturday mornings. That brings us to April..Shaiyen made the 7th grade cheer leading squad for basketball &amp;amp; football!  And Bailey made the cheer leading squad fo 6th grade. They don't have a basketball team yet.. And Gabe got enrolled in baseball ! What a busy summer I have in front of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-5754343617746443715?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/5754343617746443715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=5754343617746443715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5754343617746443715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5754343617746443715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-8429844626625942738</id><published>2009-01-01T13:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:55:06.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>It's over</title><content type='html'>I should start off  saying HAPPY NEW YEAR ! I hope your year was great and very memorable.&lt;br /&gt;This past year for me has gone so fast, so busy, that it truly feels like time has moved so fast that it was a huge blur that i can barely remember.. Of course I do remember the important things, like the girls cheer leading, Drama class,Gabe starting kindergarten Again !! Lilly being born , Nathan starting school , Ben's new job, Ron getting his truck , me losing weight 70 lbs to be exact ! and Nikki Telling me she was pregnant, I don't think i will ever forget that ! Let's not forget my best friend announced she was gay ! And I can't leave out La Sha... she has touched my life more then even I expected ! We've had our share of ups and downs, family and friend drama ! But over all its been a great year, and now it's over faster then I can talk about it !&lt;br /&gt;I hope this new year brings you  good health ,new drama , exciting new journeys and more friends and family to share all your experience's with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-8429844626625942738?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/8429844626625942738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=8429844626625942738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8429844626625942738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8429844626625942738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-7563658447928870236</id><published>2008-12-29T09:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:13:03.747-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery update'/><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>Everything went well for my surgery I ended up getting six incisions and a awful bad Collier bone pain ! the Collier bone pain is due to the gas, the doc pumped into my stomach before the surgery. I was laid up about a week and as of Christmas eve i am aloud to eat ! let me just tell you how great that was ! I'm suppose to eat small portions 6-8 times a day . It averages out to about every 2 hours.  So now i graze.... yes like a cow !!  And when I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; with Nikki we have a feed !! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HA HA&lt;/span&gt;...Anyways things are good and I go back to the doc &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Feb&lt;/span&gt; 17 for a check up.. Thank you to every one who helped me weather it was with the kids or just checking to see if we needed anything. I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-7563658447928870236?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/7563658447928870236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=7563658447928870236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7563658447928870236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7563658447928870236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/12/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-8106075897237251270</id><published>2008-12-10T18:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:44:40.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for fun...'/><title type='text'>Dusty underwear...</title><content type='html'>One evening a Husband, thinking he was being funny, said to his wife, 'Perhaps we should start washing your clothes in 'Slim Fast'. Maybe it would take a few inches off of your butt!'  His wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go unrewarded.&lt;br /&gt;  The next morning the husband took a pair of underwear out of his drawer. 'What the Hell is this?' he said to himself as a little 'dust' cloud appeared when he shook them out.   'April', he hollered into the bathroom, 'Why did you put Talcum Powder in my underwear?'   She replied with a snicker. 'It's not talcum powder; it's 'Miracle Grow'!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-8106075897237251270?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/8106075897237251270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=8106075897237251270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8106075897237251270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8106075897237251270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/12/dusty-underwear.html' title='Dusty underwear...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-3590344155870680200</id><published>2008-12-08T10:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:48:19.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas tree'/><title type='text'>Christmas tree</title><content type='html'>We finally got our tree up, of course its artificial . I was wanting a real tree this year , but after talking to Nikki about this matter, she quickly informed me of all the hazards a real tree poses, thanks to her hubby being a firefighter and all , she not only is on a quest to keep her house safe she is trying to keep every ones house safe !! after assembling our new 7 1/2 ft tree. ( i needed a new one cuz i was duct taping the top of the other tree together ! ) and put the decorations on it i realized we have way to many decorations . I try to stick with a theme ( red and gold ) but with 3 kids who make things at school its very hard to theme.  My tree looked like a pile of very organized Christmas ornaments just sitting in the corner .. So I talked to Nikki again ( i talk to her alot !) and with my ornament pile now posing a threat to burn my house down , she suggested another tree for the kids decorations and that's what i did ... we got another tree just for the kids to decorate with all their master pieces from school... so now I have two Christmas trees one themed my way and they other is themed the kids way !!! i will add pic's as soon as I go visit Nikki she knows how to do all that fancy stuff !! I think this season is becoming one of my favorites i love to decorate ,i love the colors and smells and the best part is the kids they are always very excited this time of year there truly is some kind of magic in the air !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-3590344155870680200?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/3590344155870680200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=3590344155870680200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3590344155870680200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3590344155870680200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas tree'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-3375396683267914613</id><published>2008-12-08T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:22:16.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>Counting down the days...