<?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-31972053</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:44:23.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S.</title><subtitle type='html'>Spectator Of Sports  ·  

Football · Basketball · Baseball · Hunting</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2324482552013022377</id><published>2008-07-23T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:42:54.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Nuts?</title><content type='html'>Hey Look! Two Days in a Row! ! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning I am up at 5:15 and putting lunch together for at least one of my boys. . .Occasionally I do this the other 2 days of the work week too. Birddog tells me to either let the boys make their own lunches or make them the night before - but I guess I have always been a mother hen this way. Making the lunches the night before - YUCK - and, Birddog is a fine one to talk about making them make their own. . .When I'm not up that early I get to sleep in a whole hour and get up and make his lunch. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining because I love my family. . .I just get told a lot that I'm nuts for doing this. . .hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do other wives and mothers not get up and do this for their families?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2324482552013022377?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2324482552013022377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2324482552013022377&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2324482552013022377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2324482552013022377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-i-nuts.html' title='Am I Nuts?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3008361520441450900</id><published>2008-07-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:16:52.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About That Time Again</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no blog. . .I am soooo sorry. . .I thought once the kids were out of school for the summer things would slow down, but that sure didn't happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be moving Bud into his dorm room August 16th. You all should be so proud of me. I haven't cried yet! I guess maybe it is due to the fact that he has really grown up. He is ready for this. . .now, the day we move him in may be a different story! I will probably cry my eyes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop starts school August 14th. He has taken his big bro's place as quarterback on the football team - and, he even took his #6. . .Isn't that neat? I know kinda silly but what can I say. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birddog is trying to get started in a couple of different businesses. . .I know a couple - what about just one? He has an opportunity to finally bid on a sprinkler system job. . .We have temporarily named the business G.A.S.S. (our last name starts with G and the rest is Automatic Sprinkler Systems) Whatcha think? This was his first idea and he is researching HARD on boosting gas mileage. . .has compiled some materials and will hopefully begin experimenting soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to work my full-time job (yes!) and help out with the other one that I thought I had quit :) . . .Sometimes I am too nice. . .Oh well, I couldn't leave them hanging and the chick they hired to replace me was a spaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get back into my regular routine soon. . .Until then please keep checking back. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3008361520441450900?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3008361520441450900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3008361520441450900&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3008361520441450900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3008361520441450900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-about-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s About That Time Again'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-7066377501878168844</id><published>2008-06-09T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:57:34.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I AM! ! !</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I'm here! I have taken on a full-time job and still am trying to wein myself from the other. . .It has been CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud is now a college freshman. He is offically enrolled and accepted at Southwestern Oklahoma State University in Pre-pharmacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop is a high school junior. They both still have girlfriends (which I would love to run off sometimes). . .Hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have more time I will get pictures posted of Prom and Senior Pics. . .I have to get all of you updated. . . My babies have changed a bunch! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been trying to re-roof the house and have had one fiasco after another - therefore, I must sign off for now. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-7066377501878168844?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7066377501878168844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=7066377501878168844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7066377501878168844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7066377501878168844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-i-am.html' title='Here I AM! ! !'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1392932781937581206</id><published>2008-02-12T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T06:35:37.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birddogswife Update</title><content type='html'>Hey all my long-lost blogging friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still among you - just been out of the link for a while. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been extremely busy! Bud has been accepted to Southwestern Oklahoma State University in Weatherford, Oklahoma and in March we are going for Freshman Orientation and Fall enrollment. We have been filling out scholarship applications like crazy. . . One advantage to me being a recent graduate. :) - I still have all this in my head. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop will play his last JV basketball game tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the boys have girls. . . Bud still has Courtney on his arm and Scoop is courting another talented athlete - Tay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birddog and I are jumping through hoops to keep up with the boys. I am still working both my jobs - I just don't know which one I want to make full-time - both of them could be very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just wanted to update you. . .Bud will graduate May 19th if any of you would like to mark your calendar to come :) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1392932781937581206?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1392932781937581206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1392932781937581206&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1392932781937581206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1392932781937581206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2008/02/birddogswife-update.html' title='A Birddogswife Update'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4755850845160783356</id><published>2007-11-16T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T08:20:37.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a House-Warming Shin-Dig!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://anecdotes.typepad.com/"&gt;Swampy&lt;/a&gt; is hosting this Shin-Dig for &lt;a href="http://anotherchanceranch.typepad.com/another_chance_ranch/"&gt;Julie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tiggerlane.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's shower them with tons of fun gifts! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger I had no idea how much trouble BUT TONS OF FUN it would be finding things I thought you, Roger and the Offspring would enjoy. . .I hope I did okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133457840861090322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz20tUH4EhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vEhhKaqptG4/s320/tiki+Bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133457845156057634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz20tkH4EiI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AvVozfh_ytQ/s320/Armoure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie I had a very difficult time choosing. . .so, if money was no object I would shower you with the following gifts. . .I hope you and McD enjoy. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz2wiUH4EeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/i-CrH6WHWVk/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133453253836018146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz2wiUH4EeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/i-CrH6WHWVk/s320/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz2wikH4EfI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BmuC9coazgQ/s1600-h/Horse+Weathervane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133453258130985458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz2wikH4EfI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BmuC9coazgQ/s320/Horse+Weathervane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz2wi0H4EgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/NF_7C1n1Uns/s1600-h/Shadowbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133453262425952770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz2wi0H4EgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/NF_7C1n1Uns/s320/Shadowbox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you both enjoy all the wonderful gifts that you receive today. . .Happy Housewarming! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4755850845160783356?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4755850845160783356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4755850845160783356&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4755850845160783356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4755850845160783356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-house-warming-shin-dig.html' title='It&apos;s a House-Warming Shin-Dig!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rz20tUH4EhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vEhhKaqptG4/s72-c/tiki+Bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2618449549874750043</id><published>2007-11-14T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T07:56:40.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid Update</title><content type='html'>Well, basketball is now underway. I love this game! Friday night the School has what is called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoopin&lt;/span&gt;' with the Horns". . .All of the basketball players are announced from Middle School through High School. . .then they have a parent vs. faculty ballgame to end the evening. . .It's usually a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go back to the Dr. Saturday. . .Hopefully, Bud will be given the all clear - along with Scoop. . .don't know if I told ya our not - Scoop broke his elbow and pulled a ligament in his ankle at his ONE AND ONLY JV game - the Monday before our last football game. . . :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Dr. Cruse - who is absolutely wonderful - has been asked by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Birddog&lt;/span&gt; and I for a family discount - ya right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud was auctioned off for a date last night. . .There were 10 seniors auctioned. . .it was really a lot of fun. . .I didn't bid on my kid tho - I wanted to just so I could buy some time with him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SWOSU&lt;/span&gt; for visitation. . . I think that is the school that Bud has chosen to attend. He will do his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-pharmacy General Studies and then take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PCAT&lt;/span&gt; and apply for the&lt;br /&gt;College of Pharmacy. . .I am so proud of him - it is really hard not to brag. . .He will also be graduating High School with 9 transferable college credit hours. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - we have one computer back that I have to get hooked back up. . .so maybe I will be able to blog more. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2618449549874750043?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2618449549874750043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2618449549874750043&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2618449549874750043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2618449549874750043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/11/kid-update.html' title='Kid Update'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2014822540762192174</id><published>2007-10-29T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T07:18:32.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Hey all! Boy I have missed you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between my two jobs and my family I don't have much blog time. . .Both our computers at home have gone on the fritz. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell ya tho! My second job is awesome! And, talk about being appreciated. . .what a super boss. . .he tells me weekly how much he appreciates my work. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birddog and I have been helping him remodel (he is building me my own office) and I will try to get pics posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud is back in the game. . .not as quarterback, but he is back in the game. . .Scoop is doing well too! The football team HAS TO WIN this Friday's game to be in the playoffs. . .I believe it has been like 5 or so years since that has happened. . .So, everyone is really pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are keeping busy. . .I hope to be able to be back more. . .Take care! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2014822540762192174?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2014822540762192174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2014822540762192174&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2014822540762192174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2014822540762192174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/10/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5190977128823136366</id><published>2007-09-19T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T09:39:55.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot is going on in my life. . .</title><content type='html'>Well, with this second job I have been running like crazy. . .hope to make it at least 6 months - wanna make that money. . . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since I last posted. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud broke his thumb on September 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; in our game against Crooked Oak (HE PLAYED SO AWESOME!) and has we took him to Oklahoma City to see a doctor - on September 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; he had 2 pins placed in his thumb. . .I will have to get the x-rays scanned and posted on here. . .not near as bad as the toenail pic. . . :) - I love you guys! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Scoop turned 16. . .he also had to step up after the kid that they put in to replace Bud got injured (as expected) to play quarterback. . .Mom and Dad are really proud. . .not that it was all Scoop but the team seemed to play better as a whole and did not allow our opposing team to score on us any more. . .We had Scoop's birthday party on the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; evening - Monday, September 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Scoop passed his driving test and has taken off in his Mustang. . .really a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wierd&lt;/span&gt; feeling. . .as bad as when Bud drove off for the first few times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is Football Homecoming and yes once again I am involved in making the mums and garters. . .Also, the senior parents are responsible for serving the football team dinner - luckily we have 10 senior boys and everyone has stepped up - we are serving brisket, mashed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tators&lt;/span&gt; and gravy, corn on the cob, salad, rolls, baked beans, brownies, water and lemonade. . .I took the easy way out this meal - beings I am helping with 3 this year. . .I am doing the water and lemonade. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop will start as quarterback Friday night against one of our biggest rivals. . .Bud has been working with him and assuring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Birddog&lt;/span&gt; and I that he is looking really good and will do fine - even tho he really wants to be on the field himself. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to visit you all soon. . .I have been working and chasing football so give me some time. . .but I will be there! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5190977128823136366?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5190977128823136366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5190977128823136366&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5190977128823136366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5190977128823136366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/09/lot-is-going-on-in-my-life.html' title='A lot is going on in my life. . .'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4772635664138906105</id><published>2007-09-04T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T05:05:50.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I Thinking?</title><content type='html'>Not that I don't have enough things going on, but I have just taken on a second job. Actually, I am going to try to work both my jobs for six months and then let one of the two go. We have a few things here that we would like to get taken care of and with it being Bud's senior year I wanted to have the extra money to pay for the extra expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool thing is the fact that both of my jobs are VERY flexible and I will not miss any of the boys activities. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to continue to blog and do the best that I can at staying in touch. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will see how well this works out, it may not. Who knows, but I have to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4772635664138906105?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4772635664138906105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4772635664138906105&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4772635664138906105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4772635664138906105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-am-i-thinking.html' title='What Am I Thinking?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3721514108537774606</id><published>2007-09-01T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T05:08:36.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season is Officially Open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAZ7vvDBI/AAAAAAAAANM/nqCroEiJLKo/s1600-h/DSC_4630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105252835624160274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAZ7vvDBI/AAAAAAAAANM/nqCroEiJLKo/s320/DSC_4630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAabvvDCI/AAAAAAAAANU/wl9osahJS4U/s1600-h/DSC_4650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105252844214094882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAabvvDCI/AAAAAAAAANU/wl9osahJS4U/s320/DSC_4650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAarvvDDI/AAAAAAAAANc/AxsD5ICk4dY/s1600-h/DSC_4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105252848509062194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAarvvDDI/AAAAAAAAANc/AxsD5ICk4dY/s320/DSC_4645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAbbvvDEI/AAAAAAAAANk/14ukMOk_stw/s1600-h/DSC_4654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105252861393964098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAbbvvDEI/AAAAAAAAANk/14ukMOk_stw/s320/DSC_4654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bud and Scoop made their debut for the Chisholm Longhorns last night for the 2007 Football Season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a game! I had tears in my eyes as Bud made his first appearance as a SENIOR. . .I really didn't expect myself to be so emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the link to the article in the paper: &lt;a href="http://www.enidnews.com/sportslocal/"&gt;http://www.enidnews.com/sportslocal/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;local_story_244014904.html. The 2-point conversion was actually thrown by Scoop. My favorite play of the game was when the announcer said, "Bud's pass was complete to Scoop." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are off to a good start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3721514108537774606?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3721514108537774606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3721514108537774606&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3721514108537774606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3721514108537774606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/09/football-season-is-officially-open.html' title='Football Season is Officially Open'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtmAZ7vvDBI/AAAAAAAAANM/nqCroEiJLKo/s72-c/DSC_4630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5655604128511821250</id><published>2007-08-27T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T11:50:25.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcv7vvC_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/3YLGIascJBA/s1600-h/Bud+-+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454412558240754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcv7vvC_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/3YLGIascJBA/s320/Bud+-+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcwLvvDAI/AAAAAAAAANE/bBQh8K0t7rY/s1600-h/Bud+-+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454416853208066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcwLvvDAI/AAAAAAAAANE/bBQh8K0t7rY/s320/Bud+-+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYLvvC6I/AAAAAAAAAMU/ev6X3r8vH7w/s1600-h/Bud+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454004536347554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYLvvC6I/AAAAAAAAAMU/ev6X3r8vH7w/s320/Bud+-+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYLvvC7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/W_2DHcxbAoI/s1600-h/Bud+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454004536347570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYLvvC7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/W_2DHcxbAoI/s320/Bud+-+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYbvvC8I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbuOGxNpYDA/s1600-h/Bud+-+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454008831314882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYbvvC8I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbuOGxNpYDA/s320/Bud+-+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYrvvC9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/W8OexBmeNr0/s1600-h/Bud+-+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454013126282194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYrvvC9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/W8OexBmeNr0/s320/Bud+-+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYrvvC-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/eLuZfQncScE/s1600-h/Bud+-+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103454013126282210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcYrvvC-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/eLuZfQncScE/s320/Bud+-+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, here is the first round of actual Senior pictures for Bud. . . sniff, sniff. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to pic one to have printed in the yearbook and on the picture panel that hangs at the school. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please tell me which you like best! ! ! ! Thanks for your help. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5655604128511821250?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5655604128511821250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5655604128511821250&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5655604128511821250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5655604128511821250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-have-started.html' title='We have Started'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RtMcv7vvC_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/3YLGIascJBA/s72-c/Bud+-+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-965827489733627753</id><published>2007-08-23T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T11:35:38.