<?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-8256662707067568120</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:05:32.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dys FUN ctional</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-4434659739656601827</id><published>2009-08-12T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:16:59.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howdy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt;! I haven't written anything for a long time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;! Well I can't believe summer is almost over. I think summer should last a lot longer than it does. I like fall, I just don't like the snow. The only day that it's nice is Christmas, and I can't believe it's gonna be that time again so soon.&lt;br /&gt;Well it looks like we will be moving to Sandy next month, funny 'cause I said I'd never move back there. I have come to LOVE living in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;utah&lt;/span&gt; county, and when we can buy a house it will be here. I have mixed emotions about the move but all in all I have to remember it's temporary and it's going to help us get into our own house soon.&lt;br /&gt;This summer was great! Beau's mom bought her kids a boat that they all share and the dock is straight down the street from us. So nice to go and be so close to home. We are sure gonna miss this house, but at the same time I won't miss the rent.&lt;br /&gt;We went to California, Disneyland, St. George. The beach was the best part of Cali. I'm not a huge fan of Disneyland. I guess we should of waited until Isaac is older so he could go on more rides. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;however&lt;/span&gt; the CUTEST thing when he saw Mickey Mouse and got to take a picture with him. He said "Mom he doesn't talk, but he does on t.v., why?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;? I wasn't quite sure how to explain that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh...the best news ever!!! We finally got rid of the diapers!!! I thought that day would never come!!!! Everyone was right when he's was ready it would just happen, and I am so HAPPY it did.&lt;br /&gt;Beau is good, he's looking into every option at the Prison. Sargent testing is coming up and they might do SWAT testing again. Also overtime might be picking up again after a long stretch of not having any at all. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; he has the job he does, and that he's not alone or on the streets with people losing their minds. his buddies from the academy have all been at least shot at and the thought of Beau doing that is too scary.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it...still looking for a job if anyone knows of any suggestions, anything helps right know. Hope all of you are well and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Granquists&lt;/span&gt; we will see you Sun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-4434659739656601827?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/4434659739656601827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=4434659739656601827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/4434659739656601827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/4434659739656601827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2009/08/howdy-yall-i-havent-written-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-2603154490311057418</id><published>2009-04-07T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:13:30.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Good To Be True....</title><content type='html'>Wow....What a roller coaster it has been lately. I was reading my last entry and laughed because I put not only a jinx on me but a horrid, evil, black curse on us!! My job &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; GREAT. I loved it and thought it was going good, up until about early Feb. when Beau's sweet grandma passed away. We got home and have been sick with "Influenza" (went to the hospital twice) and now this cold that just won't go away it's now April for crying out loud!!! Not much later than that I was in an accident no big deal slide hit the barrier on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bangeter&lt;/span&gt; didn't hit anyone else thank goodness (in our recently purchased truck). Come to find out our insurance said we didn't have full coverage thanks to some air head girl that has messed up our policy multiple times and there's not a dang thing we can do about it! So five hundred dollars later and a partially fixed vehicle.....I got laid off. Not only did I get laid off the DAY AFTER MY BIRTHDAY, on my birthday my doctor called saying I had to have surgery. Surgery for what you ask..some freak growth in my intestine causing problems that had to come out. Icing on the mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt;' cake!!!! Excuse me expressions but I am at a loss. I had court today to contest my ticket from the accident for "failure to maintain control" which is 112.00. I was informed that because I told the officer that I slid and he saw the flat tire and minimal damage ( could have been worse) that there was nothing I could do. I could go to court and was my time he said. And if I wanted to pay 70.00 more dollars to keep it off my record and take driving school. How the *#@!* am I going to pay for driving school let alone the ticket after all this stuff has happened?  