<?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-96317585851268574</id><updated>2012-01-28T00:52:20.033-06:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Cloth Diapers'/><category term='WTF Wednesday'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Toddlers'/><category term='Jamie'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Roses and Thorns'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='30 Day Challenge'/><category term='Belly Pics'/><category term='Flashback Friday'/><category term='Monday Mingle'/><category term='So What'/><category term='Vlog'/><category term='1st Birthday'/><category term='Saturday Morning Scene'/><category term='Baby Gear'/><category term='He said/She said'/><category term='Tasty Tuesday'/><category term='Letters to my mom'/><category term='Project MILF'/><category term='Vegas'/><category term='It&apos;s OK Thursdays'/><title type='text'>The juice is worth the squeeze.....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>574</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2981389348764537118</id><published>2012-01-27T07:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:44:42.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just go with</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No offense Rachael McAdams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I'm pretty sure if I woke up in hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Channing Tatum was claming to be MY husband....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1vyVW3eMYQ/TyIgi7ZKAxI/AAAAAAAAC28/_Yqz4cFF70s/s1600/Channing-Tatum-580x435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1vyVW3eMYQ/TyIgi7ZKAxI/AAAAAAAAC28/_Yqz4cFF70s/s640/Channing-Tatum-580x435.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rw9kghE-ALY/TyIgmAp2vHI/AAAAAAAAC3E/Jt0o9JiMUbQ/s1600/channing-tatum-gq-06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="640px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rw9kghE-ALY/TyIgmAp2vHI/AAAAAAAAC3E/Jt0o9JiMUbQ/s640/channing-tatum-gq-06.jpg" width="500px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wouldn't be asking any questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just Sayin'﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more reason I'll be dragging the hubs to see The Vow!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday Peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iiBQoVuWIvA/Tx9RWSRQPbI/AAAAAAAAC20/C65gctzT04w/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="640px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iiBQoVuWIvA/Tx9RWSRQPbI/AAAAAAAAC20/C65gctzT04w/s640/001.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1358718412906948653?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1358718412906948653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1358718412906948653&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1358718412906948653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1358718412906948653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Almost} Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iiBQoVuWIvA/Tx9RWSRQPbI/AAAAAAAAC20/C65gctzT04w/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7590363284210173229</id><published>2012-01-24T07:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:53:08.435-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project MILF'/><title type='text'>Project MILF Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now that I'm trying to bring the skinnies back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought it only appropriate to revive Project MILF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not sure if it's going to be a weekly thing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or just from time to time to check in, let you all keep me accountable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of course to share some of the BIG milestones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've officially completed my first week on Weight Watchers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may not win me any awards, but they always say the first week is the hardest and I passed with flying colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Down 6.2 pounds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep, got my first 5 pound gold star.&amp;nbsp; The first of many to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always nice to put up some big numbers that first week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can honestly say it's been pretty easy so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never feel hungry or like I'm not getting enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know how you're usually starving at first on a diet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't have that.&amp;nbsp; I started getting nervous I was doing something wrong, or eating too much even though I was supposedly within my daily points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think my crutch was knowing I could always have&amp;nbsp;fruits&amp;nbsp;or veggies&amp;nbsp;if I needed it.&amp;nbsp; But you know what?&amp;nbsp; I didn't need it.&amp;nbsp; I made sure to make smart choices with my meals so I would stay fuller longer.&amp;nbsp; And it worked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know this long journey is going to have lots of ups and downs, plenty of road blocks and challenges....but I feel like I'm off to a solid start and I'm feeling more confident everyday that I can {and will} do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7590363284210173229?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7590363284210173229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7590363284210173229&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7590363284210173229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7590363284210173229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/project-milf-returns.html' title='Project MILF Returns'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6064403353967391665</id><published>2012-01-23T07:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:09:01.788-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>Messy Mom Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week two of my favorite ladies, &lt;a href="http://www.dudeandsweets.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.brittsbeat.com/"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt;, decided to team up together and bring the blogging world something awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtzP8UB-LHk/TxzNc7BgnEI/AAAAAAAAC14/27HUYgGeuyM/s1600/messymom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtzP8UB-LHk/TxzNc7BgnEI/AAAAAAAAC14/27HUYgGeuyM/s1600/messymom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A chance for us moms to show our messy homes on the Interwebs for all to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can't think of a better way to make myself feel more human than to know I'm not alone in this battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;That I'm not the only one whose house &lt;strike&gt;is a mess&lt;/strike&gt; isn't perfect.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And if you've been reading long enough, you know I'm no stranger to showing off my less than&amp;nbsp;stellar housekeeping skills.&amp;nbsp; Remember this &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-morning-scene-disaster.html"&gt;Saturday Morning Scene&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What can I say...I like airing out my dirty laundry for all the world to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So without further adieu...I share with you what my house looked like Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiHumEBra5E/TxzOehq9a7I/AAAAAAAAC2g/jUfU_i1383E/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiHumEBra5E/TxzOehq9a7I/AAAAAAAAC2g/jUfU_i1383E/s640/009.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;First off, the stairs.&amp;nbsp; Which is apparently where my son likes to store his socks and random collection of balls.&amp;nbsp; {Balls.&amp;nbsp; Hehe}&amp;nbsp; Cause this isn't an accident waiting to happen.&amp;nbsp; Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jy2pJ3dE8js/TxzNjhsALKI/AAAAAAAAC2A/gAp7zp2Prvk/s1600/005a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jy2pJ3dE8js/TxzNjhsALKI/AAAAAAAAC2A/gAp7zp2Prvk/s640/005a.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah.&amp;nbsp; The family room.&amp;nbsp; AKA where it constantly looks like&amp;nbsp;a toy store vomited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Now at first glance, this giant mess appears to all be Jamie's fault.&amp;nbsp; {aren't they all}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;But don't you worry, upon further examiniation you will noticed the highligthed areas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The random {empty}&amp;nbsp;target bag on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The hubs coffee mug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Some clean diapers chilling on the couch that desperately needed to be folded and put away. {3 days ago}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Coupons.&amp;nbsp; Cause keeping them on the couch ensures you may actually use them. {fat chance}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;And of course not one but TWO pairs of my shoes.&amp;nbsp; Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;So see, the adult people of this house are just as&amp;nbsp;much to blame as the little person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and don't mind the hooded man.&amp;nbsp; He apparently wanted no part in sharing our clutter with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3dp-CoUsSk4/TxzNxemYd7I/AAAAAAAAC2I/-LpoyUVPHfg/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3dp-CoUsSk4/TxzNxemYd7I/AAAAAAAAC2I/-LpoyUVPHfg/s640/006.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kitchen island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not gonna lie.&amp;nbsp; This lovely piece of furniture that I &lt;em&gt;had to have&lt;/em&gt; has never once been actually used to cut and prep food as I had oh so intended.&amp;nbsp; Instead it's where things go to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That brown grocery sack?&amp;nbsp; It's been there since I went to the store....last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those 2 stacks of bills/tax crap?&amp;nbsp; Been there since 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See that Target bag with the mysterious black box popping out?&amp;nbsp; That's a mail organizer I bought over a week ago so the aforementioned stacks of crap would stop piling up on my island.&amp;nbsp; {Yeah....so that's &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; been put to good use}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's see....what else.&amp;nbsp; Oh, one of Jamie's art projects.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love macaroni art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some thank you notes I still haven't written....from Christmas. {Better late than never right?}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And 2 random glasses...and a towel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS&amp;nbsp; All of this years (and lasts years) Christmas cards are also in this picture, conveniently blocked by the grocery bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FFG2X7tjENo/TxzN_BX4qnI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/-436l-Ix-Z8/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FFG2X7tjENo/TxzN_BX4qnI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/-436l-Ix-Z8/s640/007.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The guest room.&amp;nbsp; Which actually looks pretty presentable...until you look against the far wall where you will see FIVE bags overflowing with clothes my child no longer fits into.&amp;nbsp; I keep saying I'm going to go through them and decide what I really want to save.&amp;nbsp; Donate/give away the rest.&amp;nbsp; But let's be honest, it will probably all still be there just in time to welcome baby #2. {circa 2013ish}&amp;nbsp; Let's hope it's a boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkgwzsSMDj8/TxzONFzp7iI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/OyQFmJjHeQI/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkgwzsSMDj8/TxzONFzp7iI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/OyQFmJjHeQI/s640/008.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And last but not least.&amp;nbsp; Our bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank god we have a sleigh bed, otherwise we may actually have to hang up all those clean clothes....in the closet.&amp;nbsp; {Overrated}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey! At least they made it out of the basket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&amp;nbsp; Can we still be friends?&lt;br /&gt;Please go link up too so I feel like less of slob!&lt;br /&gt;Happy {messy} Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6064403353967391665?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6064403353967391665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6064403353967391665&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6064403353967391665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6064403353967391665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/messy-mom-monday.html' title='Messy Mom Monday'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtzP8UB-LHk/TxzNc7BgnEI/AAAAAAAAC14/27HUYgGeuyM/s72-c/messymom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1191643529150769545</id><published>2012-01-20T07:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T07:48:23.085-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He said/She said'/><title type='text'>He Said....She Said</title><content type='html'>He Said:&amp;nbsp; Ohhh, let's go put on comfy clothes &lt;br /&gt;and watch Vampire Diaries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;She Said: {Gives hubs the side eye}&lt;br /&gt;Ummm....only if we can gossip &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and braid each others hair first....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Said:&amp;nbsp; Shut up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;You know you love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;She Said:&amp;nbsp; True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my husband and his fabulous&amp;nbsp;taste in crappy chic tv!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1191643529150769545?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1191643529150769545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1191643529150769545&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1191643529150769545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1191643529150769545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/he-saidshe-said.html' title='He Said....She Said'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-3953915163742120674</id><published>2012-01-18T07:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:27:05.722-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project MILF'/><title type='text'>No day like today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've seen a few people talking about their one word for 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't even have to think twice before I immediately knew what mine was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That probably sounds kind of selfish to some, but to be a better mom, a better wife, a better friend....I have to be a better "me" first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So on Saturday I finally took the first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkTIPC_W4A4/TxTyOqftB2I/AAAAAAAAC1M/2EJAhczdEOk/s1600/WW" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkTIPC_W4A4/TxTyOqftB2I/AAAAAAAAC1M/2EJAhczdEOk/s320/WW" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I attended my first Weight Watchers meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know myself and something that was online only wasn't going to work for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need that accountability.&amp;nbsp; That motivation.&amp;nbsp; And I can't think of a better way to achieve success, than&amp;nbsp;knowing once a week I have to step my &lt;strike&gt;fat&lt;/strike&gt; ass on a scale in front of someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was tempted to take the "fast and easy" route like I'd done in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some extreme diet where you practically starve yourself or cut out entire food groups just to get results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I've been there done that.&amp;nbsp; And while they work in the short term, they obviously don't last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here, weighing the most I've ever weighed, not counting pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm tired all the time.&amp;nbsp; I get winded going up a few flights of stairs.&amp;nbsp; And I just feel gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to make a permanent change, even if it means slower results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to go on a "diet."&amp;nbsp; I want to fix the unhealthy relationship I have with food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I eat with I'm bored.&amp;nbsp; Sad.&amp;nbsp; Angry.&amp;nbsp; Happy.&amp;nbsp; Depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food is&amp;nbsp;pretty much my answer to everything and I don't want to teach those habits to my child(ren).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also don't want to be overweight&amp;nbsp;and pregnant again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people might not understand why anyone would want to work hard to lose weight, only to turn around and get pregnant....but&amp;nbsp;I'd rather not&amp;nbsp;carry around unnecessary pounds for another year or so to then just add on top of it.&amp;nbsp; It's just not healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here&amp;nbsp;goes nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One step closer to a new&amp;nbsp;{healthier} me and it feels great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm actually excited about this and finally have the spark that's been missing for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a few days in and I already have more energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel satisfied after I eat instead of being so full I almost feel sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's amazing once you start paying attention to what you eat, how much you&amp;nbsp;realize you were overindulging before.&amp;nbsp; It's a wonder I didn't weigh 300 pounds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a long road ahead of me, but I hope at the end it's the last time I have to take this journey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border: 0px currentColor;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3953915163742120674?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3953915163742120674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3953915163742120674&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3953915163742120674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3953915163742120674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-day-like-today.html' title='No day like today'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bkTIPC_W4A4/TxTyOqftB2I/AAAAAAAAC1M/2EJAhczdEOk/s72-c/WW' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-4371659927806417244</id><published>2012-01-17T07:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:52:12.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Global Warming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This winter has been weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like constant temps in the 60s weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll take it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week we had a brief cold snap and for the first time I actually had to pull out my winter coat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jamie wasn't so sure what to think of the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What little bit we got that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKJ48WutdNU/TxTz-yfTPyI/AAAAAAAAC1k/3NMzLGlprLo/s1600/snow" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKJ48WutdNU/TxTz-yfTPyI/AAAAAAAAC1k/3NMzLGlprLo/s640/snow" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then just FOUR days later, the snow is gone and we're at the park in jeans and t-shirts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1R39my3Oq6E/TxTz7IKAGJI/AAAAAAAAC1U/Olz311Hipr4/s1600/park" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1R39my3Oq6E/TxTz7IKAGJI/AAAAAAAAC1U/Olz311Hipr4/s640/park" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm by NO means complaining....just makes me nervous for when it finally decides to show up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unless mother nature has finally answered my prayers that winter sucks and we can just go ahead and skip it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doubtful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact now I'm pretty sure that just when I'm really itching for spring we're probably going to get some massive blizzard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But until then, I'm going to enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeEMQMdHFf4/TxTz9Mh1onI/AAAAAAAAC1c/XlJGkfRKlRU/s1600/park2" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeEMQMdHFf4/TxTz9Mh1onI/AAAAAAAAC1c/XlJGkfRKlRU/s640/park2" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday Friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-4371659927806417244?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/4371659927806417244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=4371659927806417244&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4371659927806417244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4371659927806417244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-you-global-warming.html' title='Thank you Global Warming'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKJ48WutdNU/TxTz-yfTPyI/AAAAAAAAC1k/3NMzLGlprLo/s72-c/snow' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2304155167953501577</id><published>2012-01-10T07:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:51:00.126-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><title type='text'>I'm a big boy now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jamie turned 17 months old yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Pretty soon we're going to be counting down to 2 which is way to hard for this mama to believe!&amp;nbsp; Did you hear that time?&amp;nbsp; Slow down!&amp;nbsp; And contrary to my husband's beliefs he's not throwing up gang signs.&amp;nbsp; We've been working on counting, so now when you say one....he says "TWO!" and tries to hold up his fingers.&amp;nbsp; He seems to favor his thumb and pointer finger....just like my mom.&amp;nbsp; What a goof!&amp;nbsp; Here's&amp;nbsp;what else we've&amp;nbsp;been up too this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuDxmRkqKGI/TwutW5k2czI/AAAAAAAAC08/T1tScTdCR1Q/s1600/17months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="324px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuDxmRkqKGI/TwutW5k2czI/AAAAAAAAC08/T1tScTdCR1Q/s640/17months.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just when I thought he couldn't act any more grown up....yesterday he walked into the bathroom, tugging at his pants and pointing at the toilet saying "poo-poo mama, poo-poo!"&amp;nbsp; I about died.&amp;nbsp; Just to see what would happen, we actually sat him up on the potty.&amp;nbsp; Nothing happened, not that I'm surprised,&amp;nbsp;but the fact that he's even shown any interest or understanding at all has this mama excited!&amp;nbsp; So just for fun we busted out&amp;nbsp;the ole potty and set it up so he could get used to seeing it around.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh_gClMqLHQ/TwutsqME73I/AAAAAAAAC1E/EFa3bpAorN8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh_gClMqLHQ/TwutsqME73I/AAAAAAAAC1E/EFa3bpAorN8/s320/001.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'm not pulling out the big boy undies anytime soon, but what the heck, might as well get the ball rolling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I think it's safe to say I no longer have a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2304155167953501577?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2304155167953501577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2304155167953501577&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2304155167953501577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2304155167953501577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-big-boy-now.html' title='I&apos;m a big boy now!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuDxmRkqKGI/TwutW5k2czI/AAAAAAAAC08/T1tScTdCR1Q/s72-c/17months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6072546671451173739</id><published>2012-01-09T08:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:08:01.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>By the numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the past 18 days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've taken 3 trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We've travelled 2722 miles through 7 states&amp;nbsp;for a total of 45 hours in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZzmCHbZY80/TwphIIzMZkI/AAAAAAAAC0c/OM8jXhvKO2o/s1600/maps.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZzmCHbZY80/TwphIIzMZkI/AAAAAAAAC0c/OM8jXhvKO2o/s320/maps.PNG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've spent 10 nights away from home and slept in 3 different beds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Plus our fair share of naps&amp;nbsp;in the car)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOP1rNZ5wc8/Twpg_PB3gOI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6MIJNqzSCAk/s1600/carnaps.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOP1rNZ5wc8/Twpg_PB3gOI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6MIJNqzSCAk/s320/carnaps.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've celebrated 2 holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_fXH8NHL4g/TwphhiDYcjI/AAAAAAAAC0k/I7j-Ku0u8Io/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a_fXH8NHL4g/TwphhiDYcjI/AAAAAAAAC0k/I7j-Ku0u8Io/s320/017.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and 1 anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9A_g8G4Bbi4/Twpg6E7VcYI/AAAAAAAAC0E/iWgidZlnYLo/s1600/anny.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9A_g8G4Bbi4/Twpg6E7VcYI/AAAAAAAAC0E/iWgidZlnYLo/s320/anny.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've read all 3 books in the Hunger Games Trilogy thanks to my Christmas gift from Santa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(aka my inlaws :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8rHAu6c764/TwphDhPbB9I/AAAAAAAAC0U/LG3SRZA8-Ew/s1600/kindle.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8rHAu6c764/TwphDhPbB9I/AAAAAAAAC0U/LG3SRZA8-Ew/s320/kindle.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to 1 college bowl game where we watched our K-State Wildcats admit defeat against the Arkansas Razorbacks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(PS&amp;nbsp; They sure do lose that pig a lot.&amp;nbsp; If I ever have to here them "call the hogs"&amp;nbsp;again it will be too soon!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDY_HrL2LcY/Twphwxl1ksI/AAAAAAAAC0s/7sYNvL8HPCQ/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDY_HrL2LcY/Twphwxl1ksI/AAAAAAAAC0s/7sYNvL8HPCQ/s320/013.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we did it all with our savvy little traveller in tow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cKcprzChBo/Twpj4HSxELI/AAAAAAAAC00/LCO1-T42orI/s1600/TDJamie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cKcprzChBo/Twpj4HSxELI/AAAAAAAAC00/LCO1-T42orI/s320/TDJamie.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So if you're wondering where I've been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now ya know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;It's so good to be HOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6072546671451173739?