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just wondering</title><content type='html'>I've been doing some thinking. . .I know SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend that I used to talk to at least every other day. . .We would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; one another and call quite a bit. It has been almost a year since I have actually heard her voice with the exception of hearing it on her voicemail on her cell phone. She was awesome support to me while my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Birddog&lt;/span&gt; was working out of town and we thought we were going to move. . .now, I don't hear ANYTHING from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed her today in her ride and I know she didn't recognize me in my ride because she has never actually seen it (just pictures) - so I tried to call her - No Answer. . . :(  I sent her a text message and told her I tried to call her after I saw her - and, as of yet, have not had a reply. . .I asked what I had done that I never heard from her anymore. . .Was that wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had a good friendship and was hoping it would build. . .I miss her and her sense of humor. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pondering and wondering what in the world could have possibly happened. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-965827489733627753?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/965827489733627753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=965827489733627753&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/965827489733627753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/965827489733627753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-wondering.html' title='Just wondering'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2589802727294826692</id><published>2007-08-21T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:02:31.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HORMONE HOSTAGE</title><content type='html'>THE HORMONE HOSTAGE KNOWS THAT THERE ARE DAYS IN THE MONTH WHEN ALL A MAN HAS TO DO IS OPEN HIS MOUTH AND HE TAKES HIS LIFE INTO HIS OWN HANDS! THIS IS A HANDY GUIDE THAT SHOULD BE AS COMMON AS A DRIVER'S LICENSE IN THE WALLET OF EVERY HUSBAND, BOYFRIEND, CO-WORKER, OR SIGNIFICANT OTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: WHAT'S FOR DINNER?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: CAN I HELP YOU WITH DINNER?&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO FOR DINNER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: ARE YOU WEARING THAT?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: WOW, YOU SURE LOOK GOOD IN BROWN!&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: WOW! LOOK AT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: WHAT ARE YOU SO WORKED UP ABOUT?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: COULD WE BE OVERREACTING?&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: HERE'S MY PAYCHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: SHOULD YOU BE EATING THAT?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: YOU KNOW, THERE ARE A LOT OF APPLES LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: CAN I GET YOU A PIECE OF CHOCOLATE WITH THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: WHAT DID YOU DO ALL DAY?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: I HOPE YOU DIDN'T OVER-DO IT TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: I'VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU IN THAT ROBE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A FEW THINGS PMS STANDS FOR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;PASS MY SHOTGUN PSYCHOTIC MOOD SWING PERPETUAL MUNCHING SPREE PUFFY MID-SECTION PEOPLE MAKE me SICK PROVIDE ME with SWEETS PARDON MY SOBBING PIMPLES MAY SURFACE PASS MY SWEATS PACK MY STUFF AND MY FAVORITE ONE POTENTIAL MURDER SUSPECT PASS THIS ON TO ALL OF YOUR HORMONAL FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;AND THOSE WHO MIGHT NEED A GOOD LAUGH!. . . OR MEN WHO MAY NEED WARNING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2589802727294826692?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2589802727294826692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2589802727294826692&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2589802727294826692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2589802727294826692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/08/hormone-hostage.html' title='THE HORMONE HOSTAGE'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3270890712887793302</id><published>2007-08-16T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:56:17.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Math</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thefunnystuff.net/viewmovie.php?id=553"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You've got to visit this site. . .hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefunnystuff.net/viewmovie.php?id=553"&gt;http://www.thefunnystuff.net/viewmovie.php?id=553&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3270890712887793302?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3270890712887793302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3270890712887793302&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3270890712887793302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3270890712887793302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/08/math.html' title='Math'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8462081310282422701</id><published>2007-08-13T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T13:28:22.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been so long since I last posted. . .Sorry folks. . . I have been on job interviews, taking fruit to the football boys, working physicals for a fundraiser, attending fundraisers, purchasing school supplies, and trying to arrange for Bud's senior pictures around softball and football. . .This is really hard. . .I thought WHEN I WASN'T IN SCHOOL anymore that it would be easier. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was I wrong. . .I found other things to fill the void. . .NOW THAT'S FUNNY! - like there was a void to fill. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if I boohoo a lot this school year please forgive me. . I am excited for Bud but sad knowing that soon he will be making his decisions without consulting me as much. . .Oh well, I can just pray that he has listened to Birddog and I and will put his faith in God to make the right decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get back into the swing of posting regularly and apologize to all my blog buddies for being so lax. . .Watch for many pictures I plan to post lots of sports this year and then Senior pics of my boy! ! ! Oh yea, Scoop will be turning 16 in ONE MONTH AND ONE DAY! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8462081310282422701?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8462081310282422701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8462081310282422701&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8462081310282422701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8462081310282422701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-7992337146841235251</id><published>2007-07-26T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T06:47:05.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you may need to stop at the women's restroom . . be prepared!</title><content type='html'>When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR! ), yank down your pants, and assume " The Stance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance." To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you&lt;br /&gt;can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean &lt;br /&gt;the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered,used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restrooms (rest??? you've GOT to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This HAD to be written by a woman! No one else could describe it so accurately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-7992337146841235251?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7992337146841235251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=7992337146841235251&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7992337146841235251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7992337146841235251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-may-need-to-stop-at-womens-restroom.html' title='you may need to stop at the women&apos;s restroom . . be prepared!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3040623885357951496</id><published>2007-07-25T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T11:25:22.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I just love this. . .I have seen it more than once. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I gothere and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you  know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The canceris all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed with Love from God, Jesus &amp; Me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let's see Satan stop this one.) Take 60 seconds and repost this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to  God for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves "When you're down to nothing, God is up to something."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3040623885357951496?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3040623885357951496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3040623885357951496&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3040623885357951496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3040623885357951496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-beautiful.html' title='This is Beautiful!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3869473955518520022</id><published>2007-07-24T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:16:14.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINK ABOUT THIS</title><content type='html'>I am sorry but after hearing they want to sing the National Anthem in Spanish - enough is enough. Nowhere did they sing it in Italian, Polish, Irish (Celtic), German or any other language because of immigration. It was written by Francis Scott Key and should be sung word for word the way it was written The news broadcasts even gave the translation -- not even close. Sorry if this offends anyone but this is MY COUNTRY - IF IT IS YOUR COUNTRY SPEAK UP -- please pass this along. &lt;br /&gt;I am not against immigration -- just come through like everyone else. Get a sponsor; have a place to lay your head; have a job; pay your taxes, live by the rules AND LEARN THE LANGUAGE as all other immigrants have in the past -- and GOD BLESS AMERICA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART OF THE PROBLEM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this: If you don't want to forward this for fear of offending someone -- YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM!&lt;br /&gt;It is Time for America to Speak up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree -- pass this along, if you don't agree -- ignore it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I passed it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3869473955518520022?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3869473955518520022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3869473955518520022&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3869473955518520022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3869473955518520022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/think-about-this.html' title='THINK ABOUT THIS'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4072811393622079890</id><published>2007-07-17T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:05:34.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! I got a Rockin Blogger Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rp0areXjeLI/AAAAAAAAAME/3da3u1aux5c/s1600-h/rockin+blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rp0areXjeLI/AAAAAAAAAME/3da3u1aux5c/s320/rockin+blogger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088252488187082930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much &lt;a href="http://ktlang36.blogspot.com/"&gt;Her Indoors&lt;/a&gt; I am so honored and still surprised to have received this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get to give this to five more bloggers, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedustwillwait.blogspot.com"&gt;Pamela at The Dust Will Wait&lt;/a&gt; because she is such a wonderful story teller and blog buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://arkansassongbird.wordpress.com/"&gt;Arkansas Songbird at Quarter Notes&lt;/a&gt; because she also has wonderful stories and keeps us in tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tiggerlane.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiggerlane&lt;/a&gt; because I totally want her offspring to date my offspring! She always compliments my boys and family! Tiggerlane you are a wonderful Blog Buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://catchinglight.typepad.com/keeping_my_head_above_wat/"&gt;Vicki&lt;/a&gt; because she is full of spunk and always has something wonderful to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anecdotes.typepad.com/"&gt;Swampwitch&lt;/a&gt; you are getting this award because it never fails if I'm reading your blog or your comments I know that one of the two will make me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now your turn Ladies to nominate five more Rockers! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so much Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4072811393622079890?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4072811393622079890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4072811393622079890&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4072811393622079890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4072811393622079890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-i-got-rockin-blogger-award.html' title='Wow! I got a Rockin Blogger Award!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rp0areXjeLI/AAAAAAAAAME/3da3u1aux5c/s72-c/rockin+blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8566691434966009284</id><published>2007-07-17T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:30:51.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birddog, My Redneck Romantic</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday night Birddog and I used a Gift Certificate that several of our friends had gone together to purchase for my graduation at a Bed and Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I opened it I was just amazed and thought to myself, Birddog isn't gonna like this. He is not a romantic type. . .but that's okay - he's a wonderful hubby and daddy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked this weekend so we didn't have to argue with Bud about him being 18 and able to stay home alone - Scoop and him were at a basketball camp - didn't that work out just perfect? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Birddog and I went and watched the boys play a couple of games and went over to a casino nearby - we hadn't been to one since they have become so popular in our state. . .I wasn't impressed with the one we went to. I do have a question, this will tell you how often we go gambling, hehe - do you not put coins in the slot machines anymore? All of the machines took bills - there wasn't anywhere to put my nickels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour we headed on our great adventure. . .We had looked at the website and had our choice of the Bed and Breakfast or cabins - and we chose the cabins. We haven't ever been to a Bed and Breakfast and Birddog just wasn't real sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aaronsgate.com/"&gt;Aaron's Gate&lt;/a&gt; is such a nice place. We would not have ever paid for something like this for ourselves - so THANK YOU AGAIN TO ALL OF OUR FRIENDS WHO PURCHASED THIS GIFT CERTIFICATE. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in the Copper Dove cabin. This place has five different cabin's and all of them are decorated different. They all have jacuzzi tubs, 2 person hot tubs, 2 person showers, dry saunas and kitchenettes. They are designed exclusively for ROMANCE. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are built on a wooded lot with privacy in mind. . .Each cabin offers its own unique romantic spot. . .The Copper Dove had an armour that when the door was opened led to another door that took you outside to a small deck that was furnished with a small table and 2 chairs and there were also stairs that went to a small balcony (picture featured with couple drinking champagne) that had 2 chairs and a small table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes the romance. . .The minute you open the door to the Copper Dove to the left is the jacuzzi tub. . .my Birddog (gotta Love Him) - says, "What the hell is that doing right there?" Hehe. . .The bed was in a little nook to the right of the door and he didn't see it - he walked through the small living area and kitchenette to where I had dashed to go potty - so therefore the toilet and shower were located at the back of the cabin - - - yelling, "Where is the bed?" LOL - I thought to myself - oh boy - this is going to be interesting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a bit we just sat there not really knowing what to do. . .Finally we decided to go into town to eat dinner. . .I thought we were going to have to do something to get this kicked up - and be what it was supposed to be. . .I spotted a liquor store and suggested getting something for us to drink. . .Isn't that horrible? So we bought some wine and some Jack. . .Very good idea. . .We had a nice dinner. . .Stopped and picked up snack food (just in case) and headed back out. . .When we got back we got into the furnished robes and houseshoes and went out with drinks and sat and visited on the screened in porch. . .Finally we climbed into the dry sauna for a bit and finally Birddog came out of his shell a bit - showed me more romance that I have ever had from him in the 25 years that we have been a couple. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we got up and made the breakfast that was mixed up and ready to cook - heart shaped cut strawberries, waffles, fresh fruit in sauce, and a breakfast quiche. . .Absolutely WONDERFUL! ! ! We checked out right at the deadline. . . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birddog is a Redneck Romantic - but I guess that's better than nothing right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8566691434966009284?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8566691434966009284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8566691434966009284&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8566691434966009284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8566691434966009284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/birddog-my-redneck-romantic.html' title='Birddog, My Redneck Romantic'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-59439232464953385</id><published>2007-07-16T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T08:10:03.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Monday - The Car(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rpt4neXjeJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NWkrttCOgo4/s1600-h/DSC_3851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rpt4neXjeJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NWkrttCOgo4/s320/DSC_3851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087792823607195794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rpt4oOXjeKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MAhjxx4t-5I/s1600-h/DSC_3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rpt4oOXjeKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MAhjxx4t-5I/s320/DSC_3885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087792836492097698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, going to give you all a good laugh. . .You get to start with my kiddos cars. . .Yep - we bought Scoop a car (he will be driving in September). . . couldn't pass this deal up and what a sweet car it is. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birddog took the boys out and let smoke them tires (used Clorox for the cool white smoke). . .Bud was putting new tires on the next day. . .We plan to use this picture of Bud burning out as a background for one of his senior pics and silhouette him in the corner through the window of his truck. . .I think it will be really cool - and I also think I've already told you this once (sorry). . .Not much sleep. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's my ride - unfortunately you aren't getting a better picture because it is in the shop being worked on. . .We are slowly doing things to it to make it different from everyone elses. . .if you can't tell - we don't wanna look like everyone else :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00113.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00113.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have time I will add ugly. . .You've already seen the Yukon from when Bud dressed it up while his truck was being fixed. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://tiggerlane.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiggerlane&lt;/a&gt; for hosting this week's Fun Monday. . .Stop over and see who all is participating and what modes of transportation everyone has!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-59439232464953385?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/59439232464953385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=59439232464953385&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/59439232464953385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/59439232464953385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-monday-cars.html' title='Fun Monday - The Car(s)'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rpt4neXjeJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NWkrttCOgo4/s72-c/DSC_3851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5311834202295299370</id><published>2007-07-12T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T08:21:57.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Son-In-Law</title><content type='html'>AS A WOMAN PASSES HER DAUGHTER'S CLOSED BEDROOM DOOR, SHE HEARD A STRANGE BUZZING NOISE COMING FROM WITHIN. OPENING THE DOOR, SHE OBSERVED HER DAUGHTER GIVING HERSELF A REAL WORKOUT WITH A VIBRATOR. SHOCKED, SHE ASKED: "WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAUGHTER REPLIED: "MOM, I'M THIRTY-FIVE YEARS OLD, UNMARRIED, AND THIS THING IS ABOUT AS CLOSE AS I'LL EVER GET TO A HUSBAND. PLEASE, GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE." &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;THE NEXT DAY, THE GIRL'S FATHER HEARD THE SAME BUZZ COMING FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CLOSED BEDROOM DOOR. UPON ENTERING THE ROOM, HE OBSERVED HIS DAUGHTER MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE TO HER VIBRATOR. TO HIS QUERY AS TO WHAT SHE WAS DOING, THE DAUGHTER SAID: "DAD I'M THIRTY-FIVE, UNMARRIED, AND THIS THING IS ABOUT AS CLOSE AS I'LL EVER GET TO A HUSBAND. PLEASE, GO AWAY  AND LEAVE ME ALONE." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;A COUPLE DAYS LATER, THE WIFE CAME HOME FROM A SHOPPING TRIP, PLACED THE GROCERIES ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER, AND HEARD THAT BUZZING NOISE COMING FROM, OF ALL PLACES, THE LIVING ROOM. SHE ENTERED THAT AREA AND OBSERVED HER HUSBAND SITTING ON THE COUCH, DOWNING A COLD BEER, AND STARING AT THE TV. THE VIBRATOR WAS NEXT TO HIM ON THE COUCH, BUZZING LIKE CRAZY. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;THE WIFE ASKED: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;THE HUSBAND REPLIED: "I'M WATCHING THE FOOTBALL GAME WITH MY SON-IN-LAW."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5311834202295299370?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5311834202295299370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5311834202295299370&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5311834202295299370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5311834202295299370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/son-in-law.html' title='Son-In-Law'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6637628980712939079</id><published>2007-07-11T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T13:47:50.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RpVB51pa6LI/AAAAAAAAALs/2u3GI9Xk_2s/s1600-h/Boys+on+mound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RpVB51pa6LI/AAAAAAAAALs/2u3GI9Xk_2s/s320/Boys+on+mound.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086043816094001330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6637628980712939079?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6637628980712939079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6637628980712939079&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6637628980712939079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6637628980712939079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RpVB51pa6LI/AAAAAAAAALs/2u3GI9Xk_2s/s72-c/Boys+on+mound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3000270214587043180</id><published>2007-07-09T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T09:32:26.