So it's not over yet.....Beau's check is being garnished for a dental bill we thought we paid and the rest our insurance covered. Why we pay them I DON'T KNOW!!!!! I really don't like to cry I'm 26 and have a four year old I need to be the strong mom and be tough...well today was not that day. I haven't cried that hard in a long time but if you call and ask I can pretend that's it going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, so if anyone knows of a shelter that has room for 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;individuals&lt;/span&gt; (we are neat, and friendly) please let us know. It sounds funny now but it might be a reality sooner than we think. I hate to be so glum but if I don't say something now I will explode!!! Everyone is struggling and I know it's not just me and I don't want anyone to think oh pity me. I just thought what the hell happened if you read my last blog you'd see things were GREAT. WHAT HAPPENED??!!! Anyway thanks for listening and letting me get that of my chest. I hope nobody has to go through what we have been through these last few months. I really hope everyone is well and we need to have a huge family party to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;relieve&lt;/span&gt; this stress!! Best wishes to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-2603154490311057418?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/2603154490311057418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=2603154490311057418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/2603154490311057418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/2603154490311057418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-good-to-be-true.html' title='To Good To Be True....'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-2737235971842631806</id><published>2009-01-21T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:25:07.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone it's been a really long time. I just started working ...at a Bakery in Provo. LOVE IT! I got really lucky at the perfect time. It's been hard to be away from Isaac (I've been at home since he was born), but it's great that Beau can stay home and spend that time with him with out me hovering over his shoulder. Things are good it's been a long time since it's been this good and I'm hoping it'll last. I finally see a light at the end of the tunnel with our debt and can't wait until we've gotten on our feet and saved enough for our own house. It'll be scary because of all the things that are going on right now with the world hopefully it'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;I am how ever having an issue with my little boy using colorful language! Not my fault of course you now how guys talk and the way they talk at the prison! I am an angel always have been right mom! I'm afraid they kick him out of school when he goes if I can't get it under control. He's a good boy and sure knows how to make me laugh!!&lt;br /&gt;This is super random but I am so glad the holidays are over. It's nice to be together as a family that time of year but that shouldn't mean we can't stay that way. Isaac is already understanding the presents part of Christmas and I want him to have them but I'm trying to teach him giving is way more important that receiving.&lt;br /&gt;So for now I'm back off to the family and spending ever minute I can with them. I hope everyone is well. Oh and here's the questionnaire......&lt;br /&gt;Cell phone? Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;Significant other? Awesome&lt;br /&gt;Hair? YIKES&lt;br /&gt;Mom? Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Dad? Complex&lt;br /&gt;Favorite thing? Food&lt;br /&gt;Dream last night? Blackness&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drink? COOKKEE&lt;br /&gt;Dream/ Goal? Supermom&lt;br /&gt;What room are you in? Office&lt;br /&gt;Hobby? Music&lt;br /&gt;Greatest fear? Dying&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to be in 6 years? Skinny&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night? Bed&lt;br /&gt;Something you aren't? Skinny&lt;br /&gt;Muffins? YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;Wish list item? House&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you did? Work&lt;br /&gt;T.V.? Nightly&lt;br /&gt;Pets? None&lt;br /&gt;Friends? 3&lt;br /&gt;Life? Good&lt;br /&gt;Mood? Good&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? Yep&lt;br /&gt;Drugs? Loads&lt;br /&gt;Drinking? CCOOKKEE!!&lt;br /&gt;Smoking? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Car? Jeep&lt;br /&gt;Something not wearing? chaps&lt;br /&gt;Favorite store? Target&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color? Blue&lt;br /&gt;Last time cried? Sept.&lt;br /&gt;Five people who email you regularly? Mom, Suz, Mari, Shell, Steve&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place to eat? Tepanyaki&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place to be? Home&lt;br /&gt;One word questions make me think you don't want to hear what I have to say because I can talk for a really really long time about nothing in particular just stuff that comes to the top of my head which happens a lot and well I guess I that not everyone has a lot of time to sit and listen to me talk and talk and talk about random things that come off the top of my head....... I'll stop! Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-2737235971842631806?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/2737235971842631806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=2737235971842631806' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/2737235971842631806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/2737235971842631806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-everyone-its-been-really-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-182606680628089623</id><published>2008-11-08T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:43:48.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Out!!</title><content type='html'>So I added some songs I really like, you might not so watch out! Mom you'll love this! Just a warning turn your speakers down I think this starts automatically.  I'm a rocker always have been and always will be. Music is huge in my life. So here it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-182606680628089623?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/182606680628089623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=182606680628089623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/182606680628089623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/182606680628089623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/11/watch-out.html' title='Watch Out!!