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6072546671451173739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6072546671451173739&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6072546671451173739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6072546671451173739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/by-numbers.html' title='By the numbers'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZzmCHbZY80/TwphIIzMZkI/AAAAAAAAC0c/OM8jXhvKO2o/s72-c/maps.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-3994713215124684045</id><published>2012-01-02T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T08:53:42.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2011 has come and gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another 365 days behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't say I'm too sad to see it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasn't that it was a horrible year, but there wasn't anything extraordinary that happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was dull.&amp;nbsp; Lackluster.&amp;nbsp; Like living on autopilot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like an entire year has passed me by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want more for 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to actually live it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make changes.&amp;nbsp; Improve relationships.&amp;nbsp; Most importantly improve myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After my mom died I feel like anything I had planned got put on the back burner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went into survival mode, burying myself in the mundane tasks of everyday life to avoid having to feel anything.&amp;nbsp; I've walked around in a bit of a fog, a&amp;nbsp;smile on my face to get by, but that's about&amp;nbsp;all I've done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got by.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything basically gets the bare minimum because it's all I have to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I deserve better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family deserves better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom would want better for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not usually one for New Year's resolutions, but I couldn't think of a better time for change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or a better time to stop avoiding life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The time is now and I'm looking forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A New Year.&amp;nbsp; A fresh start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3994713215124684045?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3994713215124684045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3994713215124684045&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3994713215124684045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3994713215124684045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2012/01/looking-forward.html' title='Looking forward'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-4479316131719126698</id><published>2011-12-31T08:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:07:03.521-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Three years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three years ago....&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early because I&amp;nbsp;was too excited to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was drinking mimosas with my best friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Putting on the prettiest dress I've probably ever wear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking deep breaths as I waited....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To walk down the aisle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and say "I do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2rJAlK9ydc/Tv8VQ4X6IdI/AAAAAAAACz0/9XwWzVzYjD4/s1600/0375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2rJAlK9ydc/Tv8VQ4X6IdI/AAAAAAAACz0/9XwWzVzYjD4/s400/0375.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today....&lt;/div&gt;I woke up early because I heard calls of "mama, mama!" coming from across the hall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'll be lucky to finish my cup of coffee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And yoga pants are about as fancy as it will get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But I wouldn't want it any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today I'll spend the day with not just one man, but two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All because three years ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;said "I do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0AxV6iiZHXQ/Tv8ViM5W31I/AAAAAAAACz8/Zntq2afR2LY/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0AxV6iiZHXQ/Tv8ViM5W31I/AAAAAAAACz8/Zntq2afR2LY/s400/040.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Mr. EyeCanSee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The best is yet to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-4479316131719126698?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/4479316131719126698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=4479316131719126698&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4479316131719126698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4479316131719126698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/three-years-ago.html' title='Three years ago'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2rJAlK9ydc/Tv8VQ4X6IdI/AAAAAAAACz0/9XwWzVzYjD4/s72-c/0375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1760881966307531869</id><published>2011-12-22T09:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:02:24.074-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He said/She said'/><title type='text'>He Said/She Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She Said: I don't think I should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;where this shirt anymore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He Said:&amp;nbsp; Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She Said:&amp;nbsp; It's kinda low.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I feel like my boobs are busting out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He Said:&amp;nbsp; And this is a problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men.&amp;nbsp; Some days I think a 12 year old boy lives within them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px! important; border-left-width: 0px! important; border-right-width: 0px! important; border-top-width: 0px! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1760881966307531869?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1760881966307531869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1760881966307531869&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1760881966307531869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1760881966307531869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-saidshe-said.html' title='He Said/She Said'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2166496057919920646</id><published>2011-12-21T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T11:36:11.997-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><title type='text'>My little Picasso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever since Jamie graduated to the Toddler room every week or so he comes home with an art project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We proudly display each one on our fridge and admire our sons vast artistic abilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because this is what came home yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVMCoOxl0po/TvIYImhI0zI/AAAAAAAACzo/iGiP4xQ4vGE/s1600/Jamie.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVMCoOxl0po/TvIYImhI0zI/AAAAAAAACzo/iGiP4xQ4vGE/s320/Jamie.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the guessing games begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully he's not old enough to know any better, because neither my husband nor I are entirely sure what exactly this is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We see his foot prints.&amp;nbsp; We got that part.&amp;nbsp; But past that we got nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A tree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some mistletoe?&amp;nbsp; Get it...mistle-"toes"﻿?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, it's a stretch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry kid, but it looks like you inherited your art skills from your mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2166496057919920646?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2166496057919920646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2166496057919920646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2166496057919920646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2166496057919920646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-little-picasso.html' title='My little Picasso'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVMCoOxl0po/TvIYImhI0zI/AAAAAAAACzo/iGiP4xQ4vGE/s72-c/Jamie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7244441518600679985</id><published>2011-12-20T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T11:30:21.804-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Making Christmas Memories!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/"&gt;From Mrs to Mama&lt;/a&gt; again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week we're talking about Christmas Traditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love this!&amp;nbsp; I have a lot from when I was a kid and I can't wait to start some new ones with Jamie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's just a few of the things I have up my sleeve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching the Plaza lights turn on Thanksgiving night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QQ8J6PDTZw/TtRf2pbj_oI/AAAAAAAACsg/FfQQdZ2DMbQ/s1600/Plazalights2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QQ8J6PDTZw/TtRf2pbj_oI/AAAAAAAACsg/FfQQdZ2DMbQ/s640/Plazalights2.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one started when my parents bought their condo here in Kansas City.&amp;nbsp; We all bundle up, grab some hot chocolate or Irish coffee and walk down to the Plaza.&amp;nbsp; It's such a fun way to kick off the holiday season.&amp;nbsp; Jamie's already managed to see it twice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elf on a Shelf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Of25_oFo-8/Tu66maRsmqI/AAAAAAAACzA/dXshADW5u74/s1600/elf.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Of25_oFo-8/Tu66maRsmqI/AAAAAAAACzA/dXshADW5u74/s320/elf.png" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure by now you've all heard about this infamous little elf and all his crazy shenanigans.&amp;nbsp; Obviously Jamie is still a little young for it, but after seeing all the fun creative things parents have done&amp;nbsp;on blogs and twitter, I can't WAIT until we can join in the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Advent Wreath/Calendar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pKeqavDokuw/Tu66hMJPoiI/AAAAAAAACy4/HZAuKASdM64/s1600/Advent-Wreath-011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pKeqavDokuw/Tu66hMJPoiI/AAAAAAAACy4/HZAuKASdM64/s1600/Advent-Wreath-011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Growing up we always had an advent wreath.&amp;nbsp; Every night at dinner we'd light the candles and say the special prayer.&amp;nbsp; It's really important to me that my kids know the real reason we celebrate Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I really hate how&amp;nbsp;commercialized it's all become&amp;nbsp;so I will do anything&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;can to help them remember the true spirit of Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Jams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hubs and I actually started this one the first year we were dating.&amp;nbsp; We picked out cheesy PJs to exchange on Christmas Eve.&amp;nbsp; We then proceeded to wear them the ALL Christmas day.&amp;nbsp; {Church excluded of course}&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to be casual and just lounge around all day.&amp;nbsp; Since then we've done it every year.&amp;nbsp; Once Jamie gets older I want his new PJs to be the one gift that gets opened Christmas Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Polar Express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEROrZ5IMG4/Tu66rCGW3vI/AAAAAAAACzI/r129TzrFPHc/s1600/the-polar-express.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEROrZ5IMG4/Tu66rCGW3vI/AAAAAAAACzI/r129TzrFPHc/s1600/the-polar-express.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This has been my favorite book for as long as&amp;nbsp;I can remember.&amp;nbsp; Several years ago my best friend bought me a beautiful hardback edition that I've hung on to, just waiting to have&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;kids&amp;nbsp;of my own.&amp;nbsp; Every year on Christmas Eve I want to read it together as a family.&amp;nbsp; One year I would also LOVE to head down to Branson where every holiday season they have an actual Polar Express train.&amp;nbsp; Kids wear their PJs and take a train ride to the North Pole to see Santa&amp;nbsp;just like in the book.&amp;nbsp; How cool is that??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Pickle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHznAzntU9Y/Tu66t6sBcNI/AAAAAAAACzQ/MLV603WNzJA/s1600/pickle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHznAzntU9Y/Tu66t6sBcNI/AAAAAAAACzQ/MLV603WNzJA/s1600/pickle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw this in a store years and years ago and immediately knew its something I wanted to do with my own family some day.&amp;nbsp; Apparently it's a German American&amp;nbsp;tradition where you hide this {pickle} ornament in the tree and the first one to find it either gets a special gift or gets to open the first gift.&amp;nbsp; What a fun way to get a little competition going Christmas morning!&amp;nbsp; I have visions of my children practically knocking the tree down to try and see who finds it first.&amp;nbsp; I can.not wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what traditions new or old does your family do?&lt;br /&gt;Link up and tell us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGeuToyocWo/TtjjqW6x61I/AAAAAAAABbE/o-DdoHivKV0/s1600/christmas.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px! important; border-left-width: 0px! important; border-right-width: 0px! important; border-top-width: 0px! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7244441518600679985?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7244441518600679985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7244441518600679985&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7244441518600679985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7244441518600679985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/making-christmas-memories.html' title='Making Christmas Memories!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QQ8J6PDTZw/TtRf2pbj_oI/AAAAAAAACsg/FfQQdZ2DMbQ/s72-c/Plazalights2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-4238439120543575399</id><published>2011-12-19T08:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:06:57.686-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><title type='text'>Sleep?  What's that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sickies have officially made their way into the EyeCanSee house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday night while getting my hair done my phone rings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the hubs.&amp;nbsp; Jamie has a 103 degree fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKrgXagZIU/Tu6_76M958I/AAAAAAAACzY/Fz81XEREjPU/s1600/sickJ" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKrgXagZIU/Tu6_76M958I/AAAAAAAACzY/Fz81XEREjPU/s320/sickJ" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So Friday I took the day off and spent it with my sick lil man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clingy doesn't even begin to describe him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I even think about putting him down, he's crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes sleep interesting for all involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Needless to say there hasn't been much of it going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least we've gotten in some extra mama snuggles this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fyqfuhxPzl8/Tu6_8gpsRtI/AAAAAAAACzg/e5jPEj5TU1I/s1600/snuggles" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fyqfuhxPzl8/Tu6_8gpsRtI/AAAAAAAACzg/e5jPEj5TU1I/s320/snuggles" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But&amp;nbsp;now, just as Jamie seems to be on the mend...I have that faint tickle in my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one that's going to linger for a few days before turning into a full nightmare leaving me on death's door just in time for our 12 hour trip to Ohio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; That one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm loading up on the vitamin C and zinc in a vein attempt to avoid what's inevitably going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fingers crossed it works!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mama can NOT be sick for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-4238439120543575399?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/4238439120543575399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=4238439120543575399&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4238439120543575399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4238439120543575399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/sleep-whats-that.html' title='Sleep?  What&apos;s that?'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKrgXagZIU/Tu6_76M958I/AAAAAAAACzY/Fz81XEREjPU/s72-c/sickJ' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-968343260888880758</id><published>2011-12-15T08:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:11:18.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><title type='text'>1987 called.  It wants its VCR back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jamie decided we live in the 21st century and no longer have any use for our VCR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Case in point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notice anything missing??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look closer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nI3J_16pBmk/TulngE-pvXI/AAAAAAAACyg/4E-cdLVm650/s1600/VCR1" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nI3J_16pBmk/TulngE-pvXI/AAAAAAAACyg/4E-cdLVm650/s640/VCR1" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And once said volume knob was removed, it only made sense to give it a new home right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's see what we can come up with.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl3Z0ZFyU1E/Tulnir-8-yI/AAAAAAAACyo/sXKvQus1C7Q/s1600/vcr2" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl3Z0ZFyU1E/Tulnir-8-yI/AAAAAAAACyo/sXKvQus1C7Q/s640/vcr2" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yep.&amp;nbsp; INSIDE the VCR.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All thanks to this hysterically laughing {and apparently massively drooling}&amp;nbsp;toddler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good thing he's cute....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kozXg6YL2w/TulnmbtSxaI/AAAAAAAACyw/GoKjF55ntMU/s1600/laughing" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kozXg6YL2w/TulnmbtSxaI/AAAAAAAACyw/GoKjF55ntMU/s640/laughing" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So folks, for the 2nd week in a row I find myself quoting &lt;a href="http://www.iloveyoumorethancarrots.com/"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood =&amp;nbsp;2. MrsEyeCanSee = 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-968343260888880758?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/968343260888880758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=968343260888880758&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/968343260888880758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/968343260888880758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/1987-called-it-wants-its-vcr-back.html' title='1987 called.  It wants its VCR back.'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nI3J_16pBmk/TulngE-pvXI/AAAAAAAACyg/4E-cdLVm650/s72-c/VCR1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1791682259736787804</id><published>2011-12-13T07:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T07:13:31.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas! {link up}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello all!&amp;nbsp; Back for another week of link ups with &lt;a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/"&gt;Mrs to Mama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This time we're showcasing out holiday decor, inside and out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So without further adieu, I present to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas at the EyeCanSee's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our icicle lights and my personal fave, the Christmas Tree Balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to an end of the season sale last year we gained 3 more including one lone red!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the garland on the railing is actually lit ALL the way around this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last Christmas we were ghetto and only half was lit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19Lslj4T_4U/TuatBUMFboI/AAAAAAAACyI/o0iFZtozTYk/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19Lslj4T_4U/TuatBUMFboI/AAAAAAAACyI/o0iFZtozTYk/s640/038.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After another crafting fail....my ornament wreath bit the dust so I picked up this baby from Target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only $8!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wL75ETVAKZ0/TuaskGRbhuI/AAAAAAAACx4/XPM4MpkPW6k/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wL75ETVAKZ0/TuaskGRbhuI/AAAAAAAACx4/XPM4MpkPW6k/s640/015.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;What?&amp;nbsp; You don't dress up your crazy metal mouselike creature?&amp;nbsp; Truth be told there's also a hat, but I couldn't get it to fit right over his ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_eZdoDQ9g4s/TuasHIetP0I/AAAAAAAACxo/cK37TnsjHtA/s1600/Xmas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_eZdoDQ9g4s/TuasHIetP0I/AAAAAAAACxo/cK37TnsjHtA/s640/Xmas1.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree!&amp;nbsp; AKA Jamie's new favorite toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ2sDwY7Y8M/Tuasy-CZcWI/AAAAAAAACyA/UvQkQSbxbik/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ2sDwY7Y8M/Tuasy-CZcWI/AAAAAAAACyA/UvQkQSbxbik/s640/032.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I really love all the Santa "Believe" things that have become so popular!&amp;nbsp; It's a nice change of pace from the usual "Joy" and "Peace."&amp;nbsp; And there's my half assed attempt at a card display.&amp;nbsp; Next to the tree, it's Jamie's favorite accessory.&amp;nbsp; I can't tell you how many times I've had to re-hang it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNGhPdmTnqI/TuasPaKPsdI/AAAAAAAACxw/jB6G_gSxcIU/s1600/Xmas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNGhPdmTnqI/TuasPaKPsdI/AAAAAAAACxw/jB6G_gSxcIU/s640/Xmas2.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love our tall fireplace, but sometimes I wish it had a mantle.&amp;nbsp; There are only 3 little step shelves so when it comes time to add more stockings I'm not sure how that's going to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwEXmUU0rA/Tua4u7mk4LI/AAAAAAAACyQ/QROrxt97IMg/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwEXmUU0rA/Tua4u7mk4LI/AAAAAAAACyQ/QROrxt97IMg/s640/012.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kitchen table and my Christmas countdown!&amp;nbsp; As of today only 12 days to go!&amp;nbsp; Every morning Jamie and I change it, I ask where Santa is and he walks right over and&amp;nbsp;points to him.&amp;nbsp; Still working on the "ho-ho-ho!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icd64NA0xs8/Tua4xLHIjII/AAAAAAAACyY/NZRN0ZJNjPQ/s1600/xmas3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icd64NA0xs8/Tua4xLHIjII/AAAAAAAACyY/NZRN0ZJNjPQ/s640/xmas3.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="112px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGeuToyocWo/TtjjqW6x61I/AAAAAAAABbE/o-DdoHivKV0/s320/christmas.png" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So there you have it.&amp;nbsp; A little peek into our Christmas wonderland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Make sure you go and link up your decorations today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1791682259736787804?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1791682259736787804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1791682259736787804&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1791682259736787804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1791682259736787804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like Christmas! {link up}'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19Lslj4T_4U/TuatBUMFboI/AAAAAAAACyI/o0iFZtozTYk/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-9194878269455136568</id><published>2011-12-12T08:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:18:01.036-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><title type='text'>My little ham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLiOzMq65Yg/TuVksLGqx-I/AAAAAAAACxg/QDuOI0YuOlA/s1600/16+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321px" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLiOzMq65Yg/TuVksLGqx-I/AAAAAAAACxg/QDuOI0YuOlA/s640/16+months.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a little "Fluff" on the ole Blog for a Monday!&lt;br /&gt;At least it's finally looking a bit more festive round&amp;nbsp; here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-9194878269455136568?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/9194878269455136568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=9194878269455136568&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/9194878269455136568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/9194878269455136568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-little-ham.html' title='My little ham'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLiOzMq65Yg/TuVksLGqx-I/AAAAAAAACxg/QDuOI0YuOlA/s72-c/16+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1767932596728108046</id><published>2011-12-08T09:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:08:26.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><title type='text'>Motherhood: It's not for the faint of heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night started out much like any other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left work, picked up Jamie, came home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made tacos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made Chex Mix.