<?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-955013362954681370</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:08:47.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatsa goin on?!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-1340656618928053063</id><published>2009-06-18T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:14:39.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Crib :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/Sjp0WntCbrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/v7lBW6MpT_A/s1600-h/257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348715439419715250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/Sjp0WntCbrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/v7lBW6MpT_A/s400/257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/Sjp0WWEURZI/AAAAAAAAARs/9l39NZ5Q3EU/s1600-h/256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348715434685515154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/Sjp0WWEURZI/AAAAAAAAARs/9l39NZ5Q3EU/s400/256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, Its true...LT is no longer in a crib! Tuesday night was his first night sleeping in his bed all night! We bought the bed monday and put it together but LT wouldnt sleep in it so at about 3 am we put him in his crib. So we tried again on tuesday and it went very well! He only got up three times to come in bed with us but after us telling him to go to bed for the third time he finally fell asleep. Then lastnight he went to bed at 10 and slept in it all night until 7, he came in bed with us and about twenty minutes later he started falling asleep so he got up and went to his bed and stayed in there til 9:45!! And just a second ago he says nite nite and went in his room to watch cartoons and fall asleep! I knew he was ready for a big boy bed! I wanted him to have one the first time he climbed outta his crib but we waited til now. Hes doing pretty good considering hell be 2 in four months!! Im so proud of him but then again im said bc hes growing up :( &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/955013362954681370-1340656618928053063?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/1340656618928053063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=1340656618928053063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1340656618928053063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1340656618928053063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-crib.html' title='Bye Bye Crib :('/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/Sjp0WntCbrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/v7lBW6MpT_A/s72-c/257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-3582404865014714945</id><published>2009-05-21T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:37:03.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucky ass weather!!</title><content type='html'>so it has been raining over here for four days straight, and more to come! Everything surrounding us is flooded!! The childrens museum that is like three minutes walking distance from the house got flooded! Our canal which is usually close to being dry is over flowing! I just looked on the news and all the rain that titusville and everything farther south was supposed to get is now coming RIGHT at us! so now im freaking out! Tony is going to get sand bags after work today and we are rearranging our boxes on the porch incase we get flooded! So much for our drought right? Now they are saying on the news we have to limit our toilet flushing and use of the washer bc the systems are going to over flow and back up! Thank god we are going outta town this weekend!!! Sorry some of the pix are blurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;a parking lot off nova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338283841041001522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVk3rd07DI/AAAAAAAAARk/MlJ4sooCw4k/s400/100_3719.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad for these people who live in these apartments!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338283307161156306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVkYmm8-tI/AAAAAAAAARc/O0PhNM9zPBk/s400/100_3718.jpg" /&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;these cars are parked on the side of the road bc they live in those apartments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338282419320256034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVjk7JL9iI/AAAAAAAAARU/NraJcko-R7Y/s400/100_3717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is international spdwy and Nova- the main roads in daytona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338282016602925954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVjNe55K4I/AAAAAAAAARM/MRZtocd5Px4/s400/100_3713.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the park by our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338281696334120290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVi61z3BWI/AAAAAAAAARE/mwtNDZ-hkmo/s400/100_3711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338281073640379570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShViWmGGlLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/f8p9-VXdGbI/s400/100_3710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange ave....towards the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338280433108187074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVhxT7U98I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Toy4kvEiF8k/s400/100_3707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our canal which is usually close to being dried up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338279741440476754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVhJDQ5RlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZJ4uXmYJimM/s400/100_3704.jpg" /&gt;This is the parking lot of the childrens museum, walking distance from our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338279218817306754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/ShVgqoV0kII/AAAAAAAAAQk/8IHv7M1h40U/s400/100_3703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is South st. 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I havent spoken to tonys family since saturday night and i dont plan on ever talking to them EVER. So now im thinking alot about how great our life will be when we move over by my family. Itll be great except for I know tonys going to want to visit his family and stay weekends with them just like what we are doing now with my family. This is the part im dreading...I of all people dont want to stay with his family idc if its for one night i refuse to do it. I just hope that he understands where im coming from! I dont expect him to disown his family bc his sister is a toothless bitch face but she tends to get everybody wrapped around her fingers. Shell be the favorite child bc tony moved away and heaven forbid we stay a weekend and her spot from number one goes back down to number two. Shes a needy bitch and if no one is catering to her needs all hell breaks loose! Especially when xmas time comes around OMG bc she will be there for the family dinner and what not, so it looks like im staying with my parents while he goes to see his family for xmas. I will probably have to remind him why i dont want to be around his family and i hope he understands! ah this is all mind boggling! but anyways im looking forward to going to my moms house this weekend. My dads picking me up on friday and we arent leaving until the last second on monday lol. I already know i wont want to come back bc the freedom away from his family will feel so awesomely great that ill want to stay lol. Oh well im gunna eat some ramen noodles YUMMY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-6371373538744517180?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/6371373538744517180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=6371373538744517180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/6371373538744517180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/6371373538744517180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-friggin-day-in-slutona-beach.html' title='another friggin day in slutona beach'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-3232925590168883850</id><published>2009-04-15T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:09:44.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama seems to find its way...to me!!</title><content type='html'>My god im so over everything here in daytona. Have you ever wanted to just run away and curl up in a ball and just prey that things were different? Thats how i feel right now sort of. Ok so  heres the scoop. Tonys sisters bestfriend (ashley) is a whore. I apologized to her like six months ago for judging her based on her lifestyle. well we were all cool then one day she starts feeling up on tony! And shes obsessed with him. shes always at the family gatherings and she takes like nine bazillion pictures of just tony- and some with her in them. Tony said something to amanda bc i didnt want to start drama and well drama started. Tony said something to his mom and his mom dis-invited ashley to the huge easter party. Amanda was extremely upset and was a bitch to me the whole time. Now shes saying that i need to get the fuck over it and blah blah blah and now whore bag is wanting to kick my ass. OK HOW THE FUCK AM I IN THE WRONG? IM NOT THE NASTY FUCKING CUNT FEELING UP SOMEONE ELSES MAN! if it would happen to amanda she would want the whole fucking world collapse! But for once its not all about amanda and she cant stand it! And im so over her! I dont EVER want to see her again or speak to her again. shes a fucking bitch in my book and i hope tony gets a job in tampa so we can move away from all this stupid bullshit! How the hell does amanda figure im trying to come in between them? They have ABSOLUTELY nothing i want! What could i want that they have? Government housing? FUCK NO!, 13 abortions? HAHA NOT SO MUCH! Aids, Gonorrhea, Herpes? AND AGAIN NOT SO MUCH! fuck you stupid lame ass bitches and your nasty STDS!! Im out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-3232925590168883850?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/3232925590168883850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=3232925590168883850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3232925590168883850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3232925590168883850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2009/04/drama-seems-to-find-its-wayto-me.html' title='Drama seems to find its way...to me!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-4979672195605333739</id><published>2009-04-03T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:14:31.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LTs 18 months old!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320488585035553842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsLc6QnDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1THSBQsdz0A/s400/s41075cb113017_20_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; so im really sad that in six more months LT is going to be 2!! where did time go?? It seems like just yesterday he was learning to crawl! So this month we are buying a potty chair and we are giong to start the training process. Dr. Jeanty says to get him familiar with the potty chair but not to force him into using it. Hopefully things go smoothly! Yesterday we got his 18 month/ easter pix done and it was hilarious!! he loved the bunny! he jumped on its back and was pulling its tail then when his session was over he grabbed the bunnies hand and was pulling her over to a chair so he could sit by her lol. It was funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489890167828354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYtXa6Cr4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/b71Mfcz9nU8/s400/s41075cb113017_5_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489183519386914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsuSb7LSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/f60GCrMQ5M0/s400/s41075cb113017_17_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320488587962985106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsLn0NqpI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Hi11wU6Wbcw/s400/s41075cb113017_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320488590285625938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsLwd-WlI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PgUhYuYWXdI/s400/s41075cb113017_22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489180300479122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsuGceipI/AAAAAAAAAO0/77jIFBA1Q4Y/s400/s41075cb113017_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;isnt his shirt the cutest??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489191230884722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsuvKfS3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/AGLShTQZo7c/s400/s41075cb113017_16_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489195256404050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsu-KP2FI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MM--wKP4AsI/s400/s41075cb113017_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489875255071538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYtWjWkEzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FElUY_zsvOs/s400/s41075cb113017_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489879478751202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYtWzFkT-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/o4KwHj-ILcA/s400/s41075cb113017_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320491019267927314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYuZJIe7RI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Xwr_RdtXXzI/s400/s41075cb113017_1_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489886327555730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYtXMmcxpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HW6lF2P2zmY/s400/s41075cb113017_6_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320491013849569442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYuY08pWKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/TRec6Gv1mcw/s400/s41075cb113017_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320489883416713138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYtXBwc17I/AAAAAAAAAPk/LBooakeD6VQ/s400/s41075cb113017_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320491011678418642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYuYs3ANtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1n0CD28n1zA/s400/s41075cb113017_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320491014182984754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYuY2MI3DI/AAAAAAAAAQE/gfHVabOjhYc/s400/s41075cb113017_3_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-4979672195605333739?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/4979672195605333739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=4979672195605333739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4979672195605333739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4979672195605333739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2009/04/lts-18-months-old.html' title='LTs 18 months old!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SdYsLc6QnDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1THSBQsdz0A/s72-c/s41075cb113017_20_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-3359015616983033486</id><published>2009-01-28T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:52:54.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah its been forever!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SYC3QQ8Nj3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/oy3iOtkBgUM/s1600-h/276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296434651841007474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SYC3QQ8Nj3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/oy3iOtkBgUM/s400/276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to start remembering to start blogging lol! Nothing too much going on here. Same ol shit different day. Work sux i only work..once a month! Lately ive been sick in a way. I have no appetite, no energy and i cant sleep. I feel hungry all the time and when i eat i take a bite and feel full. Then the other day at work i got light headed and about passed out again (thats like the third time its happened) so i finally made me a dr appt. Hopefully ill get my "issues" taken care of then i can start looking for a more permenant job. Im only sticking with sears bc i have time to go to doctors and if i get another job they may not be as flexible as sears. so we will see how things go after the 9th! LT is getting huge he had his 15 month check up on monday and he weighs 24 lbs, hes 33 inches long and his head circumference is 18 inches. Hes at the 60th percentile in his weight, 90th in his height and 50th in his head lol! He has a bit of a rash and the doctor thinks it might be from his diapers so she gave us some kick ass cream! i used it three times and his diaper rash is completely gone! that has never EVER happened!! Umm theres really nothing else going on over here, LT went swimming today cuz it FINALLY warmed up! Well i have nothing left to say!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-3359015616983033486?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/3359015616983033486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=3359015616983033486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3359015616983033486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3359015616983033486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-its-been-forever.html' title='ah its been forever!!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SYC3QQ8Nj3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/oy3iOtkBgUM/s72-c/276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-3075917980066150871</id><published>2008-12-24T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:11:21.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2008!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283418399920276610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SVJ5Cr8CxII/AAAAAAAAANs/LAcdK9k26TM/s400/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; So the 22nd we had our first annual christmas party with tonys family at our house! wasnt as stressful as i pictured it to be. The kids played outside all day until it was time to open gifts. LT had a blast playing with all of his cousins. He got some really nice toys, mostly trucks and cars! Then this morning was our christmas cuz we are leaving for my moms this afternoon. LT gets the point of opening paper lol he realizes that hey theres toys under this paper stuff lol! He really enjoys his zebra ride on toy and his trains. Tony has to work today until 2ish and hes gunna do an oil change on his truck before we leave. Then we have to head out!! So whats my new year resolution?? Cleaning LTs toy boxes out!! He has enough new toys to replace the old ones especially after we get back from my moms!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SVJ6dq88UrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/DvTr-s-AosM/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283419963023708850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SVJ6dq88UrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/DvTr-s-AosM/s400/163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SVJ60X_cgKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jMzGgFNWn2E/s1600-h/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420353070923938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SVJ60X_cgKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jMzGgFNWn2E/s400/204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LT opening his present!! All the presents made our tree look tiny!! I can only imagine how my moms tree looks cuz she has a little palm tree as a christmas tree!!&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/955013362954681370-3075917980066150871?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/3075917980066150871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=3075917980066150871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3075917980066150871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3075917980066150871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-2008.html' title='Merry Christmas 2008!