<?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-4583521921429319892</id><updated>2012-02-14T21:30:37.854-08:00</updated><category term='elf on shelf'/><category term='cute things kids say'/><title type='text'>The Swan in me</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog devoted to the search for my inner swan.  For more facets of my life please see the tabs.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-588961621813917691</id><published>2012-02-14T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T17:39:39.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Perception</title><content type='html'>Self Perception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wanted to do a blog post about this for a long time now. &amp;nbsp;I always assumed I had a poor self perception of myself. &amp;nbsp;Apparently I must have a decent one. &amp;nbsp;I might see a picture of myself that I think is horrible but I accept it. &amp;nbsp;Because I &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; just because I think I look horrible someone else may not.&amp;nbsp; I just try not to dwell on that kind of stuff. &amp;nbsp;That said,&amp;nbsp;I am sad because I have to distance myself from someone that I really enjoy knowing online. &amp;nbsp; I cannot handle the negative self view that they have of themselves- It&amp;nbsp;truly&amp;nbsp;upsets me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fat, &amp;nbsp;I know I am fat. &amp;nbsp; I could never say I love my body. &amp;nbsp;I sure as hell do not hate it though. When I was thin (yeah, for a whole 8 months) I still felt fat. &amp;nbsp;I have seen countless people say that they felt fat at their thinnest. &amp;nbsp;I just cannot ride that train of self loathe. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I am naive or maybe I have just grown past that point in my life. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it is because I have been chubby from about age 6 and up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have those days where I feel really cute. &amp;nbsp;Then catch a glimpse at myself in the mirror out somewhere and do that internal "UGH" &amp;nbsp;I do not dwell on it though. &amp;nbsp;I think those thoughts and move on. &amp;nbsp;I have a beautiful family and a loving husband so I must have done something right. They love me for me- not for how fat or thin I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; from my family to yours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-588961621813917691?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/588961621813917691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/self-perception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/588961621813917691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/588961621813917691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/self-perception.html' title='Self Perception'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8911069559728176829</id><published>2012-02-12T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T19:52:25.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you Brooks?</title><content type='html'>My first grader A. had a weekend homework assignment. &amp;nbsp;He was to make something out of items that would have been thrown away. &amp;nbsp;A. and hubby worked on it Thursday night while I was at work. &amp;nbsp;My job was to bind the parts they came up with together. Tonight (as the project is due tomorrow) I sat down and actually taped the various bits together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is a Brooks ID member so we have a plethora of boxes laying around. &amp;nbsp;What we have here is a Brooks Ravenna 2 box, 5 empty soda cans, a few fast food napkins that were just hanging out, a empty paper towel roll, the lid to a 100 ct cookie cutter tub, &amp;nbsp;and 2 empty toilet paper tubes. Plus a fair amount of duck tape as well. &amp;nbsp;The ears can flop and the tail does move up and down as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iza4kHOsVFU/TziFAIImwmI/AAAAAAAABcc/lewkqAWxKjA/s1600/rycdog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iza4kHOsVFU/TziFAIImwmI/AAAAAAAABcc/lewkqAWxKjA/s320/rycdog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we snapped this picture &amp;nbsp;I happened to catch a glimpse of the rear end of the "fireman dog" as my son calls it. &amp;nbsp;I of course busted out laughing!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNLjnZuQDsk/TziHBrhy4yI/AAAAAAAABcs/Teh96BEnq-s/s1600/rycdogbutt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNLjnZuQDsk/TziHBrhy4yI/AAAAAAAABcs/Teh96BEnq-s/s400/rycdogbutt.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you see it? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brooks even reposted the first picture. &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; How cool is that?? &amp;nbsp; :/)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-8911069559728176829?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8911069559728176829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/how-do-you-brooks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8911069559728176829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8911069559728176829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/how-do-you-brooks.html' title='How do you Brooks?'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iza4kHOsVFU/TziFAIImwmI/AAAAAAAABcc/lewkqAWxKjA/s72-c/rycdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6716961822762257610</id><published>2012-02-11T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T22:23:49.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1am and I am wiiiiide awake</title><content type='html'>Yeahhh that 4 hour nap this evening would probably be the cause of the above mentioned fact. &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my day off and I had high hopes of starting a project. &amp;nbsp;Hubby had his 5k this morning and we were going to work on my project when he got home. &amp;nbsp;After two hour of google to find the right components we would need to get I decided to put this project off till Valentine's Day and deal with it later. &amp;nbsp;A lovely nap then ensued and then we met my brother in town for dinner. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to install a new comment system on my blog but I don't really like how it looked so it went bye bye. &amp;nbsp;I think I fixed the feed issue I was having as well. &amp;nbsp;I hope I did at least! &amp;nbsp;Really&amp;nbsp;frustrating&amp;nbsp;to see my posts not updating on peoples blog lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your hitting my blog for the first time because I commented on yours. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hi!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;LOL &amp;nbsp;I like to read running blogs even though I do not run. &amp;nbsp;Because my husband is a runner it helps me connect/understand him. &amp;nbsp;By reading your blogs I am able to mentally feel as if I am running with you . In my mind I am a runner- not in my body though.&amp;nbsp;I just do not enjoy running at alllll.&amp;nbsp;Hell, in my mind I am a lot of fantastically wonderful things actually. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Are you better at anything in&amp;nbsp;particular&amp;nbsp;in your mind than you are in real life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the picture below on &amp;nbsp;facebook the other day and I couldn't help but crack up as I imagine I would look &lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; feel like the little girl if I ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourfunnystuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/What-I-Feel-Like-When-I-Run.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.yourfunnystuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/What-I-Feel-Like-When-I-Run.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6716961822762257610?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6716961822762257610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/1am-and-i-am-wiiiiide-awake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6716961822762257610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6716961822762257610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/1am-and-i-am-wiiiiide-awake.html' title='1am and I am wiiiiide awake'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1589578406252782221</id><published>2012-02-09T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T08:44:27.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>I am late to the WI because I wanted to wait for my um visitor to get the hell out of town. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blame that carby sugary goodness of that banana bread for not losing to much.  At least I did lose some though so I am grateful of that.  I need to get back on the stationary bike even if just 5 minutes a day. Something is better than nothing!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to hop in the shower when hubby gets home from school and then get ready for my half day of work.  I am off this Saturday and I am looking forward to that.  Hubby is planning on running a 5k in Dunnellon with his man love. (his best friend)  His bestie paid for his admission into the Disney Marathon.  So in return we bought him for his birthday (Valentine's Day) a Garmin Forunner 305 I think it is?  The bigger red one- Hubby has the same and loves it.  He figured it would be easier to walk him through things if it was the same.  We also paid for his race admission into the run they are doing on Saturday. He knows about the paid race admission and thinks that is his b-day present.  Boy will he be surprised!!  LOL  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-1589578406252782221?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1589578406252782221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1589578406252782221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1589578406252782221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3110654028406259162</id><published>2012-02-07T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T18:01:44.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpies</title><content type='html'>My day off and while it started OK I am ending it with a case of the grumpies!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am annoyed with my family- I am annoyed with myself.  I am just all about annoyed!  The boys are going to bed in a few minutes (an hour early) just because I am tired of the constant fighting between them. Yes- it is normal, but, today I had one poop in his pants and the other pee in his pants.  All within minutes of each other and I am at my rope end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am frustrated with myself over banana bread.  I make buffalo chicken dip and 2 loaves of banana bread.  Talk about competing aromas in the house!  I had a whole bunch of over ripe bananas to use so I just took a recipe I found and ran with it.  Basically I just left out the oil/butter and added more banana.  It is very dense and not like traditional naner bread but it is still very yummy.  Wait?  I remember I am watching my carbs/sugar right?  Hence the frustration with myself!!!  I have had at least 2 slices a day since Sunday.  Thankfully it isn't effecting my weight YET.  I have put a stop to it as of tonight and ordered DH to either eat the rest tonight or feed it to the dogs.  That was my original plan if it turned out like crap. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just plain grumpy!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-3110654028406259162?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3110654028406259162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/grumpies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3110654028406259162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3110654028406259162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/grumpies.html' title='Grumpies'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4850258237546052117</id><published>2012-02-04T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T19:55:57.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not feeling it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usually a lack of blog posting is a baaaad thing for me.&amp;#160; In this case though it is just a not feeling it. My eating is good and hell I even did ten minutes on stationary bike last night.&amp;#160; The maid of honor posted the bridesmaid dress pictures to fb of her and I. She is a size four so everything looked great on her.&amp;#160; Me 'eh not so much.&amp;#160; I feel like they all look like tents. Blah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I may share them in the future as a before and after.&amp;#160; I don't do humiliation well so no presharing unless your on my facebook.&amp;#160; Right now I am off to bed. A certain little visitor is here and this is basically hell weekend for me at work. My supervisor did come in for most of the day this afternoon to help which was much appreciated.&amp;#160; No to hopefully be asleep in the next few minutes. Good night! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4850258237546052117?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4850258237546052117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/not-feeling-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4850258237546052117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4850258237546052117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/not-feeling-it.html' title='Not feeling it'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6003194068212181951</id><published>2012-02-02T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T11:15:00.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dress- for REALZ  LOL</title><content type='html'>Ok well yeahhh the bridesmaid dress has been modified yet again.  The site that the last one was from didn't want to take info and then when it finally did it trigged a fraud alert on one gal's account.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a last minute thrown together trip to Brandon yesterday and we went to Clearwater to try on the backup dress. The MOH (Maid of Honor) was able to go with us so that helped bunches!  She is pretty much the same size as the others and then myself the largest we were able to get an idea of what would work.  After trying on 6-7 dresses we ended up with a completely different dress from the back up dress though.  However the real dress is now ordered and PAID for both myself and the MOH.      THIS IS THE FINAL SELECTION!  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not looking forward to the alterations though.  UGH!  Hems start at $30 there.  ICK!  I did order a matching shawl so at least the bat wings will be covered up some.  The dresses are special order though and are not due to arrive till 4/28 or so.  That will be cutting it close but at least they are ordered now.  The price pointed ended up being a bit much for some and she has lost a few girls though.  At least we were able to get $20.00 off since my sisters dress came from David's Bridal.  Without further ado here is  the dress   &lt;a href="http://www.davidsbridal.com/Product_Long-Strapless-Dress-with-Front-Ruffle-Cascade-F14336_Bridal-Party-Bridesmaids-Shop-By-Color#altImage"&gt;http://www.davidsbridal.com/Product_Long-Strapless-Dress-with-Front-Ruffle-Cascade-F14336_Bridal-Party-Bridesmaids-Shop-By-Color#altImage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to put a picture up but with the way David's site is I guess I just have to do the link.  It will be in the light blue color- capri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two hour drive at 3 in the afternoon and then a two hour drive at 1am is kind LONG.  Oye!  I am glad I don't need to do it often.  I felt like I was scanning the Tampa stations non stop and I cannot believe I couldn't find better music.  Belting out music while your driving is a great way to keep yourself awake.  I did end up grabbing a bottled starbucks frap. (and back up starbucks double shot) before I started the drive home just in case.  I sipped on it the whole drive home.  Holy vanilla/sugar!  WOW!  I have been avoiding sugar for so long that was just BAM!  LOL  But I figured it was better to go with some sugar on something I know how a react to than to try a SF energy drink.  Of COURSE like 2 blocks after the Walgreens there was a McDonalds that was still open.  They have SF iced coffee.  Oh well- What can ya do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*  I never elaborated on the toilet paper all gone.  Usually I am 100% on top of that as that isn't something you want to run out of.  However the last few times I was in potty and needed paper (it is stored in linen closet in hall) I asked B to bring it to me.  The last time time when he brought it he told me there were three more.  I believed him like a big dummy.  I should have known better LOL  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6003194068212181951?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6003194068212181951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/dress-for-realz-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6003194068212181951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6003194068212181951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/02/dress-for-realz-lol.html' title='The dress- for REALZ  LOL'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7903665411802437383</id><published>2012-01-30T17:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T17:02:41.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It sucks...</title><content type='html'>to discover that you are out a toilet paper in the house at 1am on Saturday night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7903665411802437383?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7903665411802437383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/it-sucks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7903665411802437383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7903665411802437383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/it-sucks.html' title='It sucks...'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2792036041004255454</id><published>2012-01-28T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T21:09:34.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In control</title><content type='html'>I love those days that I feel in control!!  Where I am not craving anything and/or able to ignore any temptation foods. I was around food (and cake) today and I didn't want any of it.  Granted you will see why below as to where it was prepared so that helped. LOL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my day off and we attended cousin Na (6 yrs old today) birthday. I will use Na for him and No for the other cousin who is 3 since I will not put their names on the net.  It was a bowling party at a alley in Lady Lake.  I missed out on pictures even though I brought my camera. ::stomps feet::  I forgot I had stolen 2 of the batteries for the wii mote when hubby was running Disney.  I need to steal some pictures from family members to post from the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards we tried to go get the boys haircuts but the place was packed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead we went to TooJays and discovered a International Festival that was going on in the square. There were some people there selling fresh kettle corn.  They provided free samples.  OMGoodness that was deeeelicious!  I don't like kettle corn (I thought- but I had only had the microwaved kind) at least I thought I didn't. LOL  Hubby wanted a bag so we bought a bag of that yumminess for him to snack on later.  Now I just have to ignore it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are three pics from the festival.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JDDu7qlCECQ/TyTNiDilJRI/AAAAAAAABb8/ozhsUMtz18A/s1600/stiltsmb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JDDu7qlCECQ/TyTNiDilJRI/AAAAAAAABb8/ozhsUMtz18A/s320/stiltsmb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702909013107483922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubbers and B.  A was to scared to go stand by the people on stilts.  Even with them calling his name and telling him they won't bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP2GGTJmDoI/TyTNi-yBKvI/AAAAAAAABcE/w6DB01FFVO0/s1600/stiltsst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP2GGTJmDoI/TyTNi-yBKvI/AAAAAAAABcE/w6DB01FFVO0/s320/stiltsst.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702909029009926898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random lady that wanted to get a picture between the legs of a stilt walker.  After she was done she grabbed his butt and he replied with "Hey, You were supposed to buy me dinner first!" Then this happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUpn3KJa5bQ/TyTNjPGWs9I/AAAAAAAABcM/qTwTdoLqg0A/s1600/stiltsstman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUpn3KJa5bQ/TyTNjPGWs9I/AAAAAAAABcM/qTwTdoLqg0A/s320/stiltsstman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702909033390191570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The random man to the right asked the lady if he could take a picture holding on to her boob.  She of course replied with a "Uhh  No!"  LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked around for a while then ate.  Round two for haircuts and now both boys are sporting new doo's. Here they are just out of the shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cvfw-PNx9G8/TyTNiOYmxgI/AAAAAAAABbo/kb3fP3d9NoI/s1600/hair112a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cvfw-PNx9G8/TyTNiOYmxgI/AAAAAAAABbo/kb3fP3d9NoI/s320/hair112a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702909016018437634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we roughed up their haircuts to show what they really will look like.  LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sArkT_W62aI/TyTNhwnD5JI/AAAAAAAABbg/Swn-8UWBAxM/s1600/hair112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sArkT_W62aI/TyTNhwnD5JI/AAAAAAAABbg/Swn-8UWBAxM/s320/hair112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702909008026002578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then a quick trip to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to look for towels.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a towel monster or something as I cannot find them.  (Of course I have not looked under A's bed yet so who knows.) LOL  We didn't find much there so off to Tar-jay.  We actually didn't pick up any towels at all but a bunch of other stuffs.  We are now the proud owners of a Magic Bullet. :)  We eyeballed the ninja's too but our phones were dead so we couldn't google reviews.  Picked up some supplies to make smoothies and headed home.  Hubby has already made a smoothie that he enjoyed.  