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok so that's kind of out of the ordinary, but mama was craving some chex mix like woah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, after making a complete mess of the kitchen, Jamie and I made our way downstairs to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was at this point that I realized something had died in my sons pants and he was in need of a diaper change like yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was only 6:15....a little early for bath time, but I figured what the heck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seemed silly to put on a new diaper for only 20 minutes knowing bedtime was close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So upstairs we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got Jamie all undressed, cleaned up the massacre in his pants and put him on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surely a boy who has just peed AND pooped can be trusted for a little nakey time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went down the hall to turn on the tub and see&amp;nbsp;Jamie's naked butt toddling into our bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No biggie, he probably wants to play with the phone or root through my sock drawer&amp;nbsp;or dig the tennis racket out of the closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, usual Toddler debauchery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like clockwork, as soon as the tub water is on I hear manic laughter and footsteps coming down the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it must be told that the amount of time that's past since I saw naked butt in our bedroom to turning on the faucet is maybe 60 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sure enough here he comes.&amp;nbsp; But what is that on his leg?&amp;nbsp; And his hand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that chocolate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh dear god PLEASE be chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DontbepoopDontbepoopDontbepoop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sniff his hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep poop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All over his legs.&amp;nbsp; Hands.&amp;nbsp; And face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I clean him up.&amp;nbsp; Brush his teeth.&amp;nbsp; Twice.&amp;nbsp; Get his PJs on and then reluctantly enter &lt;strike&gt;our bedroom&lt;/strike&gt; the crime scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I saw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And laughed.&amp;nbsp; Cause really....what else can you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In 60 seconds my son managed to take a poop (and pee) in the dogs bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently he was just marking his spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿In the infinite words of &lt;a href="http://www.iloveyoumorethancarrots.com/"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motherhood = 1.&amp;nbsp; Mrs EyeCanSee = 0.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1767932596728108046?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1767932596728108046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1767932596728108046&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1767932596728108046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1767932596728108046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/motherhood-its-not-for-faint-of-heart.html' title='Motherhood: It&apos;s not for the faint of heart'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8536536625385794454</id><published>2011-12-06T08:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:15:36.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I think I've been extra good this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you noticed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well just in case you hadn't and&amp;nbsp;needed any ideas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's a few things on my {fantasy} wish list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-v-aBLRTPI/Tt2aL9MlUdI/AAAAAAAACsw/1nwsz_WvyNo/s1600/mkwatch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-v-aBLRTPI/Tt2aL9MlUdI/AAAAAAAACsw/1nwsz_WvyNo/s1600/mkwatch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Kors Tortoise Jet Set Watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's even better in person Santa.&amp;nbsp; Trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPA41WtlQfQ/Tt2adslP69I/AAAAAAAACtQ/sWJck1Bbk5Y/s1600/etoile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPA41WtlQfQ/Tt2adslP69I/AAAAAAAACtQ/sWJck1Bbk5Y/s320/etoile.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tiffany Etiole Ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause this girl needs some new wedding bling that's work appropriate and this looks like it would work under gloves perfectly.&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8SfBRUHxcM/Tt2aOTBoJcI/AAAAAAAACs4/CIzUKAFP0Ug/s1600/fryeboot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8SfBRUHxcM/Tt2aOTBoJcI/AAAAAAAACs4/CIzUKAFP0Ug/s1600/fryeboot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of Frye Veronica Slouch Boots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sigh*&amp;nbsp; Aren't they beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IkbCJobNfrU/Tt2aSIDlHTI/AAAAAAAACtA/Fy61SHrBgs8/s1600/KS-kindle-lifestyle-patentpink-lrg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IkbCJobNfrU/Tt2aSIDlHTI/AAAAAAAACtA/Fy61SHrBgs8/s320/KS-kindle-lifestyle-patentpink-lrg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Pink/Polka Dot Kate Spade Kindle cover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know for the Kindle you got me last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wait?&amp;nbsp; What's that?&amp;nbsp; You didn't buy my a Kindle last year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welp, better add that to the list too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmB8kJ6o2i4/Tt2aWNZ29dI/AAAAAAAACtI/qCp-iFxfh4Q/s1600/redcoach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmB8kJ6o2i4/Tt2aWNZ29dI/AAAAAAAACtI/qCp-iFxfh4Q/s1600/redcoach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Red Patent Leather Coach Bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because who doesn't want a fun purse for the holiday season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course.&amp;nbsp; The grand finale of all gifts which will probably be eternally on my wish list unless you win the lottery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55WrZQHPeWU/Tt2b6CJtzhI/AAAAAAAACtY/ZCjuGHGCimk/s1600/Canon-EOS-Rebel-T3i-600D-Digital-SLR-Camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55WrZQHPeWU/Tt2b6CJtzhI/AAAAAAAACtY/ZCjuGHGCimk/s320/Canon-EOS-Rebel-T3i-600D-Digital-SLR-Camera.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Canon Rebel T3i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't she a beaut Clark?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well Santa, I think that about does it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Want to post your fantasy {or real} Christmas Wish list?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Link up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGeuToyocWo/TtjjqW6x61I/AAAAAAAABbE/o-DdoHivKV0/s1600/christmas.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8536536625385794454?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8536536625385794454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8536536625385794454&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8536536625385794454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8536536625385794454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa....'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-v-aBLRTPI/Tt2aL9MlUdI/AAAAAAAACsw/1nwsz_WvyNo/s72-c/mkwatch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1146323362485046678</id><published>2011-12-01T14:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:48:57.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s OK Thursdays'/><title type='text'>It's OK....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week has flown by!&amp;nbsp; And holy crap it's December!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.brunchwithamber.com/"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.acompletewasteofmakeup.com/"&gt;Neely&lt;/a&gt; today for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-26tim2AF8rU/TtflulASSaI/AAAAAAAACso/5kHWz2XwJVk/s1600/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-26tim2AF8rU/TtflulASSaI/AAAAAAAACso/5kHWz2XwJVk/s1600/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Its OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....To be totally bummed when your favorite bloggers don't post everyday even though your own blogging regularity isn't exactly stellar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That by Monday everyone in our house was ready to get back to work and "school."&amp;nbsp; I didn't get to see it, but apparently as soon as Jamie saw his daycare&amp;nbsp;friend Mallory&amp;nbsp;he gave her a big hug.&amp;nbsp; My son.&amp;nbsp; What a flirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That this week our dinners have consisted of leftovers, frozen pizza and hotdogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That the inside of our house it completely Christmafied, but I still have 2 {molding} pumpkins on the porch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....To be a little miffed it was just assumed I wanted to participate in my works Secret Santa.&amp;nbsp; I don't mean to be a scrooge, but the hubs and I don't even exchange gifts in an effort to minimize the holiday spending....why would I want to spend $20 on a co-worker I've never even met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That 90% of the time Jamie still eats with his hands.&amp;nbsp; We're working on the whole silverware thing, but honestly as long as he's eating those green beans, I don't really give a crap how they get into his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That I spent a good portion of the morning scouting out people to join in my children's book exchange.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the thought of 36 FREE books takes precidence over silly work stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That I still haven't bought a single Christmas gift.&amp;nbsp; In fact, my side of the family hasn't even drawn names yet.&amp;nbsp; So even if I wanted to start shopping, I wouldn't know who to by for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿....That I never win at Words with Friends.&amp;nbsp; In fact I usually get my ass beat, but I still love to play.&amp;nbsp; I kinda hate when people resign just because they're going to lose.&amp;nbsp; It's a game people.&amp;nbsp; Who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That while playing said game I tried three times to spell "laser" L-A-Z-E-R and was getting pissed when it kept telling me it wasn't a word.&amp;nbsp; Guess it's no real surprise why I lose so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....That we have no real plans to go all out on gifts for Jamie this year.&amp;nbsp; He still doesn't know the difference and I'm sure the Grandparents will buy MORE than enough.&lt;br /&gt;....That it's December 1 and my blog still thinks it's summer.&amp;nbsp; One of these days I will get around to changing up my look!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy {almost} Friday Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1146323362485046678?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1146323362485046678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1146323362485046678&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1146323362485046678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1146323362485046678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-ok.html' title='It&apos;s OK....'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-26tim2AF8rU/TtflulASSaI/AAAAAAAACso/5kHWz2XwJVk/s72-c/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2442203082602929769</id><published>2011-11-29T07:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T07:45:32.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey, Toilet Paper and Couch Forts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite holiday has come and gone and now we're officially in the Christmas season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the record I did not step foot inside a single store or shopping mall this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I also have yet to buy a single Christmas gift.&amp;nbsp; Some people like the thrill of Black Friday.&amp;nbsp; I like the thrill of those last minute bargains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh the pressure and craziness of Christmas!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, it's why I've come to love Thanksgiving so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sure as a kid Christmas was awesome, all I did was show up and get tons of gifts.&amp;nbsp; What not to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As an adult though?&amp;nbsp; It's stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving however is a holiday surrounded by friends, family and tons of food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No shopping required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's a holiday I can get on board with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And boy did we!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sat too close to the TV to take in the Macy's Day Parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSs1eLFmTLI/TtRcJkS4ZlI/AAAAAAAACr4/IxqMT5M9rOo/s1600/Macys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="640px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSs1eLFmTLI/TtRcJkS4ZlI/AAAAAAAACr4/IxqMT5M9rOo/s640/Macys.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wore goofy turkey shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7QbgMy9sCA/TtRcG0ok4SI/AAAAAAAACrw/OaZWEGve47E/s1600/JamieTurkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="640px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7QbgMy9sCA/TtRcG0ok4SI/AAAAAAAACrw/OaZWEGve47E/s640/JamieTurkey.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We ate.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paFeVOMy4CY/TtRf1guqjUI/AAAAAAAACsY/Cy8WzOaIzEY/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paFeVOMy4CY/TtRf1guqjUI/AAAAAAAACsY/Cy8WzOaIzEY/s640/005.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We drank.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-338oSNr7hig/TtRdVWEAcRI/AAAAAAAACsA/uwHNUUGdlIw/s1600/QueenCup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="360px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-338oSNr7hig/TtRdVWEAcRI/AAAAAAAACsA/uwHNUUGdlIw/s640/QueenCup.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We enjoyed time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nKGcOPCrXA/TtRdXGn938I/AAAAAAAACsI/i2wvvJd5PMg/s1600/Thanksgiving2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="360px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nKGcOPCrXA/TtRdXGn938I/AAAAAAAACsI/i2wvvJd5PMg/s640/Thanksgiving2011.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We kicked off the holiday season with a trip down to the Plaza for the annual lighting ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{along with the rest of Kansas City}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QQ8J6PDTZw/TtRf2pbj_oI/AAAAAAAACsg/FfQQdZ2DMbQ/s1600/Plazalights2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="216px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QQ8J6PDTZw/TtRf2pbj_oI/AAAAAAAACsg/FfQQdZ2DMbQ/s640/Plazalights2.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x7BuOINwYUs/TtRa1qzxiII/AAAAAAAACro/YT3atjE4gJ0/s1600/plaza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="588px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x7BuOINwYUs/TtRa1qzxiII/AAAAAAAACro/YT3atjE4gJ0/s640/plaza.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We watched football&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RIJLH9-9Ufo/TtRZnbYTZyI/AAAAAAAACrQ/j32TZFbgX9g/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RIJLH9-9Ufo/TtRZnbYTZyI/AAAAAAAACrQ/j32TZFbgX9g/s640/035.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;unrolled entire rolls of toilet paper when mom and dad weren't looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InF0wU87F84/TtRaaKQkiAI/AAAAAAAACrY/zvzTApJAlQQ/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InF0wU87F84/TtRaaKQkiAI/AAAAAAAACrY/zvzTApJAlQQ/s640/036.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And at the end of a long weekend, we tore apart the couch and built a fort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-86Pi9qff9no/TtRa0BXfagI/AAAAAAAACrg/SZkzhxdJ2eA/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-86Pi9qff9no/TtRa0BXfagI/AAAAAAAACrg/SZkzhxdJ2eA/s640/042.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Needless to say, this weekend was nothing but perfect.&lt;/div&gt;Now bring on Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2442203082602929769?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2442203082602929769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2442203082602929769&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2442203082602929769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2442203082602929769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-toilet-paper-and-couch-forts.html' title='Turkey, Toilet Paper and Couch Forts.'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSs1eLFmTLI/TtRcJkS4ZlI/AAAAAAAACr4/IxqMT5M9rOo/s72-c/Macys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-3595662592928521660</id><published>2011-11-23T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:21:01.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He said/She said'/><title type='text'>He Said/SheSaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She Said:&amp;nbsp; I think we need to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jamie a new pair of shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;....his toes are touching the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He Said:&amp;nbsp; Looks like we get to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;go shoooppping tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She Said:&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you mean Friday?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As in BLACK Friday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yeah, hell no, that's like a death sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSecbEFb--M/Ts0MwSohUuI/AAAAAAAACrI/7zVRP2vnSgI/s1600/black-friday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="295px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSecbEFb--M/Ts0MwSohUuI/AAAAAAAACrI/7zVRP2vnSgI/s320/black-friday.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy {almost} Thanksgiving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3595662592928521660?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3595662592928521660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3595662592928521660&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3595662592928521660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3595662592928521660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-saidshesaid.html' title='He Said/SheSaid'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tSecbEFb--M/Ts0MwSohUuI/AAAAAAAACrI/7zVRP2vnSgI/s72-c/black-friday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7580378206242371197</id><published>2011-11-18T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T11:42:56.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Canvas Prints {review}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back in August, yes August, Easy Canvas Prints contacted me with an awesome opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All I had to to was write up a quick review and in return would receive a FREE 11x14 canvas of one of my favorite pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easy enough right?&amp;nbsp; Well I dropped the ball and it got buried in my inbox never to be thought of again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fast forward to a few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to print off some of my favorite family photos that we just had done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then I remembered Easy Canvas Prints will turn your &lt;a href="http://www.easycanvasprints.com/pictures-on-canvas/"&gt;photos to canvas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I quickly dug through my emails until I found it and sure enough the offer still stood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Five minutes later I was uploading my picture to their site and within a few days this beauty showed up on my doorstep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was seriously that easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlZrOSD2kh8/TsM0P3r5GjI/AAAAAAAACrA/dd_FMkDbpx4/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlZrOSD2kh8/TsM0P3r5GjI/AAAAAAAACrA/dd_FMkDbpx4/s320/001.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thinking I need to start filling up our blank walls with more canvas!&amp;nbsp; A collage wall perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't checked out Easy Canvas Prints before you definitely should, they won't disappoint!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's your lucky day because if you "like" them on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/EasyCanvasPrints"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; you will automatically receive 50% off your next order and free shipping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the holidays coming, you can't really beat that deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;***As stated above, I was compensated with a free canvas print for writing this review. ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7580378206242371197?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7580378206242371197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7580378206242371197&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7580378206242371197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7580378206242371197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/easy-canvas-prints-review.html' title='Easy Canvas Prints {review}'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlZrOSD2kh8/TsM0P3r5GjI/AAAAAAAACrA/dd_FMkDbpx4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-9052176147000732027</id><published>2011-11-17T10:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:23:57.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously {Thursday}?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time for another edition of Seriously?! Thursday brought to you by the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/"&gt;From Mrs. to Mama&lt;/a&gt;!﻿&lt;br /&gt;Head on over and link up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; Could my child get any cuter?&amp;nbsp; We have a train that runs by our house pretty often and now whenever we're outside and Jamie hears it, he gets all excited and starts saying "Beeep, Beeeep!"&amp;nbsp; I'm working on "Choo-Choo" but it's still seriously adorable.&amp;nbsp; I love that kid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; Last year I decided at the last minute I had to have a Thanksgiving shirt for Jamie so I paid an arm and a leg to get one from Etsy.&amp;nbsp; I swore next&amp;nbsp;year I'd be better prepared.&amp;nbsp; This year I went back and forth if he was too old for the cutsey personalized stuff.&amp;nbsp; I've finally decided I have to have one.&amp;nbsp; So here I am again, the week before Thanksgiving, scouring for anyone who can still make one in time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; Thanksgiving is a week away??&amp;nbsp; Where has November gone??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; My neighbor has had their Christmas lights on for a week already.&amp;nbsp; Drives me bonkers.&amp;nbsp; Respect the Turkey people!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; We had not one, not two, but THREE leaking pipes in our basement.&amp;nbsp; Two of which were leaking and causing wet, mold spots in our ceiling.&amp;nbsp; Special.&amp;nbsp; $481 later I now have 3 fixed pipes and 2 new holes in my ceiling.&amp;nbsp; We'll just add that to our ever growing list of walls/ceilings that need to be patched.&amp;nbsp; If one more thing goes wrong in the house I may &lt;strike&gt;burn it down&lt;/strike&gt; scream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; I've had my new iPhone for less than a week and I'm already obsessed.&amp;nbsp; I now understand why everyone loves them.&amp;nbsp; My case came yesterday, it's Tiffany Blue and looks ah-mazing with the white.&amp;nbsp; I think I'm in love.&amp;nbsp; Oh and Siri?&amp;nbsp; We're BFF's.&amp;nbsp; If only she could clean.&amp;nbsp; And fix plumbing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; How did I live 30 years without Words with Friends? (User name MrsEyeCanSee if you wanna play!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously?!&amp;nbsp; While flipping through an FAO Schwartz catalog I saw a ride on elephant for $650?!?&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; What child needs a ride on elephant...for 650 dollars?!&amp;nbsp; What's even more ridiculous is the ride on zebra which was $750 because it was BIGGER than the Elephant.&amp;nbsp; Right.&amp;nbsp; Cause in the real world zebras ARE bigger than elephants.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; WTF.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What are&amp;nbsp;you saying Seriously?! too this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-9052176147000732027?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/9052176147000732027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=9052176147000732027&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/9052176147000732027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/9052176147000732027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/seriously-thursday.html' title='Seriously {Thursday}?!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-5379939647662984016</id><published>2011-11-15T08:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T08:08:00.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hour Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've seen this on a few other blogs and thought it would be a cute way to share with you a little bit of my day to day grind!&amp;nbsp; So last Thursday I toted my camera around with me to capture&amp;nbsp;my day in photos by the hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:15am:&lt;br /&gt;My alarm goes off.&amp;nbsp; As a chronic snooze button hitter you'll notice it's almost a full 30 minutes later before I drag my lazy butt out of bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNevmeRHC_Q/TsB4-mnLOqI/AAAAAAAACow/ekx2tC44Y7M/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNevmeRHC_Q/TsB4-mnLOqI/AAAAAAAACow/ekx2tC44Y7M/s400/009.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7:00am:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Out of the shower.&amp;nbsp; Time&amp;nbsp;to wake up Jamie.&amp;nbsp; Oh but wait, he woke up at 3:00am and&amp;nbsp;slept in our bed for the 2nd night in a row.&amp;nbsp; Joy.&amp;nbsp; Have I mentioned how much I hate teething?﻿&amp;nbsp; And sharing&amp;nbsp;a Queen sized&amp;nbsp;bed with 1 husband, 1 dog and 1 crazy toddler...doesn't exactly equal a goods night sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6X35QvRmDg/TsB5aGyIiWI/AAAAAAAACo4/kPPMvKV-p40/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6X35QvRmDg/TsB5aGyIiWI/AAAAAAAACo4/kPPMvKV-p40/s400/011.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7:30am: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama heads off to work!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll note my son is more concerned with his ball then actually saying goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-313812e52e606375" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D313812e52e606375%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982796%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15B2EE70DF737A9926D25AC34D99D0870A4FC8D8.2D1860FB6623DC77EF56AF630B27218FCC141F2F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D313812e52e606375%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do8DcJ1qSJdHGGT_kSoGa2at0teU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D313812e52e606375%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982796%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15B2EE70DF737A9926D25AC34D99D0870A4FC8D8.2D1860FB6623DC77EF56AF630B27218FCC141F2F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D313812e52e606375%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do8DcJ1qSJdHGGT_kSoGa2at0teU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7:30am continued: &lt;br /&gt;My drive to work.