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SVJ5Cr8CxII/AAAAAAAAANs/LAcdK9k26TM/s72-c/132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-5795076906149510650</id><published>2008-12-18T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:31:14.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no write lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SUqHJAR_-lI/AAAAAAAAANc/eNm9L0F3PEM/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281182101809396306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SUqHJAR_-lI/AAAAAAAAANc/eNm9L0F3PEM/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been somewhat super busy for the past month! Ive been working during the week from 6-whenever people go home lol. Then like a week ago my car got broken into (surprise surprise, welcome to the mall parking lot, where mall security picks their noses and asses all damn day) my radar detector and my GPS got stolen and my window got busted out and my dashboard was just chillin on the floor. My A/C vent got broken so its like whatever ill never see my stuff again. It still pisses me off that people do that shit! Get a job and make an honest living you dont have to break into peoples cars and steal their shit to make money or give as a gift. Merry christmas honey heres a gps i stole for you, ya know how FUCKED up to people have to be? This is why i hate christmas lol. But besides that ive been sick for like two weeks going on three, im over boogers already! Tony got his truck last tuesday and i dont think hes been out of it since! Well he does come in to sleep and eat lol! Its a really nice truck! Im glad to have my car back lol whats left of it after people break into it! I went to the mall yesterday to pick up a gift for my mom, and trust me i was shopping in fear of my car getting broken into again! I got my moms gift and now im safe at home lol. I have to work tonight BLAH im not looking forward to dealing with people bitching at me bc they waited til the last minute to get their pix done! Hopefully we leave before 9 tonight i hate it when we are their til ten!! It pisses everybody else off when they have to stay an hour later bc the studio still has customers! other than that nothing else going on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-5795076906149510650?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/5795076906149510650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=5795076906149510650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5795076906149510650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5795076906149510650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-time-no-write-lol.html' title='Long time no write lol'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SUqHJAR_-lI/AAAAAAAAANc/eNm9L0F3PEM/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-8733687044925007304</id><published>2008-11-18T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:32:08.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So over it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SSL7RgBnBYI/AAAAAAAAANU/1_n1YhSztH0/s1600-h/321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270050792049935746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SSL7RgBnBYI/AAAAAAAAANU/1_n1YhSztH0/s400/321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning i called my dad and asked him if i could borrow some money so we could get our family portraits done and there was a certain gift i wanted to get my mom. At first he asked questions and he basically told me no bc him and mom have too many pix of LT as it is, so i was like ok what ever, and he said that my gift idea for mom wasnt a very good one cuz it was "too much money" which its not cuz of my discount but once again WHATEVER! So then he starts getting on my case about christmas is the worse time for me to not have money or something along those lines. Then he says to me " remember when you and tony had money and you got me that really nice gps for my computer?" I said yea i remember, and he was like " its nice to have money to buy nice gifts aint it" or something like that and he finishes his sentence with "thats why you should get a better job or get a second job" then he told me what he got mom and how much he spent on her so far, and i was like wow thats alot and he says yea ive been saving up for it." then he goes into this conversation "see if you guys wouldve moved in with us instead of getting that house you could have money for christmas" After he said that i was OMG here we go again! So i basically bit my tongue so i wouldnt go off on him. After all these years i thought it was the thought that counted not the price??? And if my gifts suck so bad why couldnt anybody just tell me? Now i feel like shit and i dont want to even go over there for christmas bc i dont wanna be embarrassed cuz my gifts are cheap and they spend a shit load on us. I dont want anything from them for xmas cuz i dont want it thrown back in my face, im not gunna look like a loser! And y must i get scolded for not moving in with my mom! Im sorry but im not gunna move all three of us into a house that is already occupied. I like having my own privacy! Our only privacy there would be that tiny ass bedroom!! and I refuse to share a room with LT! He snores and he wakes up if he hears us move and he makes sure we are awake and if were not he will wake us up! Its just not convenient! yea we will save money but being told what to do everyday? Not worth it! I love my parents to death but damn! Let me live my life! Im sure their parents didnt agree with how they lived their lives and they still managed to do it! Hell they dont even speak to anybody in their family! Im thinking after christmas we are going to be jahovas witness' so that way i dont have to deal with christmas stress!! Hmm that totally sounds like a "doer" lol! Speakin of christmas the other day we got bored and put our tree up, i figured well they are already playing xmas music at my work might as well get the house feeling festive but me feeling festive went down the drain today!! Hopefully shit gets better if not im gunna have to admit myself into a looney bin!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-8733687044925007304?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/8733687044925007304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=8733687044925007304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8733687044925007304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8733687044925007304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-over-it.html' title='So over it!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SSL7RgBnBYI/AAAAAAAAANU/1_n1YhSztH0/s72-c/321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-2405065689708490893</id><published>2008-11-13T12:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:03:04.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new house!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268241741161281826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyN84TNuSI/AAAAAAAAALU/A2WKKy3p0Kc/s400/400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the 7th of November we finally moved into the house! We werent planning on moving until february but our lovely neighbors that moved above us helped make our decision! We really love the house! its a three bedroom one bath, huge kitchen huge dining room. It has a HUGE back yard!! And its $100 cheaper than the apartment! I love how we have so much space now and we have a nice backyard for LT and Abbi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268242949964510146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyPDPcXM8I/AAAAAAAAALc/sx1fM6DGLT8/s400/401.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this is our dining room, its much bigger but i couldnt fit all of it in the camera&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268243281825584306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyPWjuNVLI/AAAAAAAAALk/XjHpEXDortE/s400/402.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this is the view when you first walk in the door&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268243656827910002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyPsYtut3I/AAAAAAAAALs/ebdDBi264QE/s400/403.JPG" border="0" /&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&gt;This is our living room which is messy lol! its kinda odd shaped too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268243994673918658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyQADSfssI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Rc135QfZ7AA/s400/404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;heres the other half of the living room. The chair is in a weird place but it works! the tv isnt like that anymore its farther back into the wall!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268244512301964690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyQeLmo3ZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eAiVqn_GIZA/s400/405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our huge kitchen~~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268244904929522402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyQ1CQV8uI/AAAAAAAAAME/H1dEHW67GJ0/s400/416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;closer view of the kitchen&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268245239400709570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyRIgQfPcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4zKD5zrkElw/s400/406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is our hallway&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268245619336039058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyRenoISpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/g2v5ZvolofA/s400/407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;our bathroom which is kinda small but its fully remodled!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268246223406343890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRySBx9tptI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wbo5mH9Rw50/s400/409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is the spare bedroom aka LTs play room&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268246587090692722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRySW8y0anI/AAAAAAAAAMk/sm22H4NN0kY/s400/410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is our bedroom! yes the crooked pics on the wall are my work of art lol!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268247364125524706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyTELeXAuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FJIh17DPWa8/s400/411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;one half of LTs room- we didnt exactly get his wall decor up in time for me to take the pix!! i was too impatient!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268247935829961490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyTldPUaxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bwU_yMqU2J4/s400/412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;heres the other half of LTs room!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268248695426089970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyURq9Jg_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/fOcqtb8k3Yc/s400/415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LTs closet! I miss his closet organizer!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268249221539761426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyUwS4bDRI/AAAAAAAAANE/m6yo0vRo9B8/s400/424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a pic of our huge yard!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268249724117436946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyVNjIRyhI/AAAAAAAAANM/oOPn77i0YOg/s400/425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another yard pic- we have two huge palm trees in the back yard!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-2405065689708490893?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/2405065689708490893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=2405065689708490893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/2405065689708490893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/2405065689708490893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-house.html' title='Our new house!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRyN84TNuSI/AAAAAAAAALU/A2WKKy3p0Kc/s72-c/400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-3695626862116987007</id><published>2008-11-13T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:43:42.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LTs first trick or treating experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRx0M_SYVgI/AAAAAAAAALM/F3rLflPtgGo/s1600-h/355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268213430612416002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRx0M_SYVgI/AAAAAAAAALM/F3rLflPtgGo/s400/355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This halloween was LTs first time getting to trick or treat! He had so much fun!! We all dressed up even abbi!! LT was a t-rex of course, I was a fairy, Tony was an inmate and abbi was a bumble bee! We got alot of candy and we still have a bunch left!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRxz_prwd1I/AAAAAAAAALE/4p9D3H9L6Ek/s1600-h/273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268213201474975570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRxz_prwd1I/AAAAAAAAALE/4p9D3H9L6Ek/s400/273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  HEHE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRxzxOv0MbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/19_GGEehHGU/s1600-h/283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268212953726071218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRxzxOv0MbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/19_GGEehHGU/s400/283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Get this thing off my head!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/955013362954681370-3695626862116987007?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/3695626862116987007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=3695626862116987007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3695626862116987007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3695626862116987007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/11/lts-first-trick-or-treating-experience.html' title='LTs first trick or treating experience'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SRx0M_SYVgI/AAAAAAAAALM/F3rLflPtgGo/s72-c/355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-294890160735195592</id><published>2008-10-22T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:15:26.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smootch face!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9tLCrjkKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VqTdRrS0hBo/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260042926257574050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9tLCrjkKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VqTdRrS0hBo/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day i was feeding LT and he started making this adorable but funny face! He does it ALOT now! He somewhat does it when you say make your smootch face and give him a kiss! He does it when you change his diaper too! its soo cute and if you laugh at him he keeps on making the face! Hes doing it in the pic up there but it would be cuter if he didnt have food all over his face! Atleast i got one of him doing it! I tried so hard getting one of him doing it without having food on his face but my camera is too slow to capture it and my batteries die from me trying so much lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-294890160735195592?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/294890160735195592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=294890160735195592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/294890160735195592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/294890160735195592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/smootch-face.html' title='Smootch face!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9tLCrjkKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VqTdRrS0hBo/s72-c/103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-1933513613153360911</id><published>2008-10-21T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:08:36.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260038949213022642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9pjjCPqbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/byOivBb7lfk/s400/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;LT in his glow in the dark halloween shirt that gramma got him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9pkWmwCyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DsSg_4zd14c/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260038963056347938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9pkWmwCyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DsSg_4zd14c/s400/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HMM which one do I want??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9obb8ppEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Kaqgy2zxSq4/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260037710359929922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9obb8ppEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Kaqgy2zxSq4/s400/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259648534014643218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP4GeZFYzBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/a0UvTnJ7ST4/s400/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday we took LT to the little pumpkin patch down the street. He had so much fun vandalizing the pumpkins lol. They were set up on skid platforms so they dont rot and he kept knocking them off of the platform!! And as the pumpkins were falling off he was laughing at them!! he was having so much fun though just running up to all the different pumpkins and touching them. He didnt care for one that was a dark orange and it was kinda lumpy!! But he did finally pick one out! and we carved it that night just to see if he would play with the guts but he didnt!!. He touched the goop and he was shaking his hands back and forth and he was wiping them off!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260040523810398098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9q_M3g35I/AAAAAAAAAKM/kQ0cnulb1gA/s400/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our pumpkin before we hacked into it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259648870427765362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP4Gx-UhqnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JlxoGe-8v7g/s400/190.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hes looking inside the pumpkin cuz he dropped the "spoon" in there and then he started biting it lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260040525835618082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9q_UaXRyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GkReaONAmOE/s400/168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP4Ep641XCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7d2VtoDD3IY/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lookin at the gooey stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260040549049208066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9rAq46jQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dJXostVDKv8/s400/201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pumpkin has a face now!! Good job babe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260040543515565778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9rAWRl3tI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sPuyP_iEkVs/s400/205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is our pumpkin glowing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260040537775724594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9rAA5G2DI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MUsXX06yaTQ/s400/209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tonys and our pumpkin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-1933513613153360911?