</title><content type='html'>There is 9 to be exact ! until my dreaded surgery. The surgery really isn't the problem.. the problem is my kids, i hate the idea of having to leave them for a few days, its very hard to know i have to rely on some one else  to take care of them , and try to keep up with there very busy schedules that i have grown so accustom to. I know its just a few days but i don't like having to do this..And i feel guilty having to do it in the first place. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if i  was in the same town, but that would be to easy ! No i have to spend time in Cleveland !! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt; way it has to be done and I have a good support system that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind picking up my slack for a few days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-3375396683267914613?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/3375396683267914613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=3375396683267914613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3375396683267914613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3375396683267914613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/12/counting-down-days.html' title='Counting down the days...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-1234792798471936217</id><published>2008-12-05T16:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T17:08:17.916-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Thank you La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sha&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Nikki for introducing this book series to me, I do believe they are the BEST books I have ever read. In the last week iIhave read more then I have in the last few months put together. I am so looking forward to reading more of Stephanie Myers books. The twilight series was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;addicting&lt;/span&gt; that I read nonstop , I cooked dinner while reading, bathed and cleaned while reading, although cleaning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; work out so well.. I just wanted to sit and read. Ron even told me a few times to stop reading, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I was so absorbed with the books I lost track of things going on around me. " the kids could be burning the house down and I would never know it " he said many times ! I highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; reading these books to everyone as long as you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind loosing your self or your house for that matter ! I cant wait to see the movie ..&lt;br /&gt;  Thanks again girls and happy reading to ya !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-1234792798471936217?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/1234792798471936217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=1234792798471936217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1234792798471936217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1234792798471936217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-9044373811966884652</id><published>2008-11-12T12:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:27:06.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on achalasia.</title><content type='html'>I went to meet with the doc's on Monday, they are all very nice and explained everything well.&lt;br /&gt;the doc' wanted to confirm my diagnosis so  I had to do some x~rays and drink this nasty berry stuff , while i was there i got the pleasure  of being  put to sleep twice ! i had a scope put down my throat and a HUGE  tube as wide as a straw , shoved up my nose and down my esophagus. What fun that was ! And  guess what i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Achalasia&lt;/span&gt; , who would have guessed ? For those of you who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Achalasia&lt;/span&gt; is..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt;: an &lt;a title="Esophageal motility disorder" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Esophageal_motility_disorder"&gt;esophageal motility disorder&lt;/a&gt;: The &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Smooth muscle cell" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smooth_muscle_cell"&gt;smooth muscle&lt;/a&gt; layer of the &lt;a title="Esophagus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Esophagus"&gt;esophagus&lt;/a&gt; loses normal &lt;a title="Peristalsis" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peristalsis"&gt;peristalsis&lt;/a&gt; (muscular ability to move food down the esophagus), and the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Lower esophageal sphincter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lower_esophageal_sphincter"&gt;lower esophageal sphincter&lt;/a&gt; (LES) fails to relax properly in response to &lt;a title="Swallowing" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swallowing"&gt;swallowing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Achalasia#cite_note-Park_2005-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm  scheduled for surgery on Dec.17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Not to excited about that, but what do you do. After the surgery I will have to stay in the hospital for 2 days. Also not to excited about  that.  So that's the gist of whats going on with me i will keep you updated periodically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-9044373811966884652?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/9044373811966884652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=9044373811966884652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/9044373811966884652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/9044373811966884652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-achalasia.html' title='Update on achalasia.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-8287991984536791307</id><published>2008-11-08T11:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:28:13.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you scared ?</title><content type='html'>Last night we are doing our normal nightly routine.. Gabe's taking a bath , and I'm doing laundry ( washer &amp;amp; dryer are both in the bathroom ) Gabe looks at me smiles his goofy smile and says&lt;br /&gt;" Mom do you know what I'm playing with ?" alittle startled to reply  I said barbies ! he laughs and says " are you scared ?" You shouldn't be cuz your on scare taxes !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-8287991984536791307?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/8287991984536791307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=8287991984536791307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8287991984536791307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8287991984536791307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-you-scared.html' title='Are you scared ?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-2782358811324122596</id><published>2008-10-22T18:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:19:53.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>La Sha....HAS A PROBLEM  !!</title><content type='html'>I was talking to my sister and we have decided our friend La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sha&lt;/span&gt; has  a BIG problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will tell you of her addiction,&lt;br /&gt;She knows she needs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intervention&lt;/span&gt;, and it does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interfere&lt;/span&gt; with her daily schedule.