&amp;nbsp; Notice how we're stopped on the on ramp before even attempting to merge on to the parking lot that is I-35 everyday?&amp;nbsp; It's awesome.&amp;nbsp; You're jealous.&amp;nbsp; I know it.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkFUVqiAwKk/TsB5qlJomAI/AAAAAAAACpA/N5U4iTgfSvU/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkFUVqiAwKk/TsB5qlJomAI/AAAAAAAACpA/N5U4iTgfSvU/s400/013.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8:15am:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Arrive at the ole J-O-B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my home away from home﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJYdEeOrIXg/TsB55JP8puI/AAAAAAAACpI/RmiztXpEqZA/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJYdEeOrIXg/TsB55JP8puI/AAAAAAAACpI/RmiztXpEqZA/s400/014.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00am: &lt;br /&gt;Morning snack.&amp;nbsp; Usually I eat a yogurt or banana, but my co-worker brought in these delicious cinnamon Mexican cookies.&amp;nbsp; And gummy bears.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;strike&gt;couldn't resist&lt;/strike&gt; didn't want to be rude and turn her down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vLqkQdTKxmQ/TsB6FoVd4NI/AAAAAAAACpQ/kLNTVByolUQ/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vLqkQdTKxmQ/TsB6FoVd4NI/AAAAAAAACpQ/kLNTVByolUQ/s400/015.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00am:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Catching up on some xray developing since it was broke last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5oLWAabpiE/TsB6WNjvZZI/AAAAAAAACpY/0dnWQ0rQ4PA/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5oLWAabpiE/TsB6WNjvZZI/AAAAAAAACpY/0dnWQ0rQ4PA/s400/016.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11:00am: &lt;br /&gt;Trying to sneak in a little blog reading.&amp;nbsp; Notice that big blank box where a picture should be?&amp;nbsp; Yeah work blocks them.&amp;nbsp; So not only can I not comment on blogs at work, I can't even see pictures.&amp;nbsp; Kind of takes the fun out of blog reading.&amp;nbsp; Especially on days like "Wordless Wednesday."&amp;nbsp; Stupid work trying to make me actually be productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKSRX-dF1zM/TsCCA9d5JlI/AAAAAAAACpo/4f2S9elc2tY/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKSRX-dF1zM/TsCCA9d5JlI/AAAAAAAACpo/4f2S9elc2tY/s400/017.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12:30pm: Lunch time!&amp;nbsp; Slightly more nutritious than my breakfast.&amp;nbsp; My co-worker thinks it's werid I eat apples with cheese.&amp;nbsp; I've done it as long as I can remember....am I alone on this one?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJMGJAf8hRk/TsCCP5gI6gI/AAAAAAAACpw/g4Nwl_KPk5g/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJMGJAf8hRk/TsCCP5gI6gI/AAAAAAAACpw/g4Nwl_KPk5g/s400/018.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00pm:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Back to work!&amp;nbsp; And in case you were wondering, I actually did see patients today, but I figured taking pictures of kids and putting them on the internet was a bad idea.&amp;nbsp; So you only get to see the less glamourous, behind the scenes part of my job.&amp;nbsp; Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5H0dKTs2lj8/TsCCqGGbcRI/AAAAAAAACqA/19JU5rH6LOI/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5H0dKTs2lj8/TsCCqGGbcRI/AAAAAAAACqA/19JU5rH6LOI/s400/020.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30pm:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Woot woot! I get to leave early today to take little man to his 15 month check up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ti4MprU1V7g/TsCCdqDuv4I/AAAAAAAACp4/HZ9UQ7NtYuc/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ti4MprU1V7g/TsCCdqDuv4I/AAAAAAAACp4/HZ9UQ7NtYuc/s400/019.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00pm:&lt;br /&gt;Stop for gas on my way to daycare.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;There are way more exciting ways to spend $60.&amp;nbsp; I despise spending it on gas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkEvcEtekzs/TsCC4CipZpI/AAAAAAAACqI/LhQ9ipWN2PM/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkEvcEtekzs/TsCC4CipZpI/AAAAAAAACqI/LhQ9ipWN2PM/s400/021.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3:30pm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the doctor and enjoying our afternoon snack.&amp;nbsp; They made homemade ginger bread men at daycare.&amp;nbsp; How cute is that??&amp;nbsp; Even better is when they sent me with a to-go baggie since this mama forgot to grab the diaper bag on her way out this morning.&amp;nbsp; Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InveFCfx7UQ/TsCDEia5U6I/AAAAAAAACqQ/1SZe8kFSAKY/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InveFCfx7UQ/TsCDEia5U6I/AAAAAAAACqQ/1SZe8kFSAKY/s400/025.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4:30pm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Home at last!&amp;nbsp; Letting out Kasey and playing in the backyard.&amp;nbsp; Can anyone tell me what those weird green&amp;nbsp;brain looking balls are that fall from our trees??&amp;nbsp; Jamie's is obsessed with them.&amp;nbsp; Almost as much as the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M82Mp35dc90/TsCDT4sEYbI/AAAAAAAACqY/PzYXRbnV_6k/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M82Mp35dc90/TsCDT4sEYbI/AAAAAAAACqY/PzYXRbnV_6k/s400/027.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5:00pm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Jamie eats yogurt, chicken and veggies for&amp;nbsp;dinner while I cook some chili for us&amp;nbsp;later!&amp;nbsp; I wish we could eat together as a family, but he's ready to eat the minute we walk through the door and I can't get a meal together that fast.&amp;nbsp; Plus the hubs isn't usually home until after 6 and there's no way of convincing a hungry toddler to wait.&amp;nbsp; So for now, we eat after Jamie goes to bed.&amp;nbsp; It's not ideal, but it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFP_RTOa0L0/TsCDhETEcrI/AAAAAAAACqg/vd9z5ed6XfE/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFP_RTOa0L0/TsCDhETEcrI/AAAAAAAACqg/vd9z5ed6XfE/s400/030.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;6:30pm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's home!&amp;nbsp; The hubs and&amp;nbsp;Jamie play and do bathtime&amp;nbsp;while I throw in some laundry, finish dinner and clean up the disaster zone that is our family room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezh4_Qoquc4/TsCDlIgREpI/AAAAAAAACqo/pdblf2RfIac/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="347px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezh4_Qoquc4/TsCDlIgREpI/AAAAAAAACqo/pdblf2RfIac/s400/034.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30pm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jamie's in bed.&amp;nbsp; We finally get to eat that chili I've been smelling for 2 hours!&amp;nbsp; I tackle a pile of clean diapers while we catch up on some TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2gEgj-rVyB8/TsCD0koDa9I/AAAAAAAACqw/WW4PMOlL_DA/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2gEgj-rVyB8/TsCD0koDa9I/AAAAAAAACqw/WW4PMOlL_DA/s400/037.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8:30pm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I passed out on the couch.&amp;nbsp; Don't judge.&amp;nbsp; I was apparently exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure it had nothing to do with my 3am wake up call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or that 2nd glass of wine......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2sPBTOFt08/TsHyQhLhJJI/AAAAAAAACq4/fkrKlyMzDW8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2sPBTOFt08/TsHyQhLhJJI/AAAAAAAACq4/fkrKlyMzDW8/s400/001.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There you have it! &lt;br /&gt;A day in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-5379939647662984016?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/5379939647662984016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=5379939647662984016&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5379939647662984016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5379939647662984016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-hour-photo.html' title='One Hour Photo'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNevmeRHC_Q/TsB4-mnLOqI/AAAAAAAACow/ekx2tC44Y7M/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1267722295123183652</id><published>2011-11-14T07:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:45:39.949-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><title type='text'>Mixing it up in the monthly play by play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week Jamie turned 15 months!&amp;nbsp; 15!&amp;nbsp; Has it really been THREE months since he turned one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy.&amp;nbsp; What's even more crazy is all the new things he's done since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've kind of been steering away from the long monthly letter posts, but I didn't want to give them up completely.&amp;nbsp; While 99% of you may not care what size clothes Jamie's wearing or what his favorite foods are....you don't know how many times I've looked back at my monthly posts to see what happened when.&amp;nbsp; Mom brain is bad.&amp;nbsp; Real bad.&amp;nbsp; I barely remember what I ate for breakfast let alone what Jamie was doing at 6 months.&amp;nbsp; So when I saw Laura at &lt;a href="http://mythoughts-uninterrupted.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-monthly-ethan-update-and-tutorial.html"&gt;My Thoughts - Uninterrupted&lt;/a&gt; do this adorable monthly montage and then &lt;a href="http://theworkaholicmomma.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Workaholic Momma&lt;/a&gt; followed suit, I knew I'd be stealing a page from their playbooks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here you have it, the new monthly updates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVxOL6hp46o/TsB35O2vEPI/AAAAAAAACoo/ktvyB6qnnq4/s1600/15months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVxOL6hp46o/TsB35O2vEPI/AAAAAAAACoo/ktvyB6qnnq4/s640/15months.jpg" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; 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I never thought I'd be saying this, but I joined Pinterest.&amp;nbsp; While I still don't really get it, I will say it's a pretty great place to find recipes.&amp;nbsp; My 'Must Try' folder is growing bigger by the day!&amp;nbsp; First up was this fabulous soup from &lt;a href="http://realmomkitchen.com/463/chicken-enchilada-soup-and-my-top-10-soup-recipes/"&gt;Real Mom Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;It was awesome.&amp;nbsp; And it cooked all day in the crock pot.&amp;nbsp; You all know how much I love coming home to an already cooked meal!&amp;nbsp; The hubs and I both gave this two thumbs up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCq6WVuZKyg/TriBFGLUu8I/AAAAAAAACog/boF96jc6r_E/s1600/DSC02773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCq6WVuZKyg/TriBFGLUu8I/AAAAAAAACog/boF96jc6r_E/s320/DSC02773.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Chicken Enchilada Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;what you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 15-ounce can black beans, rinsed and drained&lt;br /&gt;1 14.5-ounce can diced tomatoes (I used the kind with garlic and onion in it)&lt;br /&gt;1 10-ounce package frozen whole kernel corn&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped yellow, green, or red bell pepper (I used red)&lt;br /&gt;1 10-ounce can enchilada sauce (I used mild)&lt;br /&gt;1 10.75-ounce can condensed cream of chicken soup&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups milk &lt;em&gt;(I used 1%)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup shredded Pepper jack cheese (4 ounces)&lt;br /&gt;2 chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;make it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a 3 1/2 to 5 quart slow cooker, combine drained beans, tomatoes, corn, onion, and bell pepper. Place 2 chicken breasts on top of mixture. In a large bowl, whisk together enchilada sauce and soup. Gradually whisk in milk until smooth. Pour sauce mixture over ingredients in cooker.Cover; cook on low heat for 6 to 8 hours or on high for 3 to 4 hours. Remove chicken and cut or shred into bite sized pieces. Add chicken back into soup. Top with pepper jack cheese and serve. Can also be topped with avocado, sour cream, or crushed tortilla chips. Note: if the soup is too thick for you, just add a little more milk after it’s all cooked.&lt;br /&gt;Bon Appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3821676603237075756?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3821676603237075756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3821676603237075756&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3821676603237075756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3821676603237075756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/tasty-tuesday-chicken-enchilada-soup.html' title='Tasty Tuesday ~ Chicken Enchilada Soup'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCq6WVuZKyg/TriBFGLUu8I/AAAAAAAACog/boF96jc6r_E/s72-c/DSC02773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7744719930542457130</id><published>2011-11-07T07:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T07:36:43.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My little family of three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I know I promised you all weeks ago I'd share more of our family pics, but I had the hardest time narrowing down just the few to post on here!&amp;nbsp; Imagine how hard it's going to be to pick &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; for the Christmas cards!&amp;nbsp; Thanks again to my friend DAR for doing such an amazing job!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcp9ArClOt4/TrcvT013vUI/AAAAAAAACmo/YXF8MS6D7Mc/s1600/IMG_5115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcp9ArClOt4/TrcvT013vUI/AAAAAAAACmo/YXF8MS6D7Mc/s640/IMG_5115.JPG" width="426px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQIG1B-XDiM/Trcvmu2o-MI/AAAAAAAACmw/vbeNMHlaKOU/s1600/IMG_5122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1e8Vjz9b4Vk/TqdZFYsZ5KI/AAAAAAAACeE/lWTit1ns_O8/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1e8Vjz9b4Vk/TqdZFYsZ5KI/AAAAAAAACeE/lWTit1ns_O8/s320/023.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3944036"&gt;Tommee Tippee Sippy Cup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We tried a lot of sippy's.&amp;nbsp; Like practically every brand out there.&amp;nbsp; This one takes the cake.&amp;nbsp; I like that it doesn't have handles, but is easy to hold.&amp;nbsp; Keeps drinks cold and has an attached cap for the spout to ensure no spills when in the diaper bag.&amp;nbsp; Passes the throw test with flying colors, even on our&amp;nbsp;ceramic tiled floors!&amp;nbsp; No leaks, no spills!&amp;nbsp; It doesn't have a built in valve like some of them, so there is one extra piece to deal with,&amp;nbsp;but it's still honestly the easiest one we have to clean.&amp;nbsp; And the&amp;nbsp;best part?&amp;nbsp; The spout is hard so it doesn't collapse with every drink&amp;nbsp;as opposed to the ones with&amp;nbsp;a soft, bottle like nipple.&amp;nbsp; Now I just need to find a good straw cup and I'll be one happy mama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESzqyvi9Sf4/TqdZvsrqjgI/AAAAAAAACeU/Z5Y2RZ5reeg/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESzqyvi9Sf4/TqdZvsrqjgI/AAAAAAAACeU/Z5Y2RZ5reeg/s320/030.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2266708"&gt;Radio Flyer Wagon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got this as a gift from some dear friends for Jamie's Birthday.&amp;nbsp; It's honestly not anything I would have even considered buying.&amp;nbsp; We have a stroller so it never seemed like a necessity.&amp;nbsp; Wrong!&amp;nbsp; We LOVE this thing!&amp;nbsp; It's perfect for walks to the park, the pool, or just around the neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; Jamie loves to sit in it and watch the world go buy.&amp;nbsp; I can't imagine life without it now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NdCPpaCx1Bw/TrLcsvFg5ZI/AAAAAAAACiI/2_u8pjFRV1M/s1600/unnamed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NdCPpaCx1Bw/TrLcsvFg5ZI/AAAAAAAACiI/2_u8pjFRV1M/s1600/unnamed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2908461"&gt;Tiny Diner Place mat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Not gonna lie, I used to make fun of parents with all those goofy restaurant gadgets....and then I had a kid.&amp;nbsp; A kid who is apparently a messy eater.&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;suction cups right to the table&amp;nbsp;and has what we lovingly call "the trough" to catch all the food that doesn't make it into Jamie's mouth.&amp;nbsp; AKA, 50% of it.&amp;nbsp; Between that and the pocket on his bib, we feel pretty confident we aren't "those people."&amp;nbsp; You know, the ones who leave the restaurant a total mess, food scattered all over the floor.&amp;nbsp; Plus it rolls right up and fits great in the diaper bag.&amp;nbsp; Win-win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv0iS7qBBCY/TqdY1ZyHaiI/AAAAAAAACd8/g2v1ceH_Djw/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv0iS7qBBCY/TqdY1ZyHaiI/AAAAAAAACd8/g2v1ceH_Djw/s320/001.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Evenflo-Momentum-Convertible-Seat-Static/dp/B0036E70YQ"&gt;Evenflo&amp;nbsp;Symphony 65&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it came time to pick a convertible car seat, I researched it to death.&amp;nbsp; With a child who was already topping the charts in height I wanted to make sure we got something that would last.&amp;nbsp; I also wanted something that would allow rear facing for as long as possible since we're hoping to make it to age&amp;nbsp;2 based on the new &lt;a href="http://www.aap.org/advocacy/releases/carseat2011.htm"&gt;AAP recommendations&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Enter the Evenflo.&amp;nbsp; It's SUPER easy to install with the Surelatch clips.&amp;nbsp; The shoulder height is automatically adjustable.&amp;nbsp; No frustrating belts to rethread every time little man grows an inch or two!&amp;nbsp; It can remain rear facing until&amp;nbsp;40 pounds and forward facing up to 65.&amp;nbsp; After that it will convert to a booster and last till &lt;strike&gt;Jamie's in highschool &lt;/strike&gt;100 pounds so it's literally the ONLY seat we will have to buy for him.&amp;nbsp; Plus it didn't break the bank like some of the other big name brands out there.&amp;nbsp; It was car seat love at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1kF_MpEmskM/TrLdZ4SZ78I/AAAAAAAACiQ/4tLnrV638PM/s1600/all-1024x573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1kF_MpEmskM/TrLdZ4SZ78I/AAAAAAAACiQ/4tLnrV638PM/s320/all-1024x573.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cjsuniqueboutique.com/?p=327"&gt;CJ's BUTTer and Wool Wash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With cloth diapers you can't just use any old diaper cream or it will cause the diapers to no longer absorb.&amp;nbsp; Pretty big problem to have with a diaper, so we always make sure to have some CD friendly creams on hand.&amp;nbsp; Luckily Jamie has NEVER had a rash (knock on wood) but I use&amp;nbsp;the BUTTer&amp;nbsp;at night just to keep his heiney nice and baby soft.&amp;nbsp; It comes in a tub, a tube or a stick.&amp;nbsp; I've tried all three along with a variety of their many scents.&amp;nbsp; Our faves are Monkey Farts and Blueberry Crumble.&amp;nbsp; Seriously this stuff smells good enough to eat.&amp;nbsp; It's also great on eczema and&amp;nbsp;dry skin and because of the Vitamin E in it&amp;nbsp;we've been using it on Jamie's scar.&amp;nbsp; After the Mederma was causing it to blister, my doctor recommended something milder like Vitamin E oil.&amp;nbsp; On a whim I checked the CJ's ingredients and sure enough, there it was!&amp;nbsp; Vitamin E.&amp;nbsp; I also saw a review on their website that said after trying many other scar ointments they also tried the BUTTer and it was the only thing that worked!&amp;nbsp; That was enough proof for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After having such great success with their BUTTer I thought I'd try their wool wash.&amp;nbsp; For those not familiar with using wool with cloth diapers, it's basically a naturally absorbent material that can hold something crazy like 5 times it's weight.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, we use it at night as a cover&amp;nbsp;over his diapers for a bullet-proof, leaf free solution.&amp;nbsp; One of the ways to keep your wool fresh and absorbent is a little thing called lanolin.&amp;nbsp; I love CJs wash because it already has the lanolin in it, making it a super easy, one step process.&amp;nbsp; And just like their cream it smells amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&amp;nbsp; Just a few of our favorites.&lt;br /&gt;What are some of yours??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px! important; border-left-width: 0px! important; border-right-width: 0px! important; border-top-width: 0px! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2778086207285004038?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2778086207285004038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2778086207285004038&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2778086207285004038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2778086207285004038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things-mom.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things: Mom Edition, Volume 3'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1e8Vjz9b4Vk/TqdZFYsZ5KI/AAAAAAAACeE/lWTit1ns_O8/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-377156038907965159</id><published>2011-11-01T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:11:12.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>May the Force be with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So THREE months ago the hubs sends me a text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's found Jamie's Halloween costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An Ewok.&amp;nbsp; You know, from Star Wars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IzBGBq0JOI/TrB6Eqn2sXI/AAAAAAAACfU/pHt2kuZ11Tk/s1600/ewok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IzBGBq0JOI/TrB6Eqn2sXI/AAAAAAAACfU/pHt2kuZ11Tk/s320/ewok.jpg" width="218px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously?&amp;nbsp; An Ewok?&amp;nbsp; Of ALL the Star Wars characters out there that's the one he picks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Don't get me wrong.&amp;nbsp; A long time ago in a far away place I totally played My Little Ponies in my brother's Ewok Village.&amp;nbsp; They're cute.&amp;nbsp; They're cuddly.&amp;nbsp; But as a Halloween costume?&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well three months later he finally wore me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;An Ewok it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hididPsZyOM/TrB7FUfn1NI/AAAAAAAACfc/Yai6bx044Mc/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hididPsZyOM/TrB7FUfn1NI/AAAAAAAACfc/Yai6bx044Mc/s320/005.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WQkHdtvbkPw/TrB7MOjHawI/AAAAAAAACfk/3wc-pVNzvUA/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WQkHdtvbkPw/TrB7MOjHawI/AAAAAAAACfk/3wc-pVNzvUA/s320/007.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2vXU4NczYs/TrB7cUiWsxI/AAAAAAAACfs/9gmPSncl3Q0/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2vXU4NczYs/TrB7cUiWsxI/AAAAAAAACfs/9gmPSncl3Q0/s320/015.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAhbljflDW0/TrB7sGDGUYI/AAAAAAAACf0/kyo0xKdKl5M/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAhbljflDW0/TrB7sGDGUYI/AAAAAAAACf0/kyo0xKdKl5M/s320/019.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcQsj1ap8Ls/TrB78e4tpWI/AAAAAAAACf8/RFHse4ijtng/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcQsj1ap8Ls/TrB78e4tpWI/AAAAAAAACf8/RFHse4ijtng/s320/025.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And I have to admit, he looked pretty darn cute. &lt;/div&gt;Happy {Belated} Halloween friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-377156038907965159?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/377156038907965159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=377156038907965159&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/377156038907965159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/377156038907965159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/11/may-force-be-with-you.html' title='May the Force be with you'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IzBGBq0JOI/TrB6Eqn2sXI/AAAAAAAACfU/pHt2kuZ11Tk/s72-c/ewok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-4943996451216017097</id><published>2011-10-27T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T07:28:32.328-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to my mom'/><title type='text'>One year later....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5kEhNVpw0/Tqi4OXHrOxI/AAAAAAAACfM/cTzSoBLXKFU/s1600/mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5kEhNVpw0/Tqi4OXHrOxI/AAAAAAAACfM/cTzSoBLXKFU/s1600/mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can still feel my heart pumping as I answered that late night phone call from the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still remember speeding to the hospital, begging God to let you be ok because I was only 29 and I wasn't ready to live without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still see the look on the Doctor's face as we walked through the doors of the ICU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still hear the beeping of all the machines and the sound of the ventilator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still remember the exact moment I knew you weren't going to make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A feeling of helplessness washing over me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still feel the tears running down my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still see the look on dad's face when we decided it was time to say Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still feel your hand as I watched you take your last breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still remember driving home, asking dad when the numbness would go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One year later and the pain and emptiness&amp;nbsp;are just as fresh and raw as the first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's not a day that goes by that I don't miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know that I will be ok.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That somehow I got through this first year without you&amp;nbsp;and I know I'll get through the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;I Love you, always &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;forever.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-4943996451216017097?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/4943996451216017097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=4943996451216017097&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4943996451216017097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4943996451216017097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-year-later.html' title='One year later....'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5kEhNVpw0/Tqi4OXHrOxI/AAAAAAAACfM/cTzSoBLXKFU/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-4913000489423604155</id><published>2011-10-26T08:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:00:37.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>{Almost} Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When you give a toddler a spoon....and some yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZQas2hBzJE/TqdbDtsLPYI/AAAAAAAACec/lO3Xuj4O-wo/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZQas2hBzJE/TqdbDtsLPYI/AAAAAAAACec/lO3Xuj4O-wo/s640/011.