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have an 18 Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RpOynlpa6KI/AAAAAAAAALk/QEQ0BF8vcnU/s1600-h/DSC_4249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RpOynlpa6KI/AAAAAAAAALk/QEQ0BF8vcnU/s320/DSC_4249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085604797421906082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I never dreamed 18 years ago yesterday (7/9/89) holding Bud that I would be saying he was 18 years old. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he's a Senior. . .UG. . .He has been talking careers here lately. . .I'm very proud to say that he is considering becoming a Pharmacist. . .Lots of schooling but I think he will like it. . .He likes Chemistry and Math so he should do well. The school he is considering going to his cousin goes to and she will be able to introduce him to other students, etc. Also, the coaches have said that the school is looking at him for Football and Baseball. . .so, we'll just have to wait and see on that one. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are working on scheduling pictures around Debbie's schedule and ours. . .we have one of him that we took of him doing a burnout in his truck and Debbie is going to take one of him through the window and silohette it with the burnout. . .I think it is going to be really, really cool and different. . .We aren't telling anyone what we are doing because they all want to copy cat. . .Isn't that sad? But, I can't wait to share with all of you! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been so long but we have been busy. . .and, I don't think things are going to lighten up any too soon. . .I'm trying to get back into the swing of things - Bear with me! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3000270214587043180?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3000270214587043180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3000270214587043180&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3000270214587043180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3000270214587043180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-18-year-old.html' title='I Have an 18 Year Old'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RpOynlpa6KI/AAAAAAAAALk/QEQ0BF8vcnU/s72-c/DSC_4249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5658534281525146044</id><published>2007-06-19T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T12:16:11.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Story from Houston Medical Center</title><content type='html'>A man went to the ER to have his wedding ring cut off from his penis. According to the Nurse attending, the patient's girl friend found the ring in his pants pocket and she got so mad at him, she used petroleum jelly to slip the ring on his penis while he was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you decide what's worse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Having your girl friend find out you're married.&lt;br /&gt;2) Explaining to your wife how your wedding ring got on your penis.&lt;br /&gt;3) Or finding out your penis fits through your wedding ring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5658534281525146044?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5658534281525146044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5658534281525146044&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5658534281525146044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5658534281525146044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/06/true-story-from-houston-medical-center.html' title='True Story from Houston Medical Center'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-750695005932932624</id><published>2007-06-11T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T08:21:48.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Obedient Wife"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I think this has been around before. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had worked all his life, had saved all of his money, and was a real "miser" when it came to his money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before he died, he said to his wife..."When I die, I want you to take all my money and put it in the casket with me. I want to take my money to the afterlife with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he got his wife to promise him, with all of her heart, that when he died, she would put all of the money into the casket with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he died. He was stretched out in the casket, his wife was sitting there - dressed in black, and her friend was sitting next to her. When they finished the ceremony, and just before the undertakers got ready to close the casket, the wife said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait just a moment!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She had a small metal box with her; she came over with the box and put it in the casket. Then the undertakers locked the casket down and they rolled it away. So her friend said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girl, I know you were not fool enough to put all that money in there with your husband."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loyal wife replied, "Listen, I'm a Christian; I cannot go back on my word. I promised him that I was going to put that money into the casket with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean to tell me you put that money in the casket with him!?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"I sure did," said the wife. "I got it all together, put it into my account, and wrote him a check.... If he can cash it, then he can spend it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-750695005932932624?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/750695005932932624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=750695005932932624&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/750695005932932624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/750695005932932624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/06/obedient-wife.html' title='The Obedient Wife&quot;'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-390109195620899644</id><published>2007-06-07T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:50:56.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart is Hurting</title><content type='html'>This morning Bud and I really got into it. That kid has the I am almost 18 attitude and I don't like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have been at football camp for 3 days and Scoop got up to go play baseball today and come back for football this evening. . .Bud was SUPPOSED to get up and go to work and then football this evening - but "he is hurting" - so he called in and told them he wouldn't be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am furious! I ripped him up one side and down the other and yanked the clothes out of the dryer and threw them into a basket to keep from throwing things at him! And I was told when he turns 18 he is moving out. . .needless-to-say that didn't set well with me and I told him not to wait - to be gone at noon! I know - I wish I hadn't said that but he always pulls this stuff when his dad isn't around. . .I told him I deserved more respect from him - - - I left and came to work - - - it is so hard to hold the tears in - - -what have I done to deserve this - - - do they not realize the sacrifices that have been made for them to have and do the things that they have gotten. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made up my mind that he will no longer call me mom - he will address me as Mrs. He will get to start doing a lot of the things I do for my whole family for himself - - - he wants to be 18 by golly he's going to get the chores too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for ranting and forgive me if you don't agree. . .I know I am probably saying a lot of things in anger but it is something that I have to do. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to better days ahead! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-390109195620899644?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/390109195620899644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=390109195620899644&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/390109195620899644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/390109195620899644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-heart-is-hurting.html' title='My Heart is Hurting'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5836300192645172720</id><published>2007-05-31T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T11:56:07.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Time?</title><content type='html'>LOL. . .I thought I would have more free time when I got out of school. . .hehe - what was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will get back into the swing of things but I guess I have to figure out a new routine first. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5836300192645172720?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5836300192645172720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5836300192645172720&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5836300192645172720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5836300192645172720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/05/free-time_31.html' title='Free Time?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1302157992257740209</id><published>2007-05-31T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T11:55:12.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Time?</title><content type='html'>LOL. . .I thought I would have more free time when I got out of school. . .hehe - what was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will get back into the swing of things but I guess I have to figure out a new routine first. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1302157992257740209?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1302157992257740209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1302157992257740209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1302157992257740209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1302157992257740209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/05/free-time.html' title='Free Time?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8842774605807017079</id><published>2007-05-29T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T07:09:24.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>Summer has officially hit my house. . .Bud headed off to work this morning at 6:45 a.m. YEESSSS! ! ! Making his own money again! ! ! What a relief~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop has been working - umpiring T-ball. . .He also helps a farmer friend of ours buck hay. . .Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will head off to Football camp next week for three days and have weight lifting 3 mornings a week. . .my two get to be there at 5:30 a.m. due to Bud having to be at work at 7:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also playing some summer ball. . .My boys, Scoop mostly, will pretty much so only play the home games - Bud won't hit but maybe a Saturday or so due to his job. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball is probably the easiest for them. . .Bud won't get to attend any of the summer sessions - but Scoop will attend as many of them as possible. . .they have like 3 or 4 different scrimmages throughout the summer. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a lighter budget with the boys paying for some of their own for a couple of months! ! ! ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8842774605807017079?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8842774605807017079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8842774605807017079&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8842774605807017079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8842774605807017079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4718783622763267270</id><published>2007-05-24T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T13:49:01.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS MUST COUNT AS THE BEST MOTHER-IN-LAW JOKE!</title><content type='html'>A married couple was in a terrible accident where the man's face was severely burned. The doctor told the husband that they couldn't graft any skin from his body because he was too skinny.  So the wife offered to donate some of her own skin.&lt;br /&gt;However, the only skin on her body that the doctor felt was suitable would have to come from her buttocks. The husband and wife agreed that they would tell no one about where the Skin came from, and they requested that the doctor also honor their secret.After all, this was a very delicate matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the surgery was completed, everyone was astounded at the man's new face.He looked more handsome than he ever had before! All his friends and relatives just went on and on about his youthful beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he was alone with his wife, and he was overcome with emotion at her sacrifice. He said, "Dear, I just want to thank you for everything you did for me.  How can I possibly repay you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling," she replied, "I get all the thanks I need every time I see your mother kiss you on the cheek."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4718783622763267270?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4718783622763267270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4718783622763267270&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4718783622763267270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4718783622763267270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-must-count-as-best-mother-in-law.html' title='THIS MUST COUNT AS THE BEST MOTHER-IN-LAW JOKE!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5102535462179183262</id><published>2007-05-21T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:53:41.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>We attended CHS graduation tonight. . .boy oh boy. . .I will be sitting there next year with one graduating. . .WOW! ! ! I don't know if I'm ready. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been a little hectic around here since my own graduation. . .I have had computers quitting on me like crazy. . .not a real good thing. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birddog is after to me to apply at some other places due to my current guys not acting or making any efforts to raise my pay. . .I have three jobs to check on. . .One would really be cool, but the downfall at this very time in my life is it requires a lot of travel. . .I have missed very little of the boys activities and I don't want to start now that they are so close to being on their own. . .So, I ask that you all keep me in your prayers that the right thing will happen. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't forgotten how to blog or visit - just have had puter problems. . .Hope to be back on track real soon! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5102535462179183262?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5102535462179183262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5102535462179183262&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5102535462179183262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5102535462179183262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-351579174366841938</id><published>2007-05-09T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T04:32:44.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be 6 Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I received this in an email and just had to share it. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife &lt;br /&gt;turning back and forth, looking at herself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since her birthday was not far off he asked what she'd like to &lt;br /&gt;have for her Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be six again, she replied, still looking in the &lt;br /&gt;mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of her Birthday, he arose early,   made her a nice &lt;br /&gt;big bowl of Lucky Charms,   and then took her to Six Flags theme &lt;br /&gt;park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day! He put her on every ride in the park; the Death Slide, &lt;br /&gt;the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster, everything &lt;br /&gt;there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park Her head was &lt;br /&gt;reeling and her stomach felt upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then took her to a McDonald's where he ordered her a Happy  &lt;br /&gt;meal w ith extra fries and a chocolate shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to a movie, popcorn, a soda pop, and her favorite &lt;br /&gt;candy, M&amp;M's. What a fabulous adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she wobbled home with her Husband and collapsed into bed &lt;br /&gt;exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaned over his wife with a big smile and lovingly asked, "Well &lt;br /&gt;Dear, what was it like being six again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes slowly opened and her ____expression suddenly changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I meant my dress size, you idiot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story: Even when a man is listening, he is gonna &lt;br /&gt;get it wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-351579174366841938?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/351579174366841938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=351579174366841938&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/351579174366841938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/351579174366841938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-be-6-again.html' title='To Be 6 Again'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5355847482814536073</id><published>2007-05-07T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:08:45.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S FINALLY OVER! ! !</title><content type='html'>Finally, Saturday I walked. . .in a good way! Hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just have to find a job to pay those student loans. . .I have a job - just don't think that they are going to up my pay to what I want. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the boys have paid attention and will pursue their education right out of high school. . .I think they have - lol - it's a joke around here that mom has to get out of B_______ mode now. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get my house clean again! ! ! Wow! No more homework in the evenings! ! ! I can enjoy myself again! ! ! Maybe even get rid of these extra pounds I don't want. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIssed you all at the party - hope you celebrated too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting off my Spring Front Door view today - - - my flowers aren't up and blooming just yet - so not very pretty - yet. . .Plus, I wanted to brag - - - sorry. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rj9Axnz__eI/AAAAAAAAALc/LNpdTlZ8axc/s1600-h/DSC_4088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rj9Axnz__eI/AAAAAAAAALc/LNpdTlZ8axc/s320/DSC_4088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061835727432580578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5355847482814536073?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5355847482814536073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5355847482814536073&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5355847482814536073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5355847482814536073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-finally-over.html' title='IT&apos;S FINALLY OVER! ! !'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rj9Axnz__eI/AAAAAAAAALc/LNpdTlZ8axc/s72-c/DSC_4088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6292756427053545935</id><published>2007-04-13T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T05:53:30.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost Here! ! !</title><content type='html'>I have begun the MEGA COUNTDOWN! ! ! 3 weeks tomorrow and I will be a college graduate. . .provided I get through these next few weeks without going goofy! ! ! (what? I was that way already? - hehe). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really missed blogging and visiting all of my blogging buddies sights - it won't be long and you will see me more often. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, May 5th we are having a party and you all are invited to come help us celebrate! ! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, other than school I have been doing my working, mothering, wifing, and of course cheering at all the baseball games plus helping work on After Prom - Prom is April 21st. . .You know, I love watching my boys, but 5 games a week with all the other to do is really tough! ! ! My boys are worn out and my washer needs a break! ! ! Coach got new uniforms this year and guess what - they are ALL WHITE - - - do you have any idea how hard it is to wash red socks, black long sleeve shirts and get stains out of white jerseys and pants in less than 8 hours? I normally have to wash the pants twice! It has been nuts! But o well - anything for the boys. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of. some friends of mine took this picture of the boys during a game - It is probably one of my favorites - Bud is catching and Scoop is pitching - this is really cool for us - they finally play TOGETHER! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RiDOrlZfpnI/AAAAAAAAALM/PWH-kEV-vno/s1600-h/boys+on+mound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RiDOrlZfpnI/AAAAAAAAALM/PWH-kEV-vno/s400/boys+on+mound.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266030078436978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you all are interested in viewing more on the boys baseball please visit this website - http://pages.suddenlink.net/chsbaseball/. It shows there stats and has pics. . .I'm sure that you can figure mine out they are the only boys with the same last name :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to visit you again real soon! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6292756427053545935?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6292756427053545935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6292756427053545935&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6292756427053545935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6292756427053545935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-almost-here.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Here! ! !'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RiDOrlZfpnI/AAAAAAAAALM/PWH-kEV-vno/s72-c/boys+on+mound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5949969926054258445</id><published>2007-03-21T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T11:03:37.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Among the Living</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to let my blogging friends I am still among the living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester has really bit me. I apologize for not visiting and posting but my free time is occupied with homework and baseball games. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to brag while I have the chance. . . My Scoop is the only freshman that is starting varsity. . .My Bud has played several positions since the season started with his latest being cather. . .Bud has only played catcher for ONE OTHER GAME in the years that he has been playing baseball. :) . . Scoop loves the position of catcher but hasn't been given the opportunity to show his stuff behind the plate - he has been playing short-stop and doing a fine job! ! ! :) Think I might be a little bias? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to visit and post as often as possible. . . .I do intend to post some of my graphics works but have to figure out what I am doing. . .Might have to go about it a different way - I will let you know! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that I am thinking about you all! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5949969926054258445?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5949969926054258445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5949969926054258445&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5949969926054258445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5949969926054258445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-among-living.html' title='Still Among the Living'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8267180247744501819</id><published>2007-03-12T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T04:49:17.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Does This Work?</title><content type='html'>I don't understand how HTML stuff works. . . All my stuff for my Graphics Animation class is done in Flash and I have my project done and am supposed to post it to the web. . .Well, what a better place to do it than here - right? Well, I can't get the dumb think to post. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could really use some help and if any of you would be willing to help me - please leave me a comment or email me at birddogswife@suddenlink.net. . .I am supposed to have it posted to the web by tomorrow. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my blogging buddies for your help or prayers that I can get it to work! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8267180247744501819?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8267180247744501819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8267180247744501819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8267180247744501819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8267180247744501819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-does-this-work.html' title='How Does This Work?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1587245670805901670</id><published>2007-03-07T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T16:49:09.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Still working on my project - it will be here soon - I hope. . .Enjoy - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep this in mind when you have something to return and the store gives you a hard time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman went to a K-Mart service counter and told the clerk she wanted a refund for the toaster she bought because it won't work. The clerk told her that he can't give her a refund because she bought it on special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the woman threw her arms up in the air and started screaming, PINCH MY NIPPLES, PINCH MY NIPPLES, PINCH MY NIPPLES!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The befuddled clerk ran away to get the store manager in front of a growing crowd of customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager comes to the woman and asks,"Ma'am what's wrong?" She explained the problem with the toaster, and he also told her that he can't give her a refund because she bought it on special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the woman throws her arms up in the air and screamed, PINCH MY NIPPLES, PINCH MY NIPPLES, PINCH MY NIPPLES!!!" and doing so draws an even bigger crowd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In shock, the store manager pleads, "Ma'am, why are you saying that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a huff, the woman says, BECAUSE, I LIKE TO HAVE MY NIPPLES PINCHED WHEN I'M BEING SCREWED!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd broke into applause and her money was quickly refunded!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1587245670805901670?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1587245670805901670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1587245670805901670&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1587245670805901670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1587245670805901670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/03/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About :)'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-456656919212554553</id><published>2007-03-06T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T06:31:02.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing for Class Project</title><content type='html'>Sorry folks - working on my mid-term for my graphic animation class and am going to be posting my test work on here. . .Let me know what you think and please, please don't laugh to hard at my artwork. . .LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" xml:lang="en" lang="en"&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-456656919212554553?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/456656919212554553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=456656919212554553&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/456656919212554553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/456656919212554553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/03/testing-for-class-project.html' title='Testing for Class Project'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8173133732655296294</id><published>2007-02-27T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:14:42.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SOOOOO PROUD!</title><content type='html'>Bud came in this evening and informed Birddog and I that he has been selected to play in the All-Conference Basketball Game Monday night. . .This is a GREAT honor and we are Really, Really proud of him. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, one of us will miss Bud's deview at the game while he is missing a scheduled Baseball game. . .Scoop will be playing Baseball so one of us will be at the baseball game. . .Scoop has also told us that he will probably be starting on the Varsity team for at least the first two games due to injuries, ineligibility's and Bud being gone. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure don't like it when we have conflicts - but am so glad that we can both support the boys. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season is going to be toooo cooool! ! ! We will actually get to sit in one place and watch both the boys play! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8173133732655296294?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8173133732655296294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8173133732655296294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8173133732655296294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8173133732655296294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-sooooo-proud.html' title='I AM SOOOOO PROUD!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1265627492070774902</id><published>2007-02-26T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:35:06.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blogging Environment</title><content type='html'>Finally! This has been one hectic day - everything I've had scheduled has been turned upside down and inside out. . . That's okay - we all need excitement in our lives - right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://glenyalla.typepad.com/once_upon_a_blog/"&gt;Willowtree&lt;/a&gt; has a list of everyone participating and came up with this Monday's theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMpJ1rBEYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/InUECfIoTks/s1600-h/DSC_3346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMpJ1rBEYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/InUECfIoTks/s320/DSC_3346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035914057333412226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you're not seeing double. Yes, you do see two computers and two TV's. . .Now, the two computers are due to my Flash Program not working on my computer at this blogging station. . .so, brought the other one in because our Wireless router has been giving us fits. . .UG, told you that my world has been upside down. . .lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMpKVrBEZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h7uhcGb5Pj8/s1600-h/DSC_3348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMpKVrBEZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h7uhcGb5Pj8/s320/DSC_3348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035914065923346834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMpKlrBEaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bpCEHVUe5gQ/s1600-h/DSC_3349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMpKlrBEaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bpCEHVUe5gQ/s320/DSC_3349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035914070218314146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqaFrBEbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qbE7XnibhTc/s1600-h/DSC_3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqaFrBEbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qbE7XnibhTc/s320/DSC_3350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035915436017914290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqa1rBEcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1KNgrTJhFRI/s1600-h/DSC_3351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqa1rBEcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1KNgrTJhFRI/s320/DSC_3351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035915448902816194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqbVrBEdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UvlhMj2c_5w/s1600-h/DSC_3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqbVrBEdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UvlhMj2c_5w/s320/DSC_3352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035915457492750802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqblrBEeI/AAAAAAAAAKE/fSSKRtV1-hY/s1600-h/DSC_3353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMqblrBEeI/AAAAAAAAAKE/fSSKRtV1-hY/s320/DSC_3353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035915461787718114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMrdFrBEfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/M6tpmf1R-Tk/s1600-h/DSC_3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMrdFrBEfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/M6tpmf1R-Tk/s320/DSC_3354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035916587069149682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two TV's are due to having an ethernet cable hooked to our router station and Bud and Scoop wanting to play games online with their Playstation - so we have two TV's - one for Birddog and I to watch and one for the boys to play their games until we get something else figured out. . .&lt;br /&gt;You've made a 360 from my blogging corner in the living room. . .Nothing exciting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have a study too! We have hopes of making Bud's room the study/office and building him a room in part of the attic. . .But it all takes time and money. . .so, it will be a little while longer. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMrdVrBEgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LN6e27EgTPw/s1600-h/DSC_3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMrdVrBEgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LN6e27EgTPw/s320/DSC_3356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035916591364116994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the other computer belongs and, hopefully it will be put back here tonight. . .I have WAY TO MUCH CLUTTER going on right now. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been another wonderful "FUN MONDAY". . .Thanks Willowtree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1265627492070774902?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1265627492070774902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1265627492070774902&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1265627492070774902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1265627492070774902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-blogging-environment.html' title='My Blogging Environment'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/ReMpJ1rBEYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/InUECfIoTks/s72-c/DSC_3346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5034077545538380987</id><published>2007-02-25T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:19:13.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Your Curious Teenagers Watch This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/K45m79fEyz8' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='350' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/K45m79fEyz8'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5034077545538380987?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5034077545538380987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5034077545538380987&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5034077545538380987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5034077545538380987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-your-curious-teenagers-watch-this.html' title='Let Your Curious Teenagers Watch This!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5605861151702286711</id><published>2007-02-24T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T05:16:29.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rootin' Tootin'! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.chisholm.k12.ok.us/longhornan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.chisholm.k12.ok.us/longhornan.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my blogging friends, the Longhorns have made it to the third round in District Playoffs - unfortunately, the Ladyhorns are done. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we played a BIG rivalry team and won 57 to 54. . .They darn near tied it tho - - 3 seconds left - one ref turned his back to watch the clock the other watched the ball. . .Close, close - before the kid dribbling down got the ball out of his hands the ref was blowing his whistle calling NO SHOT. . .It's a good thing! The ball SWOOSHED the net. . .We almost wound up in overtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud had me on the edge of my seat. . .2 fouls in the first quarter. . .He sat out for a bit and got another foul in the 2nd quarter but I thought he had broke his arm. . .He HIT the floor and layed their a couple of seconds. . .HE NEVER DOES THAT! ! ! Man, o man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fouled out with 2 minutes left in the 4th quarter. . .boy he played hard. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we play another BIG RIVALRY to move on to Area Playoff next week. . .Alva. . .I've talked about them before. . .It will be a VERY physical ball game. . .(I don't know how much more physical Bud can take - he's bruised all over!). . .But I know that our boys can WIN. . .They just have to keep gelin. . . .  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys teams have not made it this far in playoffs in several years. . .Please do some rootin' and tootin' for them this afternoon at 3:00 p.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5605861151702286711?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5605861151702286711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5605861151702286711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5605861151702286711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5605861151702286711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/rootin-tootin.html' title='Rootin&apos; Tootin&apos;! ! !'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-7665870761901302545</id><published>2007-02-18T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T06:50:27.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Birddog! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RdhlbIOtf7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/g2FYHyk-SVo/s1600-h/My+Birddog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RdhlbIOtf7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/g2FYHyk-SVo/s320/My+Birddog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032884100326588338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back to post pictures once I get them scanned. . .but don't expect anything elaborate (Birddog and I eloped). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Birddog and I celebrate 21 years of married life. . .and, we've been and "Item" for 25. . .There have been ups and downs, but I wouldn't change any of it! We have made some absolutely wonderful memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were married 3 1/2 years before we had Bud. . .Just 10 months after we bought our first house. . . :) We had Scoop 26 months after Bud. . .And have played the roles of mommy and daddy ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is to the man of my life! ! ! Happy Anniversary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-7665870761901302545?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7665870761901302545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=7665870761901302545&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7665870761901302545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7665870761901302545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-anniversary-birddog.html' title='Happy Anniversary Birddog! ! !'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RdhlbIOtf7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/g2FYHyk-SVo/s72-c/My+Birddog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-801303572320030182</id><published>2007-02-17T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T07:41:14.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Week</title><content type='html'>I have got to quit trying to play SuperMom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was absolutely C-R-A-Z-Y! I had quizzes, tests, homework, housework, ball games, and work - - - PLUS After-Prom stuff to do. . .I HAVE TO LEARN TO START SAYING "NO". . .I have been going strong for 2 weeks - something every day and night and need-less-to-say it caught up. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Bud being a Junior this year the class parents are responsible for hosting After Prom. . .This month we have had 2 fundraisers - We held a Bake Sale at the beginning of the month that was just totally awesome! And, one which included Valentine's. . .Sunday 3 of us used the High School Cafeteria and baked cookies. . .Sunday afternoon several of us got together and put together the Valentines - Wednesday morning BrenBren and I blew up balloons and finished those off that had ordered them and then we spent the day delivering them to the Elementary School, Middle School, and High School. . .I never dreamed it would take us sooooo long! ! ! Thank Goodness I have flexible hours and work for some wonderful guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have solicited businesses here for monetary donations or gifts to give away to the kids that attend. . .Seems like every day I think of a business and will call BrenBren to see if a parent signed up to solicit it. . .we did this to avoid hitting people up more than once. . .I thought it was a really good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you wonderful people have ideas for After Prom money raising or activities, please let me know. . . This year we are holding After Prom at the YMCA which will be new and different from what they have done the past couple of years. . .We are saving money and will be able to give the kids a lot nicer gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of contacting businesses for After Prom donations - both the boys brought home Football fundraisers - UG. . .I understand that the coaches are trying to help us as parents save money - but I HATE ASKING PEOPLE FOR MONEY and when do my boys have time to do this? Bud starts Basketball District playoffs tonight - Thursday Regional playoffs start and Scoop is full-swing into Baseball now. And, get this - Bud will play baseball too and the first baseball game is scheduled for March 2nd - if the High School makes it through Regional playoffs (pray and cross your fingers!), Area will be March 1-3. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once May hits - I wanna VACATION!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-801303572320030182?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/801303572320030182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=801303572320030182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/801303572320030182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/801303572320030182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-week.html' title='What A Week'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8945297341630942443</id><published>2007-02-14T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:12:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS YOU!</title><content type='html'>Dear Blogging Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be hit and miss this semester. . .BUMMER. . .I thought I had what was going to be a fairly laid back semester and that is not the case! UG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for not visiting regularly and will visit when I can actually sit down at the computer not having to do homework. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all and hope that I can visit soon! Please, please, please - continue to drop in and say "Hi" - even if I haven't been by your place. . .I hope to get back on track and post at least 3 times a week - but if I don't I hope you understand. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8945297341630942443?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8945297341630942443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8945297341630942443&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8945297341630942443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8945297341630942443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-miss-you.html' title='I MISS YOU!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6369624971380566162</id><published>2007-02-09T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:38:04.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many Are There?</title><content type='html'>This is really fun. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only ONE of me with my married name :) - PHEW - don't think you all could take any more than that. . . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• There are 25,497 people in the U.S. with the first name Shauna. &lt;br /&gt;• Statistically the 1143rd most popular first name. (tied with 35 other first names) &lt;br /&gt;• More than 99.9 percent of people with the first name Shauna are female. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to this website. &lt;a href="http://ww2.howmanyofme.com/"&gt;http://ww2.howmanyofme.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Put in your first and last name and see how many people in the USA have&lt;br /&gt;your name as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't wait to see the results! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6369624971380566162?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6369624971380566162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6369624971380566162&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6369624971380566162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6369624971380566162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-many-are-there.html' title='How Many Are There?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-7168331275797835023</id><published>2007-02-08T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T04:32:48.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"If you want to change the world, it starts with you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-7168331275797835023?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7168331275797835023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=7168331275797835023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7168331275797835023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7168331275797835023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8322300536729669967</id><published>2007-02-07T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:39:52.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Finally Back Home</title><content type='html'>Wow! It has been 6 l-o-n-g months since that lady hit Bud and JJ. . .( &lt;a href="http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/08/repair-begins.html"&gt;Repair Begins&lt;/a&gt;  : &lt;a href="http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/08/repair.html"&gt;Repair Cont.&lt;/a&gt; ) I BET YOU ALL FORGOT! ! ! :)  - Don't blame ya - it's been a L-O-N-G time. Bud and I both had to learn patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truck is FINALLY back in our possession and WELL WORTH THE WAIT. . .&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/Blake%27s%20truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/Blake%27s%20truck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a transformation! Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RcoOjuhprSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/u7gHgDpFU-w/s1600-h/tailgate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RcoOjuhprSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/u7gHgDpFU-w/s320/tailgate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028847940859964706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RcnL7-hprQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/BRtkmasGgZU/s1600-h/DSC_2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RcnL7-hprQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/BRtkmasGgZU/s320/DSC_2814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028774690192731394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the windows tinted last night. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RcnNFuhprRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WEA_MX2OQyg/s1600-h/DSC_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RcnNFuhprRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WEA_MX2OQyg/s320/DSC_3204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028775957208083730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/08/repair-begins.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get it outside once everything has been put back on and get a REALLY good picture. . .I wish I would have had a ride like this when I was kid!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8322300536729669967?