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/1933513613153360911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=1933513613153360911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1933513613153360911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1933513613153360911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SP9pjjCPqbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/byOivBb7lfk/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-212906459141697517</id><published>2008-10-19T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:06:00.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I officially started work!!</title><content type='html'>Today i worked from 11-3. Well actually 12-3. I got there at 11 and no one was in the studio so i walked around for a second feeling like a lost puppy, and i went up to the check out and met a lady. I think her name was Kelly but im not positive! She was really cool. I asked her who works in the portraits cuz today is my first day and no one is there. She says um, the studio doesnt open until 12. So she showed me around a lil bit and she called Juanelle my manager. So she finally came upstairs at 12 and she had me doing all sorts of crazy paper work. I hate figuring out my taxes and stuff! lol so after doing that for about an hour i had to take these tests on a computer! that sucked! i had to read a bunch of stuff and get tested on what i read. Uh i hated that in high school and i hate it now lol. But i passed my test with a 100%. I have three more to take tomorrow :( and i go in at 9 am! Im so not a morning person! But today went good. I met a girl named francesca, she seemed nice! well thats all the gossip going on here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-212906459141697517?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/212906459141697517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=212906459141697517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/212906459141697517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/212906459141697517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-officially-started-work.html' title='I officially started work!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-487684839616206084</id><published>2008-10-17T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:46:11.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay me!</title><content type='html'>So today i got a call from sears!! I GOT THE JOB!! I was too excited to ask about the pay though lol! It doesnt matter cuz every little bit will help! Plus once i get the experience i will be able to move up in the company or go to different studios! Im just excited because ill be working two days a week and LT wont have to go into a nasty disease infested daycare lol! Now i just gotta by a couple of black shirts and white shirts and a couple of new pants that fit and a pair of black shoes!!! WOO HOO yay me im so excited! I just hope i like the job and i hope it works out for me! It seems like it could be hard because im not very experience in sales or in photography. But they give me full training! It shouldnt be too hard to sell the pix bc people come in and they are wanting pics. They dont "window" shop for pictures lol!! I just hope i can take good pix and i can get good ones of the kids and stuff!! Its different then taking pix of LT i know that!! OOOH im kinda nervous too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-487684839616206084?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/487684839616206084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=487684839616206084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/487684839616206084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/487684839616206084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-me.html' title='Yay me!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-6287562204735787796</id><published>2008-10-17T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:41:12.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assless chaps anyone??</title><content type='html'>LMAO! Last night tony and i went to biketober fest and walked around for about two hours. As we were walking i noticed an older lady in her 40s wearing assless chaps! Of course she was wearing thongs with them but it was gross! So we get farther down main st. and there was two more girls in front of us with the assless chaps and thongs on! Im thinking ok why is it all the ugly grandmas are wearing those and not the young stripper looking girls? But by the end of the night we had seen about 15 people wearing assless chaps and thongs! Only two being descent looking and one was everybit of 300 lbs!! yea pretty gross!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-6287562204735787796?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/6287562204735787796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=6287562204735787796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/6287562204735787796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/6287562204735787796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/assless-chaps-anyone.html' title='Assless chaps anyone??'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-337259161031884149</id><published>2008-10-15T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:36:12.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG BIG BIG SPIDER!!</title><content type='html'>OMG so last night tony and i were watching tv and we were getting ready to put LT to bed, i looked over at abbi and shes staring at the wall like theres a squirrell on it or something so at the corner of my eye i caught a glance of something HUGE! I thought it was the occasional palmetto bug since our neighbors moved in upstairs but then i got and second take on it and it was a HUGE ASS spider!! I screamed so loud it scared LT. I cant help it that i scream but damn that was a big ass spider! no lie it was the size of a half dollar with long long legs! it was something you see on arachnaphobia!! Tony was like shut up quit screaming! i was like BABE that spider was this big (showing him with my hands) he rolled his eyes at me and said your such a girl. I said you gotta kill it cuz i wont be able to sleep tonight knowing that fuckers running around. He asked where it went and i said it fell on the blanket when i screamed. So he shakes the blanket...no spider. Then tony says "if a spider crawls up my leg i swear im gunna scream like a girl!" LOL i laughed so hard when he said that!! So then he moves our chair and he moved our couch and THERE IT WAS!! Tony says "holy shit!!" its a tarantuala!!! I was like told ya so!! Hes like normally you do over exaggerate on the size but damn!! so he finally squished it. So we put LT to bed watch tv for a min and we go to bed. As im getting ready for a shower i spotted ANOTHER ONE on the wall by our dresser!! I didnt scream this time so i whispered and poked tony. He looks up and he says is that real??? I was like i think so! We both were like where the hell are these bastards coming from? Unfortunatly he couldnt kill that one cuz it literally flew when he swatted at it. So i was up all night making sure there was no huge spider coming to eat me! I shouldve gotten a pic of it but i was too scared lol! We might find the other one today probably so ill try to get a pic of it then!! damn scarey bugs!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-337259161031884149?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/337259161031884149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=337259161031884149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/337259161031884149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/337259161031884149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-big-big-spider.html' title='BIG BIG BIG SPIDER!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-5047062106746562238</id><published>2008-10-14T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:17:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I broke down and cut my hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPTt0QSvOvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/M0dzrCkw1tU/s1600-h/273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257088147030751986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPTt0QSvOvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/M0dzrCkw1tU/s400/273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday I broke down and got my hair did lol. I was hesitant at first but i figured what the hell i cant do anything with it now so i might as well. I get there and the lady was like ok what would you like done? I was like um im not sure. I told her about my alopecia and that my hair was thinning out. So she suggested that i get alot cut off and put some layers in it to make it look full and she made the front shorter so it will frame my face better than having my five head hanging out there. She cut about eight inches off! and its still past my back! But its much lighter and i can actually brush it now!! Ive been styling it a little bit but i just blow dry it at night and when i get up in the morning its still straight!! thats never happened to me before!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257089585850074530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPTvIAT_xaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/CtZfgZzzZMo/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the greatest picture but thats my beautiful "stitch"! I managed to go 22 years without having to get stitches in my head, and go figure, I had to get ONE stitch because of a BALD spot! Geez they shouldve atleast put five or six stitches in there lol. That would make me feel more bad ass lol! "oh why did you have stitches in your head?" I had one stitch and it was from my bald spot lol yea that sounds cool!! lol jk! My doctor called earlier and said that my biopsy came back and that i do have alopecia areata. And that i could lose hair in other spots but i could just get more cortisone shots. But i have to stay away from strong scented hair products and stuff with strong chemicals such as hair dye.  Which sux cuz i have a few grey hairs that are driving me crazy! Now i just have to get my stitch taken out on the 27th!! If my stitch is still there! lol i havent checked it in a while! It creeps me out cuz it feels like a toenail!!!! anyways our neighbors upstairs suck cuz they smoke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-5047062106746562238?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/5047062106746562238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=5047062106746562238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5047062106746562238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5047062106746562238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-broke-down-and-cut-my-hair.html' title='I broke down and cut my hair!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPTt0QSvOvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/M0dzrCkw1tU/s72-c/273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-1471688090267873669</id><published>2008-10-14T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:42:56.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LTs one year check up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPS9xRtexHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/u3ceRTPfP7g/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257035319313613938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPS9xRtexHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/u3ceRTPfP7g/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday LT got his one year check up!! He got two pokies in his legs :( He got his chicken pox vax and his meningitis vax. His doc says he cant believe how intelligent LT is and how he is so eager to learn. Everytime we go to the doctor theres baby books and toys in the rooms and LTs always got the books! Very impressive to Dr. Jeanty!! LT weighs 23.6 pounds. Hes 31 1/4 inches tall and his head is 18 inches in diameter. Dr. Jeanty pulled out his percentile chart and LT is 50% in the weight and 95 % in the height!! Dr. Jeanty said that by the looks on LTs chart he will be taller than tony!! which means LT will be around 6ft!! Hes gunna make me look like a hobbit!! But thats ok! Women like tall men lol!! LT rules out the "symptoms" of autism too. Most babies that show signs of autism dont show eye contact, havent started babbling by a year and doesnt turn their head to noises or their name when they have passed the hearing test. LT babbles all the time lol. Hes a little chatter box!! He gives us eye contact especially when hes getting ready to bite us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257034934081572626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPS9a2nATxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YtI7kyVPvRU/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-1471688090267873669?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/1471688090267873669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=1471688090267873669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1471688090267873669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1471688090267873669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/lts-one-year-check-up.html' title='LTs one year check up!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPS9xRtexHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/u3ceRTPfP7g/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-6349571003988693568</id><published>2008-10-13T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:18:05.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The partying is over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPNscWGzfDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PwMz82PFoT4/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256664424297757746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPNscWGzfDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PwMz82PFoT4/s400/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yesterday finally came! After having it planned two months before the actual day, it was successful! The morning started off with us cleaning the house up just incase it rained and we would have to move the party into the house. Then Tony and I decorated the pool area with balloons before we left so we could have it set up somewhat before the guests arrived. Then at 12 we went to hooters. They had three tables reserved for us. They decorated our area with some hooters balloons. Tonys mom and her three girls where there, tonys sister amanda was there with her three kids and our friends Dan and Brandy were there with their son Ricky. We ordered 100 wings and three orders of fries. We got 25 naked mild ones, 25 breaded mild, and 50 911 wings!!! The wings were a great thing, everybody had more than enough to eat and we still had some left over! Then all the hooters girls came over and sang happy bday to LT. It was so cute! Our waitress gathered all the girls up and she yelled " HEY HOOTERS GUESTS" " THIS IS MY FRIEND LT AND HE IS CELEBRATING HIS 1ST BDAY WITH US" so i held him up in the air for everyone to see him and everybody started clapping! Then all the girls sang to him and he started dancing!! When they got done singing to him they all signed a hooteres shirt for him!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256665089987824162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPNtDF_ryiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/detulLq8ZkI/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256665392071878338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPNtUrWIpsI/AAAAAAAAAIU/beaw4UHtX-k/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So after a great time at hooters we left and went back to our place for the pool party. When we got to the pool we noticed that ALL of our balloons were popped and GONE! Tony walked up there and noticed that there was a family there and he asks them did you guys take our balloons down? And the guy was like "yea, we thought the party was yesterday" so tony was like "uh no, today is my sons first bday party thats why we left the balloons up cuz we had plans before the pool so the guy made his kids put all the balloons up. I was pissed bc nobody there ever cleans up after themselves let alone some elses mess!! The balloons werent bothering anybody, so i think they were just being rude! But anyways they put the unpopped ones back up and i decorated the bar area. Then after i got all the decorations up his boss mike and jane came! It started to rain about twenty minutes into the party but it wasnt as bad as we were expecting!! The kids had a blast swimming, and they were anxious to see what LT got for his bday. So once we realized that the ice cream was no longer ice cream we decided to eat! We all sang to LT and we got him his own little cake again. He got messy with this cake cuz it was already melted. Then the kids and the adults got a piece of cake. When tony gave me my piece i sat it down to take a pic of it but LT grabbed it and shoved it in his mouth!!! I wasnt going to drop my camera for a piece of cake! But i guess LT wanted a colorful cake to eat! man did he get messy!!! Then we hosed him off and let him open gifts. He got a wagon, a lawn mower, a piggy bank, blocks, vsmile baby, two games, a drill, a truck and a cute little outfit. Then after we opened gifts everybody started leaving. SO we had a funfilled busy messy day!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256669268001820034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPNw2ST2DYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hCUyzbzTfHg/s400/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257028502961909906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="308" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPS3kg0l8JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/kuDho2FXQKk/s400/103.JPG" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257028995221685490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPS4BKoeBPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vhC-ltG3Ud0/s400/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-6349571003988693568?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/6349571003988693568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=6349571003988693568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/6349571003988693568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/6349571003988693568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/partying-is-over.html' title='The partying is over!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SPNscWGzfDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PwMz82PFoT4/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-7951905782045199169</id><published>2008-10-10T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:03:15.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some funny stuff!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_Cl5XVJKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ITERO5ZiEJk/s1600-h/no+trespassing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255633246474282146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_Cl5XVJKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ITERO5ZiEJk/s400/no+trespassing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; want this sign in my yard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_CfbILiqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HP82PoQVE14/s1600-h/mccain%26palin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255633135278459554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_CfbILiqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HP82PoQVE14/s400/mccain%26palin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_CXMwClsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6gkDbNVlnQo/s1600-h/happy+snowman.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_COeVhc-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/gG5iGgjLjAM/s1600-h/funny!