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The novelty of it only lasts so long....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70S2YTz5HVY/TqdbitBPKsI/AAAAAAAACe0/gAuNG3Gpuic/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70S2YTz5HVY/TqdbitBPKsI/AAAAAAAACe0/gAuNG3Gpuic/s640/014.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Before they realize using their hand is WAY more effective in getting the maximum amount of food into their mouth.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o77fCaYNj_o/TqdbJLBbg9I/AAAAAAAACek/IwSugxgq2TU/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o77fCaYNj_o/TqdbJLBbg9I/AAAAAAAACek/IwSugxgq2TU/s640/012.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And all over their face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ_7sn1C80o/TqdbV-5HbGI/AAAAAAAACes/kMHXkLiM2Ng/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ_7sn1C80o/TqdbV-5HbGI/AAAAAAAACes/kMHXkLiM2Ng/s640/013.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should be grateful he didn't fling it on the floor or at the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure that time is coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Wednesday Friends!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-4913000489423604155?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/4913000489423604155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=4913000489423604155&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4913000489423604155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4913000489423604155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/almost-wordless-wednesday_26.html' title='{Almost} Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZQas2hBzJE/TqdbDtsLPYI/AAAAAAAACec/lO3Xuj4O-wo/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1068880542286088979</id><published>2011-10-26T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T08:43:39.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to everyone who entered my Shutterfly Giveaway yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning I put all your names in a hat and let my co-workers pick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's the THREE lucky winners!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moe from &lt;a href="http://amillionmargaritas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love you a Million&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chadandmeandbabymakesthree.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lacey&lt;/a&gt; from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdkI8dhQPY0/TqgOKY4yUYI/AAAAAAAACfE/98boliea-CI/s1600/Bugsandkisses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdkI8dhQPY0/TqgOKY4yUYI/AAAAAAAACfE/98boliea-CI/s320/Bugsandkisses.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ashleybrookebeauty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley Brooke&lt;/a&gt; from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgUV02t5Q2M/TqgOJmfVv8I/AAAAAAAACe8/2FJ84yLwSSw/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgUV02t5Q2M/TqgOJmfVv8I/AAAAAAAACe8/2FJ84yLwSSw/s320/1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will email you the codes later today!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1068880542286088979?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1068880542286088979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1068880542286088979&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1068880542286088979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1068880542286088979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-have-winner.html' title='We have a winner!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdkI8dhQPY0/TqgOKY4yUYI/AAAAAAAACfE/98boliea-CI/s72-c/Bugsandkisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6932906888726616729</id><published>2011-10-25T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:40:30.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did someone just say Christmas....in October?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm breaking a pretty big rule here in the EyeCanSee household.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking about Christmas before we've even lit our Halloween pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tragic I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now that we have all these uh-mazing family pictures, I've got to have some way to share them with all our family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank goodness for Shutterfly and their awesome &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards"&gt;Christmas cards&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember last years?&amp;nbsp; No?&amp;nbsp; Here let me remind you of it's awesomeness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgjxAtXn1BY/TqYPRWXR5uI/AAAAAAAACdk/p9MHQQEvJt8/s1600/xmAs2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgjxAtXn1BY/TqYPRWXR5uI/AAAAAAAACdk/p9MHQQEvJt8/s320/xmAs2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty cute huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I've already been busy scouring the pages of Shutterfly trying to pick one of my favorites to top it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm usually a sucker for the montage photo cards, but I think this year I might pick a one &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery"&gt;photo card&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Mainly because I'm loving this design.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8HKJ1YP2jM/TqYR1YcDWpI/AAAAAAAACds/Rsgtqw-_MBQ/s1600/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-4478-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1313119880000118178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8HKJ1YP2jM/TqYR1YcDWpI/AAAAAAAACds/Rsgtqw-_MBQ/s320/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-4478-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1313119880000118178.jpg" width="231px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards/vintage-ribbon-christmas-card-5x7-flat?productCode=884100&amp;amp;categoryCode=93476&amp;amp;skuCode=884102"&gt;Vintage Ribbon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple.&amp;nbsp; Festive.&amp;nbsp; Fun.&amp;nbsp; Retro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus there's room on the back for&amp;nbsp;more photos&amp;nbsp;and space for you to write a word or two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I'm a sucker for coordinating address labels, I think these would send our cards off in style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eY1geNYeRoY/TqYVoUyah_I/AAAAAAAACd0/KhPVrK4gDXA/s1600/ADDRESSLABEL_20-21043-2710-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128104200900073462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eY1geNYeRoY/TqYVoUyah_I/AAAAAAAACd0/KhPVrK4gDXA/s320/ADDRESSLABEL_20-21043-2710-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128104200900073462.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/all-petite-papier-designs/starlight-snowflakes-address-label?productCode=480800&amp;amp;categoryCode=60639&amp;amp;skuCode=480801"&gt;Starlight Snowflake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't checked Shutterfly out before, you definitely should.&amp;nbsp; In addition to holiday items they have cards for all occasions from weddings to babies and everything in between.&amp;nbsp; And today is your lucky day because Shutterfly is offering &lt;strong&gt;25 FREE cards to THREE&lt;/strong&gt; lucky Worth the Squeeze readers.&amp;nbsp; All you have to do is leave a comment (followers only please:)&amp;nbsp;and I will pick at random and announce the winners tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and happy shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;***I was contacted by Shutterfly for this promotion and giveaway.&amp;nbsp; In return I was given 50 free cards***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6932906888726616729?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6932906888726616729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6932906888726616729&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6932906888726616729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6932906888726616729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/did-someone-just-say-christmasin.html' title='Did someone just say Christmas....in October?'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgjxAtXn1BY/TqYPRWXR5uI/AAAAAAAACdk/p9MHQQEvJt8/s72-c/xmAs2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8039219616844021220</id><published>2011-10-24T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:17:26.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Pumpkin is coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last year we skipped a lot of the "ohmygod we have a kid&amp;nbsp;now so&amp;nbsp;lets do all these things our newborn won't care about" family activities.&amp;nbsp; AKA the Cider Mill and Pumpkin Patch.&amp;nbsp; Well this year I was DYING to go....you know, because our 14 month old will know the difference.&amp;nbsp; So yesterday we packed up the car and road tripped to Louisburg, KS to visit their infamous Cider Mill.&amp;nbsp; It was a gorgeous sunny day.&amp;nbsp; Every time we have one of those now, I cherish it, knowing it could very well be our last for a looong while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate some Cider Donuts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTLCcCr7KzE/TqVQemefh-I/AAAAAAAACck/TxftzZV5B-Y/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTLCcCr7KzE/TqVQemefh-I/AAAAAAAACck/TxftzZV5B-Y/s640/021.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and drank some Cider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPWlvET7IX8/TqVQuR4YrvI/AAAAAAAACcs/JXooV0-JBME/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPWlvET7IX8/TqVQuR4YrvI/AAAAAAAACcs/JXooV0-JBME/s640/027.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attempted to take a picture by the "How Tall" sign.&amp;nbsp; Easier said than done with a toddler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtsIMXl97tw/TqVQ9tttr4I/AAAAAAAACc0/j9fKV6qTqJg/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtsIMXl97tw/TqVQ9tttr4I/AAAAAAAACc0/j9fKV6qTqJg/s640/031.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Played in the hay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FEMfHmfvAFc/TqVRNiOHFWI/AAAAAAAACc8/St_iVu4ke9M/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FEMfHmfvAFc/TqVRNiOHFWI/AAAAAAAACc8/St_iVu4ke9M/s640/033.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picked a pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2OQCxuhWLjM/TqVReV9UfoI/AAAAAAAACdE/WaRkDhuM8y8/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2OQCxuhWLjM/TqVReV9UfoI/AAAAAAAACdE/WaRkDhuM8y8/s640/035.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Played in the dirt....a lot.&amp;nbsp; I was just excited he didn't try to eat any of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y-VuZVEnCzo/TqVRucEVQ9I/AAAAAAAACdM/DrTofZytRzU/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y-VuZVEnCzo/TqVRucEVQ9I/AAAAAAAACdM/DrTofZytRzU/s640/037.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took a hay ride, where Jamie's eyes never left the tractor.&amp;nbsp; Or as he liked to call it "cah!" "cah!"&amp;nbsp; Apparently everything with wheels is a car, we're working on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iaCLI1Oz5-o/TqVR87ztPwI/AAAAAAAACdU/oxSBVkuCMLE/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iaCLI1Oz5-o/TqVR87ztPwI/AAAAAAAACdU/oxSBVkuCMLE/s640/041.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And &lt;strike&gt;pulled the goats ears&lt;/strike&gt; fed the goats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4eBg9FKztME/TqVSMPgWHjI/AAAAAAAACdc/hIwGzaDaSXU/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4eBg9FKztME/TqVSMPgWHjI/AAAAAAAACdc/hIwGzaDaSXU/s640/050.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All in all it was a great day!!&amp;nbsp; We brought home lots of goodies and have enough apple and pumpkin butter to last us &lt;strike&gt;a lifetime&lt;/strike&gt; till next year!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8039219616844021220?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8039219616844021220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8039219616844021220&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8039219616844021220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8039219616844021220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-pumpkin-is-coming.html' title='The Great Pumpkin is coming'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTLCcCr7KzE/TqVQemefh-I/AAAAAAAACck/TxftzZV5B-Y/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-3178748084015283493</id><published>2011-10-20T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T12:10:16.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of this.  A little bit of that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So awhile back I&amp;nbsp;joined &lt;a href="http://thehallfamilyof4.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-swap-revealment.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TheFuschiaNews+%28The+Fuschia+News%29"&gt;Molly's&amp;nbsp;Fall Swap&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I got matched up with the fabulous &lt;a href="http://pinkypersistence.blogspot.com/2011/10/falls-favorite-finds-blog-swap.html"&gt;Pinky B&lt;/a&gt; and last week a beautiful package showed up in my mailbox!&amp;nbsp; Ms B spoiled me for sure!&amp;nbsp; TWO amazing candles.&amp;nbsp; Fall has hands down some of the best smells!&amp;nbsp; Cinnamon, spice, pumpkin, apple cider....I love them all!&amp;nbsp; And now my house smells pretty darn good!&amp;nbsp; Some Godiva Chocolate Truffle coffee.&amp;nbsp; Two of my favorite things rolled into one?&amp;nbsp; Yes please!!&amp;nbsp; A FUN dark blue nail polish which oddly enough I had been looking for!&amp;nbsp; And last, but certainly not least, a leaf candy dish filled with my fave candy, Reeses!!&amp;nbsp; Let's just say between me and the hubs, they didn't last long and now my poor leaf sits alone and empty.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Pinky B for all my Fab-YOU-lous gifts!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zc9GV2PnCN0/TqASHiqfc_I/AAAAAAAACcM/udCYhauorxo/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zc9GV2PnCN0/TqASHiqfc_I/AAAAAAAACcM/udCYhauorxo/s320/024.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgOaOdjQ9e4/TqASYwFXIFI/AAAAAAAACcU/FzUHCB4YrjE/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgOaOdjQ9e4/TqASYwFXIFI/AAAAAAAACcU/FzUHCB4YrjE/s320/025.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week I got my hair done for the first time in SIX months.&amp;nbsp; I was so over being a Brunette.&amp;nbsp; It had faded and was pretty mousy and blah....I was ready for a little blond in my life again!&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;put in some highlights and&amp;nbsp;voila!&amp;nbsp; It feels so good.&amp;nbsp; While brunette was fun while it lasted, I think I'll always be a blond at heart.&amp;nbsp; We also cut off 2 1/2 inches.&amp;nbsp; Amazing how good a trip to the salon can make you feel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I keep hearing clips of Justin Bieber's new Christmas song on the radio.&amp;nbsp; And.....it's actually not bad.&amp;nbsp; His voice is changing and it has a bit of a Jack Johnson feel to it.&amp;nbsp; I even got the hubs to listen to it and admit it wasn't the worst song ever.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I have a little love for the Biebs in me after all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm due for a new cell phone and I can't decide.&amp;nbsp; I was all dead set on the HTC&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Evo and then Sprint had to go and get the iPhone.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm torn.&amp;nbsp; Everyone keeps saying get the iPhone, it's fabulous, your life will never be the same....but eh, I'm just not sold on it yet.&amp;nbsp; The Evo is so thin, and light and has a nice BIG screen.&amp;nbsp; Android has&amp;nbsp;WAY more free apps where, from what I've heard, Apple nickle and dimes you for everything.&amp;nbsp; Plus everyone is sold out of the 4S and I kinda want my new phone like yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I broke down and joined Pinterest.&amp;nbsp; Mainly because I was hoping to get some good {P}inspiration for our family photos last week.&amp;nbsp; Eh.&amp;nbsp; I don't get it.&amp;nbsp; And I didn't find anything I was looking for.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'm doing it wrong.&amp;nbsp; Now I keep getting notifications that people are "following" me.&amp;nbsp; I'm warning you in advance people, I only have one "pin" and I don't see anymore coming in the near future.&amp;nbsp; Sorry to disappoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last month I tried to be crafty and was then reminded why I don't do crafts.&amp;nbsp; You see, I went out and bought all the supplies&amp;nbsp;to make a wreath for Halloween.&amp;nbsp; Half way through I&amp;nbsp;ran out of ribbon and when I went back to the store, they were all sold out.&amp;nbsp; It then&amp;nbsp;sat on my kitchen&amp;nbsp;table, half finished,&amp;nbsp;for weeks until I finally moved it downstairs to the junk room.&amp;nbsp; Craft fail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Are you all keeping up on the Baby Lisa story?&amp;nbsp; The girls at work are all obsessed, watching the minute by minute live coverage and I've been sucked in.&amp;nbsp; I think part of the obsession has to do with the fact that it's all happening right here in KC.&amp;nbsp; Kinda brings it closer to home.&amp;nbsp; I feel bad for the parents, but stories like Kasey Anthony and JonBenet Ramsey&amp;nbsp;automatically have me wondering if they had a part in it.&amp;nbsp; How does a baby just disappear without a trace??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Italian Beef Sliders from &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/tasty-tuesday-italian-beef-sliders.html"&gt;Tasty Tuesday&lt;/a&gt; were amazing.&amp;nbsp; Best new recipe I've made in a looong while!!&amp;nbsp; These will definitely be a new staple in our dinner rotation!&amp;nbsp; You HAVE to try them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still LOVING my &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-must-being-doing-something-right.html"&gt;new position&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Great to be back in a clinical setting, plus the kids crack me up on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; Just today a little boy brought me this picture.&amp;nbsp; Melts my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RLVC2w0C7qU/TqBQ6AGwVMI/AAAAAAAACcc/SQbURff0Biw/s1600/CIMG0232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RLVC2w0C7qU/TqBQ6AGwVMI/AAAAAAAACcc/SQbURff0Biw/s320/CIMG0232.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy {almost} Friday Friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3178748084015283493?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3178748084015283493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3178748084015283493&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3178748084015283493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3178748084015283493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-bit-of-this-little-bit-of-that.html' title='A little bit of this.  A little bit of that.'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zc9GV2PnCN0/TqASHiqfc_I/AAAAAAAACcM/udCYhauorxo/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7409415673167228485</id><published>2011-10-19T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:17:25.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>{Almost} Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this past Sunday my dear friend {formerly known as}&amp;nbsp;D.A.R took some family pictures for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was an all around perfect morning and I am chomping at the bit to see how they turned out!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully a few sneak peeks showed up in my inbox to tide me over.....eek can't wait to see the rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJecWqhyOlI/Tp48ePTv_mI/AAAAAAAACb0/AfnTTlwtPO8/s1600/IMG_5112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJecWqhyOlI/Tp48ePTv_mI/AAAAAAAACb0/AfnTTlwtPO8/s640/IMG_5112.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDnO0dmtqNM/Tp485gxKFuI/AAAAAAAACb8/RfB-rzDGng4/s1600/IMG_5275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDnO0dmtqNM/Tp485gxKFuI/AAAAAAAACb8/RfB-rzDGng4/s640/IMG_5275.JPG" width="426px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy *hump* Day Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7409415673167228485?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7409415673167228485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7409415673167228485&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7409415673167228485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7409415673167228485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='{Almost} Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJecWqhyOlI/Tp48ePTv_mI/AAAAAAAACb0/AfnTTlwtPO8/s72-c/IMG_5112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8557419504426711560</id><published>2011-10-18T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:53:12.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasty Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Tasty Tuesday ~ Italian Beef Sliders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;I went to the grocery store without a list.&amp;nbsp; Without a weekly menu plan.&amp;nbsp; This is usually a recipe for disaster and a bunch of half assed hodge podge meals.&amp;nbsp; I'm proud to say I left with the fixings for seven well executed dinners including TWO new on the whim recipes.&amp;nbsp; I was beyond excited.&amp;nbsp; (Don't laugh, sometimes it's the little things)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have my local Hy-Vee to thank for this one.&amp;nbsp; They had a&amp;nbsp;display right at the front doors with a recipe and ALL the things you would need right there.&amp;nbsp; Talk about a marketing trap that I fell right into, but when I saw how easy these would be....and my favorite word "Crock Pot" in the "how to", I was sold!&amp;nbsp; These bad boys are cooking as we speak and I can't WAIT to get home to try them out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Italian Beef Sliders&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;what you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3lb Beef Roast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 Good Seasons Italian dressing and recipe mix packet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1-jar pepperocini's (with liquid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cans of beer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Swiss Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buns&lt;br /&gt;(I cut the recipe in half)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Toss all ingredients into the crockpot and cook on high for 8 hours.&amp;nbsp; Put on buns with Swiss Cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously that's it.&amp;nbsp; Could it get any easier???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bon Appetite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px! important; border-left-width: 0px! important; border-right-width: 0px! important; border-top-width: 0px! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8557419504426711560?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8557419504426711560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8557419504426711560&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8557419504426711560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8557419504426711560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/tasty-tuesday-italian-beef-sliders.html' title='Tasty Tuesday ~ Italian Beef Sliders'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-5995747991310758198</id><published>2011-10-17T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:34:40.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He said/She said'/><title type='text'>He Said/SheSaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He Said:&amp;nbsp; Did you fart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She Said: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He Said: Yes you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She Said: No really I didn't....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you know I'd own up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He Said:&amp;nbsp; You would not.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You think farts are disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She&amp;nbsp;Said:&amp;nbsp; Only when you do it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I fart it's hilarious.....&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Only at the EyeCanSee house.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-5995747991310758198?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/5995747991310758198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=5995747991310758198&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5995747991310758198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5995747991310758198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/he-saidshesaid.html' title='He Said/SheSaid'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-333074882419269705</id><published>2011-10-14T07:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:06:18.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to my mom'/><title type='text'>Dear Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a dream about you the other night.&amp;nbsp; The first one in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a lot in the beginning, but in all of them you were always alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking.&amp;nbsp; Laughing.&amp;nbsp; Living life like you should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time was different.&amp;nbsp; This time you had already died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was pretty disheartening to wake up knowing that now even in my dreams you're gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That even in my dreams you're slipping away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was cleaning out the freezer the other day and found a tupperware of your lasagna.&amp;nbsp; The date written on top in your handwriting.&amp;nbsp; I pulled it out and looked at it, remembering how you made it&amp;nbsp;right after I went back to work when Jamie was born so I didn't have to cook..&amp;nbsp; How I ate it for dinner (and sometimes lunch) everyday for a week straight until you finally&amp;nbsp;packed up and froze the rest for later.&amp;nbsp; I went to throw it out, but couldn't do it.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't throw away one more piece of you.&amp;nbsp; Even if it was just some year old frozen lasagna I will never eat.&amp;nbsp; So I put it near the back to deal with another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then there's the last outfit you bought for Jamie.&amp;nbsp; It's still hanging in the closet, only worn once because I couldn't bear to let it get messed up.&amp;nbsp; All year as he would outgrow the countless other things you'd picked out, I knew I always had this one last outfit.&amp;nbsp; But now it's time to pack that one away too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some days are harder than others.&amp;nbsp; This month&amp;nbsp;seems to be full of them.&amp;nbsp; It's just not fair.&amp;nbsp; I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-333074882419269705?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/333074882419269705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/333074882419269705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-mom.html' title='Dear Mom'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-222969370103924210</id><published>2011-10-13T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:27:38.