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-7616056827914176555</id><published>2008-11-07T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:43:14.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow! It's been months since I have updated this thing!! I read all of your blogs, I just put mine aside kinda. My life is really super boring! I know as crazy as I might be, there really isn't a whole lot going on. I have been trying to find places to go back to work, I applied at our local Smith's (AWESOME I KNOW!!) and I will be applying for the Post Office soon. In the end I really do want to end up at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Prison&lt;/span&gt; (working there gees!). I am at a point in my old age of 25 that I feel like Isaac doesn't need me like he used to and Beau is such a good father that he needs to spend more time with Isaac. Get a feel for what it's REALLY like being home. He'll still work but he'll have to work his regular shifts and not pick up any over time.  He has been working so much over time we haven't seen him more than an hour a day. I don't want to be home all day when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Isaac&lt;/span&gt; is in school and if I go through the Prison Academy I will have a career. I was excited about retirement but I don't think that is likely right now. Isn't this a CRAZY time right now? Even with all that is going on in the world I am really grateful that I have my family. I would be lost without Isaac and Beau. I also am grateful that I have my sisters as &lt;strong&gt;"close"&lt;/strong&gt; as we were growing up I never thought I would be friends with them like we are now. It's so nice to watch our kids grow up together and be friends too. So at this time of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;craziness&lt;/span&gt; at least we have family!! So for Thanksgiving this year I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; to be thankful for!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-7616056827914176555?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/7616056827914176555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=7616056827914176555' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7616056827914176555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7616056827914176555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/11/been-while.html' title='Been A While'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-4305113524333814242</id><published>2008-08-24T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:31:30.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat Attack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLInVRecL5I/AAAAAAAAADw/-zImE7Ygs50/s1600-h/EdwardCullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238292563007123346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLInVRecL5I/AAAAAAAAADw/-zImE7Ygs50/s320/EdwardCullen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLInCcr_A2I/AAAAAAAAADo/hTC2b5OnCJ4/s1600-h/zoo+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238292239599207266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLInCcr_A2I/AAAAAAAAADo/hTC2b5OnCJ4/s320/zoo+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLIm45Wca_I/AAAAAAAAADg/0xBObYEy1J4/s1600-h/zoo+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238292075494796274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLIm45Wca_I/AAAAAAAAADg/0xBObYEy1J4/s320/zoo+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLImuDRDzMI/AAAAAAAAADY/mMLZtTKWHDg/s1600-h/zoo+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238291889178004674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLImuDRDzMI/AAAAAAAAADY/mMLZtTKWHDg/s320/zoo+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLImYcYa3iI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3NWGqoyz3t4/s1600-h/zoo+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238291517962640930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLImYcYa3iI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3NWGqoyz3t4/s320/zoo+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLImHAG9HJI/AAAAAAAAADI/g3ulCXjvEA8/s1600-h/toilet+papered!+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238291218315418770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLImHAG9HJI/AAAAAAAAADI/g3ulCXjvEA8/s320/toilet+papered!+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLIl8tx3OcI/AAAAAAAAADA/OtQ7pIvbMR4/s1600-h/toilet+papered!+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238291041596422594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLIl8tx3OcI/AAAAAAAAADA/OtQ7pIvbMR4/s320/toilet+papered!+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I haven't written in a while due to a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obsession&lt;/span&gt; with the Twilight series. I just finished #4 last week. I am not a reader but I had all four books read in about a week. I thought staying up til four in the morning was in my past but I just couldn't put the dang thing down!!! Mari likes the Werewolf and I love the Vampire I have a new secret love Edward Cullen too bad he's not real! &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&gt;Thanks to a recent attack on my lawn of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chistian&lt;/span&gt; Bale and Batman pictures, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to return the favor so I put Pictures of the guy playing Edward all over someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt; lawn. I was afraid I was going to get caught! All the lights on, the neighbor yelling at me to see what was up, and it was pretty early but I got mine and trust me I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of other things to planned. I hope that someone wasn't mad it was all in good fun! So enjoy. Sorry if they're hard to see!&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&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-4305113524333814242?