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255632844081951714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_COeVhc-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/gG5iGgjLjAM/s400/funny!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this to me is hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_CI6fRpZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PUTqy8B5OZ0/s1600-h/bitchslap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255632748559836562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_CI6fRpZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PUTqy8B5OZ0/s400/bitchslap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i love this one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--kNC8fkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Zu20guKNkSY/s1600-h/wally+world.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628819351240258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--kNC8fkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Zu20guKNkSY/s400/wally+world.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--fKkhLjI/AAAAAAAAAHM/FFBjbaBftgg/s1600-h/killer+kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628732787404338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--fKkhLjI/AAAAAAAAAHM/FFBjbaBftgg/s400/killer+kitty.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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--X5NQpFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p_ZBcXLK8hg/s1600-h/for+shawnie.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628607867364434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--X5NQpFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/p_ZBcXLK8hg/s400/for+shawnie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to make one so shawnie can wear it to work!!!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--RNVF9_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/eQPMXuFEY3A/s1600-h/crazy+cat+lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628493009844210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--RNVF9_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/eQPMXuFEY3A/s400/crazy+cat+lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for shawnie ;)&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--KZeLBFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ICTzdkVXf24/s1600-h/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628376010064978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--KZeLBFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ICTzdkVXf24/s400/beer.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--DfKBwMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QVklGmYu9yM/s1600-h/puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628257277100226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO--DfKBwMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QVklGmYu9yM/s400/puppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aint he cute!!!!!&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;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&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/955013362954681370-7951905782045199169?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/7951905782045199169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=7951905782045199169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7951905782045199169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7951905782045199169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-funny-stuff.html' title='Some funny stuff!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SO_Cl5XVJKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ITERO5ZiEJk/s72-c/no+trespassing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-7356524115046444249</id><published>2008-10-08T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:08:19.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the time go??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOz2R6OK-UI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1Nsop6IdiTY/s1600-h/new+baby+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254845652781431106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOz2R6OK-UI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1Nsop6IdiTY/s400/new+baby+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So i was just sitting here and thinking about everything lol. Ya know, this time last year LT was a day old and we were just learning about babies. Now im learning about toddlers!! Yea so im still a little emotional from LT turning one. It went by so fast! It doesnt even feel like a year went by. This time next year im sure ill be saying the same thing lol! His little party with me and tony last night went well. We got him a chocolate cake this time :) Then after he got a bath and played with his toys for a second we took him to ritters to get an ice cream. We got him the worms in dirt! He picked all the gummie worms out but it was so cute cuz he ate his ice cream with a spoon!! That was so cute. he loves all of his new toys! We got him a tool bench and he loves it! Just what he needs, another hammer!! He likes his cozy coupe but i think he rather it be battery operated like his four wheeler! So anyways yesterdays little party was another success! One more party to go! hopefully it doesnt rain!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254846153982105010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOz2vFVuVbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O1zg6_L6Zg8/s400/p11085ta100321_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-7356524115046444249?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/7356524115046444249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=7356524115046444249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7356524115046444249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7356524115046444249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-did-time-go.html' title='Where did the time go??'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOz2R6OK-UI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1Nsop6IdiTY/s72-c/new+baby+5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-1939677797099925388</id><published>2008-10-07T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:58:54.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lts Party at grammas :)</title><content type='html'>&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOt2sOx2n3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kvrAeGGg-QM/s1600-h/lt+bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254423892511334258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOt2sOx2n3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kvrAeGGg-QM/s400/lt+bg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday we went to busch gardens for LTs first birthday. We had a blast! It was so freaking hot out though! But it was still fun. We started off going into dragon land. They had four rides there that LT could ride on and they had a little water area that he can run threw and a HUGE jungle gym. He rode on the flying dragons first. It was nerve racking for me cuz i didnt know how he would react to the rides. So of course i got on it with him. I was scared bc i didnt know if those little dragons would hold 120 lbs lol. SO we get on it buckle in and the ride starts im wondering then if i should make our dragon go higher. I didnt think our dragon would fly with my ass in it lol. SO i hear mom in the background "go higher!!" so i did. LOL as the dragon creeked and grunted LT started laughing. I was glad to hear that cuz at first he was looking quite barfy lol. But he had fun on that ride. Then the second ride was like a baby ferris wheel but it was dragon eggs. I sat on it and the whole egg just kinda tipped almost over lol. So i had to sit in the middle. He liked that ride too, he wasnt too sure about going way up by the trees though cuz he kept giving the trees the stink eye!! So after that one he got to ride on the cars that are on a track. He wasnt big enough to ride by himself and me and tony were too big to go on it with him so LT got to ride with a little girl about the age of four maybe five! He looked kinda pissy cuz i think he wanted to drive himself lol. We were all laughing cuz i said hes a year old and already riding in cars by himself with a girl lol. It was really cute though!! Then him and daddy got to ride on the dragon go round lol. Then after that i took him on this HUUUUUGGGGEEE jungle gym maze type thing. It was fun until i had to try to walk acrossed the rope bridge. That was scary but i seen bigger moms with their bigger kids go acrossed it so i just kept praying as i walked across! LT didnt help it one bit though cuz he was trying to jump on the ropes lol. So we got to the other rope bridge and that one was more fun cuz it was like a trampoline! Then we played on the playground for a little bit. After that Tony and Shawnie rode on sheikra! I really wanted to ride on the rides but my freakin stomach cant handle rides anymore. Hopefully that situation will be taken care of soon! Then we took LT to Dragon land again to play in the little water area they had there. He had a blast just running around playing in the water. Then we went to Crown Colony restaraunt for lunch. That itself was a blast! First we get to another table bc LT had to sit in a high chair so we moved next to this lady who was singing opera. Me and my sis kept giggling trying our hardest not to bust out laughing! So we get the food and LT eats some french fries from shawnie. Then Im not sure whos idea it was but someone told my mom to give LT a lemon. OH BOY WAS THAT FUNNY. He starts off by cramming the WHOLE lemon in his mouth and making the "holy shit its sour"face. Then we all laugh at him cuz the face he made so he put the lemon back in his mouth but made a face funnier than that one! So we are cracking up as he keeps putting the lemon back in his mouth and making funnier faces everytime. Then one time he about made himself puke from the sourness. We were laughing so hard and the opera lady and her husband were cracking up too! I had tears pouring down my face cuz i was laughing so damn hard! Then after we got calmed down from the lemon faces he grabs my moms napkin (a big cloth one) and he opens it up and puts it on his head and leaves it there! He was playing peek a boo but it was funnier cuz he would leave the napkin on his head and just look around! He had that half of the restaraunt laughing. So after that we decided to leave cuz it was getting hotter out and it was starting to sprinkle.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254423757418582722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOt2kXhO0sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xtmZrb2P5cg/s400/BG_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So after a dreadful hour drive (i get car sick now for some damn reason :/!) we finally get home. We let LT open his gifts after we get settled in. I figured he wouldve tore threw his presents but he was being a girl about it lol. He tore little peices off instead of big peices. But its ok Tony helped him open his gifts. He got a bunch of nice stuff! He got a farm house with little weeble animals, a weeble people plane, a weeble people dump truck, he got a bunch of new beach toys!!! The he got a few books, a very soft piggy which he is sucking on right now as hes taking a nap lol, he got a new nemo- a huge one and a small one. He got the finding Nemo DVD, he got some bath toys and he got a four wheeler power wheel! He loves that thing! Im really shocked that he actually rode it! I didnt think hed like it cuz he wouldnt know how to push the button but boy did he fool us! He can even ride it standing up on the seat lol!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254460655191103554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOuYIGbumEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oiqwKdiRZis/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Heres one of him opening his gifts!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254461288559607314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOuYs96i_hI/AAAAAAAAAFM/deJJlan_57U/s400/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yay he got his first REAL football!!!! He loves it too!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254461790652252578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOuZKMWwwaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dhKCgXfWnhM/s400/325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here he is on his four wheeler! Yes he rode it across the living room like that!! He will have stitches in his head before his second birthday no doubt lol!! I guess thats what i get for having a boy! Girls dont play with that stuff lol just barbies and baby dolls!! Then it was time for cake DUN DUN DUN! Will he eat it like a mad crazed baby? OR will he eat it like a little girl???....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254462970661406946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOuaO4O3iOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vMDs9PZrEgE/s400/233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Getting all dressed up in birthday gear!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254463840193938722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOubBfflBSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rebLdyl7gAs/s400/241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;His cute smash cake!! YUMMY!! It says LT on the side of the cake!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254464348326609426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOubfEb2QhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/u9Zk5D38Bfk/s400/244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We ended up getting him nakey cuz he refused the birthday boy bib lol! So we didnt want to stain his clothes from the blue icing!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254464917919517954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOucAOVYTQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q60GVAYh6Xo/s400/246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THE CAKE! What will he do next?? Everybody has their cameras ready for the next action...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254465390168883906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOucbtmZwsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rfRmsw2r8l4/s400/247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Him smiling with the cake :) hes so cute!! Hes not sure what to do with it though!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254465823102987650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOuc06Z77YI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zyqd0CRAd-A/s400/251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THEN he goes for the cake...but didnt completely smash his face into it :( But hey atleast he didnt eat it like a girl!! Im thinking if the cake wasnt so chilly and if he wasnt in a high chair he wouldve made a mess!! But the tray was holding him back!! After a few bites he finally got his nose dirty lol!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254466387274698898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOudVwG9EJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CeHSeYwq7XI/s400/300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ahh the traditional NEWTON family horn head picture. YES us newton girls wore our hats like this until we were...well...i wont go there lol. But we dont have the picture of all the dogs with the hats on!! Well poo! Needless to say hes a clean boy!! Mom was happy that he didnt get ANY on the floor! The dogs were pissed! Then after that we had to give him a bath cuz his frosting was used as hair gel and he had more in his ears than in his mouth lol!! LOL then when we were hosing him off he took a poop in the shower lol!!! After that he spent the rest of the day playing with his toys!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254472263835948066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOuir0AVlCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZDiVAoSw4-w/s400/337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun! And tonight we are having a party with just the three of us so there will be more pictures to come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-1939677797099925388?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/1939677797099925388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=1939677797099925388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1939677797099925388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1939677797099925388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/lts-party-at-grammas.html' title='Lts Party at grammas :)'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOt2sOx2n3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kvrAeGGg-QM/s72-c/lt+bg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-8883704145221490217</id><published>2008-10-04T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:07:37.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the parties begin!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tonight we are leaving to go to my moms house. And tomorrow we are having a party over there for LT!! Im so excited lol! New toys for us to play with!! It feels like christmas to me lol! Hopefully it doesnt rain tomorrow so we can go to busch gardens! I should be packing right now but im waiting for the laundry to get done. I have to remember my camcorder too! I cant believe LT is already one :(  He grew up way too fast!! We sent out his photo cards and tonys family in michigan couldnt believe how handsome he is! The last time they seen LT he was three months old some seen him when he was only a month!! So it was a big surprise to everyone :) He did get cuter in age lol ;)  Then tuesday we are having a little party for the three of us and hes gunna get another little cake and open his presents from us. I cant wait lol tony was too excited hes like let LT open his really big present! As much as i wanted to say yes i had to remind my self that its one less gift he will have to open on his bday, AND besides no one lets me open my presents a few days before my bday!! So this may sound rude but i hope his family in michigan send him cards. LOL idc if theres money in it i just want him to have a bunch of cards so i can put them away and he can look at them twenty years down the road. Sounds crazy i know but i save EVERYTHING! I have his umbilical cord still, sounds gross right? I have his very first hat he wore, his coming home outfit, his first outfit he grew out of, his first socks he grew out of, first baba, first binky you name it ive saved it lol. I just have to get his footprints again so i can frame them with his newborn foot prints :) I need to start working on his friggin scrapbook. But money has been so tight i havent had a chance to get the supplies i need. Oh well I guess i better start packing :P Ill have tons of pix to post after his bday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-8883704145221490217?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/8883704145221490217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=8883704145221490217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8883704145221490217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8883704145221490217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-parties-begin.html' title='Let the parties begin!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-7835877083902887289</id><published>2008-10-01T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:57:25.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOPVzcFVFXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ROXDKjHXI7I/s1600-h/naked+mole+rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252276670132721010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOPVzcFVFXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ROXDKjHXI7I/s400/naked+mole+rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ok this cracks me everytime i see it lol OMG i cant help it lololol LMAO lol that thing is so disgusting but freakin hilarious looking!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-7835877083902887289?