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><title type='text'>From the desk of James David EyeCanSee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well folks, I'm back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;I've officially turned 14 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(No, you didn't miss my 13 month post....mom shorted me a month.&amp;nbsp; Hmph)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpvQg9LSh4Q/TpZTn-qRTxI/AAAAAAAACbE/wX6mFHQytVM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpvQg9LSh4Q/TpZTn-qRTxI/AAAAAAAACbE/wX6mFHQytVM/s320/004.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0m5Po5JgT4/TpZSroe6c4I/AAAAAAAACas/RlMGiFqyltw/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0m5Po5JgT4/TpZSroe6c4I/AAAAAAAACas/RlMGiFqyltw/s320/005.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyways﻿.&amp;nbsp; It's been pretty busy round here since my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'm officially a full time walker.&amp;nbsp; No more crawling for this&amp;nbsp;guy, that's baby stuff!&amp;nbsp; Took me about a month to figure out that whole standing up business, but by September I was off and running.&amp;nbsp; Literally.&amp;nbsp; Running.&amp;nbsp; Mama says if I slowed down, maybe I wouldn't fall so much, but what fun is that?&amp;nbsp; I've got places to go....people to see!&amp;nbsp; Stairs to climb!&amp;nbsp; Oh yes, the stairs.&amp;nbsp; Moms worst enemy.&amp;nbsp; I'd play on them all day if she let me.&amp;nbsp; Up.&amp;nbsp; Down.&amp;nbsp; Up.&amp;nbsp; Down.&amp;nbsp; Up....well you get the picture.&amp;nbsp; And heaven's forbid I go down the stairs in a safe manner, it's WAY more cool to go down like a big boy.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I hold on, sometimes I just wing it.&amp;nbsp; Mom blames me for her grey hairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EC8GLYsZZV8/TpZXxwlAU1I/AAAAAAAACbs/hdHPPw2_1kI/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EC8GLYsZZV8/TpZXxwlAU1I/AAAAAAAACbs/hdHPPw2_1kI/s400/020.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As I'm sure you heard, I've been teething for quite some time now.&amp;nbsp; I officially have one molar on the top with a 2nd getting ready to break through any day now!&amp;nbsp; It's made me a bit crazy.&amp;nbsp; And driven mama to drink.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe it's my new found attitude.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much like things my way and if you tell me any different I'm not afraid to throw myself on the ground, kicking and screaming in protest.&amp;nbsp; Hey, I just want to make sure everyone knows what's up....and getting my diaper and or clothes changed is NOT how I want to spend my time.&amp;nbsp; Sorry mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psvvji2x8gA/TpZT2FniNBI/AAAAAAAACbM/y4DOuMspXS0/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-psvvji2x8gA/TpZT2FniNBI/AAAAAAAACbM/y4DOuMspXS0/s320/011.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVBoqeaqjds/TpZUG1qmBxI/AAAAAAAACbU/w1bxffxSA78/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVBoqeaqjds/TpZUG1qmBxI/AAAAAAAACbU/w1bxffxSA78/s320/017.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a happier note, I've also done some pretty awesome things&amp;nbsp;lately.&amp;nbsp; Figure I better throw mom and dad a bone so they think they're doing something right as parents!&amp;nbsp; I've officially said my first word besides no, ok and uh-oh.&amp;nbsp; Car.&amp;nbsp; Or as mama likes to point out "Cah" cause talking with a Boston accent is way more sophisticated.&amp;nbsp; Duh.&amp;nbsp; As for the rest of my babble...it's still Greek to them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;While I might not be belting out sentences yet, I am&amp;nbsp;understanding a ton.&amp;nbsp; Everyday mom tests me to see what new thing I've learned.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much amaze her every time.&amp;nbsp; I will go to the bath, get a book (and numerous other toys), go to my highchair, open/shut doors, "let's go"&amp;nbsp;and many more things.&amp;nbsp; All on command!&amp;nbsp; Mama says it's like playing fetch.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, comparing me to a dog, I see how it is!&amp;nbsp; I'm also actually playing with my toys now instead of just chewing and throwing them everywhere.&amp;nbsp; I try to match up my shape blocks to the right holes, I put the phone&amp;nbsp;up to my ear and just gab away, I shoot hoops with my basketball and drive my cars around, even making the car sounds!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'll even&amp;nbsp;read books....well sorta, I flip through the pages and&amp;nbsp;point at everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Close&amp;nbsp;enough though&amp;nbsp;right??&amp;nbsp; And the best part?&amp;nbsp; I will help clean up now!&amp;nbsp; Mama loves that part and I think it's a game!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As for favorites?&amp;nbsp; Definitly&amp;nbsp;cars (obviously), books and the swing out back I got for my bday.&amp;nbsp; Everyday mama lets the dog outside and I make a bee line for it....begging to get in.&amp;nbsp; She pretty much obliges everyday, I mean really....could YOU resist this face??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHtls9C3vb0/TpZTZFrnCSI/AAAAAAAACa8/YPpB2eKfh7o/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHtls9C3vb0/TpZTZFrnCSI/AAAAAAAACa8/YPpB2eKfh7o/s400/004.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;wearing a mix of everything.&amp;nbsp; All my 12 mos and 6-12 month summer stuff is still fitting, though if this warm weather keeps up I'm going to be in trouble because it's all getting smaller by the day!&amp;nbsp; My fall clothes are all 18 mos and 12-18 month with&amp;nbsp;a few 24 mos sleepers thrown in.&amp;nbsp; Most of it is still HUGE on me, so fingers crossed it lasts awhile.&amp;nbsp; If I ever fit into it, that is!&amp;nbsp; For being so tall, mama is confused why she has to roll the waist AND the cuffs just so I'm not tripping over myself.&amp;nbsp; I'm also&amp;nbsp;still rocking the size 4 or 5 shoes and the middle setting on all my diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7xzm2XIZNE/TpZSXPys6SI/AAAAAAAACak/rnUpSTh5Jv0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7xzm2XIZNE/TpZSXPys6SI/AAAAAAAACak/rnUpSTh5Jv0/s400/001.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've developed some separation issues lately which has been hard on everyone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are days when I want to be carried&amp;nbsp;constantly.&amp;nbsp; Don't even think about putting me down or a tantrum will be soon to follow.&amp;nbsp; Also makes drop off at daycare a bit more interesting.&amp;nbsp; Mom's sure glad she only does it sometimes, because it's way more fun to pick me up when I'm happy and smiling then to tear my death grip off her leg so she can leave.&amp;nbsp; I've also decided that sometimes it's lonely in my room at night.&amp;nbsp; So I get up around 2 and scream until someone comes in to save me.&amp;nbsp; It's fun times for everyone.&amp;nbsp; I've also formed a strong attachment to my blankie and my paci.&amp;nbsp; When mom isn't looking I sometimes sneak them out of my room.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Like she isn't going to notice the white tail following me down the hall.&amp;nbsp; That mom, she's one smart cookie, I can't get anything past her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wyihWp3L_h4/TpZTA8zSE0I/AAAAAAAACa0/Cm8veTJgCXM/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wyihWp3L_h4/TpZTA8zSE0I/AAAAAAAACa0/Cm8veTJgCXM/s400/013.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Well folks.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's it.&amp;nbsp; Until next month!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG5CdJM3MjU/TpZXHDxhZ-I/AAAAAAAACbk/a91Edi1iDBg/s1600/jamie.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG5CdJM3MjU/TpZXHDxhZ-I/AAAAAAAACbk/a91Edi1iDBg/s1600/jamie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-222969370103924210?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/222969370103924210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=222969370103924210&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/222969370103924210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/222969370103924210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/from-desk-of-james-david-eyecansee.html' title='From the desk of James David EyeCanSee'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpvQg9LSh4Q/TpZTn-qRTxI/AAAAAAAACbE/wX6mFHQytVM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-5967128275994952023</id><published>2011-10-12T08:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:34:00.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>Not everyone wants to be June Cleaver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago I took Jamie to a Gymboree class. I was so excited to have found one in our area...and on a Saturday no less. A working mother's dream come true!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't wait for some mommy and me time.&amp;nbsp; I was also hoping to maybe meet a cool mom friend or two. Instead I met a nice enough mom, and then I lied to her. It was a little white lie, but a lie nonetheless. One I've told a few times before. You see upon meeting this mom, I told her how I was glad they offered Saturday classes for us working moms. She stared at me with a look of horror on her face. Had I said something wrong? She immediately responded with a snarky tone, I don't work....I'm a full time mom. Oh, I said, you're so lucky &lt;em&gt;I wish I could stay at home too&lt;/em&gt;. And there it was. The lie. It kinda just happened. Like word vomit to avoid the judging that was brewing in her mind.&amp;nbsp; Truth be told, I don't want to be a stay at home mom.&amp;nbsp; However when I say it out loud, women look at me and my child with pity in their eyes.&amp;nbsp; How could any mother possibly WANT to&amp;nbsp;work?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Surely if she could quit, she would.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm an anomaly in the working mom world. Everyday I read blogs and talk to women who would give anything to quit their jobs and stay at home. Not me, I actually like what I do and if given the opportunity to quit, would probably still work at least a day or two. I had a whole life, a career, before my son was born.&amp;nbsp; I worked hard for four&amp;nbsp;years in college to achieve my dream.&amp;nbsp;Why should my new&amp;nbsp;role as a mommy mean leaving my old identity behind? Why can't I be both? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to think there&amp;nbsp;I was missing some vital "mom" gene for thinking this way. For not wanting to spend every waking, breathing moment with my child.&amp;nbsp; For having a baby knowing full well he'd *gasp* be a daycare kid, causing women everywhere to clutch their pearls.&amp;nbsp; Was I being a bad mom?&amp;nbsp; Was I doing the wrong thing?&amp;nbsp; Should I want to stay home?&amp;nbsp; But then I realized, being a mom is like everything else. There's no right or wrong way to do it.&amp;nbsp; Just do what's best for you and your family. And this?&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;just works for us. I like the balance we've found.&amp;nbsp; I like the independence I get at work.&amp;nbsp; It helps me maintain&amp;nbsp;a little piece of&amp;nbsp;"Emily" before&amp;nbsp;she became "Jamie's mom."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do I sometimes feel like I'm burning at both ends? Yep, doesn't every mom? Are there days when I drop Jamie off and he's clinging to my leg, begging me not to go, that I want to just scoop him up and run back home, never returning to work again? Sure. I'm not heartless. I'm still a mom who loves her son more than anything in the world. But most days he runs in, not giving our goodbye a second thought. Are there days when my house is a mess and we eat cereal for dinner because sneaking in a trip to the park or a few more snuggles with Jamie was more important? You better believe it. Because working outside the home doesn't make you a part time mom, you still do that full time too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So do I think that other mom is lucky to be a SAHM?&amp;nbsp;Absolutely. Because that's what she wants. That's what works for her.&amp;nbsp; But next time when I get those sad "Oh....she's a working mom" looks, there will be no little white lies, because I'm proud of what I do. Proud of the choice I made. And in my opinion, that makes me a pretty great {working} mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-5967128275994952023?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/5967128275994952023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=5967128275994952023&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5967128275994952023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5967128275994952023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-everyone-wants-to-be-june-cleaver.html' title='Not everyone wants to be June Cleaver'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2143932076967962050</id><published>2011-10-11T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:21:05.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasty Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Tasty Tuesday: Creamy Chicken Parmesan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So not only did I cook something last week that wasn't Hamburger Helper or frozen waffles....I actually tried a new recipe.&amp;nbsp; Shocked?&amp;nbsp; I know, me too!&amp;nbsp; I needed something new to do with chicken, so I headed off to my friends at Kraft.com and perused their top chicken recipes until I found this winner.&amp;nbsp; It was a recipe for two, but you could easily double it for more.&amp;nbsp; The husband gave it two thumbs up, it's one of their healthy living choices&amp;nbsp;and it was fairly easy for a week night meal so I think we'll try it again soon!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mE53-xJfSs8/TpOlmzxexHI/AAAAAAAACac/DRTk0LoAFZc/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mE53-xJfSs8/TpOlmzxexHI/AAAAAAAACac/DRTk0LoAFZc/s320/003.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Creamy Chicken Parmesan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;what you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 Reduced Fat Ritz crackers, finely crushed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 Tbsp Grated Parmesan cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 small boneless chicken breasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 can fat free, reduced sodium chicken broth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/4 c water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 c orzo pasta, uncooked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 tsp oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 oz low fat cream cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 c mixed vegetables (corn, carrots, peas and green beans) thawed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MIX cracker crumbs and 1T Parmesan on small plate.&amp;nbsp; Rinse chicken; dip in crumb mixture, turning to coat evenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BRING 1 cup broth and water to boil in medium saucepan on medium-high heat.&amp;nbsp; Add orzo; simmer on medium low heat 9 minutes or until most of the liquid is absorbed and orzo is tender.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, heat oil in large nonstick skillet on medium heat.&amp;nbsp; Add chicken, cook 5-6 min on each side or until done.&amp;nbsp; Remove chicken from skillet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ADD cream cheese and remaining broth to skillet.&amp;nbsp; Bring to boil on medium heat, stirring constantly.&amp;nbsp; Simmer 3 min or until thickened.&amp;nbsp; (I also added garlic, cause, who doesn't like garlic)&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, add vegetables to orzo mixture, simmer 2 min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SPOON orzo mixture onto two plates; top with chicken.&amp;nbsp; Stir remaining Parmesan into sauce, spoon over chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bon Appetite!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2143932076967962050?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2143932076967962050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2143932076967962050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2143932076967962050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2143932076967962050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/tasty-tuesday-creamy-chicken-parmesan.html' title='Tasty Tuesday: Creamy Chicken Parmesan'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mE53-xJfSs8/TpOlmzxexHI/AAAAAAAACac/DRTk0LoAFZc/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-4550480969171828298</id><published>2011-10-10T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:33:42.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A better ending would have been nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last year when it was official that the Huskers would be joining the Big 10, my sweet talking to score some tickets to the Ohio State game began!&amp;nbsp; Not an easy task for a Buckeye Grad when all of her family are Huskers through and through.&amp;nbsp; Luckily&amp;nbsp;my dad's sister&amp;nbsp;took pity on us and&amp;nbsp;gave up&amp;nbsp;two of her&amp;nbsp;seats.&amp;nbsp; Mission accomplished!&amp;nbsp; We were stoked!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bv6dFD2fmo/TpJnTEsocaI/AAAAAAAACaQ/AS_V5wrL2r4/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bv6dFD2fmo/TpJnTEsocaI/AAAAAAAACaQ/AS_V5wrL2r4/s400/007.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memorial Stadium.&amp;nbsp;Where it all went down&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿So, Friday evening our little family of three loaded into the car and began our trek to Nebraska.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We stay Friday night in Omaha with&amp;nbsp;my aunt, then after dropping Jamie off with one of my best friends, were off to Lincoln.&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efOMqLH7bTQ/TpJm24QEY7I/AAAAAAAACaI/wF9li7ZMdUM/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efOMqLH7bTQ/TpJm24QEY7I/AAAAAAAACaI/wF9li7ZMdUM/s400/005.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your eyes do not deceive you.&amp;nbsp; I am in fact wearing {what used to be} my&amp;nbsp;lucky buckeye hat.&amp;nbsp; Apparently the 2003 National Championship game used up all the luck, cause it brought none on Saturday.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We tailgated.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed some friendly heckling with their fans and even found a few fellow Ohio Staters.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a good day.&amp;nbsp; Until the game happened.&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DL2sAJk0pbM/TpJnjA-z57I/AAAAAAAACaU/t7Yg2ueWu9M/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DL2sAJk0pbM/TpJnjA-z57I/AAAAAAAACaU/t7Yg2ueWu9M/s400/013.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least we had kick ass seats&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿The first half was great!&amp;nbsp; We pretty much dominated the field and left the Huskers wishing they had stayed in the Big 12.&amp;nbsp; Well shortly after our QB got injured, the tables turned....and well, let's just say the ending wasn't so pretty and we left with our Buckeye's hanging low.&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXAEqHiHpI/TpJnGQV-1DI/AAAAAAAACaM/ATBEP5j_6q4/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXAEqHiHpI/TpJnGQV-1DI/AAAAAAAACaM/ATBEP5j_6q4/s400/014.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how you can tell we took this at the beginning of the game?&amp;nbsp; We're still smiling.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Welcome to the Big 10 Nebraska, consider this win a Big 12 parting&amp;nbsp;gift.&amp;nbsp; Next year you're in our house and I don't think we'll be so accommodating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a completely unrelated note.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday we went to my friend's little girls 1st Birthday party and I snatched this quick pic on her front porch.&amp;nbsp; Who is this little boy and what did he do with my baby??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNMK696aDTc/TpJnyfXAopI/AAAAAAAACaY/woKYYw4Ia_A/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNMK696aDTc/TpJnyfXAopI/AAAAAAAACaY/woKYYw4Ia_A/s320/020.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-4550480969171828298?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/4550480969171828298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=4550480969171828298&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4550480969171828298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/4550480969171828298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/better-ending-would-have-been-nice.html' title='A better ending would have been nice'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bv6dFD2fmo/TpJnTEsocaI/AAAAAAAACaQ/AS_V5wrL2r4/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8315189493178943838</id><published>2011-10-07T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T07:32:01.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Gear'/><title type='text'>One more step towards a crunchy life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if cloth diapering didn't make me granola enough....I've taken it one step further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought an Amber teething necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZg__gJoAhw/TovJYhwiZgI/AAAAAAAACZ0/nPlvQNuyssY/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZg__gJoAhw/TovJYhwiZgI/AAAAAAAACZ0/nPlvQNuyssY/s400/012.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Go ahead, laugh if you must.&amp;nbsp; Even I don't always recognize the holistic, hippy mom I've become, but when you've been dealing with a teething toddler, non stop, for TWO months and only have ONE new tooth to show for all the pain and suffering...you'll try just about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Honestly, I was getting tired of giving him Tylenol and Motrin constantly.&amp;nbsp; Might as well have tapped a vein as often as we were giving it.&amp;nbsp; When his eyes lit up like Christmas at the mere sight of the bottle, his hands clapping, his mouth opening like a little bird....I decided we needed to find something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I bought some of the "black market" Humphrey's Teething tablets now that they're back on the shelves.&amp;nbsp; They work OK....better than orajel which was a big waste of time, but not the relief I was hoping for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I had seen several of the moms on my cloth diapering message board talk about these teething necklaces, so I looked into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amber is a natural pain reliever.&amp;nbsp; When worn, the warmth of the skin causes succinic acid to be released, helping with all sorts of pain.&amp;nbsp; Arthritis.&amp;nbsp; Back pain.&amp;nbsp; And yep you guessed it, teething.&amp;nbsp; The amount of positive reviews and testimonials&amp;nbsp;I found was astounding....enough for me to click "Add to basket" and check out faster than you can say "molars are the devil."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are several different ones you can choose from in a variety of shapes and colors.&amp;nbsp; They say the lighter the stone, the more succinic acid it contains, making it slightly more effective than the darker ones.&amp;nbsp; I went with a multi-colored one since the light butter yellow was sold out.&amp;nbsp; Figured this way, I was at least getting some of the lightest stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek9QA7edp6o/TovJexe2BDI/AAAAAAAACZ4/QwIqly6GIH8/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek9QA7edp6o/TovJexe2BDI/AAAAAAAACZ4/QwIqly6GIH8/s400/010.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We've only had it a few weeks and unfortunately daycare won't let him wear it there.&amp;nbsp; Said it's a choking hazard.&amp;nbsp; I tried to explain that each stone is individually knotted so if it were to break, the most that would come off is one stone....but it seemed to fall on deaf ears.&amp;nbsp; They already think I'm a little crazy, what with the cloth diapering and all.&amp;nbsp; I think this was too much for them.&amp;nbsp; Disappointed, I gave in without much of a fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't giving up all&amp;nbsp;together though, at home it's pretty much on all the time.&amp;nbsp; At night I put it around his ankle, and on the weekends he wears it 24/7.&amp;nbsp; I honestly can't say I've noticed a HUGE difference.&amp;nbsp; Certainly not the night and day turn around some people claim, but a big part of me&amp;nbsp;knows that not wearing it consistently﻿ probably has a lot to do with it.&amp;nbsp; I can say however, that we've definitely stopped giving Motrin as much.&amp;nbsp; So to me, that's worth it.&amp;nbsp; Plus the darn thing is pretty cute.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how many people comment on it when we're out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Have any of you tried one??&amp;nbsp; What are your teething lifesavers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8315189493178943838?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8315189493178943838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8315189493178943838&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8315189493178943838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8315189493178943838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-more-step-towards-crunchy-life.html' title='One more step towards a crunchy life'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZg__gJoAhw/TovJYhwiZgI/AAAAAAAACZ0/nPlvQNuyssY/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-5061603881020171141</id><published>2011-10-06T07:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:24:22.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="about:blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/"&gt;From Mrs. to Mama&lt;/a&gt; today for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2tCpOqfnOI/To2ddBKKbTI/AAAAAAAACaE/2nrpQ4KNzKk/s1600/seriously.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="31px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2tCpOqfnOI/To2ddBKKbTI/AAAAAAAACaE/2nrpQ4KNzKk/s400/seriously.png" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously?&amp;nbsp; When I picked Jamie up from school yesterday his teacher said he had a GREAT day.&amp;nbsp; He didn't hit anyone and didn't eat the paint during art.&amp;nbsp; I had to laugh, that with a 14 mos old, this constitutes a GREAT day.&amp;nbsp; Boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously computer?&amp;nbsp; Why are you running so slow and acting all wonky.&amp;nbsp; I think you have a virus.&amp;nbsp; NOT cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously blogger﻿?&amp;nbsp; Why didn't you post my scheduled post yesterday like you promised???&amp;nbsp; I thought we were friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously?&amp;nbsp; I already have FIFTY pages in Jamie's 1st year book....I'm only up to 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously laptop?!&amp;nbsp; Why did you die on me last night BEFORE I saved said picture book.&amp;nbsp; My 2 hours of work better not be lost.&amp;nbsp; I'm too afraid to look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously mother nature?&amp;nbsp; The heat and the A/C in the same week?&amp;nbsp; Make up your mind already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously germies?&amp;nbsp; Go away.&amp;nbsp; I can't afford to have a sick baby this weekend...we have plans!&amp;nbsp; BIG ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously 21 know it all I work with?!&amp;nbsp; While I may be older than you, I am&amp;nbsp;most certainly NOT old!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and you don't know everything.&amp;nbsp; Sorry to burst your bubble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously teething?&amp;nbsp; We're done with you.&amp;nbsp; Be gone now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously?&amp;nbsp; I saw a girl riding her bike....no more than 7 years old....talking on a cell phone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What made you go Seriously?!?&amp;nbsp; this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-5061603881020171141?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/5061603881020171141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=5061603881020171141&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5061603881020171141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5061603881020171141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/seriously.html' title='Seriously?!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2tCpOqfnOI/To2ddBKKbTI/AAAAAAAACaE/2nrpQ4KNzKk/s72-c/seriously.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6876350525523248602</id><published>2011-10-05T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:07:00.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><title type='text'>Hide-n-Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi my son's name is Jamie....and he's addicted to his paci﻿.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long gone are the days where we only use it at night or in case of emergencies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see with the&amp;nbsp;Teething Armageddon of 2011, we've caved on numerous occasions.&amp;nbsp; Parent fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So imagine this mama's frantic search Friday when it was "nigh-nigh" time and old faithful was no where to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desperate, I&amp;nbsp;found an old one in his drawer that seemed to work just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crisis averted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well no more than 5 minutes later I went to feed the dog and discovered this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUub5SVxSjI/ToyqOosB_YI/AAAAAAAACZ8/1hWHcmuglQg/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUub5SVxSjI/ToyqOosB_YI/AAAAAAAACZ8/1hWHcmuglQg/s400/002.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Apparently my son has also developed a little game of hide and seek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too bad he didn't clue his mama on to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kYAka0Hks_0/ToyqPAfFX7I/AAAAAAAACaA/lEJSUYKwy_c/s1600/sig.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kYAka0Hks_0/ToyqPAfFX7I/AAAAAAAACaA/lEJSUYKwy_c/s1600/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6876350525523248602?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6876350525523248602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6876350525523248602&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6876350525523248602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6876350525523248602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/hide-n-seek.html' title='Hide-n-Seek'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUub5SVxSjI/ToyqOosB_YI/AAAAAAAACZ8/1hWHcmuglQg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7042907051666094823</id><published>2011-10-04T08:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:41:00.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I must being doing something right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a lot of moms, I often feel pulled in 20 different directions.&amp;nbsp; And I never feel like I'm giving anything 100%.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing worse than feeling like an inadequate mom and wife.&amp;nbsp; Then on top of it, to feel like you also aren't giving it your all at work....the one thing that keeps you from home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well last week I got some pretty big signs that I must be doing something right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boss called me in for a meeting.&amp;nbsp; A meeting I thought was just her and I....that turned into a meeting with 4 other people.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully I didn't find out just who would be there until&amp;nbsp;right before it&amp;nbsp;started or I would have been stewing for days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I being fired?&amp;nbsp; Is the grant to my program going away, leaving me jobless yet again?&amp;nbsp; Have they discovered I secretly check blogs at work &lt;strike&gt;occasionally&lt;/strike&gt; everyday?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok so, that last one was probably a stretch, but for some reason, my mind was only stirring with negative thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not the case at all!&amp;nbsp; In fact it was a meeting where they said nothing but wonderful things about me.&amp;nbsp; How they knew when they hired me they'd found a "true gem."&amp;nbsp; Someone they knew would do big things.&amp;nbsp; And now, just 10 months after I started, those big things were laid out on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was a offered a new position.&amp;nbsp; An amazing opportunity.&amp;nbsp; A pretty big promotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of our satellite dental practices is inside an elementary school and they want to do a test model having a Hygienist run it&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp; Since a majority of the work is preventative, it didn't make sense to have a Dentist on staff full time.&amp;nbsp; So it's me, running the show.&amp;nbsp; I'm the boss.&amp;nbsp; I have an assistant.&amp;nbsp; And a receptionist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy huh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's definitely going to be a new role for me.&amp;nbsp; Something I never even thought of doing, but I'm excited for the challenge (and the raise!!)!&amp;nbsp; At this point nothing is 100% set in stone.&amp;nbsp; They want to see how it goes for 3-4 weeks and then re-evaluate, but so far so good!&amp;nbsp; One week in and I'm loving it.&amp;nbsp; Here's to hoping they're loving what I'm doing too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7042907051666094823?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7042907051666094823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7042907051666094823&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7042907051666094823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7042907051666094823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-must-being-doing-something-right.html' title='I must being doing something right'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8400509604746901454</id><published>2011-10-03T08:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:27:00.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><title type='text'>Future Wildcat in the making!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's no secret college football is a fall staple in our family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so it should really come as no surprise that Jamie is wearing either Purple and White or Scarlet and Grey come Saturday.&amp;nbsp; This weekend was no exception as we loaded up the car and trekked to Manhattan, KS for Jamie's first official home game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ry_Oi_XKClc/TokRNp7j02I/AAAAAAAACZU/y5XCIpkJHVU/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ry_Oi_XKClc/TokRNp7j02I/AAAAAAAACZU/y5XCIpkJHVU/s640/004.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ummm, doesn't everyone tailgate with sippy cups and football legs?&amp;nbsp; No?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V79hIo0T-gg/TokReR6C5WI/AAAAAAAACZY/eNgW6z4sCsM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V79hIo0T-gg/TokReR6C5WI/AAAAAAAACZY/eNgW6z4sCsM/s640/008.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Riding in style....mom said carrying me around all day made her feel like she was pregnant....with a toddler.&amp;nbsp; A toddler whose wildly kicking feet were right at crotch level.&amp;nbsp; Awesome.&amp;nbsp; Next time she'll be letting dad wear the carrier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpQEva5Y13s/TokRuPrLbZI/AAAAAAAACZc/QUuXScqSys8/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpQEva5Y13s/TokRuPrLbZI/AAAAAAAACZc/QUuXScqSys8/s640/010.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mama, look at all those people on the field!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj4XQQmr9y0/TokR9FG-FPI/AAAAAAAACZg/tP02dNLqxaw/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj4XQQmr9y0/TokR9FG-FPI/AAAAAAAACZg/tP02dNLqxaw/s640/011.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Football through the eyes of toddler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tqoC_9uQ3WY/TokSNb53bBI/AAAAAAAACZk/UwJLR3aOQUw/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tqoC_9uQ3WY/TokSNb53bBI/AAAAAAAACZk/UwJLR3aOQUw/s640/014.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Woo hoo!&amp;nbsp; We won!&amp;nbsp; We won!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I was a&lt;strike&gt; lot&lt;/strike&gt; little nervous how it was going to go.&amp;nbsp; A two hour car ride each way.&amp;nbsp; All day with no where decent to eat, nap or play.&amp;nbsp; Blazing hot sun.&amp;nbsp; This spells disaster.&amp;nbsp; What are we thinking?!?&amp;nbsp; Jamie however proved us wrong and was a super star all day!&amp;nbsp; He even managed to squeeze in a nap during the 2nd Quarter amidst the screaming fans and GIANT canon that went off every time they scored.&amp;nbsp; He was truly mesmorized by it all.&amp;nbsp; The band.&amp;nbsp; The players.&amp;nbsp; The fans.&amp;nbsp; His eyes never left the field, even clapping along to the fight song!&amp;nbsp; I think we may have a future wildcat in the making!&amp;nbsp; And many,&amp;nbsp;MANY more games in the years to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ss2buKRSda8/TokSZ9TCrlI/AAAAAAAACZo/3R6LkMENs_8/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ss2buKRSda8/TokSZ9TCrlI/AAAAAAAACZo/3R6LkMENs_8/s640/016.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Feels good to be back!&amp;nbsp; Happy Monday Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8400509604746901454?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8400509604746901454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8400509604746901454&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8400509604746901454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8400509604746901454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/10/future-wildcat-in-making.html' title='Future Wildcat in the making!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ry_Oi_XKClc/TokRNp7j02I/AAAAAAAACZU/y5XCIpkJHVU/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6439004589396265567</id><published>2011-09-28T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T19:34:10.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxamGLSlpII/ToO8k9z4IrI/AAAAAAAACZQ/qfUjCi45b2o/s1600/i_will_be_back_soon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxamGLSlpII/ToO8k9z4IrI/AAAAAAAACZQ/qfUjCi45b2o/s200/i_will_be_back_soon.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Blog challenges apparently are NOT my thing.&amp;nbsp; Fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; When you just up and quit aforementioned blog challenges right in the middle with no warning, it causes you to get worrisome emails and phone calls.&amp;nbsp; Oops.&amp;nbsp; Fail again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry friends, no need to worry!&amp;nbsp; All is well in the EyeCanSee world, just a little burnt out right now and taking a much needed blogcation!&amp;nbsp; See you all soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6439004589396265567?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6439004589396265567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6439004589396265567&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6439004589396265567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6439004589396265567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/things-ive-learned.html' title='Things I&apos;ve learned'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxamGLSlpII/ToO8k9z4IrI/AAAAAAAACZQ/qfUjCi45b2o/s72-c/i_will_be_back_soon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2161981160712529982</id><published>2011-09-19T16:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:58:05.912-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>A rose by any other name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day19: Nicknames﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Growing up I was Em or Emy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was really in trouble and my mom meant business it was Emily Christine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad calls me Scooter which my mom sometimes shortened to Scootch.&lt;br /&gt;My brother calls me Foe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In french class I was Collette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To our dear family friends I'm Esther.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A highschool friend called me Shmem-ily or&amp;nbsp;Schmem&amp;nbsp;for awhile.&amp;nbsp; Don't ask.&amp;nbsp; I never really got it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I went to college I became Ems.&amp;nbsp; Or Embosabi on rare occasion thanks to my friend Joe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hubs usually calls me Em,&amp;nbsp;hun or babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To Jamie, I'm mama.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes.&amp;nbsp; If he's in the mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids I work with call me Doctor.&amp;nbsp; Nurse.&amp;nbsp; Dentist.&amp;nbsp; Lady with the alligator. Or Miss Emily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;of course you all know&amp;nbsp;me as&amp;nbsp;Mrs. EyeCanSee which is a play on our&amp;nbsp;German catastrophe of a last name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&amp;nbsp; (Is it Friday yet?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2161981160712529982?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2161981160712529982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2161981160712529982&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2161981160712529982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2161981160712529982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/rose-by-any-other-name.html' title='A rose by any other name'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8732383693094400606</id><published>2011-09-19T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:42:32.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He said/She said'/><title type='text'>He Said/SheSaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She Said: Do you think this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;lotion smells manish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He Said: Well I didn't want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;say anything, but I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for you to sprout an adam's apple.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She Said: All righty then.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Guess I have my answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8732383693094400606?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8732383693094400606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8732383693094400606&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8732383693094400606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8732383693094400606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/he-saidshesaid.html' title='He Said/SheSaid'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1754052101722226423</id><published>2011-09-18T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T08:07:37.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 18: What I Miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My mom.&amp;nbsp; Every minute of every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uB_YazAwvfU/TnTLQKU4mKI/AAAAAAAACY8/zPmvYYmq_44/s1600/0043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uB_YazAwvfU/TnTLQKU4mKI/AAAAAAAACY8/zPmvYYmq_44/s320/0043.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Being pregnant.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing more amazing then feeling your baby move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkmkHyLh_KI/TnTNLstmV0I/AAAAAAAACZE/eUlztlbTWjA/s1600/38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkmkHyLh_KI/TnTNLstmV0I/AAAAAAAACZE/eUlztlbTWjA/s320/38.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Those new relationship butterflies.&amp;nbsp; When you're knee deep in the daily grind, sometimes it's hard to rekindle those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cq4Apnjj0u8/TnTPB5IbB-I/AAAAAAAACZI/nhslgiv0Wiw/s1600/0072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cq4Apnjj0u8/TnTPB5IbB-I/AAAAAAAACZI/nhslgiv0Wiw/s320/0072.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Itty bitty squishy newborn who had nothing better to do then snuggle up on your shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_2hEzL5ZPc/TnTMn7NxMwI/AAAAAAAACZA/huNhH_Sn6IA/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_2hEzL5ZPc/TnTMn7NxMwI/AAAAAAAACZA/huNhH_Sn6IA/s320/027.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping in on Sundays.&amp;nbsp; Heck, sleeping in ever.&amp;nbsp; But waking up early when you get to spend it with this guy isn't so bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XurJy3ovv5I/TnXsnjE2tvI/AAAAAAAACZM/_eyZxj5Niuk/s1600/CIMG0208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XurJy3ovv5I/TnXsnjE2tvI/AAAAAAAACZM/_eyZxj5Niuk/s320/CIMG0208.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1754052101722226423?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1754052101722226423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1754052101722226423&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1754052101722226423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1754052101722226423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/missing-you.html' title='Missing you'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uB_YazAwvfU/TnTLQKU4mKI/AAAAAAAACY8/zPmvYYmq_44/s72-c/0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1625779817746638407</id><published>2011-09-17T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T08:06:51.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Forget regret.....Or life is yours to miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 17: Regrets﻿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Regret isn't a word I use very often.&amp;nbsp; In fact I think it's kind of a dirty word.&amp;nbsp; I believe everything happens for a reason.&amp;nbsp; So don't dwell on what you wish would have happened, be happy for what did.&amp;nbsp; That said, there is one thing I think about from time to time.&amp;nbsp; Some days, I wish I would have studied abroad during college.&amp;nbsp; A few of my friends did and the experiences they had were amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the time, it didn't even cross my mind.&amp;nbsp; My parents had graciously&amp;nbsp;granted me the "David Family Scholarship" that came with a four year expiration date.&amp;nbsp; I was dead set on finishing college in four years to avoid student loans.&amp;nbsp; Which meant my Freshman year was spent taking all the required classes to apply to the Dental Hygiene program and once accepted in the Spring, the next 3 years were a very regimented schedule.&amp;nbsp; Taking off just ONE quarter would have delayed my graduation by an entire year.&amp;nbsp; Something that back then I wasn't willing to sacrifice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could go back and tell 18 year old me that I had my whole life to live in the grown up world so stop trying to get there so fast!&amp;nbsp; That one year in the scheme of&amp;nbsp;things was a mere drop in the bucket.&amp;nbsp; That you have amazing parents who would probably be willing to renegotiate the terms&amp;nbsp;of your "scholarship."&amp;nbsp; Enjoy those carefree college days.&amp;nbsp; Live more in the now and worry less about the future.&amp;nbsp; Don't be so afraid, just get out there and do it!&amp;nbsp; No regrets.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I think about how different my life could have been.&amp;nbsp; And I remember that I don't do regrets.&amp;nbsp; But it would have been pretty awesome!&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping 18 year old me&amp;nbsp;would have picked London, cause 30 year old me would have in a heart beat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9C65oQV6Cs/TnSbRU7GK7I/AAAAAAAACY4/Je2rozRlcKc/s1600/london.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9C65oQV6Cs/TnSbRU7GK7I/AAAAAAAACY4/Je2rozRlcKc/s320/london.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1625779817746638407?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1625779817746638407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1625779817746638407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1625779817746638407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1625779817746638407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/forget-regretor-life-is-yours-to-miss.html' title='Forget regret.....Or life is yours to miss'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9C65oQV6Cs/TnSbRU7GK7I/AAAAAAAACY4/Je2rozRlcKc/s72-c/london.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1120592728608714394</id><published>2011-09-16T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:57:55.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Blogging.  Legal internet stalking since 1997.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 16: Blog Crushes﻿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a tough one for me.&amp;nbsp; I follow soooo many wonderful and amazing&amp;nbsp;woman in the blogging community, but we'd be here all day if I listed them all, so here in no particular order, are just a few of my daily blog obsessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://theheirtoblair.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3397/4604061592_981dfb7e02_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theheirtoblair.com/"&gt;The Heir to Blair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is actually the first blog I EVER followed, so it only seemed right to mention this fabulous lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarcastic.&amp;nbsp; Funny.&amp;nbsp; Honest.&amp;nbsp; She's not afraid to tell you the ups AND downs of life and motherhood which is so refreshing in a world of blogs that make everyday seem like puppies and rainbows.&amp;nbsp; Plus her husband is a&amp;nbsp;hottie.&amp;nbsp; (Can I say that?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlemayra.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="89px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSswvOW1fbQ/TnN67BqBlQI/AAAAAAAACYo/vzI0BXjMCnQ/s320/bananas.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlemayra.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life is Bananas.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh Mayra.&amp;nbsp; What to say about&amp;nbsp;her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She's like that super cool trendy friend with no kids and a kick ass social life&amp;nbsp;who you&amp;nbsp;live vicariously through.....on the internet.&amp;nbsp; I drool over the dinners and brunches this girl eats on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Her dry&amp;nbsp;sense of humor always cracks me up.&amp;nbsp; Plus she has great taste in fashion&amp;nbsp;and two of the cutest bulldogs I've ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYkvWhywryI/TnN9wcACMCI/AAAAAAAACY0/Gz6pW-s1sR0/s1600/lifeaswife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="116px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYkvWhywryI/TnN9wcACMCI/AAAAAAAACY0/Gz6pW-s1sR0/s320/lifeaswife.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegeeseandus.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Life of a Husband and a Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've been following Stephanie's life since she was planning her wedding at the zoo!&amp;nbsp; How cool is that?!&amp;nbsp; And now after a long battle of trying to get pregnant, her and her hubby are getting ready to welcome their first baby in February!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cCTNuKf8jA/TnN6-VNpSAI/AAAAAAAACYs/-Jyay9r9PXc/s1600/thisyrslove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136px" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cCTNuKf8jA/TnN6-VNpSAI/AAAAAAAACYs/-Jyay9r9PXc/s320/thisyrslove.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisyearslove530.blogspot.com/"&gt;This Years Love...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Alin just might be one of the funniest bloggers I ready.&amp;nbsp; And she's a fellow Ohioan and lover of the Buckeyes.&amp;nbsp; It's like fate really that I found her.&amp;nbsp; Seriously though, I can pretty much guarantee a laugh when one of her posts pops up in my readers.&amp;nbsp; When you can make shopping for a lawn mower funny, you're good.&amp;nbsp; She's also the only blogger I follow who my husband routinely asks about.&amp;nbsp; "Hey, has that funny girl blogged lately???"&amp;nbsp; He doesn't even read MY blog (so he says), so this is pretty huge for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kJeTjcYkvk/TnN7AUc7iJI/AAAAAAAACYw/xPRuI78F0NA/s1600/skinnytasteheader_1000_3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="58px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kJeTjcYkvk/TnN7AUc7iJI/AAAAAAAACYw/xPRuI78F0NA/s320/skinnytasteheader_1000_3.png" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And finally, when I'm in the mood for a new recipe....Gina at &lt;a href="http://www.skinnytaste.com/"&gt;Skinny Taste&lt;/a&gt; ALWAYS has something up her sleeve.&amp;nbsp; Best part, it's all good for you!&amp;nbsp; Today she posted Pumpkin Cupcakes with Pumpkin Spiced Cream Cheese Icing.&amp;nbsp; Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;What are some of your faves??&amp;nbsp; I'm always looking for some new good reads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1120592728608714394?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1120592728608714394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1120592728608714394&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1120592728608714394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1120592728608714394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/blogging-legal-internet-stalking-since.html' title='Blogging.  Legal internet stalking since 1997.'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSswvOW1fbQ/TnN67BqBlQI/AAAAAAAACYo/vzI0BXjMCnQ/s72-c/bananas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-3846379356415157416</id><published>2011-09-15T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T12:56:20.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vlog'/><title type='text'>You asked, I answered. {vlog}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago I did an "ask me anything" of sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well somewhere in the mix of life and the blog challenge I up and forgot about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I'd mix it up and answer them vlog style, enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fair warning, about half way through there was a glitch in the upload and it starts to look like a an old Chinese film where my lips don't match what I'm saying.&amp;nbsp; I tried to fix it, but couldn't figure it out.&amp;nbsp; Stupid technology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Iwa-3sZd1lA" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3846379356415157416?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3846379356415157416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3846379356415157416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3846379356415157416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3846379356415157416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-asked-i-answered-vlog.html' title='You asked, I answered. {vlog}'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Iwa-3sZd1lA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-5550344979813729737</id><published>2011-09-15T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T09:34:53.