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/4305113524333814242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=4305113524333814242' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/4305113524333814242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/4305113524333814242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/08/bat-attack.html' title='Bat Attack!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HelAa3314c/SLInVRecL5I/AAAAAAAAADw/-zImE7Ygs50/s72-c/EdwardCullen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-6019507339947526240</id><published>2008-08-03T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:27:30.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Challenge...(Lisa)...</title><content type='html'>My funny boy&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYhzkk4ZUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O7fv6smOY6A/s1600-h/toilet+papered!+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230405187112822082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYhzkk4ZUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O7fv6smOY6A/s320/toilet+papered!+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sink&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYgDCX1aKI/AAAAAAAAACw/lWFhFh2bn10/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230403253785946274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYgDCX1aKI/AAAAAAAAACw/lWFhFh2bn10/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Throne&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYf-fjdIFI/AAAAAAAAACo/_3kXTXLly4A/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230403175719968850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYf-fjdIFI/AAAAAAAAACo/_3kXTXLly4A/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Beau's I mean our closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYf4PJVYvI/AAAAAAAAACg/nfl5Hsjhwfw/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230403068236227314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYf4PJVYvI/AAAAAAAAACg/nfl5Hsjhwfw/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheapest shoes in the WORLD!Love em!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYfyvrnCsI/AAAAAAAAACY/pJoTCEi7BKU/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230402973890710210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYfyvrnCsI/AAAAAAAAACY/pJoTCEi7BKU/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYftHsxStI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5-ft6vDrw2A/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230402877258812114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYftHsxStI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5-ft6vDrw2A/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work/laundry room ope 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYflCKbz-I/AAAAAAAAACI/td-N64ou-cw/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230402738333667298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYflCKbz-I/AAAAAAAAACI/td-N64ou-cw/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYfeyngUJI/AAAAAAAAACA/eAHdYO1GEJY/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230402631081414802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYfeyngUJI/AAAAAAAAACA/eAHdYO1GEJY/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke cooler or fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYfXSeqtWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ztjp8R6b3wg/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230402502195328354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYfXSeqtWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ztjp8R6b3wg/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat your heart out Miss America!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYerIjMSqI/AAAAAAAAABw/fjxtN4vQMaU/s1600-h/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230401743615707810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYerIjMSqI/AAAAAAAAABw/fjxtN4vQMaU/s320/Self+pics+fav.+email+assign+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All right Mom, Mari, Suz, and Everyone now it's your turn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-6019507339947526240?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/6019507339947526240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=6019507339947526240' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/6019507339947526240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/6019507339947526240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/08/challengelisa.html' title='The Challenge...(Lisa)...'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-HelAa3314c/SJYhzkk4ZUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O7fv6smOY6A/s72-c/toilet+papered!+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-536095740550133648</id><published>2008-07-28T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:50:28.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>So we sold Nacho today to a very nice couple who have had other dogs. Dennis was crying, he gets very attached to animals. Isaac was upset for a minute and then forgot, but tonight in bed he asks where's Acho(that his name for Nacho) I miss him! He misses me too. It was hard to let him go but it was for the best and as soon as the couple left with him, I called a carpet cleaning company HOORAY!!!! I must be heartless because I can't tell you how relieved I am. I will miss the playing but that's about it all I can think about is no more whining, chewed up EVERYTHING!!!!, "care packages", barking, all around destruction. I have two boys I leave that up to. Speaking of destruction...... Beau got a motorcycle and I thought hey what the heck I can do this! I know how to ride a four wheeler and drive a stick shift so i have the basics right? I did pretty good kept my feet close to the ground so I wouldn't tip over went slow (which is harder to do especially trying to maneuver and turn) so I got more comfortable and picked up the speed I was doing great!!!! I tried to stop and didn't even think about gently breaking. I pulled the handle harder than I should have and it started to wobble, and I started to tip. By then it was too late I had to let go and down went the bike and me. I am fine only scratched MY EGO! I broke the mirror off and took a chunk out of the gas tank (by the way this is a bullet bike not a Harley and it was an old bike) but nun the less I learned you can't just jump on and go those things are heavy and there's a lot to process all at once. I wanted to try again though! It was fun and scary all at the same time a huge adrenaline rush. If I had the money and time I would race cars, very boyish I know, I've always been a tom boy but that's my kind of fun. Very random post but I thought I'd share!! I think most of my post are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-536095740550133648?