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/7835877083902887289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=7835877083902887289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7835877083902887289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7835877083902887289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol-omg.html' title='LOL OMG'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SOPVzcFVFXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ROXDKjHXI7I/s72-c/naked+mole+rat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-4881820465448982779</id><published>2008-09-29T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:33:09.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LTs appointment!</title><content type='html'>So today we went to LTs appointment. I was worried that he might have bronchitis or something cuz he was coughing to the point where he would puke! But it turns out he may have asthma :( If he does have it its not that serious. So the dr gave us some liquid albueterol. He said it might make LT hyper but i just gave it to him about twenty minutes ago and hes passed out in bed lol. Hes like me, he wont let anything keep him from getting in a nap lol. So hopefully its something he can grow out of! He also got weighed today and he weighs 23.8 lbs!! He gained two pounds in two months!! His doctor was so proud that LT is walking before one!! Well nothing else going on here, tony is trying a new recipe called tuna patties lol sounds gross right? Well we will see how they come out! DUN DUN DUN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-4881820465448982779?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/4881820465448982779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=4881820465448982779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4881820465448982779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4881820465448982779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/lts-appointment.html' title='LTs appointment!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-4950102141475275189</id><published>2008-09-27T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:55:48.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is more refreshing then the smell of fresh poopie in the morning!</title><content type='html'>UGH! This morning tony wakes me up at 9:45, which is pretty routine now so Im not complaining. But he wakes me up with "uh LT shitty" i say ok ill change him . Tony says "no i mean shitty shitty!" "like poop on the wall and on the floor and all over him shitty!" So i go in his room to see an explosion of POOP! LT was NAKED! and there was poop EVERYWHERE!! He was covered in head to toe in poo!! Then tony says bet you wish you had to work this morning then walks out the door! GEE THANX! So i had to hose LT off before i sat him in the tub. Then after his bath i had to hose off his sheets! all of his stuffed animals got pooped on his crib is pretty scuzzy too! GOD that was so disgusting. But thats what i get for not putting him in clothes lastnight. I dont know what i was thinking! I know he takes his diapers off!! I just took his clothes off cuz we got in late lastnight and i didnt want to wake him by putting jammies on him but i had to take off his dirty clothes! Well ill never do that again! That was the grossest thing ever lol. I was in there cleaning it and LT walks in his room waving his hand in front of his nose lol yea buddy it stinks thanx to ur stinky butt lol!! oh gotta love him!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-4950102141475275189?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/4950102141475275189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=4950102141475275189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4950102141475275189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4950102141475275189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing-is-more-refreshing-then-smell.html' title='Nothing is more refreshing then the smell of fresh poopie in the morning!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-8207166202364298266</id><published>2008-09-25T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:20:17.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Stephanie moment!!</title><content type='html'>Today Ive been working on the envelopes for LTs birthday photocards. They came out so good! yay walmart gains all their trust back lol! Anyways so im putting the photocards in the envelopes and marking off the people im sending them too. And idk what happened but once i finished filling the envelopes i counted how many i had left over and i counted how many people where left on the list and some how i got soooo confused. I text messaged tony saying " i have 23 of the cards in envelopes and i have 7 cards left, They gave me more than 30!!! And i was so excited lol then i counted and um yea i had thirty lol!! Tony is at work laughing histarically at me cuz im a moron lol! When i counted last night i couldve sworn that i would only have like three left over so yea lol i had a stephanie moment.... But anyways lol enough on that note. I heart walmart lol. At CVS the photocards are like $15 for 20 and they didnt have a good selection unless i wanted something with disney princess's lol. And walmart has them for .33 cents a card so for thirty they were $9.90- $10.54 out the door. But for $12.00 I could have them done in one hour!! So of course my mom says for two bucks get them today so i did. Then i ordered my mom four 5x7's online for $1.47 a piece compared to $4.00 in store! At first they didnt come out good but she said the third batch came out better! so yay! go walmart lol!  So we saved tons of money on our pix and that makes me happy!! The digital picture disc was a glorious improvement walmart!! Good thinking!! LOL cant wait to send them all out and get mine in frames holy crap i gotta get a butt load of frames lol just seven of them!! They have 8x10s for three dollars i think at walmart maybe my mom can get me a good deal on them at kmart!! moms that bargain hunter!! Ok i gotta get back to my duties lol! im sure ill have something else to talk about next time~~ LoVe~PeAcE~ChIcKeN GrEaSe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-8207166202364298266?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/8207166202364298266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=8207166202364298266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8207166202364298266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8207166202364298266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/total-stephanie-moment.html' title='Total Stephanie moment!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-9166528501529011343</id><published>2008-09-23T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:13:09.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are lookin better!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkGjep9LdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q81fo1H3YAQ/s1600-h/p11085ta100321_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249234047271251410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkGjep9LdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q81fo1H3YAQ/s320/p11085ta100321_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkGN8NZY2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/aSiqRovdq7A/s1600-h/p11085ta100321_5_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249233677247406946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkGN8NZY2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/aSiqRovdq7A/s320/p11085ta100321_5_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to my dr appointment yesterday for my hair and it seemed to be ok lol! Im not balding anywhere else yay! And i got cortisone cream for my bald spot! But tony and my mom said that its growing back so im really excited! Then we got LTs pics taken and they all turned out awesome! I cant wait until they come back!!! Im happy we got the disc though for $20 instead of $130!!! The more pix we ordered the cheaper the disc got! But it makes it so much easier to have them on a disc so we can print them out when ever we want. So now if we run out of pix from our package we can go print them out and everybody can have one of each if thats what they wanted!! I was very impressed with how good walmart did the pictures. I was very hesitant bc sometimes they just do whatever so they can hurry up and get it over with but the lady we had was great. She experimented with most of the props and they turned out to all of our expectations and then some! Most places if you ask to use props they roll their eyes and get frustrated easy, this lady we didnt even have to ask! Im going to post them right now on here if i can lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249232762854524978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkFYt1JSDI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZRvC0pcDx_w/s400/p11085ta100321_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249233275830397874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkF2k0H67I/AAAAAAAAAD0/R-41MB8hB7c/s320/p11085ta100321_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249233497494216818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkGDek5YHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/m2K81-Vbzvs/s320/p11085ta100321_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249234241363140546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkGuxtEX8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/YXocknL8qoY/s320/p11085ta100321_7_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249233028172047890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkFoKNxZhI/AAAAAAAAADs/MZ1qp23Fpsw/s320/p11085ta100321_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love all of his pictures! Im glad my mom was with me cuz i wouldnt have been able to choose which ones lol!! My favorite is the one with the hat and the one with the football! But they are all my favorites!! Now i just have to get an "order" sheet started for which ones his family wants lol!! Well guess i better get started on that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-9166528501529011343?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/9166528501529011343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=9166528501529011343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/9166528501529011343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/9166528501529011343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-are-lookin-better.html' title='Things are lookin better!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SNkGjep9LdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q81fo1H3YAQ/s72-c/p11085ta100321_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-1098444912360028598</id><published>2008-09-20T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:09:31.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for the weekend</title><content type='html'>We are leaving tonight to go see my mama and my sister!! We are staying til monday as usual and sunday we are getting LTs one year pix done im so freaking excited!! I just hope hes not crazy lol. Plus he has a runny nose so ill be takin the booger sucker to his face every so often during the shoot lol! Plus i have a drs appointment with a dermatologist on monday so thats excited and nerve racking at the same time! Im hoping there is something they can do about it! I dont wanna be bald!! But anyways Im going to start packing ive gotta pick out a few outfits for LTs pictures, thats gunna be hard cuz hes got tons of clothes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-1098444912360028598?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/1098444912360028598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=1098444912360028598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1098444912360028598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/1098444912360028598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/stressed-to-max.html' title='Plans for the weekend'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-8169932915205561392</id><published>2008-09-17T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:58:06.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Llama says GET OVER YOURSELF!</title><content type='html'>OK so I really didnt want to post my personal drama on my blog cuz im trying to forget about it but maybe ill feel better when i can write about it! So a couple days ago Megan Bitch face Huskins emails tony after two fucking years! So the dumb bitch starts off saying if this is the tony yearling that was the worse thing that happened to my life i just thought id mail ya and let ya know i had a dream about you. So i emailed her back saying if hes the worse thing that happened to u why are you wasting your time emailing him? so she mails me back saying i guess this is stephanie the fucking bitch who runs tonys life blah blah blah something about shes in law school to be a divorce lawyer and when tony grows some balls and becomes a man he should hook her up or something gay like that. SO anyways she claims she five months pregnant and wants to kick my ass. and im thinkin ok shes looking for a reason to kill her fetus cuz shes dumb like that! but anyways she says that LT is fake lol! dumb cunt! BUT honestly ive never wanted to hurt someone as much as i do her! so after her calling me a fake bitch ass slut i blocked her and she got another myspace account and mailed me some more so again i blocked that one. Im just ignoring her. Its not my fault she is jealous that she cant have kids. But damn leave mine alone! She dont want tony she wants LT or a baby with tony. no one is dumb enough to have sex with her drunk! So needless to say the psycho is still alive :( and if she is pregnant god help that baby! she honestly cant take care of a dog! Tony went to daytona to work one weekend to come home to tank in his cage covered in poop no food no water. So because of her stupid lazy fat bitch ass he had to get rid of tank. I wouldve gotten rid of her before my dog honestly lol. But i will mark my words on this, if she fucks with LT i will kill her! She always threatened me that if she ever seen me pregnant she would take a metal baseball bat to my stomach!! what a bitch! For some reason i have a really bad feeling about her. I dont usually get these weird tinglies in my stomach for no reason! shes up to something! she can do what she wants to me but dont fuck with LT! GRR i hate dumb teeny bopper bitches!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-8169932915205561392?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/8169932915205561392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=8169932915205561392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8169932915205561392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8169932915205561392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/drama-llama-says-get-over-yourself.html' title='Drama Llama says GET OVER YOURSELF!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-5479218583359067122</id><published>2008-09-16T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T09:40:52.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things goin on...</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago we went to a friends bday party. Their son turned one! It was fun LT likes Ricky. They always play together and beat eachother up with toys lol. It was a fun party even though we showed up late. We got some ideas on things that LT would like for his birthday. OF COURSE the first toys he went to were the books (hes been hangin out with auntie shawnie lol) then he started to play with these blocks that look like huge legos. Then he played a little bit with a train but he wanted to throw it around lol. LOL right now hes asleep with a cookie in his mouth lol yuck i wanted to wash his face off but hes asleep lol. ANY ways lol so we went to the nicer walmart in port orange and they had the baby swim training suits on clearance for $7! they are regular $20!! So we had to buy it. But hes not getting that as a present cuz we need it now lol. I really want to get him a beach toy set. Hes always digging in the dirt and stuff so i think hed like the shovel and rake and stuff like that. Once he learns that you can carry dirt or sand in the bucket im sure hed love it!! oh well im outta words for some reason!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-5479218583359067122?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/5479218583359067122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=5479218583359067122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5479218583359067122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5479218583359067122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-goin-on.html' title='Things goin on...'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-5408352183062991937</id><published>2008-09-14T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:40:39.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to ponder on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If a person with multiple personalities threatens suicide, is that considered a hostage situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If a cow laughed, would milk come out her nose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After eating, do amphibians need to wait an hour before getting OUT of the water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Why don't they just make mouse-flavored cat food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;If you're sending someone some Styrofoam, what do you pack it in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they sterilize needles for lethal injections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do they have reserved parking for non-handicapped people at the Special Olympics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;When a man talks dirty to a woman, its sexual harassment. When a woman talks dirty to a man, it's $3.95 per minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If it's tourist season, why can't we shoot them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whose cruel idea was it for the word "lisp" to have an "s" in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Since light travels faster than sound, is that why some people appear bright until you hear them speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;How come abbreviated is such a long word?If it's zero degrees outside today and it's supposed to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold is it going to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Why do you press harder on a remote-control when you know the battery is dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Since Americans throw rice at weddings, do Asians throw hamburgers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Why are they called buildings, when they're already finished? Shouldn't they be called builts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Why are they called apartments, when they're all stuck together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Why is a carrot more orange than an orange?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When two airplanes almost collide why do they call it a near miss? It sounds like a near hit to me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Why are there 5 syllables in the word "monosyllabic"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why do they call it the Department of Interior when they are in charge of everything outdoors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Why is it, when a door is open it's ajar, but when a jar is open, it's not a door?