&lt;br /&gt; Nikki has talked to La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sha&lt;/span&gt; about her problem ,we are trying to find a 12 step program..&lt;br /&gt;A good program is hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sha&lt;/span&gt; does it while she is eating,&lt;br /&gt;she'll do it while on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;she'll do it while kids in the room,&lt;br /&gt; even while holding Nikki's baby,&lt;br /&gt;She will do it at her house...&lt;br /&gt;Nikki's house..&lt;br /&gt;If she had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; she would do it at my house ...&lt;br /&gt;And maybe even yours.&lt;br /&gt; she's not really hurting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are we to  judge her ?&lt;br /&gt;If La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sha&lt;/span&gt; wants to blog , we should just let her do it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-2782358811324122596?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/2782358811324122596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=2782358811324122596' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/2782358811324122596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/2782358811324122596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/10/la-shahas-problem.html' title='La Sha....HAS A PROBLEM  !!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-4166217495317155333</id><published>2008-10-22T18:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:57:24.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lip lickers ?</title><content type='html'>Gabe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;likes&lt;/span&gt; to lick his lip's until they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chapped&lt;/span&gt; , he now has a ring under his bottom lip, so I ask him " Gabe have you been licking your lips again ? " he looks at me as serious as he can be and replies  " No mom , i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; lick my lips.. my friends do ! I tell them not to but they just walk up to me and lick my lips ! "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-4166217495317155333?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/4166217495317155333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=4166217495317155333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/4166217495317155333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/4166217495317155333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/10/lip-lickers.html' title='lip lickers ?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-3916219700307138490</id><published>2008-10-08T09:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:47:39.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted anything in awhile, so here's an update on us ! Ron is on 2nd shift , he has been for two weeks and man its awful, the kids miss him terribly and it shows through their attitude,&lt;br /&gt;crabbiness and unwilling to behave properly. Hopefully this wont last much longer cuz I'm going crazy ! Bailey is doing great in drama class, her performance is right before Christmas. Both&lt;br /&gt;Girls has decided to do competition cheerleading. practices start in two weeks and competition is Nov. 23.  Good luck girls. And then there's Gabe , he will be starting mini wrestling in November Im hoping that will help him learn to control his actions, as all of you know the boy ALWAYS wrestles ! And for me... I think Nikki is getting tired of me ! i call up to 12 times a day, and i pack up the kids and head to her house, or call her to go grocery shopping with me ! Im sorry Nikki  Im really trying to not harass you ...With that being said, Ive been spending alot of time with my Dad eating dinner and just hanging out, so im not bothering Nikki so much !! If you think about it call me, help give Nikki &amp;amp; Dad a break !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-3916219700307138490?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/3916219700307138490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=3916219700307138490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3916219700307138490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3916219700307138490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-6322335040417236397</id><published>2008-09-23T20:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:56:29.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where &amp; who is Alicia ?</title><content type='html'>I had class tonight on child abuse from 6-9 p.m and suppose to do child abuse prevention on wed. from 6-9p.m when i get to class I'm told there is a schedule conflict. needless to say i had class until 8 p.m and got credit for 6 hrs.. when get home i check the messages , Jessica called so i call her back, and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;proceeds&lt;/span&gt; to tell me that there is a girl named Alicia looking for her family , she believes we are that family. Alicia shares our grandmother Ruth, cousins, aunts and uncles.. although i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know who she is.. Alicia thinks my cousin Micheal could be her father.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;verify&lt;/span&gt; that. ( I 'm not aware the he has children ) So this got me thinking.. Could this be my Long lost sister ? Nikki and I did some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;research&lt;/span&gt; awhile ago and found out that we have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; that was born between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jessi&lt;/span&gt; whom was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;given&lt;/span&gt; up for adoption , she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;conceived&lt;/span&gt; with another man ( not our father ) while my parents were married, Could we finally be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; closer to the truth ? So Alicia if you come across this PLEASE try to contact on of us, you could be my sister and we would love to find out !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-6322335040417236397?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/6322335040417236397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=6322335040417236397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/6322335040417236397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/6322335040417236397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-who-is-alecia.html' title='Where &amp; who is Alicia ?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-7041803487290681221</id><published>2008-09-12T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:18:11.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet me in the Stairwell</title><content type='html'>'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL' You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news On September 11, 2001. Neither will I. I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.'&lt;br /&gt;I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK. .I am ready to go.' I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night. I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said. 'Of course I will show you the way home - only believe in Me now.' I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered. I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer.. I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them. I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan .. I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me? I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name - though not all know Me. Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor. Some sought Me with their last breath. Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take my hand.'  Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. But, I was there. I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me? Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey for you. But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are 'ready to go.' I will be in the stairwell of your final moments. God During the next 60 seconds, stop whatever you are doing, and take this opportunity. (Literally, it is only 1 minute.) All you have to do is the following: Stop and think and appreciate God's power in your life, for doing what you know is pleasing to Him. If you are not ashamed to do this, follow the instructions. Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of Me, I will be ashamed of you before My Father' If you are not ashamed, copy and send this message...only if you believe 'Yes, I love my God. He is my fountain of Life and My Savior. He Keeps me going day and night. Without Him, I am no one. But with Him, I can do everything. Christ is my strength.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-7041803487290681221?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/7041803487290681221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=7041803487290681221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7041803487290681221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7041803487290681221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/meet-me-in-stairwell.html' title='Meet me in the Stairwell'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-6958365664488435321</id><published>2008-09-12T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:11:59.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast at school</title><content type='html'>Today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gabe&lt;/span&gt; had a Grandparents breakfast at school ,in honor of grandparents day . they were serving pancakes, sausage , milk and fresh fruit. Grandpa Ron took him Im sure they had a good time.. hopefully grandpa remember' s Gabe is allergic to eggs !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-6958365664488435321?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/6958365664488435321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=6958365664488435321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/6958365664488435321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/6958365664488435321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/breakfast-at-school.html' title='breakfast at school'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-1894172785330231058</id><published>2008-09-11T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:08:26.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDL Contiue...'/><title type='text'>CDL....</title><content type='html'>Let me just start off by saying " I really Do LOVE my husband ! " so Tuesday i rescheduled class for Oct. 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, so i could go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CDL&lt;/span&gt; seminar with Ron. we get the kids to dad's house ( he's babysitting ) and head to best Western where the seminar is being held...drive into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sandusky&lt;/span&gt; and cant find the hotel, we sop at goodwill to ask for directions and the lady said " Go back towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wal&lt;/span&gt;~mart its with all those other hotels on the stretch of road way.. If you go past Danny Boys you've went to far " ... So i get back into the car, and i hear this ripping noise, you guessed it my jeans ripped , by the back pocket... keep in mind these jeans are 1 out of 2 of my FAVORITE jeans !! we turn around and head back toward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wal&lt;/span&gt;~mart to find best Western, We still don't see it. By this time it's 7:00 the seminar started at 6:30. we then stop at a gas station to ask where best Western is.. We are then told " Honey Ive lived here all my life and there never has been a best western here.. you need to turn left at the light and head in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Norwalk&lt;/span&gt; about 10 miles.. that's the closest one to us "  I am NOT happy... I get back into the car , sit down and hear ripping. you guessed it my jeans ripped AGAIN, this time all the way down to my knee !! I am really not happy.. I asked Ron &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; we left " did you get directions " his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;response&lt;/span&gt; was " a friend told me where to go" At this point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking to myself  " if you would have googled it we would be there by now, with out ripped jeans !" so we get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Norwalk&lt;/span&gt; find best western and Ron asked me to get out to ask about the seminar ( with my ripped jeans !) by this time its already 7:30 the seminar started at 6:30 ! if he wants to know he can get out and ask himself..there Is no seminar... I am ready to cry..Ron says" I guess we'll just go home..  looks at me smiles and says" Thank you for trying to go with me " My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;response&lt;/span&gt; was a  simple... yup... You need to buy me new jeans ! I wanted to kick him !!! But I am the BEST WIFE EVER !!! i did not hurt him ! Do i get kudos for that ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-1894172785330231058?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/1894172785330231058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=1894172785330231058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1894172785330231058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/1894172785330231058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/cdl.html' title='CDL....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-8764071986752275768</id><published>2008-09-09T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:19:27.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CDL SEMINAR</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Ron is suppose to go to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CDL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;seminar&lt;/span&gt; tonight. he keeps going back and forth on weather to actually go or stay home ..for those of you who are unaware &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Janesville&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; doing to well right now. So of COURSE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ron&lt;/span&gt; might need a new job. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fricken&lt;/span&gt; go to the stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;seminar&lt;/span&gt; right ?? Oh no that would be to easy... ! So i get a babysitter , then i cancel , then i get a sitter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; just to cancel, then comes another sitter. Ron tells me this morning " I don't think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; going " this is the 3rd time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; canceled and called back a sitter. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not happy. then he says " I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to go sit by myself " Hello its for a new job !!!  