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/536095740550133648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=536095740550133648' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/536095740550133648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/536095740550133648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/07/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-7515312976455909382</id><published>2008-07-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:04:47.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes it's an AD!!</title><content type='html'>For anyone interested or knows someone who knows someone!....We need to find a home for Nacho. Dennis is realizing he's not here to take care of him and I just can't find it in me to take care of a dog. Quitter Iknow. I've never been a pet person so if you want info..... He's 10 pounds has all of his shots, he's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neutered&lt;/span&gt; but can be used for a stud. Dennis would like to get some money for him like 200 but doesn't know if he'll get it. We'll give you a leash, shot records and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;carrying&lt;/span&gt; kennel. He's great with kids and loves to chase his tail. He needs a family as soon as possible, someone who can give him the attention he needs, also he is purebred we don't have the papers but you can get them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; you want. He's red haired with little black highlights. Sorry to use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; as an ad like I said but I am DESPERATE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-7515312976455909382?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/7515312976455909382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=7515312976455909382' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7515312976455909382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7515312976455909382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-its-ad.html' title='Yes it&apos;s an AD!!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-5550722901918826865</id><published>2008-07-18T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:57:45.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time!</title><content type='html'>It's been a LONG time!!! We've been running wild! It's been a great summer we cooked like bacon at the lake and then took our trip to Idaho. That was okay if you like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hanging&lt;/span&gt; out with older drunk folks! Everyone of them except the grandparents had a beer in their hands ALL NIGHT AND DAY!! They are funny but I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hanging&lt;/span&gt; out with my family. I think the best thing yet was camping with my family and the bears!! Yes Mari and Michelle have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;confirmed&lt;/span&gt; that what we heard were really bears!! I had a blast and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Isaac's&lt;/span&gt; first time ever (sad I know but we finally did it!) plus we got to use our tent we bought last year and never used! I love the summer did I already say that? I am getting excited for Halloween, Mari I know you are too!!! Lastly I hate to use this as an ad but I am desperate read the ad!!!! Thanks! I hope everyone is having a good summer too and yes we need to do dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-5550722901918826865?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/5550722901918826865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=5550722901918826865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/5550722901918826865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/5550722901918826865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-time.html' title='Long Time!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-6203945302004752960</id><published>2008-06-10T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:20:54.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am really looking forward to all the fun stuff we have planned this summer such as...We have family coming in from Idaho with jet ski's on Monday (so pray for warm weather PLEASE!!). Then we will be going to Idaho the first week of July. Then when we get home my family planned a camping trip!! Beau has almost a full month off (it's split up but a week or more at a time)! And best of all the mother of all mothers....Dennis is moving out! And......HE'S TAKING NACHO WITH!!!!!! Let me explain I don't mind that he's here but when I first started dating Beau we moved in with his parents things went CRAZY there (a whole other story) so we moved into an apartment in Midvale for a year. I had Isaac.  When we moved out he was 6 months old and we moved to Springville with my mom and Mari which was nice, Mari will tell other wise!! Then we moved to Lehi after while Dennis stayed with us then went back to Jane and then Suz moved in, she left, then we moved to American Fork and Dennis came back, we moved out here to Saratoga Springs and he has been with us since. Sarah my old friend Beaus sister bought Nacho for Dennis. So as you can see we have lived with someone since we left our apartment forever ago!!! I am excited! Don't get me wrong I enjoyed living with Mari and my mom. Isaac was able to be with his cousins and grandma, and I was able to spend time with Mari (my best friend) and I got to grow closer to my mom,  but the others were a &lt;strong&gt;real challenge&lt;/strong&gt;. (Nacho, Dennis, Jane, Bobby, Sarah, and me and Suz had our differences too). A NEW DAY IS HERE!!!! I know it's a little much but I can't tell you how excited I am!!! So here's to a great summer, warm weather, and family! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-6203945302004752960?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/6203945302004752960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=6203945302004752960' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/6203945302004752960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/6203945302004752960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer.html' title='SUMMER!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-4098221753443521236</id><published>2008-05-16T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:10:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's a picture of me, Isaac and Beau this is the one that doesn't show my double chin. Isaac looks like an angel to me. Here's a picture of our dog Nacho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Libre&lt;/span&gt; he might be cute but it's like having another child! I don't ever want another pet! Beau still wants a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shepard&lt;/span&gt;! Last picture is just my boy in his home made sand box (Beau is super handy I know I can't do stuff like that). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-4098221753443521236?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/4098221753443521236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=4098221753443521236' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/4098221753443521236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/4098221753443521236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/05/alright.html' title='Alright'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-8506804796415906800</id><published>2008-05-14T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:44:46.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love this picture of Isaac and Beau. We finally did family pictures, our first time &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! I don't like pictures of me so we'll keep those locked up. It looks weird because I used my phone camera to do it (trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;figure&lt;/span&gt; out all the options). I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;figured&lt;/span&gt; out how to post pics now i just need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;figure&lt;/span&gt; out how to change the dreadful back ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-8506804796415906800?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/8506804796415906800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=8506804796415906800' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/8506804796415906800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/8506804796415906800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-7598547465389975547</id><published>2008-05-13T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:20:37.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Suggestions?</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to potty train Isaac here and there ( I know you have to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt;) But here's my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;.... I put Isaac on his "big boy" potty he went and was so proud so we wanted to try "big boy" underwear this is how it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;Me: Isaac need to go potty?&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go. I ask again 5 minutes later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Isaac do you need to go potty?&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Oh NO!!!! (With wet pants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is going #1 every five minutes and I don't know how to get past it! I know you can't say anything negative when trying, so what is something I can do or try to get him to hold it longer than 5 minutes? I've have read tons of articles about it but this hasn't come up in any of them that I have read.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly I am so loving this stage with him he's talking more and more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;snugly,&lt;/span&gt; he'll pat my back, or give big kisses, and the conversations we have are a blast!!! Yeah there are a few fits but for the most part I just LOVE seeing his personality grow and change.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a nice Mother's Day I think it should be Mother's Day EVERYDAY except maybe Father's Day. Having Isaac has really made me appreciate my mom she was strong, gentle, VERY wise,  patient, and understanding. Thank you mom for hanging in there with me and never giving up. I love you! Thanks for being such an AMAZING MOM!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-7598547465389975547?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/7598547465389975547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=7598547465389975547' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7598547465389975547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7598547465389975547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/05/any-suggestions.html' title='Any Suggestions?'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-7841988429605456500</id><published>2008-05-03T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:46:26.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note BEAR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GRYLLS&lt;/span&gt; IS BACK!!!! Man vs Wild is on Fri. nights on the discovery channel and if anyone saw this last one...... that grub he ate (super big one) reminds me of fear factor. We need to have a family fear factor of our own (Mari's idea).