I made some SF fruit whipped cream that was yummy. In reading reviews I see that it is recommended to only use it for softer stuff so we till probably adhere to that advice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a Magic Bullet?  What do you like to make in yours? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. www.theswanin.me  is dark still for some reason and it is realllly annoying me.  I did repurchase the site and have a forward set up on it but I guess it is going to take the full 48 hours to kick in. Grrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2792036041004255454?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2792036041004255454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/in-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2792036041004255454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2792036041004255454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/in-control.html' title='In control'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JDDu7qlCECQ/TyTNiDilJRI/AAAAAAAABb8/ozhsUMtz18A/s72-c/stiltsmb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8006423648784658115</id><published>2012-01-26T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T19:44:43.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a post brought to you by vegetables.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it that I ALWAYS forget how yummy veggies are until I am dieting???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nom, Nom, Nom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was me eating my yummy ass dinner!!!  Here is a picture of it in all of it's yummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;It is butter sauteed yellow squash, a thick pork chop that was oven baked and smothered in onions and mushrooms that were cooked with A-1.  It was a winner!!  Even hubbers ate his squash like a big boy. No complaining at all even- Awwww he is all grows'ed up now.  Haha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_LimhUucTo/TyIHxPKRjOI/AAAAAAAABaw/gfSJAAHhhF0/s1600/2012-01-26_20-35-10_204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_LimhUucTo/TyIHxPKRjOI/AAAAAAAABaw/gfSJAAHhhF0/s400/2012-01-26_20-35-10_204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702128620669078754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to try and *REMEMBER* that veggies are yummy.  I picked up some carrots for an experiment that I want to try.  It is a really simple idea but I am curious how it will be.  We all love carrots/potatoes/onions that have been cooked with a pot roast right? I can eat a whole bowl of those pot roast juice cooked carrots.  I am going to try and simply cook some carrots in beef broth and see how that turns out.  Well really all cooked carrots are yummy period but I want to try this. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do like a lot of veggies I just don't care to do all of the prep work.  I luuurve roasted butternut squash but it is such a biiotch to cut up.  I don't love spaghetti squash but I bought some to experiment with soon.  Any suggestions?  I have tried it before and didn't like it that much but I figure I will try, try again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-8006423648784658115?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8006423648784658115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/this-is-post-brought-to-you-by.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8006423648784658115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8006423648784658115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/this-is-post-brought-to-you-by.html' title='This is a post brought to you by vegetables.'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_LimhUucTo/TyIHxPKRjOI/AAAAAAAABaw/gfSJAAHhhF0/s72-c/2012-01-26_20-35-10_204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-533888879249091077</id><published>2012-01-26T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T19:18:06.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theswanin.ME is going, going, going</title><content type='html'>www.theswanin.me was going dark.  I finally found a coupon code though so I didn't have to pay and arm and a leg.  Your links for that will still work till at least February of 2013.  After that no guarantees.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also fin me through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theswaninme.com/"&gt;www.theswaninme.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrsswan.com/"&gt;www.MrsSwan.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy reading!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-533888879249091077?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/533888879249091077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/theswaninme-is-going-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/533888879249091077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/533888879249091077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/theswaninme-is-going-dark.html' title='Theswanin.ME is going, going, going'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3836500966243950720</id><published>2012-01-25T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T17:51:56.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal identity crisis</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you don't fit in?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have felt like that pretty much my entire life.  Lately I have been feeling it more so than ever actually.  I have been tempted to delete my facebook account more than once in the last few weeks. (As it is I feel like all of the notifications I get are about games anyway)  No swan song post about how I am leaving.  Just a quiet delete. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I just feeling sorry for myself?  I really don't know.  I have been trying to identify what is going on that is making me feel this way.  Maybe it is because I don't really have any friends anymore.  The only texts I get are from my sister in response to a question I asked her about her upcoming move/wedding.  The friends I would speak to daily/weekly and I have just grown apart and I am not sure I care to reconnect with them.  Not that they are bad people or anything. We just don't have much in common and our life paths are different.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have a couple core high school friends that I haven't spoken to in a while.  I think it is time to touch bases with them.  You know, the kinds of friends that you can talk to a year later and it feels like it was just yesterday you last hung out.  All of my core live far away though which makes me sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I re-added a blog list and if your not on it yet and want to be please let me know.  It used to be easier to add if I recall correctly.  I know I have people missing from there I wanted to add so it will be a work in progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-3836500966243950720?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3836500966243950720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/personal-identity-crisis.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3836500966243950720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3836500966243950720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/personal-identity-crisis.html' title='Personal identity crisis'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4334582670329135306</id><published>2012-01-24T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:25:14.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;In my perfect little world (in my mind) with my perfect little chilldrens (pronounced chill-drens with funny accent) life was well, perfect.  Now of course this perfect little picture was formed in my mind when I was in my early twenties and children were not on my radar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Now that life is here in my face I find myself doing a lot of things that I never, ever thought I would do in a million years.  I will not even admit to them on a public blog as I just don't care to get into the potential for debates on it. What works for one may not work for another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Anyway this post is brought to you by me reading a facebook post from a HS girlfriend about her daughter not wanting to eat veggies and that she *WILL* eat them as Mom is still boss.  I suppose I might get a bee up my bonnet every now and then and I will be the *boss*...but... most of the time I just don't care. :X  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I can tell you they wouldn't get a snack but I cannot get all worked up over something like that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Now I admit I have gotten worked up over my 6 yr old really liking sloppy joes and telling me how much he likes them when I make them. Till I made them one night and he wanted something else.  How he suddenly hated them and why to I make them *alllllllllllllllll the time.  Now that was a battle that I fought and won. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you find the same things to be true about your imagined kids not being anything like your actual kiddos?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4334582670329135306?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4334582670329135306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/slacker-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4334582670329135306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4334582670329135306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/slacker-mom.html' title='Slacker mom'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4740455367928237463</id><published>2012-01-22T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:35:25.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving the locals!</title><content type='html'>Or somewhat locals I should say- Ahhhh   50 miles away is somewhat local right?  LOL&lt;div&gt;I love seeing the cities in the feedjit ticker and knowing exactly WHERE that city is located.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAHHHHH  Central FLORIDA!  LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked a six hour shift today.  I did the absolute minimum that I could do.  LOL  I just helped the customers and did no other work. I have a lot of paperwork that I could have done. :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So that means I will have a very paperwork filled day tomorrow to catch up on everything.  I really enjoyed my mental day though so I am not complaining at all.  Plus I ended up talking to the owner today and got some really good news that will make our lives less stressful.  Tax time is our busy season and we need to have certain things available to use to make full use of that. Looks like we will have oodles- yeah!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am off to bed now.  When I was on vacation I got used to staying up till 2am.  Now that I am back to work my body is saying I am tired but my mind is saying PPAAARRTTTTYYYY!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-4740455367928237463?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4740455367928237463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/loving-locals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4740455367928237463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4740455367928237463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/loving-locals.html' title='Loving the locals!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-493234781540206917</id><published>2012-01-21T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:40:37.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MrsSwan.com</title><content type='html'>My new domain name has been purchased!!  :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Actually I got two of them.  Only one will show as live for now though.  I didn't want to cut off all of the links you all have saved on the same day without updating you first.  Very soon www.theswanin.me will be no more.  I will be using www.theswaninme.com  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOORRRR  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My FAVORITE!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; www.MrsSwan.com    ::squeeee::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband actually came up with that one.  I really cannot believe that it was open!  Of course now I have to figure out what type of header I want to use with this/these new names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note I found two mom blog names that are similar to each other but would be kick ass names.  Let me know if your looking around and I will share. :)  &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/4583521921429319892-493234781540206917?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/493234781540206917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/mrsswancom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/493234781540206917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/493234781540206917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/mrsswancom.html' title='MrsSwan.com'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-5151573168378705991</id><published>2012-01-20T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T20:37:11.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tisk, tisk at myself</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was sooooo happy with my scale.  Today my scale and I are neutral as we didn't chat this morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However the scale at work has now become my enemy.  GRRR  (ok, ok, I say this in jest lol) At about 9:30am I realized I still hadn't had anything to drink so it would be a good time to hop on the scale at work.  That *bitch* told me I was like 3 lbs higher than what my scale at home has been saying.  I was upset for about .35 of a second.  But  I know they are different as I have dealt with it before.  The positive side of it is that I no longer see that number on the scale that I saw in November when I started re-visiting my eating and blog.   :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-5151573168378705991?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/5151573168378705991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/tisk-tisk-at-myself.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5151573168378705991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5151573168378705991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/tisk-tisk-at-myself.html' title='tisk, tisk at myself'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3582213826933426078</id><published>2012-01-18T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T20:30:25.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;A FEW RANDOMS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love my scale this morning. I wish I had waited to weigh in till today. LOL Oh well- now I just need to keep that number or make it go lower by next week. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need someone to pass me the parenting hand book please. My kids do some totally ass off the wall things sometimes and I don't know how to deal with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edemame? I know it is sold frozen. I know people love them. Umm how do you cook them? I assume you do since they are frozen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the queen of run on sentences so umm yeah  sorry about that.  I cannot help it sometimes I have so many things in my mind concerning that particular topic and I struggle to try and convey it all in one sentence much like I would say it all in one exhale of breath while talking.  You must be ok with it though as you are still here reading me eh? Unless your just here for your dose of how not to write, then I think you will find that this is the perfect place to get that dose.  Tee-hee   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can sleep-  Give me a dark/cold room and I can sleep for like 24 hours.  Then I can lay there snoozing for a while after.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not like high percent chocolate.  I don't know how some of you can eat that 80% and up chocolate. ::shiver::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-3582213826933426078?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3582213826933426078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/few-randoms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3582213826933426078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3582213826933426078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/few-randoms.html' title='A few randoms'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-906783576558482653</id><published>2012-01-18T09:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T12:10:22.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 20, 2004   Wha??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDQHrENG93Y/TxeoplGgoXI/AAAAAAAABaI/ZMxA_v9rv-M/s1600/213.5pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDQHrENG93Y/TxeoplGgoXI/AAAAAAAABaI/ZMxA_v9rv-M/s400/213.5pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699209285748171122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found a tiny spiral bound notebook tonight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I started flipping through it and it was a blast from the past.  It had my eating and WI's from Dec. 2003 to mid Jan. 2004.  I started out strong but then started tapering off.  I started at 221 and ended at 213.5 before I stopped recording.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I quit or this blog would never have been created.  What is totally bizarre is that you can see the next day was 1/20.  The other side of the weigh in page is 1/19.  I worked overnight as a hotel night auditor at the time so on my way home from work I would swing into Publix to check my weight on WI day.  So I took that weight 7:xx AM on January 20, 2004.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Today is January 19, 2012   Is that freaky deaky or what?  I guess that is what I weighed 8 years ago.  In another 8 years I will be 42 and I sure hope I am not linking to this post as I blog about trying to lose weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-906783576558482653?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/906783576558482653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/january-20-2004-wha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/906783576558482653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/906783576558482653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/january-20-2004-wha.html' title='January 20, 2004   Wha??'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDQHrENG93Y/TxeoplGgoXI/AAAAAAAABaI/ZMxA_v9rv-M/s72-c/213.5pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1440671898191735701</id><published>2012-01-17T20:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T23:54:58.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes for a penny?  YES PLEASE!</title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be my day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got called it at 11am however.  My coworker's 4 year old managed to swallow a watch battery. Hubbers was in school so I had to take both boys (no school for A. due to teacher workdays till Thursday) with me.  Yeahhh THAT was fun!  Not!  I could barely hear a customer at one point.  I was so embarrassed with the way they were acting. GRRRRR  By the time the local hospital got her son back for an XRAY the battery had traveled down to his intestines already. Now there is just the waiting to see when it passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward since I was already halfway towards the side of town I wanted to be in I went shopping.  I hit up Payless to see what kinds of silver shoes they had for the wedding.  I found the pair I had been looking at online and got them.  Since they are on a BOGO half off sale I got a second pair as well.  I figure maybe one of the other bridesmaids could use them.  I already asked if I could swap for another size if need be and they said no problem.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE BRIDESMAID DRESS  (Imagine light sky blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.200shop.com/images/2011112615393640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 850px;" src="http://www.200shop.com/images/2011112615393640.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SHOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9C-dtksCOz0/TxZPkAaMWlI/AAAAAAAABZM/OWKIALhcc8A/s1600/shoe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9C-dtksCOz0/TxZPkAaMWlI/AAAAAAAABZM/OWKIALhcc8A/s320/shoe3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698829858487687762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there I found quite a few style of shoes on sale.&lt;br /&gt;I picked up these for $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziaB6BOJiyk/TxZQbxOvlDI/AAAAAAAABZk/MbloH-R29t8/s1600/shoe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziaB6BOJiyk/TxZQbxOvlDI/AAAAAAAABZk/MbloH-R29t8/s200/shoe1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698830816485807154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were marked $4.00 but they actually rang up for a penny!!!  I was stoked!!  I bought three more pairs for various people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUNUVddr89o/TxZQuDRFkII/AAAAAAAABZw/KjKqxTYBb7c/s1600/shoe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUNUVddr89o/TxZQuDRFkII/AAAAAAAABZw/KjKqxTYBb7c/s200/shoe2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698831130565120130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did pop on the scale this morning for a quick weigh in.  The extra couple pounds from the Christmas stupids is almost gone!  I am in full out diet mode :)  I am sad that the reason I am there is because of mean girl.  However, today I was mean girl to myself.  Before I went into Payless I hit Target for the loo.  I was alone in the bathroom (after the employee that was still picking her face even after she watched me enter the bathroom in the mirror- EWWW that is private time there!) and ended up going into the handicap stall to look in the mirror.   I got four months to get this wiggle to be a little less wiggly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1440671898191735701?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1440671898191735701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/shoes-for-penny-yes-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1440671898191735701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1440671898191735701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/shoes-for-penny-yes-please.html' title='Shoes for a penny?  YES PLEASE!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9C-dtksCOz0/TxZPkAaMWlI/AAAAAAAABZM/OWKIALhcc8A/s72-c/shoe3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2233501175872583665</id><published>2012-01-16T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:30:03.