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8322300536729669967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8322300536729669967&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8322300536729669967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8322300536729669967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-finally-back-home.html' title='It&apos;s Finally Back Home'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RcoOjuhprSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/u7gHgDpFU-w/s72-c/tailgate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-269353319778202809</id><published>2007-02-01T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T12:54:26.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O V E R L O O O A A A D D D D. . .</title><content type='html'>I think right now I am suffering from an overload of events going on in my regular routine. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seems to be especially bad - we refinanced our house and I feel like a real dumbA$@ because I didn't look over paperwork better and things weren't like they started out. . .So, today I WAS VERY UPSET. . .I called Birddog at work and told him what had happened. . .He is good support, but there are times I wish he would relieve me of some of this stuff. . .I have tried for years to give him the checkbook and let him pay the bills, etc. - but "NO" I get to do it - so when things like today happen - I feel like it is all my fault - even tho I know he could ask questions too. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I think I'm just feeling the overload of events. . .We have been going full speed ahead for the last 3 weeks. . .Between the boys tournaments, craziness at work, After Prom, school, and never-ending housework I am beside myself! This week is basketball homecoming - so guess what? - We made MUMS and GARTERS again. . .Not too many this time. . . .I'm going to suggest fazzing them out. . .We don't sell them - so is it really worth it? I like them for the boys - but in all reality - what are they going to do with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Sunday rolls around we will have been to 5 basketball games this week.. . I have one instructor that EVERY D@$N class she assigns homework and it isn't that it's hard - it's TIME CONSUMING (which I have very little of). . .I hate my Telecommunications class and am still asking myself what I was thinking taking that one - - - and now I have not one but TWO, yes TWO, instructors for my Advanced Entrepreneurship class that is now going to be a pain where I sit. . .Oh, well, I'll just have to deal with it and pray for the best. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, folks, I just had to vent somewhere other than at Birddog or the boys. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my feel sorry for myself day - I am allowed those occasionally right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-269353319778202809?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/269353319778202809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=269353319778202809&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/269353319778202809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/269353319778202809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/02/o-v-e-r-l-o-o-o-a-d-d-d-d.html' title='O V E R L O O O A A A D D D D. . .'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3848450819572343594</id><published>2007-01-30T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:24:19.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb9CtKILhZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tLhHfcImtf4/s1600-h/DSC_2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb9CtKILhZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tLhHfcImtf4/s320/DSC_2875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025809052748973458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb9CtqILhaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LsAPCcSYaC0/s1600-h/DSC_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb9CtqILhaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LsAPCcSYaC0/s320/DSC_2898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025809061338908066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb9CuKILhbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/f1Ngg1dFndw/s1600-h/DSC_2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb9CuKILhbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/f1Ngg1dFndw/s320/DSC_2944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025809069928842674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb88hKILhXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HUpguRnBE-w/s1600-h/DSC_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb88hKILhXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HUpguRnBE-w/s320/DSC_2874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025802249520776562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb88hqILhYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Qk8lbP-2eLY/s1600-h/DSC_2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb88hqILhYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Qk8lbP-2eLY/s320/DSC_2875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025802258110711170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ref's didn't give our boys much of a chance on this one. . .We started with a 12 point lead in the first half and then ALL OF A SUDDEN our boys could do nothing but foul. . . Yea right. . . :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop had a good game. . . He was H O T hot!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3848450819572343594?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3848450819572343594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3848450819572343594&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3848450819572343594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3848450819572343594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-sharing.html' title='More Sharing'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rb9CtKILhZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tLhHfcImtf4/s72-c/DSC_2875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6455031937076179906</id><published>2007-01-28T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T07:25:48.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbzAZaILhUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Ys9eGdyzbA/s1600-h/IMG_4277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbzAZaILhUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Ys9eGdyzbA/s320/IMG_4277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025102826981524802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbzAZ6ILhVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/9XFNJJmTbvc/s1600-h/STW_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbzAZ6ILhVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/9XFNJJmTbvc/s320/STW_2981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025102835571459410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbzAaaILhWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/i-05hYc2lQE/s1600-h/STW_2978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbzAaaILhWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/i-05hYc2lQE/s320/STW_2978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025102844161394018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rby9R6ILhRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YHvzMY0xYDQ/s1600-h/STW_2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rby9R6ILhRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YHvzMY0xYDQ/s320/STW_2194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025099399597622546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rby9SKILhSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xTGih6-MJdw/s1600-h/STW_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rby9SKILhSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xTGih6-MJdw/s320/STW_2312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025099403892589858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rby9SqILhTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0g7vF8arHdM/s1600-h/STW_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rby9SqILhTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0g7vF8arHdM/s320/STW_2284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025099412482524466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6455031937076179906?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6455031937076179906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6455031937076179906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6455031937076179906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6455031937076179906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-sharing.html' title='Just Sharing'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbzAZaILhUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Ys9eGdyzbA/s72-c/IMG_4277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1600190681505108152</id><published>2007-01-28T07:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T07:04:57.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day</title><content type='html'>"The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1600190681505108152?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1600190681505108152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1600190681505108152&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1600190681505108152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1600190681505108152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-7038525032333420398</id><published>2007-01-26T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T04:52:20.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These boys were B-I-G</title><content type='html'>Bud usually makes the other kids look short. . .He's 6'2". . .He looks like a midget! This young man is the same age as Bud and he is 7' tall. . .There were a couple of other boys on the opposing team that were 6'10" and 6'6". . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rbn38KILhNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZbDUq8AeyL0/s1600-h/DSC_2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rbn38KILhNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZbDUq8AeyL0/s320/DSC_2650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024319472191374546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rbn38qILhOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MG1r7gBJwAM/s1600-h/DSC_2654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rbn38qILhOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MG1r7gBJwAM/s320/DSC_2654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024319480781309154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rbn39KILhPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R1fGKGwRCuc/s1600-h/DSC_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rbn39KILhPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R1fGKGwRCuc/s320/DSC_2664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024319489371243762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first team in the tournament. . .Our boys did the best that they could and at one point were within 4 points. . .Unfortunately we lost by 10. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today should be a little easier for height but they are still going to have to play hard for a win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-7038525032333420398?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7038525032333420398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=7038525032333420398&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7038525032333420398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7038525032333420398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/these-boys-were-b-i-g.html' title='These boys were B-I-G'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/Rbn38KILhNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZbDUq8AeyL0/s72-c/DSC_2650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6045598292919126662</id><published>2007-01-24T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:58:59.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=1.8" width="300" height="325" quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2frss%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d1652424%26rf%3d-1&amp;vfver=8&amp;ap=0&amp;extid=-1" wmode="window" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really amazing. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6045598292919126662?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6045598292919126662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6045598292919126662&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6045598292919126662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6045598292919126662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/magic-food.html' title='Magic Food'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1689267469356657274</id><published>2007-01-23T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:17:54.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me - - - PLEASE</title><content type='html'>I got this really neat video in an email and was wanting to share it with everyone - - - but I don't know how to upload to blogger. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! ! ! ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1689267469356657274?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1689267469356657274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1689267469356657274&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1689267469356657274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1689267469356657274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/help-me-please.html' title='Help me - - - PLEASE'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2476991415345644126</id><published>2007-01-22T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:59:13.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through My Front Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbTEo8y967I/AAAAAAAAAE0/t4S3mZoMRtk/s1600-h/House.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbTEo8y967I/AAAAAAAAAE0/t4S3mZoMRtk/s320/House.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022855692218657714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://catchinglight.typepad.com/keeping_my_head_above_wat/&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Vicki&lt;/a&gt; has asked each of to us post our view from our front door. This is going to be so much fun to see what our blogging friends view is every time they open their front door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow made our view prettier than the poor brown grass. . . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to add my front door picture. . . I like Willowtree's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbUHqqILhKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/y-ExT2gIECE/s1600-h/DSC_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbUHqqILhKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/y-ExT2gIECE/s320/DSC_2635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022929388846154914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here is the biggest selling point of our house. . .this is the elementary school. . .Bud was in his second semester of Kindergarten when we bought our house. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbUJQKILhMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nbr5_C9duk0/s1600-h/DSC_2631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbUJQKILhMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nbr5_C9duk0/s320/DSC_2631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022931132602877122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I did add more pics. . .sorry. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2476991415345644126?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2476991415345644126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2476991415345644126&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2476991415345644126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2476991415345644126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/through-my-front-door.html' title='Through My Front Door'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbTEo8y967I/AAAAAAAAAE0/t4S3mZoMRtk/s72-c/House.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8584535648287437042</id><published>2007-01-21T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T07:23:25.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's What I Have Been Doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbODnMy962I/AAAAAAAAAD4/iOmMT5-Wfec/s1600-h/DSC_2476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbODnMy962I/AAAAAAAAAD4/iOmMT5-Wfec/s320/DSC_2476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022502718921370466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbODnsy963I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8kdQEq6PBbI/s1600-h/DSC_2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbODnsy963I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8kdQEq6PBbI/s320/DSC_2556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022502727511305074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbOEGMy964I/AAAAAAAAAEI/0_z7K7OYNNc/s1600-h/DSC_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbOEGMy964I/AAAAAAAAAEI/0_z7K7OYNNc/s320/DSC_2560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022503251497315202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbOEGsy965I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dtMTxC40CoE/s1600-h/DSC_2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbOEGsy965I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dtMTxC40CoE/s320/DSC_2580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022503260087249810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two games scheduled for Saturday but the snow that moved in postponed those. . .Scoop is to finish up his tournament Wednesday afternoon. Bud's game that was to be Saturday night has not been rescheduled. . .He starts another tournament Thursday. . .It's a good thing I love basketball! We are booked up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball is going to be worse! But, both the boys will be at the SAME PLACE, SAME TIME - what a relief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8584535648287437042?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8584535648287437042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8584535648287437042&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8584535648287437042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8584535648287437042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/heres-what-i-have-been-doing.html' title='Here&apos;s What I Have Been Doing'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RbODnMy962I/AAAAAAAAAD4/iOmMT5-Wfec/s72-c/DSC_2476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-9194041491010494763</id><published>2007-01-19T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T05:13:57.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:o</title><content type='html'>Here's a one-question IQ Test to help you decide how you should&lt;br /&gt;spend the rest of your day......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mute who wants to buy a toothbrush.  By imitating the action of brushing one's teeth, he successfully expresses himself to the shopkeeper and the purchase is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if there is a blind man who wishes to buy a pair of sunglasses, how should he express himself?  Think about it first before scrolling down for the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opens his mouth and says. "I would like to buy a pair of sunglasses"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got this wrong please turn off your computer and call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got mine shutting down right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-9194041491010494763?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/9194041491010494763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=9194041491010494763&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/9194041491010494763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/9194041491010494763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/o.html' title=':o'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8243058528115279127</id><published>2007-01-16T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T06:20:14.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Offense - Just Makes Sense!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RazKrsy961I/AAAAAAAAADs/9-KP8XPRSFI/s1600-h/Gun+Owners.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RazKrsy961I/AAAAAAAAADs/9-KP8XPRSFI/s320/Gun+Owners.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020610536719379282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8243058528115279127?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8243058528115279127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8243058528115279127&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8243058528115279127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8243058528115279127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-offensive-just-makes-sense.html' title='No Offense - Just Makes Sense!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RazKrsy961I/AAAAAAAAADs/9-KP8XPRSFI/s72-c/Gun+Owners.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1131692470008442167</id><published>2007-01-15T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T05:05:16.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of a Break</title><content type='html'>We didn't get hammered like a lot of people did. . . Yes! Sorry for those of you who did. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's games are postponed to Wednesday. . .my times will not be conflicting which is a little wierd BUT I WILL TAKE IT! Scoop will play at 11:30 and Bud will play at 3. I should have plenty of time to get back for Bud's game. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still going to be busy, but not as bad. . .YEEESSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can use this evening to get ahead on homework, maybe? :) I'm taking a Telecommunications class and IT IS VERY, VERY BORING. . .My other 3 classes are actually pretty interesting. . .Advertising is going to keep me on my toes! We stay the whole time and do 1 - 2 projects a day. . .PLUS homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a WONDERFUL MONDAY! I must be off to work. . . :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1131692470008442167?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1131692470008442167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1131692470008442167&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1131692470008442167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1131692470008442167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/bit-of-break.html' title='A Bit of a Break'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1093015152855284651</id><published>2007-01-14T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T06:10:58.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather Permitting</title><content type='html'>Boy, this next week is going to be a crazy one - WEATHER PERMITTING. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the weather hasn't been very bad. We have had sleet but none of the freezing rain YET. . . According to the weather forecasters we are supposed to get .5 - 2" of freezing rain, sleet and snow. . .The sleet hasn't been bad - nothing stuck to the trees and power lines. . .if that rain comes in it could be a booger! So let's just hope we get sleet or snow. . . :) It looks like those further east of us could be getting it a lot worse than us. . .Vicki I know you are over there somewhere! I hope it doesn't include you for the electrical outages! Songbird and Tiggerlane - are you included in this mess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next week I will probably not be posting at all - unless the weather doesn't permit us to do what is scheduled. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the weather the tournament Bud is playing in has been rescheduled for Monday and Wednesday. . .He has a ballgame scheduled for Tuesday night and Friday night. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop starts a tournament Monday. He will play Monday, Thursday and Saturday. . .He is supposed to drive Saturday (may have to switch with another group and drive Sunday) to finish his driver's ed course. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night I am supposed to attend an After Prom meeting and Sunday afternoon a Sports Boosters meeting. . .Plus work and school. . . :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birddog is a little upset because he will not be able to attend either of the boys games on Monday. . . I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to watch Bud here at 3 and be 45 minutes away at 4:20 for Scoop. . .It really stinks when the boys have conflicting games! But, I may not have to worry about it if the weather has the roads unsafe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note - MOM'S BRAGGING RIGHTS - both my boys are on the Principal's Honor Roll! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1093015152855284651?