being the " BEST wife ever " I am skipping out on my class tonight , so i can hold my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; hand at HIS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CDL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;seminar&lt;/span&gt; !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Is this normal ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-8764071986752275768?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/8764071986752275768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=8764071986752275768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8764071986752275768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/8764071986752275768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/cdl-seminar.html' title='CDL SEMINAR'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-7978237825843944910</id><published>2008-09-04T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:04:57.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_4_l3bpnI/AAAAAAAAADU/OhN721VXLQs/s1600-h/picture+005+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242182262662604402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_4_l3bpnI/AAAAAAAAADU/OhN721VXLQs/s320/picture+005+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-7978237825843944910?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/7978237825843944910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=7978237825843944910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7978237825843944910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/7978237825843944910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_4_l3bpnI/AAAAAAAAADU/OhN721VXLQs/s72-c/picture+005+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-5250056912386584122</id><published>2008-09-03T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:49:07.894-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st cheering'/><title type='text'>Shaiyen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_1R4Dw8OI/AAAAAAAAACk/DyLSUVI8j0g/s1600-h/picture+010+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242178178737303778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_1R4Dw8OI/AAAAAAAAACk/DyLSUVI8j0g/s320/picture+010+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL7r0N7OroI/AAAAAAAAACM/_PEOZXEbuZo/s1600-h/nathan+2488.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So snotty princess, just cheered at her 1st football game and she did awsome. And of course our team WON !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-5250056912386584122?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/5250056912386584122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=5250056912386584122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5250056912386584122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5250056912386584122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Shaiyen'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_1R4Dw8OI/AAAAAAAAACk/DyLSUVI8j0g/s72-c/picture+010+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-5905350097261391884</id><published>2008-09-03T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:56:21.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_3BzTxMqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9z0Y1Fgga9k/s1600-h/picture+008+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242180101607600802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_3BzTxMqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9z0Y1Fgga9k/s320/picture+008+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_2fefCfxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GsV62dnlieg/s1600-h/nathan+2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL7p-Rfte1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/fykgwmO7lo4/s1600-h/nathan+2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bailey also just cheered at her first football game and they won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-5905350097261391884?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/5905350097261391884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=5905350097261391884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5905350097261391884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/5905350097261391884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/edit-baileys-info-here.html' title='Bailey'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL_3BzTxMqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9z0Y1Fgga9k/s72-c/picture+008+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-3141061959957500242</id><published>2008-09-03T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:23:49.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL7pb7VU3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/DrdZ0gBB8wU/s1600-h/nathan+2490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241883682298715938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL7pb7VU3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/DrdZ0gBB8wU/s320/nathan+2490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL7oNl61XAI/AAAAAAAAABk/WHvPtVYF6yM/s1600-h/nathan+2488.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gabes&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; and no longer spells his name "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ott&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-3141061959957500242?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/3141061959957500242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=3141061959957500242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3141061959957500242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/3141061959957500242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/edit-shys-info-here.html' title='Gabe'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SL7pb7VU3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/DrdZ0gBB8wU/s72-c/nathan+2490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4934716374338910202.post-4375351181365164486</id><published>2008-09-02T09:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:59:49.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General info.'/><title type='text'>Meet my gang !</title><content type='html'>Okay La Sha , i did it !! just for you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey every one we are the BLAIR'S Ron, Heather , Shaiyen, Bailey &amp;amp; Gabe or as most of the family knows gabe as Abe ! haha.  Any way i got this link from my friend and would like all of you to sign up and keep in touch with us on your busy lives... I will also post things like  how the kids are doing in cheerleading ,( Gabe doenst cheer !)  school and just general info. Hope to hear from you soon ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4934716374338910202-4375351181365164486?l=theblairsx5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/feeds/4375351181365164486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4934716374338910202&amp;postID=4375351181365164486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/4375351181365164486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4934716374338910202/posts/default/4375351181365164486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblairsx5.blogspot.com/2008/09/meet-my-gang.html' title='Meet my gang !'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01625797987446718672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TCb6VmI_Gbs/SR-ERNXmQxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PvkbDESpTq4/S220/pb140040+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