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tell a man that there are 400 billion stars and he'll believe you. Tell him a bench has wet paint and he has to touch it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;How come Superman could stop bullets with his chest, but always ducked when someone threw a gun at him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If "con" is the opposite of "pro," then what is the opposite of progress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Why is it lemon juice contains mostly artificial ingredients, but dishwashing liquid contains real lemons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Why do we wash bath towels? Aren't we clean when we use them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Why do we put suits in a garment bag and put garments in a suitcase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;What do little birdies see when they get knocked unconscious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If man evolved from monkeys and apes, why do we still have monkeys and apes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do married people live longer than single people, or does it just SEEM longer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self-help section?" She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If all those psychics know the winning lottery numbers, why are they all still working?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Isn't the best way to save face to keep the lower part shut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;War doesn't determine who's right, just who's left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-5408352183062991937?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/5408352183062991937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=5408352183062991937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5408352183062991937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5408352183062991937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-to-ponder-on.html' title='Things to ponder on...'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-5788356652896851106</id><published>2008-09-13T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:39:46.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby boys get ripped off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMwI6a4gEmI/AAAAAAAAADM/9r9_F2YCTiI/s1600-h/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245577465721524834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMwI6a4gEmI/AAAAAAAAADM/9r9_F2YCTiI/s320/125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMwIaqOtvhI/AAAAAAAAADE/aJtnL2ncaPY/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok so heres the 411 why im pissed lol. We went to walmart yesterday to get a birthday gift for LTs friend. I noticed that they had their halloween section up so we looked threw the stuff. Then i noticed that there are only three costumes to choose from for baby boys- Batman, a lion, and i think an elmo. Of course we choose the lion cuz it was very cute and it was only ten dollars. But then i look down the isle some more only to notice that baby girls have like 90 different things to choose from. there five different princess's, a few different fairies, a few tinkerbell, um disney princess's, lady bugs, butterflies, dora, strawberry shortcake, bumble bees, flowers, barbies YOU NAME IT THEY HAD IT! WTF maybe LT wanted to be chuck norris or the hulk or...a dalmatian or a cowboy? NO he could either be batman elmo or a lion! I wanted him to be trex and i also found a lobster costume at target but it was sixty dollars lol.what a damn rip off! Not to mention regular clothes for boys! Stupid girls have the whole damn baby section and boys have two racks and one clearance rack! Girls dont need that many clothes!! I go to find an outfit for his pictures and so we go to the big department stores and look for a dressy outfit and theres nothing but a silk shirt with a TOAD on it! WHO PUTS TOADS ON A SILK DRESS SHIRT? come to find out infant boy dress clothes come in seasons and thats christmas and back to school. Since when do six month olds have back to school sales??? But if i had a little girl i had a million and two dresses to chose from! I have nothing against little girls i just think its unfair for little boys. The only thing that eases my mind about the boy clothes is that the way girl clothes are these days my new born would look like a hooker lol. We were at pennys one day and i was just looking threw the girl stuff just to see how much they have changed and i found an outfit for 24 months that was hot pink with a fuzzy leopard print overall skirt out fit with hotpink fishnet pantyhose! HELLO BABY STREET WALKER! Then there was one outfit that was the hoochie school girl outfit. it said it was a two toddler but the skirt couldve fit LT when he was a NEWBORN! whatever happened to cute frilly dresses with matching sunhats? Not fuzzy leopard print with matching fishnets!! Atleast i wont have to worry about LT dressing like a hooker lol. The only thing i have to deal with it ugly bugs on his clothes, i guess if thats the only thing i have to worry about then im set. I feel sorry for the moms who have daughters, one day their four year old will point to the fuzzy outfit and say MOMMY I WANT THAT OUTFIT! She will be wishing she had a boy! Plus i dont have to worry about buying LT a matching purse for certain outfits or certain nail polish or make up, or even jewelry! Its ok if he wants to match his shoes to an outfit, hes gotta have some sort of taste! I wont have to worry about periods either lol! Or getting a phone call from school saying i have to pick him up bc his finger tips are past his shorts and hes showing of his cleavage and stomach lol!! Now that i think of it that way im not so mad lol. OH BY THE WAY we bought him some dress shoes for his birthday suit (LOL i like saying that) and it said that they were clearanced for three dollars and when we went to pay for them they were only a dollar! freakin sweet!! hes gunna wear them once so we gotta hell of a good deal!! They were next to the girl shoes that were 12 dollars HAHA!! Boy clothes do get nicer as they get older. Like when he can wear really nice polos and button up shirts like his daddy! While girl clothes get skankier lol jk they get somewhat better! They do have skankier outfits for teenage girls. I just hope LT dont try to dress like malibus most wanted! OMG i would die!! PLEASE BE A PREPPY BOY! oh well we have a lot of time before he can dress himself til then i will stick to the outfits with huge animals all over them!! how corny lol!&lt;/span&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/955013362954681370-5788356652896851106?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/5788356652896851106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=5788356652896851106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5788356652896851106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/5788356652896851106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-boys-get-ripped-off.html' title='Baby boys get ripped off!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMwI6a4gEmI/AAAAAAAAADM/9r9_F2YCTiI/s72-c/125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-8748162268724551753</id><published>2008-09-12T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:12:19.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrWzMEAWXI/AAAAAAAAACM/82KDTQThahk/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245240890926061938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrWzMEAWXI/AAAAAAAAACM/82KDTQThahk/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a weird day! LT was so crabby and so tired. He did NOTHING all day except for sit on the couch with me and watch cartoons! We took a two hour nap lol! He is never cuddly and yesterday he was definatly super cuddly! He was like that ALL DAY then he went to bed at nine and I thought for sure he would be crabby again today but nope! Hes been himself for the most part! Maybe it was his teeth? who knows but his diarrhea finally went away and his horrible diaper rash is starting to go away! His face is peeling a little bit, Ive been putting aloe on it and he hates it! He just hates it when you touch his face for anything. Usually im picking his nose so thats why he hates it! Hes taking a nap right now as we speak! which is good considering he hasnt taken one at all. He takes one at 11 and another one around 3:30 but hes on a weird schedule so he took one at four!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245241426197156050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrXSWGlENI/AAAAAAAAACU/z4ajDhTycJM/s320/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOL this picture cracks me up! He loves taking a bath! With his eyes being red he kinda looks satanic!! The first picture he reminds me of Tony in a mini version lol damn polos maybe if he wears pink he will look like me! I doubt it tho! Hes definatly his fathers child lol Hes still the cutest baby!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245242148366168450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrX8YZFsYI/AAAAAAAAACc/sGY2osusdCM/s320/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another bath pic! At first i thought there was something wrong with my camera but it was LTs splashing lol yea i can be slow at times!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245242744438462418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrYfE7zF9I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZI75Twb-MPY/s320/178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this one i thought he could be an Abercrombie &amp;amp; Fitch model but i got to looking and im thinking chip n dales lol!! all he needs is a bowtie!!! JK!! He loves swimming! He also likes running around the pool and picking up all the dead bugs and trying to eat them!! Such a boy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245243626132942946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrZSZgJMGI/AAAAAAAAACs/wdznW_J6NSY/s320/252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245244315975141746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrZ6jXVyXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jl3QL6DiM20/s320/251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245244653955393618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMraOOcHKFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wUJ39slc7no/s320/257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My lil beach bum! He loves the sand, he used to eat it but he didnt eat any this last time we were there. In that last pic im not sure what hes doing but i thought it was cute! LOL he blends in with the sand!! Well I guess i will cook some dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-8748162268724551753?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/8748162268724551753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=8748162268724551753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8748162268724551753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8748162268724551753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/lt.html' title='LT'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SMrWzMEAWXI/AAAAAAAAACM/82KDTQThahk/s72-c/118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-958353096937393147</id><published>2008-09-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:37:04.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Court</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we had court and it went better than expected! We sat there for two freakin hours but i got to listen to everybody elses wrong doings lol. Its amazing what people do! But after sitting there for a couple hours it was finally tonys turn and they basically gave him a plea bargain cuz there was no case so he walked away with a misdemeanor of disorderly conduct which is pretty much nothing and $300 court costs. He probably couldve taken it to trial so they can dismiss all the charges but he wanted it all done and over with. THANK GOD its over with! well thats all the news going on here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-958353096937393147?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/958353096937393147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=958353096937393147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/958353096937393147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/958353096937393147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/court.html' title='Court'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-3213147787039856379</id><published>2008-09-05T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:22:09.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a gloomy week!</title><content type='html'>Its been raining for a week now, we had ONE day of sunshine but it didnt last long! Im so sick of the rain now. It makes me sleepy for some reason! Its also been very windy here! Tony fixed our screen on the patio the other day and it blew off again today! Ive been wanting to go swimming but i cant cuz its raining. And plus i dont feel like swimming when the wind is blow 40 mph! LOL i could go surfing in my own pool! eh anyways its been boring. LTs been crabby today. We had to get up early and go to the child support office so LT could get his insurance. But that was a waste of waking up early. They said that since tony lives with me we didnt have to be there! WELL DUH! we knew that lol! Not to mention theres nothing on tv. We usually watch PBS cuz LT likes sesame st. and word world but they replay the same shows twice in a row so kids can remember them i think lol. I usually watch the news but im sick of hearing about caylee anthony. Its a sad thing but until her mom admits she killed her or paid someone to do it, its getting old. And the hurricanes are getting overrated too lol. they just need to stay in africa and bring the sunshine back. Nothing else is going on, lastnight we bought LT some bday presents. We got him one of the OLD SCHOOL cozy coupes lol. they were clearanced to thirty bucks at walmart so we couldnt pass up the deal. they are regular sixty dollars!! so yea we got him that and we got him a baby tool bench, some squishy cars, an elmo movie, a book and tony HAD to get him a john deere tractor lol. Ok well thats all i have to say lol i need a cat nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-3213147787039856379?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/3213147787039856379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=3213147787039856379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3213147787039856379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/3213147787039856379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/such-gloomy-week.html' title='Such a gloomy week!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-7688086289598173950</id><published>2008-09-03T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:36:31.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My booger pie is getting bigger :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7mZAGi9YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-kNIynx5X_A/s1600-h/320+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241880333504411010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7mZAGi9YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-kNIynx5X_A/s320/320+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday Lt will be 11 months old!! How crazy is that? I cant believe how fast time really flew by! It seems like just yesterday he was barely crawling and NOW hes walking all over the place! It has been an amazing 11 months i must admit! Just watching him learn new things everyday amazes me. He is so smart! I know I know every mother says that but he really is lol. He started walking at nine months when most dont start until they are 13 to 18 months! We knew he would be an early walker but this early? When he was a newborn he had such strong legs. He would always push off of things and everyone would say "oh hes going to be an early walker'. Well they were right! I figured he wouldve waited a few more months but hey he just wanted to show that he started walking before some girls did. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241880722861935346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7mvqknSvI/AAAAAAAAACE/-DQHLQHgfjw/s320/166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I hate hearing that, ''boys arent as smart as girls" "boys are slow learners" BLAH BLAH BLAH Now what? My son was walking at nine months so hehe he just proved that boys at times can be smarter than girls! Yea i know it just depends on the child but it still annoys me when people say that girls are smarter. But besides all of that his other top teeth havent broke threw yet! Im hoping they will soon after all the shit they put LT threw! He looks so different now that he has teeth lol. Atleast his teeth arent to big for his face or too small and he definatly isnt a gum baby thank god lol! His hair is finally growing back but it looks a lot darker so maybe i will have me a brown hair blue eyed baby!! Either way he is still the cutest baby ever! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879486334186978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7lnsJbNeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ftb2QqjOioM/s320/453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this picture of him! He looks like hes bobbing his head side to side as hes walking lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-7688086289598173950?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/7688086289598173950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=7688086289598173950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7688086289598173950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/7688086289598173950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-booger-pie-is-getting-bigger.html' title='My booger pie is getting bigger :('/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7mZAGi9YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-kNIynx5X_A/s72-c/320+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-4663469563642037632</id><published>2008-09-02T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:36:14.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Usually, the six &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://geography.about.com/od/physicalgeography/a/2008names.