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dresses</title><content type='html'>I know your panting to see the dresses that my sister picked.  First I will show you the dresses that were not picked.  As of yesterday this was her &lt;a href="http://www.davidsbridal.com/Product_Gossamer-Gown-with-Drop-Waist-and-Floral-Appliques-PK3285_Bridal-Gowns-Features-All-Gowns"&gt;bridal choice&lt;/a&gt;.  This was her &lt;a href="http://www.200shop.com/long-length-vintage-sweetheart-gray-sash-mermaid-style-bridesmaid-dress-wedding-party-dress-p-8599.html"&gt;bridesmaid dress choice&lt;/a&gt;.  A good friend pointed out the back issue to me (open scoop) and I just don't think my girls would be to pretty improperly supported.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ended up sending me a link for a new dress- for both her and bridesmaids.  I LURVE both of them!!  I think I can really rock the new dress choice!  Of course now she gets to deal with her other FIVE girls complaining about that whole $5 increase.  Which if you recall I mentioned the site wanted to do a $25 shipping fee anyway.  This new one would be free shipping (started to check out to make sure)  My sister is starting to get sad with the way one of the bridemaids is being about the dress though.  I did offer to step down no harm if she wanted to stick with a different dress but she told me NO!  :)   I feel so loved!  LOL  We are 14 years apart and are not very close.  We were in the same house till she was 5 and my parents moved north.  Now that she is getting older and planning on moving up here we are talking more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is &lt;a href="http://www.davidsbridal.com/Product_Side-Draped-Fit-Flare-Gown-with-Applique-Detail-WG3032_Bridal-Gowns-Features-All-Gowns"&gt;"the dress"&lt;/a&gt;     It is absolutely beautiful!!!   I love it!  She will be so pretty in it!  Here is the "&lt;a href="http://www.200shop.com/black-full-length-sweep-train-strapless-chiffon-bridesmaid-dress-p-3973.html"&gt;bridesmaid dress&lt;/a&gt;".  As you can see the neckline is the same which I think is a really nice plus.  The dress is chiffon which is what she wanted.  If you look in the color chart you can see the chiffon in light sky blue.  Strappy silver heels will be the next mission to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2233501175872583665?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2233501175872583665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/dresses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2233501175872583665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2233501175872583665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/dresses.html' title='The dresses'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3402090416568958740</id><published>2012-01-14T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:28:23.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye vacay</title><content type='html'>I have to return to the real world tomorrow.  I is sad  :(  Only good thing is that tomorrow is a short day of only 6 hours.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well  had a nice week of sleeping in and relaxing.  I got to go on a girlie date with an online friend yesterday.  We had sushi and then went to see Joyful Noise.  It was cute!  Like a church glee without the cattiness of girls.  The mother daughter had a little catness but what 16 year female old doesn't? (Holy hell, in the previews the new movie with Zac Efron- WOW he grew up quite nicely!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be changing the web address really soon so you might want to update to the blogspot addy if you can.  &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: monospace; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://slenderswan.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: monospace; font-size: 10px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; The .me website is due to expire any day.  For some reason the renew fee is going to be like $40 and that is just crazy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a little nervous about my sisters upcoming nuptials.  Last I knew there was a dress she liked online at David's Bridal.  It wasn't shown to come in the color that she wanted though. It did say to call for details so hopefully someone did.  (I don't want to overstep my boundaries in that aspect)  I am the heaviest bridesmaid as you know and the dress would be "ok" on me.  I found another one that I really, really like that she was ok with and it came in her color.  It was a little more costly than the one she originally liked though. Her friends are all college students so $$ is important.  She did tell me if I want to get that one it was fine and the girls would get the other. The maid of honor mentioned on facebook today dress shopping so I am hoping to get some answers from her on if they found anything in her colors.  I am hoping she will do that popular thing now of get what you want in this color from here so I can get the one I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-3402090416568958740?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3402090416568958740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/bye-bye-vacay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3402090416568958740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3402090416568958740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/bye-bye-vacay.html' title='Bye bye vacay'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1960930100481674696</id><published>2012-01-05T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:57:09.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed and annoyed</title><content type='html'>That is why there is a lack of blogging for the last x number of days.  The good news is that I work for 10 hours tomorrow then I am on a week of vacation.  Of course the week of vacay is for hubby to go play and run in the Walt Disney World marathon on Sunday and for him to deal with school stuff.  So I am using a week of paid vacation for the hubby.  Yeah!!!    I know you can just hear that cheer and enthusiasm in my voice there huh?  I cannot go anywhere to visit anyone as funds are tight-ish and he will have his car which is the only one I feel comfortable traveling in.  Well and A will need to attend school too.  lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siiiiiiiiiiiigh  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1960930100481674696?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1960930100481674696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/stressed-and-annoyed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1960930100481674696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1960930100481674696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/stressed-and-annoyed.html' title='Stressed and annoyed'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4895790512695681606</id><published>2012-01-01T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:44:06.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your giggle for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Spent the last 24 hours off and on trying to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt; unclog the bathroom tub (after clearing the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt; toilet clog yesterday which is what started the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt; problem) and was about to admit defeat. Then I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt; had an AHA moment and discovered the tub drain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt; was closed. @@ DOH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;The above status is 100% true and copied from my FB status. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4895790512695681606?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4895790512695681606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/your-giggle-for-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4895790512695681606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4895790512695681606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/your-giggle-for-day.html' title='Your giggle for the day'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2462194435360969369</id><published>2012-01-01T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:51:26.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2012</title><content type='html'>Day 56&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 1, 2012&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much good eating going on in the last week since Christmas. :X  At least it has not been binge style.  Just making wrong choices style.   I have been WI every day to attempt to keep an eye on it so there was no HUGE spiral up. There has been a small gain so I must work on that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New day- new start along with 80 thousand other people. Hah!  I hope to run into some new bloggers again this year.  This is always a good time for finding new bloggys to follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I must go attend to the child that has a stench following him.  UGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2462194435360969369?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2462194435360969369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/hello-2012-i-hope-to-make-you-my-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2462194435360969369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2462194435360969369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2012/01/hello-2012-i-hope-to-make-you-my-bitch.html' title='Hello 2012'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-155397781547595681</id><published>2011-12-25T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T20:54:33.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So. very. tired.</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 49 which happens to be Christmas day.  The last three days I have not been on my game.  I will be back on plan tomorrow to continue with this loss stuff.  I hope to be the same or less that I was in Jan of this year by New Years.  That is the least that I can do since I know I am not going to lose 50 lbs in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very productive last few day with family!!  :)  I worked all day Friday which was BUSY!  Saturday (Christmas Eve) I worked until 3pm then booked it out of there after loading all the presents in the car that my coworker was kind enough to wrap for me.  Tee-hee. Then off to a local Chinese restaurant for our family tradition of dinner.  My older brother actually joined us (GASP!)  LOL  He will actually show up for this one thing but will not go to actual peoples houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. woke up at about 7:27am and he was soooooo excited that Santa came. :)  Gritty eyed as we had just finished everything and went to bed at about 2am we got up.  I went in and woke up B. in his big boy bed with a few pictures. Kids open gifts and then I was draggggging.  So I rested my eyes for a while on the couch then in bed.  LOL  I did not nap (although I wish I had HMPH)I know I did not nap because I purposely did not get to cozy. I figured if I did nap hubby would have a cow.  LOL  Then I did some fancy shmancy red and green eye makeup.  I tried to get hubby to grab a picture.  His phone isn't taking the best pictures for some reason and mine is dead.  I have a crappy picture for you at least. Hard to see the red and I have been wearing it for over 10 hours now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhQg_RoucQI/Tvf6IpLerOI/AAAAAAAABYE/0Ztby5cdZdg/s1600/xmaseye.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhQg_RoucQI/Tvf6IpLerOI/AAAAAAAABYE/0Ztby5cdZdg/s320/xmaseye.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690291680605809890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were off to visit hubby's childhood best friend's parents house.  Then to one of his aunt and uncle's house for the family meal.  Great day had by all!  Hubby and I didn't do adult gifts but the kids were well taken care of.  I do have to say this is one of the best Christmases in years.  I also got to hold the newest cousin-  A 6 week old baby GIRL!  The first girl out of all of our local family.  She was so cute but I am glad I am not the one getting up every few hours.  LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have pictures of the boys this morning of course but those will wait for another day as I need hubby to get them off the SD card.  I took my laptop apart to clean fan out a few months ago and I could not get the SD card reader back in so I don't have one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have a picture of the gift that we made my parents and inlaws though.  My mom got hers last weekend but I had to finish this one for today.  I snapped a picture on my cell last night to put on facebook.  I love the way it turned out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CWtdJZl4Yg/Tvf8ijVGLGI/AAAAAAAABYQ/8ZUi45iJQqM/s1600/2011-12-24_23-10-02_712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CWtdJZl4Yg/Tvf8ijVGLGI/AAAAAAAABYQ/8ZUi45iJQqM/s400/2011-12-24_23-10-02_712.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690294324735388770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK NOW I am really off to bed!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-155397781547595681?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/155397781547595681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/so-very-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/155397781547595681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/155397781547595681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/so-very-tired.html' title='So. very. tired.'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhQg_RoucQI/Tvf6IpLerOI/AAAAAAAABYE/0Ztby5cdZdg/s72-c/xmaseye.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1269791644491993620</id><published>2011-12-21T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:46:43.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 45</title><content type='html'>Day 45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahhh  My HTML view stuff is back!  I am super excited as I was missing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Santa got put off to tomorrow so hubby can have fun with that one.  To the mall to see Santa.  Yeahhh.....  (glad I am working tomorrow :X)  We did manage to get over to my brothers house to pick up the boys presents. Then a few hours later a yummy greek dinner with aunt C and hubby's parents.  I have lots of leftovers for lunch tomorrow so that is a great thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at my brothers house he snapped a few pictures for us.  O.M.G.  If I WASN'T on a diet right now I would be crying. :(  My face is like a round ball in those pictures and that makes me very, very sad.  Maybe I should upload one of the pictures to my phone to look at every time I want sweets.  UGH!!!  Well I guess I am happy that I am down 10lbs as I am sure those didn't help any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1269791644491993620?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1269791644491993620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-45.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1269791644491993620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1269791644491993620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-45.html' title='Day 45'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4700934691289041273</id><published>2011-12-19T22:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:24:58.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy comfort food?</title><content type='html'>Day 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found your healthy comfort food yet?  I have nom,nom,nom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a comfort day but I still made the yumminess that is called salmon.  While we were visiting my momma she gave us a small Publix gift card.  I used that and a little bit more to buy 2 lbs of salmon (4 pieces) wrapped in two packs of two each.  One of them along with some teriyaki marinade and green beans (+ rice for hubbers) made me a happy girl today.  The boys had cereal.  Exciting lives that we lead here and all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow might just be a day of go,go,go,go!  Might be taking the boys to see Santa with aunt C, then Christmas at my brother's house for the boys,lastly dinner out with aunt C. It is my day off so I hope to also get a last minute Christmas gift made as well. Ok well I have to order something but I have to get something else in order first.  LOL  It is fun trying to come up with that perfect gift for someone and doing it on a budget.  I will share what we gave my mom eventually.  My in laws are getting the same thing though so I cannot ruin the surprise if they sneak a peek at my blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I seem to have lost the ability of going into HTML when I blog- is that an across the board thing or is it just me?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4700934691289041273?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4700934691289041273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/healthy-comfort-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4700934691289041273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4700934691289041273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/healthy-comfort-food.html' title='Healthy comfort food?'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-70640556551767419</id><published>2011-12-19T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T17:18:48.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 43-Swedish Pepparkakor</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah baby!  A DAY OF SLEEP!  And I loved every minute of it!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food has been great today and I plan on keeping it that way. Because I kinda had more sugar last night.  Hehe  THANK GOODNESS the scale is not holding it against me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up having 4 pepparkakors last night after I posted :X  They are pretty much a Swedish spice (ginger) cookie.  My hubby's family makes them every year and this year hubby finally tried his hand at making them.  They came out better than they did last time I made them.  YEAH!  That means he can be the one to make all future cookies so it works for me.  I am sharing the family recipe and not feeling bad at all because my FIL has already published it in a church cookbook. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Swedish Pepparkakor&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;3 cup flour&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp ginger&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp cloves&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp molasses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix butter, sugar, baking soda, egg, flour and spices in order given.  Roll into small balls and flatten with a cup dipped in sugar. Bake at 350 degrees for about 7-8 minutes.  You can also roll this dough out to about 1/8 thick and use cookie cutters.  We are just a lazy family. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many variations of this type of cookie all over the internet.  I have seen corn syrup and maple syrup used in these recipes as well- I think the molasses makes them though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-70640556551767419?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/70640556551767419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-43-swedish-pepparkakor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/70640556551767419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/70640556551767419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-43-swedish-pepparkakor.html' title='Day 43-Swedish Pepparkakor'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-9100924270738227189</id><published>2011-12-18T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T16:51:52.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 41/42  Tampa and beyond! (ok well home)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is Sunday night and I can finally relax and tell you about my weekend. :)  Busy weekend full of family and fun which is always fantastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we drove down to the Tampa area to visit with my mom.  We had a nice day of spending time and (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; eating pizza :X) talking. Oh yes- I cannot forget the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ballon&lt;/span&gt; play!  My family is easily entertained by just keeping a blown up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ballon&lt;/span&gt; from hitting the floor.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  At some points we had 2-3 up at the same time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hubbers&lt;/span&gt; was like an octopus all over the LR rug keeping them from hitting.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; sister had to go to a wedding while we were there so she was gone for a few hours.  Then she ended up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; me asking if we wanted to go out for dinner.  We were all going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; meet up (entire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;) but then my mom and step dad decided they would watch the kids so we could go have an adult meal.  Needless to say we were off with dust and smoke like the road runner!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Nice adult dinner with my sister (20) and her boyfriend (21) at Ruby Tuesday.  We each had coupons for $15 off so that made the dinner extra yummy.  Then back to my mom's to go grab the kiddos and prep for the long drive home.  Two out of the 3 boys in the car passed out.  A ended up staying awake and watched the rest of Elf.  Once we got off the interstate we stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; for an ice cream cone.  Family memories I say.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister (S) and her boyfriend (J) play a game called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Minecraft&lt;/span&gt;.  They tried to give us a quick tour last night but we didn't get any play time in.  The game looks interesting and anything that will help me bond with my sister (14 yr age difference) I am all over.  I bought it last night and have been trying to fiddle with it.  I need to touch bases with them on it because it is starting to tick me off a little.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt; is not top of the line but only being a year old with decent stats I don't think I should be having the lag (for lack of a better word) that I am.  