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1093015152855284651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1093015152855284651&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1093015152855284651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1093015152855284651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/weather-permitting.html' title='Weather Permitting'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6285936509015738855</id><published>2007-01-11T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T21:30:41.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh What Fun!</title><content type='html'>Vicki had an idea yesterday that perhaps we could post a picture on our blogs of the view from our front door. Willowtree had the idea we post them all on the same day. I thought that was just a fabulous addition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the plan Stan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that all people who are participating can have one central place to see all the front door views, if you want to participate (and I hope you do) email me your blog link and the name of your blog by January 19th and on Monday January 22nd I will post a list of blogs that are participating. We can all post our view from our Front door on the same day, Monday January 22nd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh the nosy side of me is getting very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you can participate email Vicki at prettygirlrodeo at sbcglobal dot net &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your Friends. Announce it on your web blog. Come One! Come All! Post Your View!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6285936509015738855?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6285936509015738855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6285936509015738855&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6285936509015738855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6285936509015738855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-what-fun.html' title='Oh What Fun!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-78314898079327471</id><published>2007-01-10T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T04:41:13.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Ice Storm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RaTe18y96zI/AAAAAAAAADU/_0oUH7nRcOE/s1600-h/Ice.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RaTe18y96zI/AAAAAAAAADU/_0oUH7nRcOE/s320/Ice.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018380903231908658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather forcast is snow and ice for us in the next few days. . .Just a few years ago we had an ice storm that took some time to recover from - no electricity for us for almost a week. . .Rumor has it that it could be that bad again. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting propane so we will have a way to cook should we loose our power. . .We have firewood (more than last time) and plenty of blankets. . .We have meat and potatoes, bacon and eggs so we will be able to eat. . .And, we will fill some coolers with water (we have a well)  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the worst part of the last storm - not being able to shower! UG - yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud is supposed to start playing ball tournament beginning tomorrow - we'll just wait and see what mother nature brings us. . .We won our game last night against Blackwell (2nd win against them) and they are our first game Thursday night in the tournament. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great hump day! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-78314898079327471?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/78314898079327471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=78314898079327471&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/78314898079327471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/78314898079327471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-ice-storm.html' title='Another Ice Storm?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RaTe18y96zI/AAAAAAAAADU/_0oUH7nRcOE/s72-c/Ice.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4833455696789154037</id><published>2007-01-09T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T06:21:20.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>I am sitting in my first class this morning. . .yeehaw! The books aren't in yet and she is babbling on about Flash, the program we're using. Rather boring at the moment, hopefully it will change - I'm gonna learn how to do graphic animations! Maybe I'll be able to jazz up my blog page. . . ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won our ballgame last Friday night - after losing to the team (Fairview) the first time they played them. . .We won by 4 and Bud got to make the last bucket - he said he wanted to dunk it but was afraid it would bounce out so he chose the lay-up. . .LOL. . . We play Blackwell tonight at home. . .we beat them the first time we played them, so they will be coming for revenge. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me for not visiting and blogging on a regular basis right now. . .I promise - things will get settled back down. . .Bud plays in a tournament Thursday, Friday, and Saturday and next week Scoop will play in a tournament. I am hopping from school to work to a ballgame somewhere and then stop in at the house. . .LOL. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4833455696789154037?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4833455696789154037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4833455696789154037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4833455696789154037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4833455696789154037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-477541376854395303</id><published>2007-01-04T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T05:38:49.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HeHe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oklahoma State Trooper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In most of the United States, there is a policy of checking on any stalled vehicle on the highway when the temperatures drop down to single digits or below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 AM, one very cold morning, Trooper Allan Nixon #658 responded to a call there was a car off the shoulder of the road outside Shattuck .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He located the car, stuck in deep snow, and with the engine still running. Pulling in behind the car with his emergency lights on, the Trooper walked to the driver's door to find an older man passed out behind the wheel with a nearly empty vodka bottle on he seat beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver came awake when the Trooper tapped on the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the rotating lights in his rearview mirror, and the State Trooper standing next to his car, the man panicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jerked the gearshift into 'drive' and hit the gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car's speedometer was showing 20-30-40 and then 50 mph, but it was still stuck in the snow, wheels spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trooper Nixon, having a sense of humor, began running in place next to the speeding, but still stationary car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver was totally freaked, thinking the Trooper was actually keeping up with him. This goes on for about 30 seconds, then the Trooper yelled, "Pull over!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man obeyed, turned his wheel and stopped the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the man from Dumas, Texas was arrested, and is probably still shaking his head over the State Trooper in Oklahoma who could run 50 miles per hour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says Trooper's don't have a sense of humor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-477541376854395303?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/477541376854395303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=477541376854395303&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/477541376854395303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/477541376854395303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hehe.html' title='HeHe'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1080915541832269448</id><published>2007-01-04T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T04:43:30.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggrevated</title><content type='html'>Here lately I have been getting really aggrevated. . .I don't know if it's just me or if other people see a lot of these things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birddog and I take care of our own. Our parents don't buy our children's clothes, shoes, athletic camps, etc. - we pay for all of it. . .We have several friends that their parents are constantly helping them, therefore, their kids get to do a lot of things that we have to tell ours that we don't have the money. Needless-to-say I get really upset. I don't want my parents help, the kids are our responsibility - but how do we get them to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not supposed to be envious or jealous -  but IT STINKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1080915541832269448?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1080915541832269448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1080915541832269448&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1080915541832269448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1080915541832269448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/aggrevated.html' title='Aggrevated'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5095505513706286465</id><published>2007-01-03T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T05:30:09.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Back Into the Swing of Things</title><content type='html'>Well, the boys are getting around a little slow this morning. . .today is their first day back to school after their break. . .Can't say that they had much of a break - they had basketball practice almost every day. But, they have a basketball game Friday, so they had to practice to stay on top of things. . .:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start back the 9th. . .yippee. . .Last semester! May 5th at 10:30 a.m. - YES - FINALLY. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spoiled the guys at work by being there all day long (which has been difficult). . .I've gotten a little spoiled to bringing home a little more money too! Boy, I've learned a few more things about mechanical contracting too! Wowzers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping you all can get the lead out of your pants and get back into your normal day-to-day routine. . . :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5095505513706286465?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5095505513706286465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5095505513706286465&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5095505513706286465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5095505513706286465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/getting-back-into-swing-of-things.html' title='Getting Back Into the Swing of Things'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5140584308595439871</id><published>2007-01-02T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:31:25.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Ha ha! I quit having a resolution because I always disappoint myself. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead - I have &lt;em&gt;decided&lt;/em&gt; I want to loose weight this year. . .I feel like I look like the Goodyear blimp and want to loose 50 pounds. . .So, forgive me if I get grouchy. . . :) I don't mean it personally. . .LOL . . .my poor family. . .Almost 3 years ago I quit smoking - I'm finally over all that drama, so now I'll loose the weight that I've put on due to the extra stress that IS NO LONGER IN MY LIFE. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! ! ! I'll take any and all suggestions. . .I'm starting by cutting down on meal size and light exercise. . .I invite all of you that want to join me to do so and let me know - we can complain to one another. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5140584308595439871?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5140584308595439871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5140584308595439871&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5140584308595439871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5140584308595439871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4880314982588202531</id><published>2007-01-01T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:25:54.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RZnCZQhXPaI/AAAAAAAAADA/iPZLd2gpT6A/s1600-h/new+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RZnCZQhXPaI/AAAAAAAAADA/iPZLd2gpT6A/s320/new+year.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015253399241178530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4880314982588202531?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4880314982588202531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4880314982588202531&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4880314982588202531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4880314982588202531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RZnCZQhXPaI/AAAAAAAAADA/iPZLd2gpT6A/s72-c/new+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2387427329262806707</id><published>2006-12-29T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T07:09:42.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I apologize for not visiting and posting, my computer at home is acting up. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope each and every one of you had a wonderful Christmas and here is wishing you all a PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can get things back on track soon. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2387427329262806707?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2387427329262806707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2387427329262806707&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2387427329262806707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2387427329262806707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-589515181770816708</id><published>2006-12-22T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:45:59.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Penny</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've ever heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband's employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so she was enjoying herself immensely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband. He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment. Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him.There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny. He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure. How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she could stand it no longer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She causally mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and was the point of this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at it." He said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Read what it says." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She read the words "United States of America." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, not that; read further." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One cent?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, keep reading." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In God we Trust?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him? Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust IS still in God at that to God; that I do trust in Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, God is patient... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-589515181770816708?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/589515181770816708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=589515181770816708&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/589515181770816708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/589515181770816708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/penny.html' title='The Penny'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5813339011653424307</id><published>2006-12-16T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T19:54:57.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe In Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I love passing things on like this! This is the TRUE MEANING OF GIVING AT CHRISTMAS!&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike         to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;        "Even dummies know that!"&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;    My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with   me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her "world-famous" cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It   had to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" she snorted.... "Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let's go." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun.  "Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through   its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That was a bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait   for you in the car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then she turned and walked out of Kerby's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments, I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to   buy it for.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my         church. I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-two class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker   a coat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat. I didn't get any   change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible) in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and  forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Grandma parked down the st reet from Bobby's house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open.  Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes.         That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were  -- ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   May you always have LOVE to share, HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS that care...And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5813339011653424307?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5813339011653424307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5813339011653424307&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5813339011653424307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5813339011653424307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/believe-in-santa-claus.html' title='Believe In Santa Claus'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4953967938646435467</id><published>2006-12-14T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T04:40:25.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RYFDxW185wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DxHmBpFScy0/s1600-h/Broken+Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RYFDxW185wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DxHmBpFScy0/s320/Broken+Heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008358775837222658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness! I knew that one day Bud and JJ would part ways, but I had no idea how bad Bud's heart would be broken. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is safe to say that JJ was/is Bud's first love. . .They had been a "couple" for almost a year. . .My baby showered the girl with beautiful gifts and kindness. . .I was told many times by other moms how good he was to her - opening the doors, carrying her books, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that Bud's heart is broke and last night he said a lot of things in anger. . .I want the two of them to stay friends. Right now he speaks hatred - I don't like that. . .I know that his heart will mend in time. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest fear - - - what kind of girl will he date next? ! ! ! I'm IN NO HURRY TO FIND OUT! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4953967938646435467?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4953967938646435467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4953967938646435467&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4953967938646435467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4953967938646435467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/broken-heart.html' title='Broken Heart'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RYFDxW185wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DxHmBpFScy0/s72-c/Broken+Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4645734723067305445</id><published>2006-12-12T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T04:40:07.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet you Forgot About this. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6h7RV2n9I/AAAAAAAAACE/fI55V4hiC-I/s1600-h/Blake%27s+truck.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6h7RV2n9I/AAAAAAAAACE/fI55V4hiC-I/s320/Blake%27s+truck.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007617875321987026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember Bud's truck? Here's the before the wreck - clear back on July 28th. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00126.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we had the repair begins. . . .sanding, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6kWRV2n-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zJHscevCemk/s1600-h/DSC_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6kWRV2n-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zJHscevCemk/s320/DSC_1445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007620538201710562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The repair is still ongoing - - - but the cab HAS PAINT! ! ! ! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this cool? I didn't get to go see it with Bud and Birddog (studying - UG) - but they say the blue is absolutely gorgeous! I knew when Mr. Hankey said that the blue was pretty that we had chose the right color. . .(You gotta know the guy. :)  - he doesn't say things like that. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6kXRV2n_I/AAAAAAAAACY/BcYWwfTkc_E/s1600-h/DSC_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6kXRV2n_I/AAAAAAAAACY/BcYWwfTkc_E/s320/DSC_1447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007620555381579762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He still has the bed to work on - but hopefully the end of this week we can bring the cab home and start re-wiring all the power to the windows and Bud has bought neons to put under it. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6kYxV2oAI/AAAAAAAAACg/A92D-GuwO_0/s1600-h/DSC_1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6kYxV2oAI/AAAAAAAAACg/A92D-GuwO_0/s320/DSC_1452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007620581151383554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then when we take it back - we hope to be able to surprise Bud with the FINALLY FINISHED PROJECT. . . This has taken quite a bit longer than we planned - but I think the wait will be WELL WORTH IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finals Week&lt;/strong&gt; - please forgive me for not visiting your blogs. . . I will be hit and miss with my postings this week - but will be thinking about you! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4645734723067305445?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4645734723067305445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4645734723067305445&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4645734723067305445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4645734723067305445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/bet-you-forgot-about-this.html' title='Bet you Forgot About this. . .'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX6h7RV2n9I/AAAAAAAAACE/fI55V4hiC-I/s72-c/Blake%27s+truck.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-7054170615600901886</id><published>2006-12-11T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T04:54:07.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Production</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX1UW8NUN4I/AAAAAAAAABs/ikAi0ZQ-h9s/s1600-h/Tanner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX1UW8NUN4I/AAAAAAAAABs/ikAi0ZQ-h9s/s320/Tanner.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007251113801693058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited my sister's church yesterday to see their Christmas program. . .My neice and nephew are part of the childrens choir and my nephew had a small speaking part. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX1UXcNUN5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ajXXXDZwRM4/s1600-h/Taylor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX1UXcNUN5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ajXXXDZwRM4/s320/Taylor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007251122391627666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the music was upbeat along with the traditional Christmas music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX1TA8NUN3I/AAAAAAAAABY/LtdRH0TXh9w/s1600-h/DSC_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX1TA8NUN3I/AAAAAAAAABY/LtdRH0TXh9w/s320/DSC_1246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007249636332943218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the neatest programs I have ever been to. . .My favorite part was when the little ones came in to set up the nativity scene. . .They were so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-7054170615600901886?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7054170615600901886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=7054170615600901886&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7054170615600901886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7054170615600901886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-visited-my-sisters-church-yesterday.html' title='What a Production'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RX1UW8NUN4I/AAAAAAAAABs/ikAi0ZQ-h9s/s72-c/Tanner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5936873626199406713</id><published>2006-12-10T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T06:24:37.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yX6lQLhDgUw/RXp9tZ0wT9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4KOwN8PEjeg/s200/Project13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yX6lQLhDgUw/RXp9tZ0wT9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4KOwN8PEjeg/s200/Project13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blogging Chicks Carnival this week is being hobsted by Rebecca at &lt;a href="http://rebeccagrabill.blogspot.com/"&gt;Of Making Many Books&lt;/a&gt;. The theme is Holiday Laughter, or Laughter in General.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This carnival is open to everyone. Enjoy! There are so really good stories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5936873626199406713?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5936873626199406713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5936873626199406713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5936873626199406713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5936873626199406713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogging-chicks-carnival-this-week-is_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yX6lQLhDgUw/RXp9tZ0wT9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4KOwN8PEjeg/s72-c/Project13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8333423973082058708</id><published>2006-12-10T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T06:23:37.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared of Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXwYV8NUN0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wcWdK-azXrg/s1600-h/Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXwYV8NUN0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wcWdK-azXrg/s320/Santa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006903650947446594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first this story isn't very funny, but the ending made it worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years after Birddog's sisters had kids, Birddog's dad dressed up as Santa. . .The kids always had a blast when Santa would show up at the front door and have a present for each one of them to open. Santa would hug everyone at the gathering and wish everyone a Merry Christmas as he was leaving. . .The smiles were just wonderful. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had our kids Birddog's dad dressed up till Bud was about 3 (Scoop was 1). We showed up for Christmas and Grandpa wasn't dressing up. . .Now our oldest is 7 years younger than the youngest of Birddog's sister. . .Birddog threw a fit! We didn't get to enjoy Santa showing up to the door that evening. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning as we were getting ready to have Christmas with my family (at our house) - Santa showed up at our front door. . .We answered the door and could hear Santa's big Ho, Ho, Ho. . .Bud ran up to see who was at the door and got HUGE eyes. . .as Santa entered the house, Bud's eyes got bigger and he grabbed holt. . .Once Santa was completely into the living room and started coming towards him, Bud made a bee-line for his bedroom and hid! It took a lot of coxing to get him to come out and see what Santa had forgot to leave! - - -It was so funny! My mom and I chuckle about this every Christmas. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made it all worth not getting Santa the night before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8333423973082058708?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8333423973082058708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8333423973082058708&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8333423973082058708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8333423973082058708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/scared-of-santa.html' title='Scared of Santa'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXwYV8NUN0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wcWdK-azXrg/s72-c/Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3061294125218637350</id><published>2006-12-10T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T05:46:27.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally posting my tag</title><content type='html'>Tiggerlane tagged me several days ago and I am just now getting around to responding with "My Top Ten Simple Pleasures." &lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;1. Family time which is difficult with everything we have going.&lt;br /&gt;2. Listening to Birddog tell me about a prank he or one of the guys at work pulled.&lt;br /&gt;3. Listening to hunting stories when my boys come in from a day out in the field.&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting a good grade on a research paper or test.&lt;br /&gt;5. A CLEAN HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;6. Seeing the light at the end of the tunnel for graduation.&lt;br /&gt;7. Watching my boys play basketball, football, baseball and anything else they wind up in.&lt;br /&gt;8. Laughing with my friends over silly things.&lt;br /&gt;9. Giving and knowing someone will benefit.&lt;br /&gt;10. When Birddog is actually romantic. . . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone is busy, so anyone that would like to do this you've been tagged. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3061294125218637350?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3061294125218637350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3061294125218637350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3061294125218637350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3061294125218637350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally-posting-my-tag.html' title='Finally posting my tag'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5075964328914922119</id><published>2006-12-07T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:35:37.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bud's First Game of the Season. . .</title><content type='html'>Finally, got the pics to load! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjqGsNUNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vze4bwSXv2I/s1600-h/DSC_1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjqGsNUNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vze4bwSXv2I/s320/DSC_1118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006008386489431810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjqeMNUNxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kjtqRB1vZTo/s1600-h/DSC_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjqeMNUNxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kjtqRB1vZTo/s320/DSC_1130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006008790216357650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjq0sNUNyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7Csr5dcSSio/s1600-h/DSC_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjq0sNUNyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7Csr5dcSSio/s320/DSC_1132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006009176763414306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjrHcNUNzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9djFMrL1u-I/s1600-h/DSC_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjrHcNUNzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9djFMrL1u-I/s320/DSC_1137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006009498885961522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5075964328914922119?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5075964328914922119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5075964328914922119&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5075964328914922119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5075964328914922119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/buds-first-game-of-season.html' title='Bud&apos;s First Game of the Season. . .'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uGg7_8qwJyc/RXjqGsNUNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vze4bwSXv2I/s72-c/DSC_1118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5180633429397876301</id><published>2006-12-06T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:01:31.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! Start the Season with a Win!</title><content type='html'>Wow! What a game! ! ! Neck in neck the whole 4 quarters! ! !  Bud scored, but I couldn't tell ya how many points he had. . .lol - I got to involved in the game. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played in Blackwell and TALK ABOUT SOME RUDE FANS! We sat on the Visitor side - like good visitors - and were swarmmed with Blackwell students who - I can not believe - part of them would yell "Ref" and the others would yell "You Suck" when a call was made on the Blackwell team. . .Then they would yell "Bullshit". . .They would yell "Airball" and I can't even remember what else. . .I was fit to be tied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Girls varsity game the girls came over to our side and joined the kids that were already there - which they moved into the section of Blackwell kids - moving them on down the blechers - thank goodness. . .One of the girls from Blackwell started getting all huffy with our kids and I was fixing to step in - enough was enough - they should go to their side right? LOL - actually they need to learn proper sportsmanship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop helped a Buddy film and I guess there was some mom up there that was a total Bitch. . .She started telling the boys that they needed to move the camera and they needed to learn some respect. . .Scoop and TrevDog wouldn't tell me where she was. . .I'm telling you, I had had enough. . .What would happen if we treated their people like that when they came to our school? THEY ARE THE ONES THAT HAVE A FEW THINGS TO LEARN! I still can't believe they allow them to act that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - they had to take a loss with both the boys and girls games - Girls 25 - 23 - Boys 48 - 45. . .Yeah! Longhorns! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictures to come - Blogger won't upload them. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5180633429397876301?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5180633429397876301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5180633429397876301&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5180633429397876301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5180633429397876301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/yeah-start-season-with-win.html' title='Yeah! Start the Season with a Win!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-182137097767599049</id><published>2006-12-04T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T20:51:16.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You have to listen to this! ! ! LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This will have you in stitches! ! ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://howtoprankatelemarketer.ytmnd.com/"&gt;LOL - get back at a telemarketer!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-182137097767599049?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/182137097767599049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=182137097767599049&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/182137097767599049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/182137097767599049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-have-to-listen-to-this-lol.html' title='You have to listen to this! ! ! LOL'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-3279202930870264746</id><published>2006-12-04T04:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T04:52:44.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-3279202930870264746?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3279202930870264746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=3279202930870264746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3279202930870264746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/3279202930870264746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2654764521754330281</id><published>2006-12-01T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T04:35:12.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES, We Got Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/433994/DSC_0922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/320/99866/DSC_0922.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I love it! What a perfect way to start December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys are out of school and are enjoying getting to sleep in. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie, I hope you are able to stay home and not make that drive to Stillwater. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud, got upset with Birddog and I because we wouldn't let him going running around. I remember being the same way and my parents telling me, "It's not you we worry about, it's all the other drivers." Poor Bud, some of that stuff did stick in my head.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wishing you all a warm Friday! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2654764521754330281?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2654764521754330281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2654764521754330281&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2654764521754330281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2654764521754330281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/12/yes-we-got-snow.html' title='YES, We Got Snow!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5500277364082714542</id><published>2006-11-29T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T04:29:16.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/526653/garfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/320/855680/garfield.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5500277364082714542?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5500277364082714542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5500277364082714542&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5500277364082714542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5500277364082714542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4743366309603583465</id><published>2006-11-27T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:30:09.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Info On Clothes Driers</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I received this in an email and felt it was worth sharing. . .I actually cleaned my screen on the lint filter and it was dirty. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The heating unit went out on my dryer!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The guy that fixes things went in to the dryer pulled out the lint filter.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It was clean. We always clean the lint from the filter after every load of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; He told us that he wanted to show us something. He took the filter over to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the sink, ran hot water over it. Now, the lint filter is made of a mesh&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; material - I'm sure you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; know what your dryer's lint filter looks like. WELL...the hot water just&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sat on top of the mesh!!! It didn't go through it at all!!! He told us &lt;br /&gt;&gt; that&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; dryer sheets cause a film over that mesh that's what burns out the heating&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; unit. You can't SEE the film, but it's&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; there. This is also what causes dryer units to catch fire &amp; potentially&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; burn your house down with it! He said the best way to keep your dryer&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; working for a very long&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; time (&amp; to keep your electric bill lower) is to take that filter out &amp; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; wash&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; it with hot soapy water &amp; an old toothbrush (or other brush) at least &lt;br /&gt;&gt; every&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; six months. He said that makes the life of the dryer at least twice as&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; long! How about that???!!!! Learn something new everyday! I certainly&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; didn't know dryer sheets would do that. So, I&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Thought I'd share! Note: I went to my dryer &amp; tested my screen by running&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; water on it. The water ran thru a little bit but mostly collected all the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; water in the mesh screen. I washed it with warm soapy water &amp; a nylon &lt;br /&gt;&gt; brush&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &amp; I had it done in 30 seconds. Then when I rinsed it the water ran right&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; thru the screen! There wasn't any puddling at all! That repairman knew &lt;br /&gt;&gt; what&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; he was talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me if I post a lot of things like this or don't post at all these next few weeks. My semester is winding down and I will be hooked up getting projects finished up, studying for tests and chasing the boys at ballgames. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!  :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4743366309603583465?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4743366309603583465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4743366309603583465&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4743366309603583465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4743366309603583465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/info-on-clothes-driers.html' title='Info On Clothes Driers'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1835029841911568233</id><published>2006-11-22T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T04:45:06.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/Thanksgiving.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/320/Thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I'm a day early but don't know if I'll be able to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving tomorrow! ! ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'TWAS THE NIGHT OF THANKSGIVING&lt;br /&gt;BUT I JUST COULDN'T SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED COUNTING BACKWARDS&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED COUNTING SHEEP&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THE LEFTOVERS BECKONED-&lt;br /&gt;THE DARK MEAT AND WHITE&lt;br /&gt;BUT I FOUGHT THE TEMPTATION&lt;br /&gt;WITH ALL MY MIGHT&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;TOSSING AND TURNING&lt;br /&gt;WITH ANTICIPATION&lt;br /&gt;THE THOUGHT OF A SNACK&lt;br /&gt;BECAME INFATUATION&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SO, I RACED TO THE KITCHEN&lt;br /&gt;FLUNG OPEN THE DOOR&lt;br /&gt;AND GAZED AT THE FRIDGE,&lt;br /&gt;FULL OF GOODIES GALORE&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I GOBBLED UP THE TURKEY &lt;br /&gt;AND BUTTERED POTATOES,&lt;br /&gt;PICKLES AND CARROTS,&lt;br /&gt;BEANS AND TOMATOES.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I FELT MYSELF SWELLING&lt;br /&gt;SO PLUMP AND SO ROUND,&lt;br /&gt;'TIL ALL OF A SUDDEN&lt;br /&gt;I ROSE OFF THE GROUND&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I CRASHED THROUGH THE CEILING,&lt;br /&gt;FLOATING INTO THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;WITH MOUTHFUL OF PUDDING&lt;br /&gt;AND A HANDFUL OF PIE&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;BUT, I MANAGED TO YELL&lt;br /&gt;AS I SOARED PAST THE TREES....&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EATING TO ALL-&lt;br /&gt;PASS THE CRANBERRIES PLEASE&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR STUFFING BE TASTY,&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR TURKEY BE PLUMP,&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR POTATOES 'N GRAVY&lt;br /&gt;HAVE NARY A LUMP,&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR YAMS BE DELICIOUS&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR PIES TAKE A PRIZE,&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR THANKSGIVING DINNER&lt;br /&gt;STAY OFF OF YOUR THIGHS!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR THANKSGIVING BE BLESSED!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1835029841911568233?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1835029841911568233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1835029841911568233&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1835029841911568233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1835029841911568233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/twas-night-of-thanksgiving-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8956936815114037587</id><published>2006-11-21T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T04:54:35.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scoop has 2 down and many more to go</title><content type='html'>Scoop played an AWESOME game last night. . .The 9th grade boys basketball team beat one of their rivals 34 - 23. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/718672/DSC_0687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/968163/DSC_0687.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys might have a coach that doesn't know the game, but I guarantee you, you would have not known that with the way they played. The boys worked so good together last night, they passed, rebounded, and made shots almost as good as the pros - hehe.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/252623/DSC_0697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/361507/DSC_0697.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really wierd to see Scoop jump for the ball. He has always been one of the smaller boys on the team, now he's one of the tallest ones. . . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They play Kingfisher tonight at home and hopefully they will play the game they played last night, rather than the game they gave them last week. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to Bud's first game - 10 days. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you all I LOVE BASKETBALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8956936815114037587?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8956936815114037587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8956936815114037587&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8956936815114037587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8956936815114037587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/scoop-has-2-down-and-many-more-to-go.html' title='Scoop has 2 down and many more to go'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2107545191178699377</id><published>2006-11-20T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T13:07:37.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, 100</title><content type='html'>I never dreamed that my 100th post would be on Bud's toe. . .HeHe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to the chase, it actually looks better than it did! The afternoon turned into a fiasco. . .When we got to the doctor's office they told me that they had been trying to call me all do. . .I found that hard to believe, they didn't call my mother who is my emergency contact. . .Doctor had been called to the hospital and we needed to reschedule - ug! The soonest that they could do it would be Monday, November 27th. . Uh, no. . .#1 Bud's first basketball game is Friday, December 1 and #2 that is Birddog's birthday. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked. . .Called my friend BB and kept asking her what to do. . .Called Birddog and asked him what to do. . .This week is out - - -it's Thanksgiving week! ! ! Good grief! Why didn't they call every # they had?! I could have called another doctor or something! ! ! !I'm fretting and really po'd at this point. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the Urgent Care clinic and explained the situation in hopes that they would say, "Yea, we'll fix it." But "no" - they might or might not treat it. . .Ok, I took the gamble. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, "yes, they fixed his nail!" Thank goodness. . .it's not pretty by any means, but I can't believe how much better it looks! ! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready? See for yourself. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/843511/DSC_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/774092/DSC_0612.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't remove the whole nail and put stuff in the nail bed so that his nail won't grow there anymore. . .You thought the before picture was bad and I'm sure some of you think this picture is bad - YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN WHAT THEY DUG OUT! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll end my post showing what Bud did while Scoop and Birddog went hunting Saturday morning. . .'cuz he couldn't put a shoe on. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/286921/DSC_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/121553/DSC_0598.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/632206/DSC_0601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/555193/DSC_0601.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/942613/DSC_0632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/348076/DSC_0632.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/592684/DSC_0613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/190407/DSC_0613.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2107545191178699377?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2107545191178699377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2107545191178699377&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2107545191178699377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2107545191178699377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/wow-100.html' title='Wow, 100'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6958532277414243854</id><published>2006-11-17T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T04:52:27.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the Day</title><content type='html'>Today Bud gets his toe nail removed. . .He's nervous. MY POOR BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Hoopin' with the Horns, which is a fun night for everyone. The Booster Club sells Taco Salad and Hot Dogs, the Junior High and High School Basketball Players are all introduced, and then to wind up the evening there is a faculty vs. parents basketball game (women and then men). This will be the third year that we have done this and it is really a lot of fun. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We design t-shirts every year and I think this year's is the best yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/559701/Hoopin%20-%20front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/685707/Hoopin%20-%20front.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will be on the front. It will be small and where you would have a pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/669647/HOOPINBACK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6869/3902/200/449672/HOOPINBACK.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the back of the shirt. We had all the basketball players in high school sign their signature and the print company has inlaid these in the basketball. (I can't get that picture to load, so use your imagination). . .Really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, the shirts are red and white tye-dye. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT Friday! ! ! ! Be watching for pics! ! ! Bud's toe, without a nail, will be making it's day view soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6958532277414243854?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6958532277414243854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6958532277414243854&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6958532277414243854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6958532277414243854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the Day'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-1050727734756009719</id><published>2006-11-15T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T04:47:58.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave It Or Not</title><content type='html'>Okay, I scared several of you yesterday with my new added music. . .I actually grabbed attention to Julie in class and that probably wasn't a very good thing. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's my poll - leave the music or go back to my quiet site?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-1050727734756009719?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1050727734756009719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=1050727734756009719&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1050727734756009719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/1050727734756009719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/leave-it-or-not.html' title='Leave It Or Not'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-2220776198302037592</id><published>2006-11-14T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T05:00:52.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scoop's First Game of Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0522.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Kingfisher last night, which is about 45 minutes away, for Scoop's first basketball game of the season. . .We made it with NO INJURIES! ! ! ! yea! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0551.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was really impressed with the way he played, couldn't even tell that he's only been released for a couple of weeks full activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0449.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the boys have played together for a long time now and you can tell. Our Athletic Director, I think that's where I point the finger, doesn't make much sense. . .The poor Freshmen, present and past, never get a REAL basketball coach. They always get one of the assistant football coaches to coach them, which usually means that they don't know the game of basketball. It's sad because they just let that group fall between the cracks and then their sophomore year they are expected to know what they want, and the A.D. just happens to be the Varsity coach. . .How much sense does that make? &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scoop said that him, Bones (11), and Aus (42) were making up plays last night and that at half-time the coach just told them they were doing good and asked them if anyone had anything to say. . .Now, they had made some pretty dumb mistakes - the boys past coach and their future coach would have ripped them from stem to stern about LANE VIOLATION (more than once). . .LOL &lt;br /&gt;The same thing happened to Bud his Freshman year. Bud and his buddy, K, called the plays. . .Pretty dumb if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0530.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well, enough griping, the boys won 25 - 24. . .It was a neck in neck game the whole game, so it is safe to say it was a good game. Everyone got to play except one kid and Scoop didn't know why, I think coach forgot him and he didn't say anything. Scoop says he plays pretty good from what he has seen at practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, Scoop plays in Fairview on Monday, then Kingfisher comes to us on Tuesday. Our season is in FULL SWING. . .and I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The JV and Varsity travel to Newkirk today for a scrimmage. I don't think that Birddog and I are going to be able to make it. I don't get out of class until 4:30 and by the time we make the hour drive they will be close to winding down. If I have to miss something I would rather it be a scrimmage. Bud's first game will be December 1st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you haven't figured it out, Scoop is #25. . .:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-2220776198302037592?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2220776198302037592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=2220776198302037592&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2220776198302037592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/2220776198302037592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/scoops-first-game-of-season.html' title='Scoop&apos;s First Game of Season'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-877929859204993989</id><published>2006-11-13T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T04:37:36.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Could This Happen?</title><content type='html'>The following photos are rather nasty, but I had to share them. . .My boys are avid hunters and we are still in amazement and how this could happen. . .Some DUMBA$$ wasn't paying attention to what he was doing. . .I don't think that I would care to go hunting with that one again and I would probably spread the word that if you want to live it wouldn't be a good idea to hunt the with the DUMBA$$. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, we are VERY BIG on HUNTER'S SAFETY. . .There's enough problems with the government trying to take away guns from the innocent people - this kind of stuff doesn't help (even though it's an arrow). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures following are rather gross but EYE-OPENING. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/bowhunt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/bowhunt4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/bowhunt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/bowhunt2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/bowhunt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/bowhunt3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/bowhunt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/bowhunt1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-877929859204993989?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/877929859204993989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=877929859204993989&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/877929859204993989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/877929859204993989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-could-this-happen.html' title='How Could This Happen?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-6104178846228978737</id><published>2006-11-10T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T06:34:42.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://re3.mm-a6.yimg.com/image/2080475236"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://re3.mm-a6.yimg.com/image/2080475236" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really been pondering what to do here. . .As you all know from prior posts my friend "Farmer" has a daycare out of her home. . .Over the last few months I have really pulled away from doing things with her. . .Not because she isn't fun, but because she is always wanting me to give up my time to help her. . .(meaning leave my job - give up my $ - and go out and watch her daycare kids so she can go do something else). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some of this was so that she could go with her dad to the doctor. . .I understand, trust me and I don't mind helping out a friend. . .But, does it make sense for me to give up my hourly wage (which is probably what she makes for one kid per day) for absolutely nothing? I would NEVER ask a friend to leave their job to help me out for nothing. . .She makes the money. . .Like I said, I don't mind helping out - I've done it. . .But, she has gotten to the point she is making a habit of it. . .In an emergency situation I WOULD DO IT WITHOUT MY COMPLAINTS, but if it can be planned she needs to TAKE THE DAY OFF like she is wanting me to do. . .don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.childcareexpress.org/images/train3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.childcareexpress.org/images/train3.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-6104178846228978737?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6104178846228978737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=6104178846228978737&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6104178846228978737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/6104178846228978737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-would-you-do.html' title='What Would You Do?'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-8278008458702510947</id><published>2006-11-09T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:59:34.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping right into our Next Sport - Basketball</title><content type='html'>Friday night was our last football game of the season. . .Tuesday the boys started basketball practice. . .Tonight, Scoop has an inner squad scrimmage as the freshmen boys have their first game Monday the 13th. . .Wow! ! ! To think, Scoop was just fully released last week. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited and ready. . .Basketball is my all time favorite sport to watch the boys play. . .It's a long season but I LOVE IT! ! !  Both the boys are starters. . .and the assistant basketball coach told me that Scoop and a couple other freshmen are going to be playing some JV ball also. . .YEAH! ! ! That means I get to spend hours at the gymn watching. . . :) I will start with Scoop, then JJ and Ali (girls varsity), and then Bud (boys varsity). . .Be ready - I plan on posting TONS of pics! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/Jessica-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/Jessica-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud had his first PT session yesterday and was given homework. . .He should be able to play just fine. . .We were told that once something like this happens that it is very likely it will happen again - UG. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a WONDERFUL Thursday! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-8278008458702510947?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8278008458702510947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=8278008458702510947&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8278008458702510947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/8278008458702510947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/jumping-right-into-our-next-sport.html' title='Jumping right into our Next Sport - Basketball'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4981857933288333924</id><published>2006-11-08T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:13:57.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera</title><content type='html'>Okay peeps we got a new camera. . . .Yes, that was how I got the picture of Bud's nasty toe. . .Sorry. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mean to seem like I am copying Ree but WOW will it take some SWEET pictures! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures I took of a flower arrangement Bud gave to JJ's mom for her birthday. . .I was playing with the Macro lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0303.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud was shooting some pics with it and got one of Birddog. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/My%20Birddog.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/My%20Birddog.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birddog complained all night long when he couldn't watch Boston Legal due to all the election coverage. . ."Do they not realize that not everyone wants to watch this shit all night long? Cover it on the news and let us watch tv."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware! I will be posting pictures as we learn to use our new toy! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4981857933288333924?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4981857933288333924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4981857933288333924&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4981857933288333924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4981857933288333924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-camera.html' title='New Camera'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-7685642862815831037</id><published>2006-11-07T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:02:24.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUCK!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon I FINALLY got Bud into the doctor for his ingrown toenail (that is infected). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a new doctor and I was impressed. . . He told Bud that he didn't know how he played football with that toe looking like that - he said it had to hurt like Hell. . . Then he asked Bud if he knew how to cut his nails and Bud told him. . .Doc said, "I bet you just tear the nail off don't you" and Bud answered yes - Doc said, "I do to but after seeing that I think I'll practice what I preach." . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware - this pic is GROSS. . .&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor put him on Penicillin for a week and on November 17th he is getting it cut off. . .Yeee OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor is also sending him to Physical Therapy for his shoulder for 2 weeks. . . He told Bud that he would think that was okay because some of the girls there were pretty cute. . .  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Scoop had his first Basketball practice yesterday and did great! ! ! Y E S!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-7685642862815831037?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7685642862815831037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=7685642862815831037&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7685642862815831037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/7685642862815831037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/yuck.html' title='YUCK!'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4160856339895010135</id><published>2006-11-04T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:12:53.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Ball - 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0356.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0356.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Winter Ball. . . &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0379.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud went to JJ's and they had a candlelit meal. . .Mac &amp; J joined them for dinner and they all went to the dance together. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0381.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0381.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0386.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0386.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop's group met up down the street. . .In my opinion Ali was the prettiest girl there. . .(Silly, you'll approve of this girl - just like JJ very athletic). . .Birddog and I like her (don't care for her momma but that's nothing). . .lol&lt;br /&gt;The tie looks really good with the dress - don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0374.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0375.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0375.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the girls corsages - JJ's left, Ali's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/JJ%27s%20Corsage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/JJ%27s%20Corsage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/Ali%27s%20Corsage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/Ali%27s%20Corsage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all looked so nice! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4160856339895010135?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4160856339895010135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4160856339895010135&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4160856339895010135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4160856339895010135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/winter-ball-2006.html' title='Winter Ball - 2006'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-5065277969321446258</id><published>2006-11-04T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T14:28:02.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season Over</title><content type='html'>Last night the Longhorns played their last football game of the season. . .We drove to Perkins, Oklahoma and played their first game on their new field in their new complex. . .Wow, what a setup! Really nice. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, our boys lost: 36 - 6. . .We had 4 starters on the sidelines with injuries. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I got to watch my boys play the last football game. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC_0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC_0226.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop was pretty much a given, that when he got to where he could walk he would be the Camera-man (white stocking hat). . .They've been pleased with his work - thank goodness. . .&lt;br /&gt;And, YES, unfortunately that is Bud with the red stocking hat on. . .He separated his left shoulder Thursday at practice. . .There is no surgery or anything that can be done. . .His arm is in a sling to relieve the pulling on the muscles and give it time to heal. . .  :(  We were really bummed. He planned on playing nothing but defense last night, but after they warmed up and started stretching the coaches sent him to the locker room to get dressed. . .He couldn't play. . .Coach Chad told me that Bud really wanted to play but the coaches decided as a whole that Bud was trying to be to tough (he had tears in his eyes when they were stretching). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bummer but I am getting geared up for Basketball. . .and I was really glad that the decision was made by the coaches. . .I was worried. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-5065277969321446258?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5065277969321446258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=5065277969321446258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5065277969321446258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/5065277969321446258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/football-season-over.html' title='Football Season Over'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972053.post-4611277925077760565</id><published>2006-11-01T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T05:03:44.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/1600/DSC00217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6869/3902/200/DSC00217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is KiKi. . .She was one of the many kiddos that visited our door last night. . .How do you like my photography skills? (I gave KiKi red-eye. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she made her rounds through the neighborhood, she came back and helped me hand out candy. . .and boy, did we hand out some candy! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ didn't make it to our house until 8:00 last night. . .The girls basketball team scrimmaged and they didn't get done till late. . .Bummer. . .Bud did help a little and JJ got with the program when she got here :). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some really cute costumes. . .I saw the cutest Dracula. . .He was a little bitty guy! ! ! And let me tell ya what, his mom did a fantastic job getting him ready. . He had the PERFECT V-hair and all ! ! ! I didn't get pictures of the kids, it was coooollllldddd and they were all moving rather fast. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little lady that gives out popcorn balls every year did it again. . .KiKi gave Bud hers! ! ! He was one happy boy. . .I told him to go to her house and just tell her that he missed them. . .LOL . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss taking the kids out to play make-believe. . .but then again, as cold as it was and remembering freezing at times I didn't miss it that much. . .LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31972053-4611277925077760565?l=birddogswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4611277925077760565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31972053&amp;postID=4611277925077760565&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4611277925077760565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31972053/posts/default/4611277925077760565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birddogswife.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-night.html' title='What A Night'/><author><name>Shauna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438491994354399537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1257/3486/320/DSC00193.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