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lists of names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; for tropical storms and hurricanes repeat every six years. However, if there is an unusually damaging hurricane, the name is retired because using it again could be considered insensitive. The name is then not used for at least ten years. Here is a list of names that have been retired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1954 - Carol&lt;---- my mommys name lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1954 - Hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1955 - Connie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1955 - Diane&lt;----- my moms sisters name (they hate eachother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1955 - Ione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1955 - Janet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1957 - Audrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1960 - Donna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1961 - Carla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1961 - Hattie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1963 - Flora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1964 - Cleo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1964 - Dora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1964 - Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1965 - Betsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1966 - Inez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1967 - Beulah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1968 - Edna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1969 - Camille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1970 - Celia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1972 - Agnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1974 - Carmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1974 - Fifi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1975 - Eloise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1977 - Anita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1979 - David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1979 - Frederic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1980 - Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1983 - Alicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1985 - Elena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1985 - Gloria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1988 - Gilbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1988 - Joan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1989 - Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1990 - Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1990 - Klaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1991 - Bob&lt;------a name my dad used to go by at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1992 - Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1995 - Luis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1995 - Marilyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1995 - Opal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1995 - Roxanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1996 - Cesar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1996 - Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1996 - Hortense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1998 - Georges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1998 - Mitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1999 - Floyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1999 - Lenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2000 - Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2001 - Allison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2001 - Iris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2001 - Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2002 - Isidore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2002 - Lili&lt;------my great dane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2003 - Fabian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2003 - Isabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2003 - Juan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2004 - Charley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2004 - Frances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2004 - Ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2004 - Jeanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2005 - Dennis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2005 - Katrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2005 - Rita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2005 - Stan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2005 - Wilma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2007 - Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2007 - Felix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2007 - Noel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocking me and my sis arent on the list lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every year, there is a pre-approved list of names for &lt;a href="http://geography.about.com/cs/hurricanes/a/hurricane.htm"&gt;tropical storms and hurricanes&lt;/a&gt;. These lists have been generated by the National Hurricane Center since 1953. At first, the lists consisted of only female names; however, since 1979, the lists alternate between male and female.&lt;br /&gt;Hurricanes are named alphabetically from the list in chronological order. Thus the first tropical storm or hurricane of the year has a name that begins with "A" and the second is given the name that begins with "B." The lists contain names that begin from A to W, but exclude names that begin with a "Q" or "U."&lt;br /&gt;There are six lists that continue to rotate. The lists only change when there is a hurricane that is so devastating, &lt;a href="http://geography.about.com/od/physicalgeography/a/retirednames.htm"&gt;the name is retired&lt;/a&gt; and another name replaces it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2008 Hurricane Names&lt;br /&gt;Arthur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bertha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cristobal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edouard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gustav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paloma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wilfred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Named for Huracan, the Carib god of evil, the hurricane is an amazing yet destructive natural phenomenon that occurs about 40 to 50 times worldwide each year. Hurricane season takes place in the Atlantic, Caribbean, Gulf of Mexico, and Central Pacific from June 1 to November 30 while in the Eastern Pacific the season is from May 15 to November 30.&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane FormationDue to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="hhttp://weather.about.com/od/wind/a/coriolislesson.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Coriolis effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, the regions between 5° and 20° north and south of the equator are the belts where hurricanes can form (there is not enough rotary motion between 5° north and south. The term cyclone is used in the Bay of Bengal and Arabian Sea and the term typhoon is used in the Pacific Ocean north of the equator and west of the International Dateline.&lt;br /&gt;The birth of a hurricane starts as a low pressure zone and builds into a tropical wave of low pressure. In addition to a disturbance in the tropical ocean water, the storms that become hurricanes also require warm ocean waters (above 80°F or 27°C down to 150 feet or 50 meters below sea level) and light upper level winds.&lt;br /&gt;Growth and Development of Tropical Storms and HurricanesA tropical wave grows in intensity and then may grow to become an organized area of showers and thunderstorms known as a tropical disturbance. This disturbance becomes an organized area of tropical low pressure that is called a tropical depression based on cyclonic winds (counter-clockwise in the Northern Hemisphere and clockwise in the Southern Hemisphere). A tropical depression's wind speed must be at or below 38 miles per hour (mph) or 62 km/hr when averaged out over one minute. These winds are measured at 33 feet (10 meters) above the surface.&lt;br /&gt;Once average winds reach 39 mph or 63 km/hr then the cyclonic system becomes a tropical storm and receives a name while tropical depressions are numbered (i.e. Tropical Depression 4 became Tropical Storm Chantal in the 2001 season.) Tropical storm names are preselected and issued alphabetically for each storm.&lt;br /&gt;There are approximately 80-100 tropical storms annually and about half of these storms become full-fledged hurricanes. It is at 74 mph or 119 km/hr that a tropical storm becomes a hurricane. Hurricanes can be from 60 to almost 1000 miles wide. They vary widely in intensity; their strength is measured on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://geography.about.com/od/lists/a/hurrcategories.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saffir-Simpson scale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; from a weak category 1 storm to a catastrophic category 5 storm. There were only two category 5 hurricanes with winds over 156 mph and a pressure of less than 920 mb (the world's lowest pressures ever recorded were caused by hurricanes) that struck the United States in the 20th century. The two were a 1935 hurricane that struck the Florida Keys and Hurricane Camille in 1969. Only 14 category 4 storms hit the U.S. and these included the nation's deadliest hurricane - the 1900 Galveston, Texas hurricane and Hurricane Andrew which hit Florida and Louisiana in 1992.&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane damage results from three primary causes:&lt;br /&gt;1) Storm Surge. Approximately 90% of all hurricane deaths can be attributed to the storm surge, the dome of water created by the low pressure center of a hurricane. This storm surge quickly floods low-lying coastal areas with anywhere from 3 feet (one meter) for a category one storm to over 19 feet (6 meters) of storm surge for a category five storm. Hundreds of thousands of deaths in countries such as Bangladesh have been caused by the storm surge of cyclones.&lt;br /&gt;2) Wind Damage. The strong, at least 74 mph or 119 km/hr, winds of a hurricane can cause widespread destruction far inland of coastal areas, destroying homes, buildings, and infrastructure.&lt;br /&gt;3) Freshwater Flooding. Hurricanes are huge tropical storms and dump many inches of rain over a widespread area in a short period of time. This water can engorge rivers and streams, causing hurricane-induced flooding.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, polls find that about half of Americans living in coastal areas are unprepared for a hurricane disaster. Anyone living along the Atlantic Coast, the Gulf Coast and the Caribbean should be prepared for hurricanes during hurricane season.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, hurricanes ultimately diminish, reverting to tropical storm strength and then into a tropical depression when they move over cooler ocean water, move over land, or reach a position where the upper level winds are too strong and are thus unfavorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Category One Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Maximum Sustained Wind Speed: 74-95 miles per hour&lt;br /&gt;Damage Category: Minimal&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Pressure: Above 980 mb&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Storm Surge: 3-5 feet&lt;br /&gt;Examples: Hurricane Lili (2002) in Louisiana; Hurricane Gaston (2004) in South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category Two Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Maximum Sustained Wind Speed: 96-110 miles per hour&lt;br /&gt;Damage Category: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Pressure: 979-965 mb&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Storm Surge: 6-8 feet&lt;br /&gt;Example: Hurricane Isabel (2003) in North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category Three Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Maximum Sustained Wind Speed: 111-130 miles per hour&lt;br /&gt;Damage Category: Extensive&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Pressure: 964-945 mb&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Storm Surge: 9-12 feet&lt;br /&gt;Examples: Hurricane Katrina (2005) in Louisiana; Hurricane Jeanne (2004) in Florida; Hurricane Ivan (2004) in Alabama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category Four Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Maximum Sustained Wind Speed: 131-155 miles per hour&lt;br /&gt;Damage Category: Extreme&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Pressure: 944-920 mb&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Storm Surge: 13-18 feet&lt;br /&gt;Example: Hurricane Charley (2004) in Florida; Hurricane Iniki (1992) in Hawaii; the Galveston Hurricane (1900) in Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category Five Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Maximum Sustained Wind Speed: Above 155 miles per hour&lt;br /&gt;Damage Category: Catastrophic&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Pressure: Below 920 mb&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Storm Surge: More than 18 feet&lt;br /&gt;Examples: Only three Category 5 hurricanes have struck the United States since records began: The Labor Day Hurricane (1935) in the Florida Keyes, Hurricane Camille (1969) near the mouth of the Mississippi River, and Hurricane Andrew (1992) in Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-4663469563642037632?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/4663469563642037632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=4663469563642037632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4663469563642037632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4663469563642037632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-facts.html' title='Hurricane Facts'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-8443495557099868133</id><published>2008-09-02T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:17:42.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricanes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7iimiUXNI/AAAAAAAAABs/QC0K_4u_cYU/s1600-h/341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241876100393753810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7iimiUXNI/AAAAAAAAABs/QC0K_4u_cYU/s320/341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we dont get hurricanes for three years and now all of a sudden BOOM! First it was Fay, then there was Gustav but he went to Louisiana, and now theres Hanna, Ike and Josephine! Hanna is supposed to hit Volusia (us) Flagler and St. Augustine! So Im really dreading the weather lately and they think Ike is coming at us but they said the same thing about Gustav. So lets keep our fingers crossed! Ok so they name the storms in alphabetical order- who were the first five storms of the year before Fay??? I wonder if i can donate LTs name to the hurricane name list lol!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241875792443270610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7iQrVM5dI/AAAAAAAAABk/hqSZDASWM_0/s320/345.JPG" border="0" /&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/955013362954681370-8443495557099868133?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/8443495557099868133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=8443495557099868133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8443495557099868133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8443495557099868133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricanes.html' title='Hurricanes?'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL7iimiUXNI/AAAAAAAAABs/QC0K_4u_cYU/s72-c/341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-4382485414724742834</id><published>2008-09-02T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:21:18.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We got back home lastnight from my moms, god i hate that drive! It went by kinda fast cuz i took a nap but i had to pee like a race horse lol. I had fun, it was weird with tony not being there. Me and my mom went shopping (her hobby!) got LT new clothes and got tony some bday presents lol his bday isnt until christmas lol! My sister wasnt there she went to mississippi for a marathon. ( its like her 20th one yea shes crazy lol!) and bubby was working around the house most of the time so it was kinda boring at times. Then tony got there on sunday after he made four hundred bucks! Then my mom put him to work! well that was the next day she had him working but i think he volunteered lol. My sis got home sunday night and got a speeding ticket! For once mom didnt yell about it lol! Then on monday tony worked on my moms truck and LT went swimming in roscoes pool. Now that he can walk he gets out of his pool and runs around. He really likes lili and he says her name but she doesnt care too much for him. He tries every chance he gets to just pet her! I dont know why he just doesnt play with the dogs that do like him. Roscoe likes him when he either has a poopie diaper or has food lol. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL2DAiJOLMI/AAAAAAAAABc/7FdIh4sPgxk/s1600-h/403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241489586517847234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL2DAiJOLMI/AAAAAAAAABc/7FdIh4sPgxk/s320/403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my mom made ribs for dinner, which sucked cuz i could only eat two since we had a three hour ride back home and i didnt want to make it a twelve hour ride. But when we got home i ate four of them lol. Tony at some for lunch today and sent me a text saying "those ribs were deeeelicious lol" Hes a fan of my moms cooking especially her ribs! LT digs her carrots in chicken broth lol. So now we are at home. Tonys at work and im here. I have a realllllly bad earache it hurts when i drink and i cant lay on my sides cuz of the pressure. Hopefully it goes away soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-4382485414724742834?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/4382485414724742834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=4382485414724742834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4382485414724742834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4382485414724742834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/09/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah Blah'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SL2DAiJOLMI/AAAAAAAAABc/7FdIh4sPgxk/s72-c/403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-2785204616999299675</id><published>2008-08-29T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:09:59.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to my moms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight im going to my moms, but tonys not going :( He has to work on sunday and we had already made plans to go over there. So I was supposed to take the car and leave either saturday morning or sunday morning. But tony told my dad that he had to work and that i would be driving by myself unless they came over, so of course my dad calls me and says "are you crazy? You are not driving your car over here with the baby in it by yourself! your car is not dependable!" So they are coming over here to pick me up. Its gunna be weird not having tony with me! Im not sure if ill be able to sleep at night?! It will be good for me to get out of the house though, Im &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240016532743464354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLhHRhNZJaI/AAAAAAAAABU/btedx39dXY0/s320/101_1027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;always cooped up in our apartment because theres nowhere to really go around here, just the mall and why go there without any money lol! And plus im sure tony wouldnt mind having a few nights with peace and quiet and no bitching! I am gunna miss him though :( He better&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240015720578747362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLhGiPqPC-I/AAAAAAAAABM/_SAfxMU0bAE/s320/263.JPG" border="0" /&gt; miss me lol! I dont understand how my mom deals with bubby being gone all the time! Yea me and tony need our space but thats why he works and i stay home, thats our space. I cant imagine being away from him for a week let alone 6-8 weeks like my parents! ID GO CRAZY! Its funny cuz like i get so excited when he gets home cuz it seems like its been a whole entire day since ive seen him! Even though by the time he gets home im wore out and bitchy i still love it when he walks threw the door! We have our ups and downs like every couple does but he does do alot for me. If he didnt love me he wouldnt deal with my shit and he definatly wouldnt work his ass off just so i could stay home with LT! What i love about him most though is how he is with LT. Ive seen &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240015168457554322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLhGCG2SOZI/AAAAAAAAABE/W_CvR7ni6kM/s320/79.JPG" border="0" /&gt;on the TV shows how fathers are with their kids and stuff but tonys nothing like them. Yea they spend some time with their kids but the way tony is is totally different. When he gets home he goes straight to LT gives him a HUGE hug and kiss and will play with him until its bed time. Every chance he gets he dedicates every second to LT. The dads ive seen play with the kids for a little bit then its like ok time to watch tv or time to hang out with mommy. Tony gives me attention too but it makes me happy to see him spend all of his time with his boy! I know tony cant wait until LT is bigger so he can buy some four wheelers and they can go out on those and have daddy son time.  Hes already wanting to buy him power wheels and mini dirt bikes! I just know that when we get a house we have to get a garage just for LTs cars and bikes lol!! Oh well i guess i better start packing the worse part of going outta town for a few days is definatly packing cuz nine times outta ten i forget something lol!!&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/955013362954681370-2785204616999299675?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/2785204616999299675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=2785204616999299675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/2785204616999299675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/2785204616999299675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/08/going-to-my-moms.html' title='Going to my moms!