I can play World of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Warcraft&lt;/span&gt; just fine on here so I find it hard to believe that this cannot handle the simple blocks of that game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we went to his parents and enjoyed family time with his aunt who drove in from LA. (who I just found reads my blog which is pretty darn cool- I had no idea!!  The one I mentioned reading that I was not posting gift ideas because of is my mom)   Also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hubbers&lt;/span&gt; brother and his children were there (one we picked up) whom we see maybe once a year.  Family dinner of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Swedish&lt;/span&gt; cooking sausage which is not my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; so I had a burger sans bun.  Then two desserts :X  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  As long as I can get right back on plan then I am totally not worried about this one day of sugar (oh and um the cone from last night) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I will go off plan again on Christmas day but then back on that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;horsie&lt;/span&gt;.  I am not going to deny myself -but I do plan on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;controlling&lt;/span&gt; my intake.  I really could have done without the cheesecake slice tonight but I know it was expensive so I wasn't exactly going to throw it away after a bite.  Yes, I am cheap  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-9100924270738227189?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/9100924270738227189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-4142-tampa-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/9100924270738227189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/9100924270738227189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-4142-tampa-and-beyond.html' title='Day 41/42  Tampa and beyond! (ok well home)'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2259669980762515693</id><published>2011-12-16T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:59:42.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 40</title><content type='html'>Today is about a weird pet peeve that I have.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I H.A.T.E it when movies/tv shows try and pass off a older baby as a newborn.  Drives me INSANE!!  Especially when they let the older baby cry and it is supposed to be a newborns cry.  Newborns/ few week old babies have very distinct cries.  I am sure it would be hard to cast the role of a newborn but not impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End mini rant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is late and I have a lot of driving to do tomorrow so na-night!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2259669980762515693?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2259669980762515693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-40.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2259669980762515693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2259669980762515693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-40.html' title='Day 40'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3952798049164708325</id><published>2011-12-15T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T18:49:15.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 39 What bloggers do you miss?</title><content type='html'>Wow  Day 39!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would hope I had lost more by now but I am happy that I am still on track.  I am not doing any movement as of yet so I cannot expect massive amounts of lbs down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a big pot of onion soup on the stove.  It smells yummy!! I usually use yellow onions in my cooking.  Lately I have been branching out into using sweet onions.  With this on my mind   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a butt load of sweet onions to use and was envisioning a yummy savory bowl of soup.  Welllll I am sure you can see my mistake right there, right?  I used sweet onions for french onion soup when I should have used yellow onions.  Whoops!!  Oh well!  At least I have bread (otherwise hubbers would say it isn't a meal @@)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to my question....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What bloggers do you miss?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss 266 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I really miss 100in12 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I miss baby fat go bye-bye (heh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure there are more but the first two have been on my mind a lot lately.  I know the third one and I am just teasing her.  LOL  She is still blogging she has just swapped to a different blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-3952798049164708325?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3952798049164708325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-39-what-bloggers-do-you-miss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3952798049164708325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3952798049164708325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-39-what-bloggers-do-you-miss.html' title='Day 39 What bloggers do you miss?'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1746615664596698829</id><published>2011-12-15T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:24:18.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 37/38</title><content type='html'>I guess I seem to be double day posting lately.  It is not my intention but after working 10 hours I just don't really want to come home and cook dinner *and* blog.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a crafty project I am working on for family for Christmas but I cannot show you all as I know I have a secret reader of my blog.  I wouldn't want them to get a sneak peek of the item they will be getting.  If anyone is interested let me know and I would be more than happy to link you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Great, inexpensive grandparent gift idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a question later for day 39 (today, Thursday) if I can get a post out tonight when I get home from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1746615664596698829?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1746615664596698829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-3738.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1746615664596698829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1746615664596698829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-3738.html' title='Day 37/38'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6526597730351374643</id><published>2011-12-12T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:21:54.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 35/36</title><content type='html'>35 was a dark day in wants.  The light did shine though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday day 36 was a hit the snooze button twice kind of day.  Because of that I totally forgot it was WI day till like noon.  Whoops.  So I guess I will be moving to Tuesdays now.  Of course I have that annoying aunt in town so lets see how this goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6526597730351374643?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6526597730351374643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-3536.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6526597730351374643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6526597730351374643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-3536.html' title='Day 35/36'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7304300664672051505</id><published>2011-12-10T18:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T18:58:47.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 33/34</title><content type='html'>Work, work, work-  that was 33   34 as well but I had a huge victory over myself tonight.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stopped at the grocery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyeballed some cookies (&lt;a href="http://www2.kelloggs.com/ProductDetail.aspx?id=2144"&gt;don't look!!&lt;/a&gt;) that were on sale and  I picked them up and put them in the cart.  (insert killer chasing innocent lady music)  Justified it with myself that I could have a serving of only two and the boys would polish off the rest.  It wouldn't be to many carbs or to much sugar.  Then I realized they were not BOGO (as I was trying to find a 2nd pack that I wouldn't like for hubby) and checked the price.  They are normally $3.69 I think it was but on sale for 2/$5.  I ended up telling myself I should put it back and maybe wait for a BOGO sale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Then I walked away and realized that I probably saved myself eating the entire package (or at least half) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7304300664672051505?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7304300664672051505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-3334.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7304300664672051505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7304300664672051505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-3334.html' title='Day 33/34'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-5984227151046076978</id><published>2011-12-08T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:10:00.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 32</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was just a crappy day.  Every little thing in the house I am trying to resist and usually can were yelling at me.  Saying EAT ME  no one will know!  Thankfully those passed and I hope to continue feeling better today.  The fridge was getting a little bare but today is shopping day.  Yeah for being able to restock and have fresh yummies in the house!  I also had two days in a row off which lately are rare so was a bad time to have a non stocked kitchen.  I go to work in a few hours so I can hit the grocery on the way home.  That makes me happy!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-5984227151046076978?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/5984227151046076978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-32.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5984227151046076978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5984227151046076978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-32.html' title='Day 32'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6824345637287390140</id><published>2011-12-07T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:04:02.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 31</title><content type='html'>I am starting to struggle here.  I have not acted on any of my evil thoughts but boy oh boy have I been having them.  I need to get my thoughts under control so they are not showing me visions of sweets dancing in my head. @@&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6824345637287390140?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6824345637287390140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-31.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6824345637287390140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6824345637287390140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-31.html' title='Day 31'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8367990559863136761</id><published>2011-12-06T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:21:48.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I averted a crisis of epic proportion this morning .  I was feeling really blah and frustrated thinking about the scale yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I was having a case the negatives-which very easily can turn into a binge.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know them negatives I speak of don't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I bothering with doing this?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the point? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I really freaking care anymore?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to eat what I want!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My inner voice was throwing a huge temper tantrum over all of this restricted eating that I am choosing to do.  I finally settled on a snack that I could have and got a huge glass if diet coke to calm my inner voice by shutting the bitch up with bubbles.  After all she cannot bitch if she is to busy burping now can she?  Hehe  I also compromised with her by throwing a 2 liter of &lt;a href="http://www.drpepper.com/text/products/drpepperten/"&gt;Dr Pepper 10 &lt;/a&gt; into the fridge to get cold.  This way I will still be drinking diet but I can feel like I am cheating (splurging) some.  I  like it but it isn't for everyday use due to the fact it does have sugar in it (well corn sugar @@) as well as artificial sweeteners.  However, it if helps me get through a potential binge I don't give a rats ass about that corn sugar.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So have you battled with that inner B lately?  How did you tell her to STFU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-8367990559863136761?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8367990559863136761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8367990559863136761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8367990559863136761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-30.html' title='Day 30'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4489747040610963416</id><published>2011-12-06T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:05:37.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29</title><content type='html'>Monday was WI day and I have another loss  YEEHAAAWWW!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I admit I am a little worried now as when I got to work I shucked off my jeans (in the bathroom pervs) and hopped on the scale there.  It was not the same weight as my scale at home.  It was a little more and I hadn't drunk or eating anything.  I was bummed but decided I wasn't going to let it hold me back.  Because if I dwell on it to long I will just get really upset and that will ruin what I am trying to work on here.  So I decided to keep on my glasses (rose colored of course) and just keep using my scale at home for WI's.  Regardless of if it is off a couple or not it is still a tool in this quest I am on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was slammed at work all darn day yesterday.  Thankfully my area supervisor stopped in and did paperwork and helped for a few hours.  Pip ruined my favorite pair of flippers (what a dear departed friend used to call flip flops) I picked up a paid of clogs at Target on Saturday. My poor feeeties were hurting after all that standing in the new shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4489747040610963416?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4489747040610963416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-29.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4489747040610963416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4489747040610963416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-29.html' title='Day 29'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2848171651408849363</id><published>2011-12-04T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:48:44.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elf on shelf'/><title type='text'>Day 28</title><content type='html'>Soooo...........&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; is it weird that I picked up two little stocking stuffers for my 3.5 yr old that are actually kitty toys?  Haha   He will ADORE them!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked all day then hit the Dollar Tree to pick up some little things.  I wanted to try and find a little elf stuffie.  The kids saw &lt;a href="http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Elf-Shelf-Christmas-Tradition/Carol-V-Aebersold/9780976990703"&gt;Elf on a shelf&lt;/a&gt; and now they want one.  I like the concept but $30 and a little creepiness are not my cup of tea.  So I want to find something else to use in the same way.  Miss at the $ store and at Publix so I will keep looking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little funny tonight in my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Hubby going over A's vocabulary words. "A, what is a skill?" A replies with "Another type of candy that doesn't have chocolate in it like M&amp;amp;M's" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love the kiddos-  sometimes!  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Good eating day yet again.  I didn't get as much liquid in as I should of though and WI is tomorrow.  Hmmm maybe tomorrow is the time to move my WI's to Tuesday.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2848171651408849363?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2848171651408849363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-28.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2848171651408849363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2848171651408849363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-28.html' title='Day 28'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7437590778244569570</id><published>2011-12-03T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T18:14:01.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27</title><content type='html'>Alrighty then!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is way to easy to lose track of what day it is when you do not label yours posts with the day number.  I think I am right now though  LOL  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept in just as late as I could.  Oh boy was it nice!!  I will not admit how late I slept in so you all will now scowl at me.  Heheh   Of course I was awoken a bajillion times by hubby getting onto the boys or the boy just being boys (ie LOUD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a bright not my weigh was really low when I got up.  Of course all of that sleep with a bunch of potty breaks is bound to make the weight lower. Haha  Nice day with the family and we are all winding down now.  Hope you had a good Saturday too!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7437590778244569570?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7437590778244569570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7437590778244569570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7437590778244569570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-27.html' title='Day 27'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7519505605914531965</id><published>2011-12-02T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T19:15:22.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25/26</title><content type='html'>Half day at work   Nothing exciting  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is actually day 26 but I missed posting on day 25.  Whoops   lol   So just throwing this up and calling it even.  Yeah I know  cop out!   But I really wanted to try and keep up with the blogging so if this is all I can get out it is something at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7519505605914531965?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7519505605914531965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7519505605914531965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7519505605914531965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/12/day-24.html' title='Day 25/26'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8349982414021453968</id><published>2011-11-29T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:19:29.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of scale do you have?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sooooo spill it!  What kind of scale lurks in the dark confines of your bathroom/bedroom/kitchen?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mine is a simple black and white cheapie model I was able to umm borrow (lift) off of my brother. Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I keep seeing all of these blogs I frequent (stalk) talking about them lately. A certain kind of specialty scale.  That one that doesn't show your weight. &lt;a href="http://thezeroscale.com/"&gt;The zero scale&lt;/a&gt;  I am really not sure how I feel about that.  They say you never need to see/know your weight again.  I do see the concept but I do not see the price tag.  Yeoch!!  Oh wait I am lying!  I just realized there is a way to sneak/peek your weight through the guest mode.  Still though.  Yeoch price wise!  Do you have one?  What do you think of that type of scale? Do you think it would help or hurt you?  Yes- I am nosey    LOL  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just another 10 hour day at work again today.  Last day of the month meant getting a few ends tied together.  All in all it was a fairly relaxing day when there were no customers present. HAH!  Made salmon and green beans for dinner. &amp;lt;3 me some Publix sales!!!  Picked up a few tangerines too.  I hope that they are yummy as B loves him some citrus.  Hubby isn't feeling to hot either so vitamin C will help him out too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everyone else is asleep so I am going to follow in their footsteps soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-8349982414021453968?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8349982414021453968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/what-kind-of-scale-do-you-have.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8349982414021453968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8349982414021453968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/what-kind-of-scale-do-you-have.html' title='What kind of scale do you have?'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8505351360293256725</id><published>2011-11-29T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:17:37.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New look!!</title><content type='html'>I have been doing some tinkering on my blog as you can tell by the new background. Check out my new favicon!!!  I can only see it on IE- I am not sure how to see it on google chrome which is what I use.  A ha!   I had to do a HTML override but I have in working in chrome now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WINNING!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; While doing this I have been poking and prodding into some areas of blogger that I don't really mess with normally.  I also reset my &lt;a href="http://www.blogpatrol.com/"&gt;blogpatrol&lt;/a&gt; stats and I was really shocked at some of my numbers.  