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-7841988429605456500?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/7841988429605456500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=7841988429605456500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7841988429605456500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7841988429605456500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/05/yummy.html' title='YUMMY!!!!'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-6602370228307176899</id><published>2008-05-02T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:41:48.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumps and Bruises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;I love reading everyones blogs. It hard to get together or keep in touch so I really love that we can share and still have this connection. Mari your blogs kill me that guy with the hair like mine and the awesome glasses......I was laughing SOOOO hard. My blogs won't be that great. I have no idea how to do pictures or any of the other cool stuff yet. So thanks to those of you how endure the horrible spelling and grammer. Man I need to go back to school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;I am amazed at how children live to see the next day! Isaac has been hurt alot but this last one WOW! He ran into our sliding back door handle and had a goose egg the size of a bowling ball on his forehead!!! I'm afraid people think I beat him!! Maybe we should invent some kind of bubble wrap EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;So.....that's about all the excitment in my life for now (intense huh). Things are good. Beau loves work. He came and asked me if he should try and switch to days, how do you tell your husband you love him but love being in control of the remote. He's been on nights for 3 years now, so as much as I hate going to bed alone....... I enjoy peace and quiet after 10 p.m. So until next time...PEACE OUT!&lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-6602370228307176899?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/6602370228307176899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=6602370228307176899' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/6602370228307176899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/6602370228307176899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/05/bumps-and-bruises.html' title='Bumps and Bruises'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-1350676360462675994</id><published>2008-04-20T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:57:29.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three At A Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wow! It has been an incredible long time since last time. We finally had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; installed, we couldn't take it anymore!!! I needed an outlet! We just got over the flu from the deep dark and it was a first that me, Beau, and Isaac, got sick at the same time! Usually Beau is there so I can rest or I am there to cater (literally) to Beau when he's sick. Not this time! At least I was able to wash every single blanket and article of clothing that maybe had be missed two days before!!!!!! One thing about getting sick is that when you get better it is AWESOME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Things have been calm in a sense. I don't like stress and I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of sleep. I've been trying to go to bed earlier and not nap with Isaac (some of you say what! but if you were me I'm sure you'd do it to &lt;:) I miss it but I get to have peace for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Another thing that came in threes was Beaus uncle died. He had a hole in his liver (an alcoholic for most of his life still a good man) but we knew it was coming. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grammie&lt;/span&gt; that's a whole other blog, but I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;greatful&lt;/span&gt; to see the family and be there to let her know I was there and she was loved. Then on Wed. Beaus other uncle (same names both Dave) had a stroke at work only 50 years old! The doctors said he was getting better and was even out of bed the day before and then he just went. All of this had made me realize how important family is. How ever second is precious and to really try not to sweat the small stuff. (The big stuff though feel free to set the demons free&lt;:). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well that's just a bit for now. I did want to thank Liz for the recommendations for the book "The Proper Feeding and Care of Husbands" It was amazingly.........hard at first but once you drop the pride and really look at yourself it makes TOTAL SENSE!! And changed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; from night to day!!!!! Thanks again Liz. Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-1350676360462675994?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/1350676360462675994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=1350676360462675994' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/1350676360462675994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/1350676360462675994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2008/04/three-at-time.html' title='Three At A Time'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-8827113613343644061</id><published>2007-05-18T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T01:34:34.