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLhHRhNZJaI/AAAAAAAAABU/btedx39dXY0/s72-c/101_1027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-8403565151446114791</id><published>2008-08-28T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:01:41.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just a major bitch fest goin on here!!</title><content type='html'>Ok yesterday i got a letter on my door saying that my neighbors are complaining of abbi pooping by their doors, and that abbi needs to be on a leash and i have to clean up her poop. OK i admit shes not on a leash but the poop on peoples door steps come on!! So i went out there today and picked up all the terds and i thought to my self "if abbi poops that big her butt must really hurt"  These turds are the size of a beagles poo! Abbi has little poops! So then I took her out to go potty and this little old lady says "do you know your dog barks all night long?" Me and my neighbors can hear it and we live two buildings over. So i said mam you have the wrong dog cuz shes not outside at night! And she said Yes it is my neighbors said that it comes from this building and they dont see any other dogs there. and she was being rude! so i said well mam your neighbors are a bunch of liars and i walked away! are these people freaking serious? After all the crap this complex has put us threw everybody is gunna bitch about a dog barking? Well heres my bitch list. Dana the apartment manager leaving her cat outside to breed in the bushes then all the kittens grow big and spray our patio! The hindus that live upstairs that come outside at two in the morning to talk on the phone so loud i can hear them in the baby monitor! Um what else oh when the hindus walk down the stairs they sound like a pack of damn elephants not to mention they slam their door! And they also swim naked from what the maintenance guy told me! Everyone manages to park on top of my car and its ALWAYS on the side that the car seat is on!! So yea im pretty upset. If abbi was barking or pooping everywhere i would understand and at least i was decent enough to pick up all the poop i could find surrounding my building! I understand that its a health hazard but the dung beetles need to eat to lol jk!! Im so frustrated maybe its because im hormonal/menstrual and my hair is falling out in heaping handfuls! Ya know whats funny is the apartment manager is only 19 and has pictures of strippers and stripper poles on her car? classy huh? shes usually cool but she has her moments! Shes never in the office ever. if its saturday morning nine times outta ten shell smell like booze and her hair is outta wack! she takes five hour lunch breaks everyday! She has a system in her car and she blares it ALL THE TIME! see i could go on for hours.! oh well im gunna go push LT in his swing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-8403565151446114791?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/8403565151446114791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=8403565151446114791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8403565151446114791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/8403565151446114791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-just-major-bitch-fest-goin-on-here.html' title='Its just a major bitch fest goin on here!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-4071446035485310293</id><published>2008-08-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:00:12.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin to do! Besides blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday went by so much better then the day before! LT was still a little crabby but I could easily amuse him so he wouldnt be so crabby. Tony put up the swing that we bought him the other day. LT loves it until he gets sleepy lol. I wish our apartment complex would build a playground! I seen in their brochure when we first moved in that they were going to build a "tot lot" and a "bark park" for the residents only. Which would be awesome bc we need a playground that homeless people dont reside at! And itll give me and LT something to do instead of playing in the grass! I wouldnt mind going to the pool but for some reason people who live in the apartment complex across the street come over here to swim. And needless to say they bring all of their friends and 12 kids and they tear up our pool! Last time they put a whole roll of paper towels in the womens toilet! and weve seen socks and stuff at the bottom of the pool after they leave! So I dont like being around people like that especially when I have LT around me, he doesnt need to be around heathens!                                                                                                         &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239582922701233266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLa86F7PXHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bhBG0hG-208/s320/485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But last night we went to Cici's pizza and LT snatched a cheesie bread from me lol! So I let him have one just to see how he does. He ate it very well! Then we gave him some veggies and he gnawed on a carrot for a few minutes, then he tried some of their desserts. He liked their pie the best. I dont know what kind of pie it is though? I personally enjoy those powder sugar covered brownies!! YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then last thursday we sent his birthday invitations out! We are going to hooters!! lol gotta thank my sis for that idea! Tony says hes glad my sis mentioned it because if he wouldve said it he thinks i wouldve slapped him lol. At first i thought it was a joke then once i thought it threw it sounded like a really good idea! Its right down the street from us so everyone cant complain about gas, and LT loves boobas (boobies) and i like their wings so its a do-er lol. Then we are going to have a pool party after we eat. So those are the plans for LTs big day. But we are going to my moms on the 4th and leaving the 6th. So i think we are having a lil party for him on the 5th. I hope we go to busch gardens for a little bit, id like to take him on the baby rides they have there and take him on jungala! But we will see! I hope hes not a girl when it comes to eating his cake cuz ill smash it on him if i have to lol! I dont think he will be because hes a slob. He used to be polite when it came to food but not any more he will take a handfull of whatever it is and cram as much in his mouth before i take it away lol! And i know he LOVES frosting he takes after me and his auntie shawnie lol! Well I gotta big wiff of something that smells like a poopie diaper so i guess i better go and change him before it gets all over lol. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS LEAK FREE DIAPERS WHEN YOUR BABY CAN OUT POOH HIS DIAPER!!!&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/955013362954681370-4071446035485310293?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/4071446035485310293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=4071446035485310293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4071446035485310293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4071446035485310293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothin-to-do-besides-blog.html' title='Nothin to do! Besides blog!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLa86F7PXHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bhBG0hG-208/s72-c/485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-9123644051071996805</id><published>2008-08-26T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:14:40.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LT with Floppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLSb9X6dUEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JZnqUThC5Dg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238983745232261186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLSb9X6dUEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JZnqUThC5Dg/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is LT with his floppy! I forgot to add it to the last blog :) But he carries this thing around usually by its ear! But at naptime or bedtime you can always find him sucking on floppys ears lol&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/955013362954681370-9123644051071996805?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/9123644051071996805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=9123644051071996805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/9123644051071996805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/9123644051071996805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/08/lt-with-floppy.html' title='LT with Floppy'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLSb9X6dUEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JZnqUThC5Dg/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-4730944517343967378</id><published>2008-08-26T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:52:12.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed out to the max!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently LT has been teething-BAD! Normally hes ok, just a stuffy nose and a little whiny. But these past few days hes been of the charts BAD! For one Tonys been working at his bosses house til it gets dark lately so ive been stuck with a crabby teething baby for twenty four hours it seems. It wouldnt be bad but the tylenol AND the teething tablets are in the diaper bag which is in the car that obviously isnt here! Today hes been the worst ive ever seen him. Hes throwing himself around screaming so i give him something cold to chew on it makes him more mad. So i figured since i cant go anywhere in the house with out him being up my butt i thought wed go outside for a change of scenery. It was fine for the first two seconds till he decides hes going in the flower bed infront of our door. I tell him no nicely and he sticks his lip out and does it anyways so i go get him and carry his butt to the sidewalk and he throws himself down and starts freaking out! Im shocked the neighbors didnt come out to see if i was beating him! So i laid him in his crib cuz its three oclock and he hasnt had his nap today. Things didnt go well with that idea. He started bouncing off the sides of his crib then throws his floppy (favorite stuffed animal that he got for easter) and he never leaves floppy anywhere! So i go in his room and give him his floppy. He rips floppy outta my hand and sticks floppies ear right in his mouth and starts sucking. I leave the room and about five minutes later hes out! Finally i have peace and quiet until the douche bag hindu neighbors (all twelve of them) go down the stairs sounding like a pack of elephants making abbi bark like the dumbass she is and wakes LT with ONE of her high pitched screachie ass barks! That was the end of my peace and quiet! I get him out of his crib cuz at this time hes shaking the side bar so hard its going to fall down and hes gonna be on the floor! I try taking him outside again so i could go check the mail. Needless to say i ended up carrying him so he wasnt laying in the middle of the parking lot. So i stood him next to the mail box and i took my keys from him and got the mail while he freaked out from me takin the keys. Now we are home and he is STILL screaming at the top of his lungs! What a glorious day to wake up with a headache!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-4730944517343967378?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/4730944517343967378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=4730944517343967378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4730944517343967378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/4730944517343967378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/08/stressed-out-to-max.html' title='Stressed out to the max!!!'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-2406577001157248646</id><published>2008-08-26T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:37:20.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness in my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRbUxw_w9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/V4v6GrTdHcw/s1600-h/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238912679053083602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRbUxw_w9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/V4v6GrTdHcw/s320/212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day, possibly a week ago, I came "out of the closet" about my alopecia. I finally broke down and told my mom. Which was a struggle for me cuz my mom usually lectures me about my health problems. Yea maybe i should take better care of myself but alopecia is something i couldnt help this time, atleast i think so! But its been a struggle for me. For one i was starting to get depressed, i mean come on i had a really thick hair and it started falling out!! I was worried that i might lose all my hair! The more i looked at my dreadful bald spot i asked god, "why the hell the hair on my head? why not my leg hairs, or armpit hairs? I wouldnt even care if it was my eyebrows i hate waxing and tweezing them anyways i could just tattoo them on but why the hair on my head?" So my biggest struggle was to find a doctor to tell me what the hell is wrong with me. Since i only have medicaid, well not even, I cant find a dermatologist. At first i had to go to the ER cuz the welfare office told me that once i spent over $111.00 i can get on united health care.WELL WRONG. I went to ER to see wtf was wrong and thats how i found out it was alopecia. I was freaked out cuz i didnt want to lose my hair! so i was stressed out for ever! So the battle with finding a doctor came to an end cuz i have a share of cost and no dr.s will take me. So freaking out again i didnt know where to start. Ive called a few hair products from the 1 am infomercials and still no luck. So i frantically called my mom and told her that i basically cant find a dr. she told me to calm down and she will see if she can get me on her insurance. I was relieved to here those words but i have yet to find out if she can get me on it. So hopefully this weekend we will try rogaine lol. To some people it may only be hair, but its not just hair to me. And i figured instead of keeping it all bottled up inside of me, ill be open about. Me being depressed isnt going to help the situation at all, it will just make things worse, as ive noticed when i clean my brush out five or six times during a brushing session and have to clean the shower drain every 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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So another thing that upset me the other day was when i got a bill for my insurance and they raised it $10! Its only $90 a month now but still! So Tony went up there to pay it and see why it went up and the lady said that i had two tickets on my record. When he told me that i was like WTF? One was a red light ticket which i got in 05 but that will be off next month, and a speeding ticket i got in 05. Which was F***ed up bc i paid $80 to take a driving class, and i passed it and mailed the certificate in. Two months later i get a letter in the mail saying they revoked my liscense cuz i didnt send the certificate on time. So my mom and i went to the DMV paid 25.50 to get my liscense back and to send them the clearance of my points paper. Ok so that was taken care of i got my liscense back. Those points were never on my insurance with state farm and when we moved to michigan they werent on there either. But all of a sudden they are on there now! So i called the dmv where i got the ticket and the lady basically told me that they never received anything to do with a test as far as they know i didnt even take one. GRR so i was like whatever bitches just keep taking my money thats what your good for! So thats the end of my bitch fest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/955013362954681370-2406577001157248646?l=steffielt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/feeds/2406577001157248646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=955013362954681370&amp;postID=2406577001157248646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/2406577001157248646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/955013362954681370/posts/default/2406577001157248646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steffielt.blogspot.com/2008/08/craziness-in-my-life.html' title='Craziness in my life...'/><author><name>steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893736124684483291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRe4dPWKfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jPnCFe21efs/S220/044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vf76Uh7xqKM/SLRbUxw_w9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/V4v6GrTdHcw/s72-c/212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955013362954681370.post-6451702499230030069</id><published>2008-08-26T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:00:06.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil something for my sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial" color="#cc66cc"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So this week has been sorta crazy/stressful. For starters my sister shawn lost her cat today! Im still shocked! I loved that cat even though i didnt show it lol. I remember when my sister had her when she was a baby. She was really tiny but had the crazy kitten fur! She was so adorable! I think i picked on her one too many times cuz as she got older she got more mean to me lol, well to everyone lol. I still enjoyed her though she bit me after two or three rubs on her back. It made for a fun adventure-it was like an adrenaline rush just to pet her lol! then my sis would laugh for about five minutes cuz im terrified of a 8 lb furball, then she'd grab her and hold her so i could pet her with out losing any fingers! Even though she bit me EVERY TIME id pet her i considered it a "love bite". My sister would tell me "maybe you taste like chicken" sort of an inside joke we have! She was definitly a mommies girl lol! My sis loved her like she was a child, nothin wrong with that at all! Abbis probably the only daughter i will have lol. My sis has been threw some rough times and "dissy" was there for everything. I understand the pain my sis is going threw, people think we are crazy cuz we love our pets so much, but when you are going threw a hard time in your life you kinda turn to your pets! They dont judge you, they dont tell you your stupid even if they think it, they always listen even if they are sleeping under the bed or across the room and they know when you are sad. I admire my sis alot! though i have never said that to her! shes been threw some crazy shit, and she came out strong! From dealing with my parents ignoring her for three damn years cuz of her boyfriend/husband, to her husband being a douche monkey and leaving her while she was at school, to my parents saying told you so everyday since hes been gone, to going back to school and surviving living with my parents till she graduates. Yea people may judge her for living with mom and dad still but you know what atleast shes doing something with her life! shes not sitting at home watching nascar or soap operas eating funions all day. Me and her might not see things eye to eye and i think its the age difference but ya gotta remember we are SISTERS, but we do love eachother and we will always be there for one another. So on that note, on this sad day, I cry because I too am hurt that "dissy" is gone. I know how much she meant to my sis, and i know she will be lonely with out her, I wanna just say I love ya dissy! I will deeply miss  you and your love bites! Dont forget to check in with my sis- she believes in ghosts lol and i know shes gunna miss you something terrible! I just hope my sis knows that i am here for her and she can call me if she needs to cry on someones shoulder! I love you shawnie!!! Ok so i need to stop talking about this cuz im bawling my eyes out! 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