I cannot believe that in just two years I had over 6k hits.  WOW!  I guess I should look at that instead of the number of comments on as to if anyone is reading my drivel. :)  I know there are blogs I visit all the time that I don't leave comments on every day even though I am reading every day. I am sure I have a few of those too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up using the boobs I took out of the freezer and just pan frying them and added a sweet tater for me.  I made one of those Lipton packs for hubby since he will not eat sweet tater.  There are veggies in the freezer buuuuut our microwave is no longer heating.  It acts like it is but nothing is gaining any heat in there.  It was a wedding present from an aunt so it is 8 years old.  It has been a good nuker.  I am very sad to have it die.  Most of my veggies are steamers so I will have to deal with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to pick up some more low carbish snacks for the house.  It is WAY easy to grab crap to nosh on when you are hungry that is loaded with sugar/carbs.  I am trying to avoid sugar and keep my carbs on the low side.  So far so good and I hope to continue with this eating as it is working.  I don't see it in myself or my clothing yet- just the scale.  But eventually I hope to see it.  I was 231 when I started this bloggity blog and got down to 204.  Ugh, after already losing a few pounds I am still 11 lbs higher than that high weight.  It was to easy to *check out* and just not give a flip about anything and do what I want.  Unfortunately we all can see just how well THAT worked out for me. (@@ at myself) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So glad that I climbed out of that pit of not giving a flying fig and my light switch is in the on position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Is yours?&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/4583521921429319892-8505351360293256725?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8505351360293256725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/new-look.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8505351360293256725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8505351360293256725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/new-look.html' title='New look!!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6432552947455187822</id><published>2011-11-29T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:07:59.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23</title><content type='html'>I really should kick my hubbers butt as he left that pan of brownies out within my view so that I saw them first thing this morning when I walked into the kitchen.  @@  For any new readers my hubby is a runner and can eat anything at all he wants as he is a stick figure that runs daily.  Actually he has run every day (min of a mile or more) everyday for over a year now.  I would link you to his blog but he just doesn't write on it any more.  He also used to have a running podcast as well but he kinda sputtered out with podcast block.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My day off and I am was so happy to be able to sleep in on this cold ass morning.  I live in FL so cold isn't super duper common but man sleeping late in a warm bed is awesome then.  LOL  Just hanging around with B and will get A off the bus in a few hours.  I promised A we would decorate the tree when he got home from school so that is my afternoon plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was WI day for me and I am sad to say I didn't lose but happy to say no gains.  I really have no complaints about that as Thanksgiving did just pass.  Now it is time for me to go raid the kitchen and pick out my lunch.  I also need to go figure out what I feel like cooking for dinner.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is for dinner in your house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6432552947455187822?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6432552947455187822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6432552947455187822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6432552947455187822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-23.html' title='Day 23'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1586330180834824360</id><published>2011-11-28T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T20:58:37.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22- Ruined plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well this just f'ing SUCKS!  I reallly want to go eat those last two slices of apple pie for dinner now but I will not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why do you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Because I made a yummylicious dinner last night.  There was a chicken boobie and some sauteed cabbage left.  I packed it all up for lunch today in ziploc baggies.  This morning I had it in a grocery bag to take to work with me. I decided to put it back and grab lunch at work out so I had a easy dinner for me and I would make the boys pasta.  Well I worked all day and got home and cooked dinner for the boys.  At about 9pm I decide that I am hungry and go looking for my cabbage, that it sounded really good.  Well there is no bag in the fridge where I put it.  So I start really digging into the fridge yelling to hubbers asking where my bag was.  He is clueless and says he has no idea what I am talking about even though I told him over the phone while I was at work today my plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Ok .....so     Where is my food?  So I ask my 6 yr old A and he says he never saw it.  My 3.5 yr old B is in bed but I knew he wasn't asleep so I ask him.  He tells me that yes Pippy ate it.  Pip is a 10 month old Chihuahua. @@  He lacks the required body parts to be able to open a refrigerator door. So me thinks that he had a little bit of help on that front.  Siiiigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No dinner for me. I is a sad panda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;EDIT: To add that hubbers made a pan full of brownies that he pulled out of the oven just before I walked in the door from work.  I have resisted but the MF keeps eating them in front of me.  GRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1586330180834824360?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1586330180834824360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-22-ruined-plans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1586330180834824360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1586330180834824360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-22-ruined-plans.html' title='Day 22- Ruined plans'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2454263120493409779</id><published>2011-11-27T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T19:03:43.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow is WI day and I am not sure which way the scale will point.  Thank you Thanksgiving!  LOL  I have not gone to bed this week before midnight so I am breaking that pattern tonight.  Off to sleepy land!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2454263120493409779?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2454263120493409779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2454263120493409779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2454263120493409779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-21.html' title='Day 21'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1300633067013772148</id><published>2011-11-27T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:45:03.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20</title><content type='html'>I didn't get around to posting last night so I am throwing it out now.  Good Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1300633067013772148?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1300633067013772148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1300633067013772148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1300633067013772148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-20.html' title='Day 20'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-934555244549697627</id><published>2011-11-25T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:11:47.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19</title><content type='html'>I was a little worried about how I would deal with today after having all of that sugar yesterday.  Amazingly enough today was really good. I avoided sugar and all that jazz.  YEAH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok it is late and I am tired  night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-934555244549697627?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/934555244549697627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-19.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/934555244549697627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/934555244549697627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-19.html' title='Day 19'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6037207500419867042</id><published>2011-11-24T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:15:18.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18- Big name weight loss bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gobble, Gobble!&lt;/span&gt;  The day is here and gone!  I hope you all had wonderful Turkey Days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; We went to hubby's uncle's house to eat with all of the family. My actual food consumption started off  good- even going into dessert.   All they had was HM pumpkin pie and blueberry cobbler.  I did have a  small slice of pie but poor little hubby had nothing.  He was sad over the no dessert thing (he hates pumpkin) so we stopped at Perkins and picked up  two pies on the drive home. Coconut Cream and Apple- the apple pies were on sale for only $5.  I have had 2 (and a half- one kiddo didn't like his) slices of coconut cream and I am DONE.  I could have not had that second slice but I gave myself permission to eat whatever I wanted today as long as I was back on track tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; I haven't had any large doses of sugar in 17 days so tomorrow will be a test for cravings.  I feel one day (as long as I AM STRONG LIKE BULL) won't hurt me to bad. Famous last words of many right?  Of course time will tell if I am just fooling myself or not.  :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I do think I am fooling myself with reading blogs for encouragement though.  I like blogging and reading blogs- I really like the peek into your life.  However I am finding that I just don't get a lot of the big weight loss blogger blogs.  They all have huge followings and people adore them.  There are just several that I guess I don't "click" with and they don't interest me.  I never really thought about not clicking with a blog but I cannot really think of another way to describe it.  At least not right now when it is midnight and I am tired and wanting to go night night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Yes, I know weird topic but as I just did some blog bounces it was fresh in my mind.  Are there any big name weight loss blogs that you just don't get?  Or am I the only odd ball in the group of people that read my blog? (if there are please no names)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6037207500419867042?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6037207500419867042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-18-big-name-weight-loss-bloggers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6037207500419867042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6037207500419867042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-18-big-name-weight-loss-bloggers.html' title='Day 18- Big name weight loss bloggers'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2339905886606501652</id><published>2011-11-24T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:33:12.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17</title><content type='html'>Worked all day where I was good even though I didn't want to be.  I kept telling myself that I knew I was not going to be good today so why make it two days.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then at midnight I ventured out to Walgreens to finish my shopping for the boys. I spent more than I wanted (first time you heard that from me eh? LOL)  But I am happy with my stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retail value would have been about $225.  I spent $70 after you subtract out the register rewards that I have left. The toys and train alone full value are $73.96&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yciH96AnWBw/Ts5xDIEyQ9I/AAAAAAAABXs/7-POYsimHEM/s1600/wagsturkey2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yciH96AnWBw/Ts5xDIEyQ9I/AAAAAAAABXs/7-POYsimHEM/s400/wagsturkey2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678600478681875410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2339905886606501652?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2339905886606501652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-17.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2339905886606501652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2339905886606501652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-17.html' title='Day 17'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yciH96AnWBw/Ts5xDIEyQ9I/AAAAAAAABXs/7-POYsimHEM/s72-c/wagsturkey2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8549718099830728379</id><published>2011-11-22T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T17:21:10.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16</title><content type='html'>Oh crap   I need to go check the jeans in the dryer.  Yes, this is what just went through my mind as I opened up blogger. LOL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids are in bed two hours early.  Why? Because they refused to behave and get along.  I don't love this but I will keep it up now that I started if they don't chill some.  I understand it is going to happen but B is 3.5 now.  There is no doubt in my mind that he is old enough to get along with his brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone is looking for a cute Thanksgiving idea a pillowcase indian dress is adorable!!  A. came home today wearing one and it is adorable! Were planning on him wearing it to Thanksgiving with family. Hopefully I can grab a few pictures for you all then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-8549718099830728379?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8549718099830728379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8549718099830728379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8549718099830728379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-16.html' title='Day 16'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2641241719410173655</id><published>2011-11-21T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:04:50.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15</title><content type='html'>WI day was a success!  Yippeee! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I worked today (half day) we went and looked at toooooooooys!  We know what we want to get for our 6 yr old but we were having issues on the 3.5 yr old.  We finally settled on something and they seem to be sold out everywhere!  UGH!  I finally found it online but in a much larger kit that had us spending way more then we wanted to.  However at least I got it $30 off what other places had it at.  I could have waited and tried to snag the smaller version but honestly I didn't want to deal with it.  At least it is something that both of the boys will play with.  Heck, Hubby is excited and wants to play with it.  LOL  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did have a Starbucks skinny mocha peppermint frap today.  It totally was not worth it.  :(  You know how some things SF are kinda passable? I could so tell it was SF and that isn't my favorite but at least it was SF.  LOL  How is that for a circle? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2641241719410173655?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2641241719410173655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2641241719410173655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2641241719410173655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-15.html' title='Day 15'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6311037568057266721</id><published>2011-11-20T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:46:20.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14</title><content type='html'>Another day down in my little slice of FL.  Another day of being good with my eating.  Tomorrow is technically my WI so we will see what that little number has to say about how I am doing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am off for my snack and then bed time.  Hope you had a good day too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6311037568057266721?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6311037568057266721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6311037568057266721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6311037568057266721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-14.html' title='Day 14'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2385759599833986288</id><published>2011-11-19T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:36:30.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13</title><content type='html'>Day off today &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roasted a turkey!  Yummy!!  It's on a great sale and great for snacking on cold so it works.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made hubby some stove top for his side and I had leftover roasted squash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried to work on a free photo calendar deal linked at &lt;a href="http://moneysavingmom.com/2011/11/paper-coterie-free-30-off-coupon-code-shipping-starts-at-6.html"&gt;moneysavingmom.com&lt;/a&gt; but I just could not get my photos to fit well.  Bummer!  I made a photo book for my in-laws back in 2008 that they love and keep asking me to make more of them.  They are even willing to pay the cost of them (they are not cheap- the ones I did I used free codes on)  I have some photos uploading to a different site and I will see if that one works any better- even if I have to pay for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least by doing this it makes me realize I realllly need to break out the camera more.  I haven't really be taking many pictures for a while.  The last sets I have are from July at A's birthday party.  Whoops! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I did snap this picture about a week ago when they were snuggling together to watch Gnomeo &amp;amp; Juliet.  Yes- the picture is cropped odd. I was trying to cut out the clean laundry and the sharpie on the wall behind the chair.  LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDVFqaH3jU/Tsh1MkEUb-I/AAAAAAAABXg/YVlM9Ahqktg/s1600/cropgood.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDVFqaH3jU/Tsh1MkEUb-I/AAAAAAAABXg/YVlM9Ahqktg/s320/cropgood.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676916189001183202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2385759599833986288?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2385759599833986288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2385759599833986288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2385759599833986288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-13.html' title='Day 13'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDVFqaH3jU/Tsh1MkEUb-I/AAAAAAAABXg/YVlM9Ahqktg/s72-c/cropgood.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4061600727338703604</id><published>2011-11-17T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:26:35.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11</title><content type='html'>I was awoken today by a power outage.  I cannot sleep unless I have my bear and my ceiling fan on. The fan went off and it was 10am anyways so not like it was the crack of dawn.  Actually at the 6:30am wake up today for 6 yr old there was a pretty nasty storm going on.  It pretty much finished by 9am so I am shocked our power waited till 10am to go out.  B (3 yr old) was up playing in his room anyway.  As soon as I opened my door I heard "Mommy, It's moorning!" from him. LOL  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lounged around the house in the quiet stillness for a while.  Me trying to open and shut the fridge door as fast as I can and stuff like that.  I was hungry- Umm no power means no cooking. I kept  staring at the cereal boxes on the fridge.  The sugar/ the crunch/ the carbs. Ummmmm  I told myself "no" and moved on.  Finally I remembered a pack of pepperoni in the fridge that I snacked on.  Crisis averted, for today at least. Power came back up after about 2 hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am just waiting on the husband to get home from school so that I can go into work for my 3 hour shift.  I should probably get dressed and moving right about now.  See ya later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4061600727338703604?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4061600727338703604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4061600727338703604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4061600727338703604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-11.html' title='Day 11'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4831533232090617175</id><published>2011-11-16T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:38:34.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10</title><content type='html'>Loooooong 10 hour day at work.  I always work ten hour shifts but some of them are more stressful than others.  I dealt with a huge, huge transaction today that if it fails I will not have a job.  No pressure!  LOL  I followed my company policy and made sure to mind my p's and q's so I am not really worried about it.  Umm I am sure that I will still think about it from time to time though as the worry free period will not be for 2 weeks.  This is the largest deal my company has ever dealt with.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get to sleep in tomorrow provided my 3 yr old lets me.  I cannnnnnot wait!  I live for these sleep in days!  I have to get up every week day at 6:30 to get 6 yr old out of bed then I go back to bed till work.  Always nice when I don't have to get back up again.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4831533232090617175?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4831533232090617175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4831533232090617175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4831533232090617175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-10.html' title='Day 10'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7073008491638557686</id><published>2011-11-15T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:00:58.