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you Mari and Liz for the support it's nice to know that you aren't alone. Liz thank you for the ideas I will definitely look into it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Life has funny ways of teaching you lessons, I've recently learned that I need to be appreciative for all the wonderful things I have in my life. I have a wonderful little boy and a great husband. It may be hard not having a house or toys but all of these things mean nothing if you don't have your family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   I always like to start out positive before I go to the negative &lt;:  How in the heck did I end up with Beau? I love him I really do and he makes me laugh and is great with Isaac plus he's been working really hard lately for which I am grateful but man he knows how to push my buttons!!! I've been feeling very distant from him. He doesn't show interest in anything I do, he's very unappreciative and I am going to loose my mind. On Sunday he had to work which I am SOOOO grateful he's taking care of us but at what cost? He had the attitude he HAD to do something for Mother's Day even though he didn't...We haven't been out since Feb.14th. It's really bothering me that he rarely does something nice for me. It's almost like a chore for him then he wants "blankety blank". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   I know that leaving notes or random stuff for him may be corny and not something he enjoys but at least I'm trying!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   The last time he bought me flowers was..... well I can't remember I'd say my birthday but he didn't MARI DID!!! The only reason we went out on Valentine's day was because he got free tickets to a hockey game!!!! (my first, it was fun but wouldn't of been my choice.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    I'm not looking for sympathy I just hope maybe someone that reads this will have some ideas or suggestions  I am at my !@#*!  whits end with him!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;    I feel better just writing it down this is a hard subject for us to talk about!! Well thanks for listening and thanks for all of your love and support it means alot!!!!! Love and wisdom.............  Jeanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-8827113613343644061?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/8827113613343644061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=8827113613343644061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/8827113613343644061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/8827113613343644061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2007/05/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-9001378182977242919</id><published>2007-05-13T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:05:38.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you read my last blog I forgot to read and check it, so if it has words out of place SORRY. Better luck next time right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-9001378182977242919?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/9001378182977242919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=9001378182977242919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/9001378182977242919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/9001378182977242919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-you-read-my-last-blog-i-forgot-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8256662707067568120.post-7440598574755407344</id><published>2007-05-13T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:02:54.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a mom and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today is another day but lately I have been very concerned about how well Isaac is talking it seems that most two and a half year old kids are talking very well and Isaac only says a few words. I have tried reading to him a lot more and getting him out to be around other kids but no improvements yet. I feel like I am failing as a mother. He is a wonderful little boy and I love him more than  my own life (as a lot of other people say about their own). I don't know what else to do a random lady I talked to said she had the same problem but out her little girl in a program that has made a huge difference, but I don't know were I would get the money to do something like that so if anyone who reads this has any suggestions I'd love to hear them!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;    Summer is here and so is the heat which I can't make up my mind whether it's a good thing or bad......it's good that we can finally go outside and play and it's hot enough that I just sweat. I wish that I could loose all of this "baby fat" (I probably can't get away with that seeing as it's been over 2 YEARS since I've had a baby :}) it's always nice to see all these girls with close covering every inch of their bodies (J/K) I hate not being skinny I would literally sell my soul to look like I did  a couple of years ago. Funny how I'd sell my soul but won't go to the gym!!! I like the easy way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;     Lastly  I've been down maybe it's because I think back and all the fun things I did when I was single when it was summer,  I think of how I wanted a family and to be married and now, I'm driving myself cray with money issues that never go away and weight problems, mothering, relationship problems, it seems that there isn't a way out of this hole, people always say that love can conquer all but I don't think who ever said that couldn't pay their bills and had NO credit..... if they did they might say " love is nice to have".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;    Well for now I'm off to ponder the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8256662707067568120-7440598574755407344?l=dysfunctional24.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/feeds/7440598574755407344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8256662707067568120&amp;postID=7440598574755407344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7440598574755407344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8256662707067568120/posts/default/7440598574755407344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dysfunctional24.blogspot.com/2007/05/being-mom-and-other-stuff.html' title='Being a mom and other stuff'/><author><name>Jeanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12957986849473764497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