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>Day off of work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just spent the day lounging around with my 3 yr old and laptop. :)  Yes there were things that I could have been doing but I chose not to.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eating was great though and that is what matters.  I also learned I prefer cabbage cut thin and sauteed rather then roasted in the oven.  EWW  Not something I will ever make again.  I will be picking up another butternut squash tomorrow to roast like I did the other night.  Yummy!  Amazing that a squash can taste that good. I have experience with acorn squash and delicata but this was my first time with butternut.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I am trying to keep my carbs lower I am not to worried about natural carbs.  Dehydrated that I stored for 3 yrs then need to add water to- I will worry about.  LOL  (Says she that recently found BSCB in her freezer from 2006- hangs head in shame)  Whoops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I updated my WI's on the side so you all can see the truth.  I really want to move my WIs to Tuesday as that is a day off for me every week. But my number from yesterday and today is pretty different (lower) so I want to wait till next week to see if it keeps dropping or is a fluke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I am off to nighty night land.  Hope you had a good day!  Did you accomplish anything today or were you a bump on a log too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7073008491638557686?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7073008491638557686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-9.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7073008491638557686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7073008491638557686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-674940034598245570</id><published>2011-11-14T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:07:07.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8-mirror glimse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  When I was a child I used to ride the bus to school. On the way to school most mornings I would stare out the window looking at the cars next to us. I would look at the people and try and picture what they would be doing that day. Were they on their way to work?  On the way to drop their own children off at school? On the way to the grocery store?  So many variables!  My imagination would always run wild.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did anyone else do this too?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I was kind of relating my wondering on others people's lives to my love of bloggy reading.  I love getting a glimpse into everyone's lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of glimpses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror at work.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I rarely look at full body views when they are visible in the mirror.  I don't want to see my fat- my clothing already tells that story to me. :/ As I was looking I had the brief thought of  "Who am I kidding, I will be fat forever so why am I even trying" Then I made sure to remind myself that this will not take a day or even a week.  It will take months and months of being good to help undo a percent of my ca-urves.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eating was great today. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more day down the path of weighing less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latina.com/files/0611scale_article.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 424px;" src="http://www.latina.com/files/0611scale_article.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-674940034598245570?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/674940034598245570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-8-mirror-glimse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/674940034598245570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/674940034598245570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-8-mirror-glimse.html' title='Day 8-mirror glimse'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7400287377065281502</id><published>2011-11-13T16:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T16:54:33.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>Wow, 7 days have just about passed already.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work yet again today then to the grocery on the way home to pick up some stuff.  I purchased roast beast for my lunches at work for the next few days. If I can resist picking at it when I see it staring at me when I open the fridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I diced butternut squash and a sweet tater to roast.  Then a small sugar pumpkin that was sitting on the counter we got for free caught my eyes.  I sliced it in half and was amazed to find a pumpkin seed sprout growing inside of the sealed, in perfect condition pumpkin.  Weird!  I googled and found that it isn't super uncommon.  They just said it means the pumpkin was stored in to warm of temps.  Well ummmm hellllo FL.  lol  So I just quartered it and threw it on the pan as well. The roasted veggies are sooo yummy I could just dine on that.  Nom nom nom   I do have a chicken ranch thing baking now for dinner.  I wanted to use the HM ranch up that I had left and this recipe did.  :)  If it is yummy I will post a link to it for my fellow carb watchers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7400287377065281502?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7400287377065281502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7400287377065281502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7400287377065281502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-7.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-590621675987623294</id><published>2011-11-12T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:27:29.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>No post for day 5 because our area had a block out for over three hours last night.  I finally gave up and went to bed.   No bed blogging as my cell battery was dead- and um, no power means no chargey.  :)  Friday was a eat well and get some movement in day at least.  We were very busy at work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 6 and were still on the wagon!  YEAH!  :)  Hubbers is at his friends and kiddos are at in-laws so quiet house currently.  After work I met up with my brother and we went to dinner and walmart.  Haha   I wanted a scale since our old one we lost the backing to the battery compartment.  I ended up getting  a toilet part we needed and more duct tape &lt;del&gt; for the kids.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several months ago I saw a picture of something online.  It was a rose made out of duct tape.  I thought it was cool and googled it. I found all kinds of images and tutorials online.  So I made a few for work and was also planning them for teach gifts.  Everyone loved them and asked if I was selling them. Being the shy person about my HM art stuff I said no.  My coworker kept telling me to sell them for $5 a pop or she would.  I would not, so yesterday she went and got the stuff to make some.  Of course now I am like HEEEYYY   Not mad   just heyyyyy  lol   I was telling my bro about it and he is really wanting me to make him some.  He is a seller on Amazon and wants to list them there.  We found some glow in the dark duck tape that I think will be awesome.  I told him I will make him some to see how they sell.  I will pop up a pic for you all too when I get some new ones made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am off to decide how to spend my kid and hubby free night tonight.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-590621675987623294?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/590621675987623294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-6.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/590621675987623294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/590621675987623294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-5427785722371892763</id><published>2011-11-10T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T22:24:46.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4- part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had posted earlier in the middle of the day as I was off today. Well here it is after midnight and a new day will be here in a few short hours. Day 4 was a win and I am proud if that.  I am up way to late and I know it, but sometimes you just cannot turn the ole thinker off.  My mind is tired but my body is rev'ing to go.  I know damn well I need to be up in 5 hours but the 40 something degree weather is like a siren call to me. So I hide out here in the house trying to convince myself it is sleepy time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4 was a win as I said and I am exited for day 5. Each day is a stepping stone to finding the swan in. me.  Heheh  Yeah  Cheesy I know.  That what I am all about baby!  That and it is after 1am and I am here blogging rather than sleeping like I should be.   Ok enough boring you for now.  Nighty night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-5427785722371892763?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/5427785722371892763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-4-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5427785722371892763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5427785722371892763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-4-part-two.html' title='Day 4- part two'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8112105866336105064</id><published>2011-11-10T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:43:06.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 (still on going)</title><content type='html'>Day 4 here and I am still in my honeymoon phase. :)  Please don't let this feeling ever end :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I  started my wagon ride on Monday. Which was my first day back at work after having my first weekend off in months (by choice, to work around hubby's school schedule)  I don't know if it was the time change or lack of caffeine but I was dragging on Monday. I was off Tue and we hit three grocery stores to buy foodz to stay on the right path. Wed I was feeling great and focused.  Enjoyed being at work and wanted to get stuff accomplished.  Alas, I was missing some key items to really make what I wanted to get done complete but I started it at least. I also swung by the store to pick up some more boobies while they were on sale.  $1.99 a lb and I wanted to stock up a little bit on the BSCB.  Came home and made dinner for hubby and I of baked chicken with noodles for him and a side of sauteed cabbage for me. YUMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a daddy go to school day. He only goes twice a week. On those days I am either off or don't go in till 4pm. I was able to sleep in till 10am when B (3.5 yr old boy for new readers) woke me up. Diddled on FB and then made some recipes I have been wanting to try.  I made my first batch of &lt;a href="http://www.bigredkitchen.com/2008/05/ranch-dipdressing.html"&gt;HM ranch&lt;/a&gt; and some &lt;a href="http://www.bigredkitchen.com/2008/02/buffalo-chicken-wing-dip.html"&gt;buffalo chicken wing dip&lt;/a&gt;.  Plans on using both of these as dips for celery. The buffalo chicken wing dip is kick ass!  A must if you are low carbing!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just got A (6 yr old boy) off the bus and I must go deal with the fighting.  Yeeeeah  @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-8112105866336105064?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8112105866336105064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-4-still-on-going.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8112105866336105064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8112105866336105064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-4-still-on-going.html' title='Day 4 (still on going)'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-9050584294571745439</id><published>2011-11-09T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T22:27:38.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well here it is the close of day 3 and I am bed blogging again. I wanted to write a long post but I have to get up in 4.5 hrs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So. Me thinks I will try and blog tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-9050584294571745439?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/9050584294571745439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/9050584294571745439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/9050584294571745439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/day-3.html' title='Day 3-'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4922914181212080407</id><published>2011-11-05T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T07:40:29.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone still out there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sooooo is anyone still out there? If so please comment so I can follow you if I am not already. I have been cleaning out my google reader list the last few days here and there. I wonder how many have cleaned me out? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probably most of you (except chubby, you still comment sometimes lol) time to relax into lala land that sleep brings. I hope you all had a wonderful day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am trying to end this when I realize I need to tell u about my day. A &amp;amp; B &amp;amp; I went to the park for a lil while. Then off to Chick-fil-a for a late lunch and more play time for them. Daddy came to town and met us for the last 30 min of a free block party a church we drive past all the time. My in-laws pastor's hubby is the pastor at this church so hubby knew a few people there due to this. I avoid church (plus I work most Sundays) but hub has been taking the kids lately and they enjoy it. It is a good way to get our 3 yr old B interacting more with other kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. Now night night &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4922914181212080407?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4922914181212080407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/anyone-still-out-there.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4922914181212080407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4922914181212080407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/11/anyone-still-out-there.html' title='Anyone still out there?'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2880976240081547904</id><published>2011-08-24T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T19:04:32.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing down</title><content type='html'>There is one major thing I am stressing about right now.  Same as a bazillion other people in this world right now. The green stuff that we call money.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I discovered that one small part of my stress can be let go!  One of the web site I have been stalking daily finally had some good news on it.  Now to have hubbers college website update so that I can chill out about how Septembers bills are going to be paid. Because as of now.. um  yeah  it ain't pretty.  This one income crap is for the birds!!  Hubby is supposed to be on unemployment for a little while longer but his file was picked for a review so we are now working on 5 weeks of nothing due to this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2880976240081547904?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2880976240081547904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/08/one-thing-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2880976240081547904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2880976240081547904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/08/one-thing-down.html' title='One thing down'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6708638375013320474</id><published>2011-08-23T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T10:43:43.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just...just</title><content type='html'>I could post more lately but what is the point when all it will be is whining.  LOL &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I am stressed to the max.  More so than I have ever been in my life.  I know that is life though and I just have to deal.  I am keeping crap food out of the house so I cannot binge! Well there is ice cream but I will not eat that freely because then I have to share with a child.  Hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird dreams and physical pain is how my stress rolls.  Oh well   At least I can get out of bed and have a healthy family and a job  right?   Right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6708638375013320474?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6708638375013320474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/08/justjust.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6708638375013320474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6708638375013320474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/08/justjust.html' title='Just...just'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2465840955224118210</id><published>2011-07-27T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:01:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;WOW!  Look!  2 posts from me in a MONTH!  Arn't you shocked?  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I need some help from those of you still active in the whole weight loss world. PLEASE link me to people that are active!!  Especially those that are re-starting about this time frame. It would be even better if they were over 200.  I need some more people that are active to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Also if you all know any Droid apps that you recommend I would love that as well.  I just got my first Droid (Droid 3) on a good deal and I want to make the most of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My scale is dead.  It takes one of those large watch battery types but I haven't looked into what type yet to buy a new one.  I do know that fully dressed at work (in heavy flippers) I was 245 ::ducks head::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;* flippers are flip flops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2465840955224118210?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2465840955224118210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/07/little-help.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2465840955224118210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2465840955224118210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/07/little-help.html' title='A little help?'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1885091016549132234</id><published>2011-07-16T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T17:03:43.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No...I did not forget my PW.</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just turned 34 on Thursday and my little boy turned 6 the same day.  Fantastic day of playing in the sand at Daytona.  Today mommy and daddy went tubing down the Rainbow River.  We also had a family party today after the river.  Lots of fun had by all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Figured I needed to pop in and make sure I still remembered how to log in.  hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1885091016549132234?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1885091016549132234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/07/noi-did-not-forget-my-pw.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1885091016549132234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1885091016549132234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/07/noi-did-not-forget-my-pw.html' title='No...I did not forget my PW.'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-5962857819337607241</id><published>2011-05-21T23:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:19:04.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Why are things so easy to invision but so hard to make happen? &lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-5962857819337607241?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/5962857819337607241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/why.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5962857819337607241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5962857819337607241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3895731470325205372</id><published>2011-05-17T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:37:45.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Day off today and we went shopping to pick up some essentials for me. I went a little crazy and had some cereal which is NOT on my meal plan. But my calories for the day are way ok. I hadn&amp;#39;t eaten all day so when we got home from the grocery my inner Hangry attacked hence the cereal. Lol&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-3895731470325205372?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3895731470325205372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3895731470325205372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3895731470325205372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7385020566482007583</id><published>2011-05-16T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:08:24.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>The day part went well. If was went I got home and hubby and I got into it is where it got stressful. I really just wanted to grab chocolate and whatever other crap I could find. Then shove it down my pie hole. I resisted though (ok, ok I did take a few hits off the sugar free whip cream can) I can make that work though. It was better than the 2 hersheys easter bunnys I know are hidden in the linen closet.  I need to identify and pause issues like this. Hubby went out on a run (just left- no warning, all I heard was door shutting *insert my favorite work here*) while I cleaned up the kitchen some. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dinner was weird for me but it worked. I had stopped and picked up something for dinner but there was no way in hell I was cooking it after that crap. After dinner when we caught up on sitcoms I whined a little saying I wanted something sweet. I didn&amp;#39;t act on it though and now I am blogging from bed. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hope to sleep in as tomorrow is supposed to be my Mother&amp;#39;s Day. Hub was sit on the day and asked if we could delay it so we did. &lt;br&gt;Ok time to crash. Nighters&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7385020566482007583?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7385020566482007583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7385020566482007583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7385020566482007583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6384691246937602609</id><published>2011-05-15T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:26:39.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It boggles my mind</title><content type='html'>That I still keep getting new followers when I am not actively blogging. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate it though so feel free to say high and to kick my ass.  I started a new round of being good today. I do have a plan but I am going to hold off on sharing what it is just yet. I had over 52 oz of water and my food was with in limits today.  I really, really, really! wanted to go shove crap in my mouth about 4 times tonight.  My hubby and kids are triggers when I am feeling frustraited/annoyed. Then the annoyance of the wireless going out and the hold time with cable provider. Then the trying to figure it out and get everything worked out when the router will not catch the wireless signal.  FINALLY I got it to catch in a power cycle and reset the router and we are live again.  Now we just need to reset the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; and life will continue on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED to go to sleep!  But at least I get out of getting little Kinderboy up for school as I told hubby he gets to do it since I saved his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internetz&lt;/span&gt;! If I hadn't stayed up he would have been without all day tomorrow. I will be off Tuesday and it is supposed to be my Mother's Day. It was delayed from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sickeness&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hubbers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After midnight and I am offf to bed!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6384691246937602609?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6384691246937602609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/it-boggles-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6384691246937602609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6384691246937602609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/it-boggles-my-mind.html' title='It boggles my mind'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6806914044769166205</id><published>2011-05-03T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T10:59:30.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day off..finally</title><content type='html'>Today is my first day off in 6 days and by golly do I just want to veg out.  I hope to finish this post then get some laundry going though.  I have to pick up A from the bus in just under an hour as well. Hubbers is taking 3 out of 4 of his final exams today so he is almost done with school. I work another 10 hours tomorrow then one more day off.  Then 10 hours again on Friday but those will be at another store that is newly opened so I will be slow.  I will spend all day making copies of paperwork that needs to be caught up on.  Oh joy!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am way, way behind on blog reading because we are no longer allowed to have our phones at work. No more surfing the net when we are slow. :(  We do not get breaks so I can't play then either.  I work in an environment that there is a panic button therefore I do keep my phone on me no matter if corporate likes it or not.  I just turn the ringer off and leave it in my pocket so that it isn't public knowledge I have it on me.  If I have to haul ass out the back door then I need to have a phone to dial 911. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pip named Scooby Doo is settling into the house nicely.  I am still working on him with his playing as he wants to bite at the kids in that puppy way.  I do not want to encourage that though as I don't want an adult chihuahua that snaps in play.  Chihuahua's have a bad enough rap that I don't want to add to.  He was 4.4lbs when we brought him home but after I wormed him he weighs less.  I was told he was already wormed but he still had that round puppy belly that made me wonder and it seems I was right.  He weighs in at 3lbs now and no longer has that bloated lil belly look like he did on the picture on the right.  The pic on left was him snoozing on me a few days after we got him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RuvZPDykvA/TcBAXjiBoxI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZdLmluV1lN4/s1600/IMG00798.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RuvZPDykvA/TcBAXjiBoxI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZdLmluV1lN4/s320/IMG00798.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602548709868020498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7rggKa2pcs/TcBAXeX0NxI/AAAAAAAABWk/lCmQpVAfdek/s1600/IMAG0112%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7rggKa2pcs/TcBAXeX0NxI/AAAAAAAABWk/lCmQpVAfdek/s320/IMAG0112%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602548708483020562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6806914044769166205?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6806914044769166205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/day-offfinally.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6806914044769166205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6806914044769166205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/05/day-offfinally.html' title='A day off..finally'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RuvZPDykvA/TcBAXjiBoxI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZdLmluV1lN4/s72-c/IMG00798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4648682675337938999</id><published>2011-04-29T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T10:25:06.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 lbs equals this :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G463TnQT1Oo/Tbt6PqDDiuI/AAAAAAAABWc/33wwfTa58Z4/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3OTIuanBn%253F%253D-757716"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G463TnQT1Oo/Tbt6PqDDiuI/AAAAAAAABWc/33wwfTa58Z4/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3OTIuanBn%253F%253D-757716" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601204970969074402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A Pip named Scooby Doo. Not a typo. Story to come&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4648682675337938999?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4648682675337938999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/44-lbs-equals-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4648682675337938999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4648682675337938999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/44-lbs-equals-this.html' title='3 lbs equals this :)'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G463TnQT1Oo/Tbt6PqDDiuI/AAAAAAAABWc/33wwfTa58Z4/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3OTIuanBn%253F%253D-757716' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1237577308497471517</id><published>2011-04-13T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:15:18.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog cat cute little boy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fh7wiJGCvs/TaaC57g0TEI/AAAAAAAABWU/lzjWBBqmHwo/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3ODIuanBn%253F%253D-718804"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fh7wiJGCvs/TaaC57g0TEI/AAAAAAAABWU/lzjWBBqmHwo/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3ODIuanBn%253F%253D-718804"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595303518793911362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1237577308497471517?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1237577308497471517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/dog-cat-cute-little-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1237577308497471517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1237577308497471517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/dog-cat-cute-little-boy.html' title='Dog cat cute little boy :)'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fh7wiJGCvs/TaaC57g0TEI/AAAAAAAABWU/lzjWBBqmHwo/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3ODIuanBn%253F%253D-718804' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-537401816211138555</id><published>2011-04-08T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T22:40:36.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH!</title><content type='html'>I should have typed this up on blogspot rather than my phone butttt I am in bed and don&amp;#39;t wanna get up. Plus it is kinda nice to be able to type without my glasses on for once. Lol&lt;br&gt;Work has been a huge ball of stress lately and they just added to it. They implemented a new company procedure yesterday that cause one walk out and today a notice given. They are expecting another notice soon as well over this issue. We are all very upset about it and feeling very negative towards the company I hate to say. No one from work read my blog but occasionally work wife and I think she lost my link again. Haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the plus side my little A got into a special circle at his school. Think of it as an honor role for polite children. His report card is also in and while he went down to S in language arts his reading went up to an E. He&amp;#39;s a little goober face and I cannot believe how fast he has grown.  Just looking at picture the difference is amazing!! I cannot believe how much of a facial difference u can see in just a few months. If I was on the computer I would try and show u but being on the phone that is a fail. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Off to bed! No worky and no plans means no alarm for meeeee!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-537401816211138555?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/537401816211138555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/blah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/537401816211138555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/537401816211138555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/blah.html' title='BLAH!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4679015984907277054</id><published>2011-04-02T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:28:24.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd experiment pic. Leftover meatloaf mixture turned into stuffed peppers. I wonder how long the email will let me make the subject line? Hmmmm Shall I keep typing to find out or just go to bed. BED wins. Goodnight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guSQViKntHs/TZfpWPK-TrI/AAAAAAAABWM/FJZrTT28Vu4/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3NjMuanBn%253F%253D-704033"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guSQViKntHs/TZfpWPK-TrI/AAAAAAAABWM/FJZrTT28Vu4/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3NjMuanBn%253F%253D-704033"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591194030642712242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4679015984907277054?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4679015984907277054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/2nd-experiment-pic-leftover-meatloaf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4679015984907277054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4679015984907277054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/04/2nd-experiment-pic-leftover-meatloaf.html' title='2nd experiment pic. Leftover meatloaf mixture turned into stuffed peppers. I wonder how long the email will let me make the subject line? Hmmmm Shall I keep typing to find out or just go to bed. BED wins. Goodnight!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guSQViKntHs/TZfpWPK-TrI/AAAAAAAABWM/FJZrTT28Vu4/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3NjMuanBn%253F%253D-704033' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1806722510473478650</id><published>2011-03-30T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:33:06.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner experiment</title><content type='html'>Dinner is 100% made up and experimental! If it turns out well I might just share pictures. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took about 2lbs of ground turkey and put it in a baggie. (The big kind without zippers that you usually twisty tie closed) I took 3 bell peppers in various colors, two small onions, about 1/2 cup of ff milk and blended it all into a veggie slushy.  LOL  Mixed that into the turkey mix and added a pack of meatloaf seasoning I had sitting in pantry.  Then I added 3 blended eggs (Hey, the blender was already dirty) and about a cup of bread crumbs.  Squished it all together and now I have it in the fridge &lt;s&gt;letting the flavor develop&lt;/s&gt; getting married.    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;The ground turkey was in a 3lb pack so I just cooked up the rest.  I will be portioning it out into freezer bags for future meal starters. I have a pack of 6 bell peppers that are getting a we bit old so I plan on taking some of that meatloaf mixture and stuffing them then freezing.  I need to work on more easy meals for those nights I just don't want to cook and am reaching for take out.  Not good for my ass or my bank account.  :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;That is all you get for now.  Maybe I will add pictures if your good.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1806722510473478650?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1806722510473478650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/dinner-experiment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1806722510473478650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1806722510473478650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/dinner-experiment.html' title='Dinner experiment'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6074836216932762498</id><published>2011-03-26T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:26:19.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tue afternoon at the part</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jP6Fm2PzjM/TY68bJZXooI/AAAAAAAABWE/PTb4WtwI3rs/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3NDEuanBn%253F%253D-779272"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jP6Fm2PzjM/TY68bJZXooI/AAAAAAAABWE/PTb4WtwI3rs/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3NDEuanBn%253F%253D-779272"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588611362178179714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6074836216932762498?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6074836216932762498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/tue-afternoon-at-part.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6074836216932762498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6074836216932762498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/tue-afternoon-at-part.html' title='Tue afternoon at the part'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jP6Fm2PzjM/TY68bJZXooI/AAAAAAAABWE/PTb4WtwI3rs/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA3NDEuanBn%253F%253D-779272' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1533724046455444917</id><published>2011-03-17T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:07:20.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accentuate the postives</title><content type='html'>Lots of veggies with lean meat at dinner.&lt;div&gt;1 mile WATP with Leslie Sansone using free OnDemand through Cox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We won't talk about the negatives.  The umm.. (shhhh) 4 cookies that were not even that good so I don't know why I even ate them.  At least I closed the container and tossed it to hubby for him to polish off the last 3.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1533724046455444917?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1533724046455444917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/accentuate-postives.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1533724046455444917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1533724046455444917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/accentuate-postives.html' title='Accentuate the postives'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-72604305529459625</id><published>2011-03-16T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:35:05.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty pretty please</title><content type='html'>I am sure we have all heard that song by now (except maybe my mom- you tube it lol) The chorus is just going round and round in my head as I lie here in bed. Karen (and my mom) has requested a blog post. Ta da! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am sick- not fever sick but (TMI) great green boogies coughed and blown out. There, see, I am helping your weight loss journey today free of charge! Heh,heh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kids have a major case of the allergies. Got them something tonight since they are technically both &amp;quot;of age&amp;quot; now to take OTC stuff. That middle of the afternoon park trip didn&amp;#39;t help their snotties much. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My girlfriend from high school who has lost lots-o-weight sent me a care package. Shirts to swim in and pants that don&amp;#39;t fit. :) plus some sexy jammies. She is well endowed in da shelf and I am average. Pants are 16&amp;#39;s which at one time (a year ago) would have fit. Sadly they do not, and will not, for about 30lbs. Blah.  I do appreciate the stuffs though and now I must figure out a way to make those jeans fit my ass. :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Picked up a bunch of fruit and veggies at the store Tues. Now to just USE THEM!  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-72604305529459625?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/72604305529459625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/pretty-pretty-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/72604305529459625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/72604305529459625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/pretty-pretty-please.html' title='Pretty pretty please'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-1284050273643801451</id><published>2011-03-16T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:15:31.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHUBBY MCGEE!!</title><content type='html'>You add me to you blog read list RIGHT NOW!!!  LOL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had your last post caught in google reader and I went to comment and your blog is private.  No contact info in your profile either missy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend4life0(@ ) gmail.com       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-1284050273643801451?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/1284050273643801451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/chubby-mcgee.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1284050273643801451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/1284050273643801451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/chubby-mcgee.html' title='CHUBBY MCGEE!!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4108992722867161566</id><published>2011-03-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:23:49.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's of me</title><content type='html'>Totally copying Karen and Katie and Caitlin and and and...  lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;ge: 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;ed size: Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;hore you hate: Putting laundry away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;ogs: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;ssential start of your day: put on glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;ave color: Depends on thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;old or silver: Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;eight: 5' 2 1/2" ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;nstruments I play: voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;ob title: Teller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;ids: 2   A and B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ive: Central Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;om’s name:Judy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;icknames: Crys   (pronounced Chris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;vernight hospital stays: three times    one while pregnant and then one with each c-section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;et peeve: Spraying boy cats GRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;uote from a movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;ight or left handed: Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;iblings: 2 brothers and 1 sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;ime you wake up: 6am to get booger up for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;U&lt;/b&gt;nderwear: not optional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt;eg you dislike: radish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;hat makes you run late: Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;-rays you have had done: leg, chest,hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;ummy food you make: anything with lots of calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Z&lt;/b&gt;oo Animal, favorite: otters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-4108992722867161566?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4108992722867161566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/abcs-of-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4108992722867161566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4108992722867161566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/03/abcs-of-me.html' title='ABC&apos;s of me'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-7736576434267910508</id><published>2011-02-02T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:57:51.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert large sigh here</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday was a bad day for me as you know from yesterdays frustrated post. I ended up hanging on till hubby got home from school.  Then I opened my X-mas M&amp;amp;M's from my stocking and poured out about two servings. (serving is 1/4 cup and I used a bowl that only does 1/2 cup) I went into our dark bedroom, locked the door, and snuggled up in bed enjoying my M&amp;amp;M's. I ate them very slowly and counted them.  I ended up being ok to stop after 10. :)  I was really shocked and happy that I was able to stop then.  A ended up opening the door with his "special tool" he told me about (got to figure out what it is and where he hides it) and let B in. There went my peace and quiet. siiiiggghhhh&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made the mistake of bring the little bowl out with me to the LR so I mindlessly ate the rest of the bowl.  @@  Whoops!  I really had been jonesing for Panera but I really didn't want to drive into town or spend the money. So I ended up digging out some frozen shrimp and making something up.  It was yummy!  Then I had a few more M&amp;amp;M's to make sure I had them out of my system. Heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway today the M&amp;amp;M's are put away (out of sight out of mind) and it's back on plan for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazingly enough the scale actually showed a loss today!  If only today had been WI day.  LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-7736576434267910508?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/7736576434267910508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/02/insert-large-sigh-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7736576434267910508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/7736576434267910508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/02/insert-large-sigh-here.html' title='Insert large sigh here'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-56218422373470024</id><published>2011-02-01T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:44:55.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>I am currently feeling extremely frustrated!!!  My weigh in sucked but I can deal with that. At least I stayed the same and did not gain. My main frustrations are falling with my 5 yr old A. I feel like the school is calling me every day now over his behavior!  He has already been written up twice on the bus and been suspended from the bus for a day. I have heard from the Dean of the school 3 times now and I see I have a missed call from this morning.  UGH!  UGH! UGH!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I feel a little better now- Hubbers just called on his school lunch break and he got the call too.  I had no message but he did so at least this one wasn't a problem call.  More of a call to let me know that he got my note and discussed it with the bus driver.  I had requested a seat change because it seems most of A's problems have to do with one child in particular.  This child lives the next block over and they are in the same K class.  A lot of times when A comes home with a frowny face from class it involves this child.  A just wants to play with and make this child laugh. I do not know if this child is getting in trouble or not.  We have met the parents at back to school night and they do not seem like people we would mesh with very well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAH!   Off to make lunch for little B and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-56218422373470024?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/56218422373470024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/02/frustrated.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/56218422373470024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/56218422373470024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/02/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-5530336806011615927</id><published>2011-01-29T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T20:21:55.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today was a day I was a little worried about.  First I have to say that I did lose and the side chat was updated on Tuesday. :)  Hope to add to that lower number by this coming Tuesday.  I am sure you want to know why I was worried huh?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a birthday party to attend today for the boys cousin who turned 5. Thankfully I had a plan of action in mind that actually WORKED!!   We hit Perkin's before the party so that I could eat a meal that I could control. Just like they (WW and other weigh loss places) suggest with holiday parties and what not. That eating before hand really helped. I was able to eat food that fit into my game plan and not be tempted by crap at the party. The boys ate a real meal and didn't just snack on chips like they usually would. This particular cousin has lost over 80 lbs so she does keep the sweets to a minimum. Birthday cupcakes where the only dessert offered. I did have a finger tip of frosting - a dab, not a finger swoop.  It was SWWEEEETTTT!  LOL  Hopefully that doesn't send me into a craving tailspin tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did leave the party totally wanting the cookies that we had in the truck for the boys from their Perkin's kids meals. They are really cool but I will not tell you as not to cause a craving. hehe  We ended up picking up something for dinner to distract me from my craving and I didn't want to cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hubby has been eating yummy ice cream in front of me the past few nights and thats just NOT COOL! I just made me a chocolate protein smoothie to hopefully quench that ice cream want. It does not taste bad at all but it is still hard to sell myself that it is a chocolate ice cream shake. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-5530336806011615927?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/5530336806011615927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/saturday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5530336806011615927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5530336806011615927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3006528948629239785</id><published>2011-01-24T21:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T21:34:31.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week down</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is WI day and I think it will be a good one.  :)&lt;p&gt; I am a bit behind on my bloggy reading. Some posts I have read already on my phone but hit to keep unread so I can go back and comment later. Now it is just a matter of sitting down and reforming my comments.&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow I want to finish my little crafting area. I recently bought a cricut and I can&amp;#39;t wait to play with it more. However, I have no place for it. So hubbers and I set up a card table (24x48 rect.- wedding gift that is handy) in the corner of the dining room for me to use for crafts. It will be interesting trying to keep the boys out of everything.&lt;p&gt;Goodnight&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-3006528948629239785?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3006528948629239785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/2nd-week-down.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3006528948629239785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3006528948629239785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/2nd-week-down.html' title='2nd week down'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-5141614765397562084</id><published>2011-01-20T21:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:20:24.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undercovers</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s always nice to be blogging with your phone and head under the covers. Not!&lt;p&gt;B (2.5 yrs old) is not digging this thunderstorm we are currently having.  He woke up screaming and shaking so now he is snuggled up with me. Hence the undercover blogging. It&amp;#39;s always fun trying to explain the ites, noooise, and wha-wer as being a thunderstorm to a 2 year old. Lol&lt;p&gt;Still doing well on the eating front. I am having more cheaty type thoughts but so far I am resisting. I want to keep being able to say that for a long time because once I start it will be a downward hill for me. Sugar is not my friend and I want to keep staying away from it because it is a mean thing to deal with as an addiction. &lt;p&gt;Wonder if I can sleep with baby snores in my ear?&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-5141614765397562084?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/5141614765397562084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/undercovers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5141614765397562084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5141614765397562084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/undercovers.html' title='Undercovers'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8483349310471553624</id><published>2011-01-18T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:57:21.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated WI's</title><content type='html'>I could not figure out why I have had two comments telling me how good I was doing recently.  I was totally flabbergasted and just figuring peoplee skimmed my blog.  Then I realized what was causing the comments.  My WI's that I had posted on the side were for 2009 &amp;amp; 2010.  I haven't owned up to my weight in months and months.  I have admitted gains but didn't update the weigh in's at all.  My birthday in July 2010 was the last real update and it isn't accurate as I ended up gaining more than that even.  :(  Siiiiigh...  It is done and over with though and I cannot turn back time.  All I can do is march on and get myself back down to where I was and lower.  I wiped all the numbers out and am starting over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I have had an excellent week and will continue on this same path.  I have cut sugar out along with most other starches.  Trying to get more movement in which will only benefit me more in the long run.  Tuesday is my new weigh in day so look for updates then.  With our new schedule with *the gazelle attending school I will have every Tuesday off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; *the gazelle is hubby- a nickname a girlfriend of mine gave my hubby as he is a active runner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-8483349310471553624?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8483349310471553624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/updated-wis.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8483349310471553624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8483349310471553624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/updated-wis.html' title='Updated WI&apos;s'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-2916257575860669387</id><published>2011-01-16T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T13:26:25.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedometers and random thoughts</title><content type='html'>First of all. ARGH!  I am reading so many great blog posts today that I want to comment on but I can&amp;#39;t. Whaaaa!! I am surfing from my phone and it isn&amp;#39;t allowing me to comment. I am reading through google reader though!&lt;p&gt;I wanted to ask what kind of pedometers you all have? It feels like every one I have tried is crap. I hate how the slightest jiggle counts as a step. I would like an accurate count thankyouverymuch!!  I do have the gowear fit which is a pedometer in addition to other things. I just don&amp;#39;t have an active account with it right now. I got frustraited with the whole arm wearing thing. Between customers asking me what it was to the glue dot of the velcro coming undone. I even bought glue to try and fix it but never did.  It also  seemed that my gowear had issues with my steps around Target and wouldn&amp;#39;t recognise the 2000 steps I KNOW I walked. One loop around the main walk way at my local target is over 500 steps. I am talking the entire store from corner to corner. That is where I would go on my days off and do an indoor workout and get steps in when I was actively loosing in 2009.&lt;p&gt; 2010 was supposed to be the best year ever but when hubby had his position &amp;quot;eliminated&amp;quot; our whole world went into a tailspin.  I guess it has taken me this long to recover mentally. The bills are paid and we have our house but for so many months I have been carrying internal stress. And gaining... &lt;p&gt;We are entering the next phase of our lives currently. I am still working full time. A is now in Kinder and B is our little terrible two boy. No more &amp;quot;mommy days&amp;quot; as there is no more daycare. Hubbers is in school FT but only attends 2 days a week so he has to squish it all in then. The only way we could afford him going back was to not need daycare.  My work schedule is all wonky but thankfully my work wife is OK with it. Speaking of my work wife (you may remember her as Kiki &lt;a href="http://www.nomorechubrub.blogspot.com"&gt;www.nomorechubrub.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;  ) she is pretty much done with blogging :(  She says she has no time.  Blah I say!&lt;p&gt;Well now that my little tangent is done. Maybe I will revisit with my gowear fit for a month or so. A trial to see if now that time has passed maybe we could be friends again. &lt;p&gt;Sorry for the jumping topics but on my phone blogging and that&amp;#39;s how things go through my mind. :)&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-2916257575860669387?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/2916257575860669387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/pedometers-and-random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2916257575860669387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/2916257575860669387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/pedometers-and-random-thoughts.html' title='Pedometers and random thoughts'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-5242814967446028342</id><published>2011-01-15T21:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:50:28.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired!</title><content type='html'>I am in bed about to snuggle down and nest for the night. I just figured I would pop off a line to let you know all is well in the lake here. :)&lt;p&gt;Bedtime got delayed by an asshole dog that likes to pee on our bed from time to time. Of course we are only in our room to sleep so it isn&amp;#39;t found till then. Ugh! She is sooo lucky that we put up with her ass as many would have sent her back to pound. We take a portion of the blame as we know she does this but we were not dilegent enough in make sure door to room always closed. &lt;p&gt;Off to sleep! Nighty nighty!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-5242814967446028342?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/5242814967446028342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/so-tired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5242814967446028342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/5242814967446028342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/so-tired.html' title='So tired!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-3611856250778836879</id><published>2011-01-13T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:24:14.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The swan in.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Announcing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The swan in.me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is that for an easy blog address?  As I was trying to pick out a catchy open blog address I had all kinds of thoughts. My main one being "How would it look on the back of a shirt"  I don't know why though as I doubt I will ever be doing anything that would require it on the back of a shirt. I basically wanted a title that I could tell someone that they might actually remember.  Slenderswan dot blogspot dot com is a lot to remember.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today marks day three on my road back to finding my (slender) swan. She is in there some where I tell ya!!!  Now please go visit &lt;a href="http://dear-self.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-personal-challenge-of-2011.html"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt; and throw a comment or two her way so that she can curse me while she rides. tee-hee  She has helped me when I have been slacking and now it is my turn to help her.  Just a little OMPH to get her restarted.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also my 3rd day of a touch of movement - Not a lot but it will add up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4583521921429319892-3611856250778836879?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/3611856250778836879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/swan-inme.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3611856250778836879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/3611856250778836879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/swan-inme.html' title='The swan in.me'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-4440683246522564371</id><published>2011-01-11T19:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:06:55.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-11-11 part dos</title><content type='html'>Today has been an excellent day! I am very happy with my eating. 5+ veggies and at least 2 fruits today&lt;p&gt;I did a pathetic 10 minutes on the stationary bike. 7 then 3 while cooking dinner. That is more than I have done in months though. I figured that I had such a good day that that it would be a shame to not do any activity. &lt;p&gt;Hope you had a positive day as well. Lunch stuff is all packed up. Breakfast stuff is prepped as well. No snack prepped but I have an idea for something I can grab ingrediants for easily in morning.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-4440683246522564371?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/4440683246522564371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/1-11-11-part-dos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4440683246522564371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/4440683246522564371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/1-11-11-part-dos.html' title='1-11-11 part dos'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-8296700468748101471</id><published>2011-01-11T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T12:29:10.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-11-11</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to type that date out.  :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured I should at least type something up short as I am doing a lot of blog hopping recently.  I don't want anyone to check out my link hear themselves echoing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short story of my in the past 15 months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gained weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to lose it again and find a way that is doable to make it STAY off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta da!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-8296700468748101471?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/8296700468748101471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/1-11-11.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8296700468748101471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/8296700468748101471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/1-11-11.html' title='1-11-11'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-6933139633770403351</id><published>2011-01-01T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T09:22:31.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>It's that time again!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for a new year and a fresh start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; No resolutions here- as a matter of fact no one even talked about them last night at all. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to attempt a start today like 80 gazillion other people.  Lets just say me and my scale are not friends today.  He's lucky I don't chuck him out the back door really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Already polished off 3 eggs cooked with a whole green pepper and a sprinkle of cheese.I am not even hungry but I am going to go with that whole eat breakfast within an hour of rising for now.  Nursing a glass of flavored water right now.  I like healthy food- It's yummy.  I just don't do well with the planning ahead and being prepared to make healthy meals.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to see about talking hubby into heading up to Dick's.  Either by myself or as a family.  I got new shoes last year (Brooks even, which if you know my hubby that is his love) but I really don't like them.  They are corrective and quite frankly they hurt my feet.  I prefer my old cushy adidas that cost less to be honest.  The cushy has all gone bye bye but I still wear them over the Brooks so that is pretty sad.  LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-6933139633770403351?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/6933139633770403351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6933139633770403351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/6933139633770403351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583521921429319892.post-313719632536513648</id><published>2010-10-24T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:33:54.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A single seed</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been in hibernation.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt; Feeling like a little seed that has been stored away for the winter. Just waiting for the day that I will be planted and cared for.&lt;br&gt; Surrounded with the proper food, drink, and environment that will allow me to bloom forth as a sprouted seedling and turn me into a healthy mature plant.&lt;p&gt;Anyone have any fertilizer? &lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583521921429319892-313719632536513648?l=www.theswaninme.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/feeds/313719632536513648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2010/10/single-seed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/313719632536513648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583521921429319892/posts/default/313719632536513648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theswaninme.com/2010/10/single-seed.html' title='A single seed'/><author><name>Mrs Swan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15160136199959601329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjpvNmrzxCw/S0K3o9Y0moI/AAAAAAAABN8/yJSweBAaqZw/S220/043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