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Tricks of the trade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 15: Tips for New&amp;nbsp;Bloggers﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through the challenge!&amp;nbsp; Where is time going??&amp;nbsp; Where has summer gone?&amp;nbsp; This morning I woke to a COLD house and a baby in my bed all snuggled under the covers.&amp;nbsp; Is there anything better?&amp;nbsp; I think fall is officially here!&amp;nbsp; Love it!&amp;nbsp; Looks like I better get a move on finding some boots!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto today's challenge!&amp;nbsp; Not sure if I have many new bloggers out there, but if I do....here's just a few suggestions for navigating through the blogosphere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Attach an email address to your account so people can reply back to you.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing worse than trying to respond to a comment to see the dreaded no-reply blogger!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Click &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-blog-housekeeping.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for&amp;nbsp;some easy steps on how to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Don't make it all about how many followers you have.&amp;nbsp; A little self promotion to get your name out there is ok, but don't leave comments like "I'll follow you if you follow me."&amp;nbsp; It's just a turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; No one is going to agree with everything you have to say and that's OK.&amp;nbsp; If someone disagrees with you, accept it.&amp;nbsp; Agree to disagree.&amp;nbsp; Don't start off every post with 100 disclaimers in an attempt to please everyone, it just makes you look like you don't stand behind your own beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; If you're going to take the time to comment (and definitely comment!), take the time to read the post.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing lamer than reading a comment, only to leave&amp;nbsp;you scratching&amp;nbsp;your head, wondering if they paid attention anything you just wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Be yourself!&amp;nbsp; Have fun!&amp;nbsp; Write from the heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-5550344979813729737?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/5550344979813729737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=5550344979813729737&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5550344979813729737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5550344979813729737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/tricks-of-trade.html' title='Tricks of the trade'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8072955454367677062</id><published>2011-09-14T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:45:16.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>The best is yet to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 14: What I'm looking forward too﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Getting out of my work clothes.&amp;nbsp; I had to "dress" up today.&amp;nbsp; Meaning I had to wear dress pants and a button up shirt&amp;nbsp;with.... (wait for it).... heels!&amp;nbsp; The horror!&amp;nbsp; From a strictly scrubs and flats girl this is torture.&amp;nbsp; Plus I feel like a cater waiter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Spending the day just me and Jamie on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I'm not totally stoked that the hubs will be gone, but I have some fun "mommy and me" stuff in the works!&amp;nbsp; Hopefully Mr. McCrankypants doesn't spoil the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Heading to Lincoln for the Ohio State vs Nebraska game in October.&amp;nbsp; After growing up in Husker land, it's still weird for me to have them in the Big 10....playing my Buckeyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Our five year anniversary trip to Hawaii (and yes I'm well aware of the fact that it's 2 1/2 years away!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Making Jamie a big brother (some day, some very very far away day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Fall evenings on our patio.&amp;nbsp; Enjoying some good wine, sitting by the fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Egg Nog Lattes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....The Plaza at Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Working part time.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully.&amp;nbsp; Some day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What are you looking forward too??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8072955454367677062?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8072955454367677062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8072955454367677062&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8072955454367677062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8072955454367677062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/best-is-yet-to-come.html' title='The best is yet to come'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6095666095850980194</id><published>2011-09-13T18:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:46:54.451-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Bueller?  Bueller?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 13: Favorite Quote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Growing up, Ferris Bueller's Day Off was one of my favorite movies, so the fact that this is what I chose as the quote in my Senior Year book came as no surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEAKhh4A464/Tm_jw68f58I/AAAAAAAACYY/lNEodH3HQ4s/s1600/ferrisbueller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEAKhh4A464/Tm_jw68f58I/AAAAAAAACYY/lNEodH3HQ4s/s400/ferrisbueller.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And because I couldn't pick just one....here's a few other words to live by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LTSAxpt2Xlw/Tm_j4iIAt-I/AAAAAAAACYg/RbBvB6KqlzU/s400/pooh.png" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MVPCtR34Cho/TnAHQGnyCDI/AAAAAAAACYk/dZImmQ2ynLY/s1600/AudreyHepburn_Quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MVPCtR34Cho/TnAHQGnyCDI/AAAAAAAACYk/dZImmQ2ynLY/s400/AudreyHepburn_Quote.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXi1JT1DiyQ/Tm_j0QEGGJI/AAAAAAAACYc/L4o1_Vf0U10/s1600/Matthew+6_34.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302px" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXi1JT1DiyQ/Tm_j0QEGGJI/AAAAAAAACYc/L4o1_Vf0U10/s400/Matthew+6_34.jpeg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6095666095850980194?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6095666095850980194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6095666095850980194&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6095666095850980194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6095666095850980194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/bueller-bueller.html' title='Bueller?  Bueller?'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEAKhh4A464/Tm_jw68f58I/AAAAAAAACYY/lNEodH3HQ4s/s72-c/ferrisbueller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1966423778572662106</id><published>2011-09-12T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:22:55.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>A bucket list for the next 365</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 12: Goals﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a few of things I'd like to check off my To-Do list in the next year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spend more time living life unplugged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try new restaurants instead of always going back to the same ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date night with the hubs once a month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eat less, move more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be better about sending&amp;nbsp;Birthday and Anniversary cards (like old fashioned, snail mail) for my family and friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank my husband more and nag a little bit less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get our finances in order and come up with a plan to finish knocking down our debt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finish unpacking (yes I realize we moved well over a year ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decorate the house, hang pictures,&amp;nbsp;maybe even throw some paint up onto those boring brown walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get back into the habit of trying one new recipe a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Figure out a way to take a vacation this year (hopefully with my bestie and her family)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get a new family picture taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do something fun this fall as a family!&amp;nbsp; (I'm thinking pumpkins and hay rides!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually read a book for book club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spruce up the yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buy some fabulous brown riding boots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy everyday because time is flying by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How about you?&amp;nbsp; Anything big you want to tackle this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1966423778572662106?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1966423778572662106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1966423778572662106&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1966423778572662106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1966423778572662106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/bucket-list-for-next-365.html' title='A bucket list for the next 365'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-710453314819318186</id><published>2011-09-11T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:59:55.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 11: Fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I'll never find the motivation to get healthier and lose weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That one more thing will go wrong&amp;nbsp;with our house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I'm not always the best wife, mom, sister, daughter, friend that I could be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That my marriage will fail (No we aren't having problems, but you never know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Jamie's scar will never fade﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That we will never be able to afford more children because daycare costs are so redonkulous and staying at home isn't an option&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Jamie's first molars will NEVER come in, leaving me with this miserable, cranky, tantrum throwing baby forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That one day I'll wake up and not remember the sound of my moms voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-710453314819318186?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/710453314819318186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=710453314819318186&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/710453314819318186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/710453314819318186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-doesnt-kill-you-only-makes-you.html' title='What doesn&apos;t kill you, only makes you stronger'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7990003615434696816</id><published>2011-09-10T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T09:15:09.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>My better half</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 10: Your Someone Special﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2hRyRO7vATg/TmtudMEU3pI/AAAAAAAACYI/jQdJ7o7P-K4/s1600/0134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2hRyRO7vATg/TmtudMEU3pI/AAAAAAAACYI/jQdJ7o7P-K4/s320/0134.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhliNFyzLEE/Tmtwo4BKasI/AAAAAAAACYM/mlZKbD0QJKw/s1600/20BW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhliNFyzLEE/Tmtwo4BKasI/AAAAAAAACYM/mlZKbD0QJKw/s320/20BW.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think life is about finding that one person you really care about. That one person that means more to you than anything else in the world. And when you find them, you fight for them. You risk it all, you put them in front of everything, your future, your life, all of it. Because in your heart you know, that &lt;strong&gt;the juice is worth the squeeze&lt;/strong&gt;. That's what life's all about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7990003615434696816?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7990003615434696816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7990003615434696816&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7990003615434696816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7990003615434696816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-better-half.html' title='My better half'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2hRyRO7vATg/TmtudMEU3pI/AAAAAAAACYI/jQdJ7o7P-K4/s72-c/0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7939821340279178645</id><published>2011-09-09T20:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T20:56:28.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Boob Tube</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 9: TV Shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So ready for fall TV to start up again!!&amp;nbsp; Here's just a few shows that will be in our prime time lineup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9eYEaEqrVIA/TmrBU8AZlrI/AAAAAAAACYE/cnaDUZP7vDI/s1600/vampire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9eYEaEqrVIA/TmrBU8AZlrI/AAAAAAAACYE/cnaDUZP7vDI/s320/vampire.jpg" width="222px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I rebelled against the whole Vamp craze for a loooong time, but the hubs actually turned me on to this one.&amp;nbsp; Ummm, with two leading men as hot as these guys, how could a girl say no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Modern Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j0sO7GFRASg/TmrBQuqOshI/AAAAAAAACX4/g7zX_6fPCac/s1600/modfam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j0sO7GFRASg/TmrBQuqOshI/AAAAAAAACX4/g7zX_6fPCac/s1600/modfam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOVE this!&amp;nbsp; It's one of the few 30min sitcoms we watch these days.&amp;nbsp; Absolutely hilarious.&amp;nbsp; And fun side fact, the actor who plays Cameron is from Kansas City!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWAEjJ9x_S0/TmrBNklfMLI/AAAAAAAACX0/Y1Ns_Xk4ico/s1600/how-i-met-your-mother.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWAEjJ9x_S0/TmrBNklfMLI/AAAAAAAACX0/Y1Ns_Xk4ico/s1600/how-i-met-your-mother.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't actually start watching this until they started re-runs on TBS.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm hooked.&amp;nbsp; I want to move to New York just to be friends with these people.&amp;nbsp; They are&amp;nbsp;awesome.&amp;nbsp; What Up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say Yes to the Dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vfWcyPi7RHM/TmrBUD6N4aI/AAAAAAAACYA/Ebf3RCG5qDM/s1600/sayyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vfWcyPi7RHM/TmrBUD6N4aI/AAAAAAAACYA/Ebf3RCG5qDM/s1600/sayyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Atlanta.&amp;nbsp; New York.&amp;nbsp; Bridesmaids.&amp;nbsp; Plus Sized.&amp;nbsp; You name it, I'll watch it.&amp;nbsp; It's really the only Wedding show left from my own wedding planning days they I still faithfully DVR.&amp;nbsp; Does anyone else think it's slightly ridiculous when a girl comes in and says her budget is *only* $1500 and they all gasp and wonder if they will EVER find anything that cheap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8DWnfW7ntY/TmrBH9K341I/AAAAAAAACXw/N6UHHIQocaQ/s1600/GG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8DWnfW7ntY/TmrBH9K341I/AAAAAAAACXw/N6UHHIQocaQ/s320/GG.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gone downhill since those first few seasons, but I totally have to watch and see who's pregnancy test was in that trash can!&amp;nbsp; Damn you season finale cliff hangers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pan Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MyicYapx1KM/TmrBS6IJY8I/AAAAAAAACX8/YeYepIIbyH8/s1600/Pan+Am+TV+billboard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MyicYapx1KM/TmrBS6IJY8I/AAAAAAAACX8/YeYepIIbyH8/s320/Pan+Am+TV+billboard.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday on my drive to work I see a bulletin board advertising this new show.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea what it's about, besides the obvious, but I'm totally stoked about it.&amp;nbsp; I always thought it would be fun to be a flight attendant, plus who doesn't enjoy a good 60s flashback show?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This isn't the actual billboard I drive by, but ironically the first google image that popped up!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on the ole Boob Tube at your casa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7939821340279178645?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7939821340279178645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7939821340279178645&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7939821340279178645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7939821340279178645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/boob-tube.html' title='Boob Tube'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9eYEaEqrVIA/TmrBU8AZlrI/AAAAAAAACYE/cnaDUZP7vDI/s72-c/vampire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6915018874825623857</id><published>2011-09-08T13:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:39:04.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Cause you're my best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 8: Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When it comes to friends I've definitely been blessed with the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;kind that laugh with you.&amp;nbsp; Cry with you.&amp;nbsp; Hold your hair back after a late night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kind that throw surprise birthday parties for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXJ9IJSYQd4/Tmgnu9nMTQI/AAAAAAAACXc/klLrq3kZ9J4/s1600/IMG_3782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXJ9IJSYQd4/Tmgnu9nMTQI/AAAAAAAACXc/klLrq3kZ9J4/s400/IMG_3782.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;celebrate new babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfzwbqdJjq4/TmkIK7KcCgI/AAAAAAAACXs/ea_RkWjtmmI/s1600/shower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfzwbqdJjq4/TmkIK7KcCgI/AAAAAAAACXs/ea_RkWjtmmI/s400/shower.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kind that not only&amp;nbsp;stand beside you on the best day of your&amp;nbsp;life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-27bPtYHCO_w/TmgpHgbPcJI/AAAAAAAACXk/REmJGDOJBWo/s1600/0497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-27bPtYHCO_w/TmgpHgbPcJI/AAAAAAAACXk/REmJGDOJBWo/s640/0497.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;....But are there to pick you up on the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHBxjzFukqc/TmgoMbXLnhI/AAAAAAAACXg/PpsDdvypHEc/s1600/342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHBxjzFukqc/TmgoMbXLnhI/AAAAAAAACXg/PpsDdvypHEc/s640/342.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the people who make me smile at the end of the day and I can't imagine who I'd be without them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6915018874825623857?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6915018874825623857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6915018874825623857&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6915018874825623857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6915018874825623857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/cause-youre-my-best-friend.html' title='Cause you&apos;re my best friend'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXJ9IJSYQd4/Tmgnu9nMTQI/AAAAAAAACXc/klLrq3kZ9J4/s72-c/IMG_3782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7785972402318889260</id><published>2011-09-07T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:47:42.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Oh the places you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 7: Favorite Vacation﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every trip I've been on has been a favorite for one reason or another...so how could I pick just one??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's just a few!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQ0BsvtqM0/TmfkkRSXHsI/AAAAAAAACXY/i55karnWsBo/s1600/Keys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQ0BsvtqM0/TmfkkRSXHsI/AAAAAAAACXY/i55karnWsBo/s400/Keys.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The New Year's Eve I spent with my parents in the Florida Keys.&amp;nbsp; Dinner in South Beach.&amp;nbsp; Sunsets in Key West.&amp;nbsp; Lazy days by the beach.&amp;nbsp; Cruising down the highway in our PT convertible.&amp;nbsp; A perfect way to ring in 2007!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqBu-tsfLdI/TmfkfZiOGDI/AAAAAAAACXQ/6gYsrUlamI4/s1600/NY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqBu-tsfLdI/TmfkfZiOGDI/AAAAAAAACXQ/6gYsrUlamI4/s400/NY.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was the girls trip to NYC for my bestie's Birthday where we drank ourselves silly until 4am in an Irish&amp;nbsp;Pub and&amp;nbsp;ate breakfast in SoHo&amp;nbsp;where I had&amp;nbsp;the best French Toast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Where we&amp;nbsp;got stuck in the worst rainstorm ever, aka the Noreaster of 2007.&amp;nbsp; The airport shut down and we ended up renting a car and driving home to Ohio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvJpprYQ-zY/TmfkY2_CkMI/AAAAAAAACXA/xWQGs5oCk84/s1600/chicago.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvJpprYQ-zY/TmfkY2_CkMI/AAAAAAAACXA/xWQGs5oCk84/s400/chicago.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was my Bachelorette weekend in Chicago where my bridesmaids surprised me time and time again.&amp;nbsp; From my mom showing up at the hotel to my best friend since 3rd grade walking into the restaurant for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; It was a blast!&amp;nbsp; We ate deep dish at Gino's East&amp;nbsp;and sang our hearts out at Howl at the Moon.&amp;nbsp; My last vacay as a single woman and one I'll never forget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fo3jG73rE3U/TmfkalmO3jI/AAAAAAAACXE/uWOzWSGZKn0/s1600/cruise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fo3jG73rE3U/TmfkalmO3jI/AAAAAAAACXE/uWOzWSGZKn0/s400/cruise.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our honeymoon cruise where we zip lined through Costa Rica and hiked though the jungles of Panama.&amp;nbsp; Enjoyed&amp;nbsp;the freshest fruit you've ever tasted and tried every local beer we could find.&amp;nbsp; Where I drank one too many Chocolate martinis and my husband earned the nickname Ansel Adams for taking 1,832,290 pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpAEjCr1cts/Tmfkch8igeI/AAAAAAAACXM/3dnzubMkzm4/s1600/Hawaii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpAEjCr1cts/Tmfkch8igeI/AAAAAAAACXM/3dnzubMkzm4/s400/Hawaii.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My solo trip to Hawaii with some coworkers for a Dental conference.&amp;nbsp; Where we never set foot in a conference room, but instead spent our days at the beach and cruising the North Shore.&amp;nbsp; Boy do I miss working at that office....talk about some GREAT perks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuIwlSH3iLU/Tmfkf9t-mKI/AAAAAAAACXU/VeszYPmT9l4/s1600/Vegas" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuIwlSH3iLU/Tmfkf9t-mKI/AAAAAAAACXU/VeszYPmT9l4/s400/Vegas" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course my 30th Birthday in Vegas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next year my husband turns the BIG 3-0 and we'd love to do an Alaskan Cruise.&amp;nbsp; Here's to hoping Uncle Sam can help us out with that one come tax time!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7785972402318889260?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7785972402318889260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7785972402318889260&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7785972402318889260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7785972402318889260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-places-you-go.html' title='Oh the places you go'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQ0BsvtqM0/TmfkkRSXHsI/AAAAAAAACXY/i55karnWsBo/s72-c/Keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-5525357902638820258</id><published>2011-09-07T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T08:55:12.300-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He said/She said'/><title type='text'>He Said/She Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She said: I dyed my hair.....how's it look?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;He said: Great!&amp;nbsp; Totally looks darker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She said:&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; Cause I went lighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;He said:&amp;nbsp; Oh.&amp;nbsp; Well honestly it looks exactly the same &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but I figured that would be the wrong answer.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's probably right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-5525357902638820258?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/5525357902638820258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=5525357902638820258&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5525357902638820258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/5525357902638820258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/he-saidshe-said.html' title='He Said/She Said'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-985049368738228974</id><published>2011-09-06T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T12:29:41.656-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>That's why her hair is so big.....because it's full of secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 6: Movies﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My all time favorite, will never get old, can recite every line kinda movie is Mean Girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean really, it's classic.&amp;nbsp; And who doesn't appreciate a little vintage Lohan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1wSmqLysvY/TmZX5WHn7HI/AAAAAAAACW0/cFgKX5-4d2k/s1600/meangirls11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1wSmqLysvY/TmZX5WHn7HI/AAAAAAAACW0/cFgKX5-4d2k/s320/meangirls11.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Varsity Blues became a big group favorite in college.&amp;nbsp; The one we'd all quote, and make fun of, but secretly enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5RluozQwT8/TmZX7LJ_sNI/AAAAAAAACW8/flBBOZTECXw/s1600/varsity_blues.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5RluozQwT8/TmZX7LJ_sNI/AAAAAAAACW8/flBBOZTECXw/s320/varsity_blues.jpg" width="209px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rent is my favorite musical, and for a re-make, the move is pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After seeing it on stage countless times&amp;nbsp;with limited sets and props, it was pretty cool to see it all come together on the big screen.&amp;nbsp; Plus they used the original cast which was totally&amp;nbsp;awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fNsxwRX0cNw/TmZX6s9gw6I/AAAAAAAACW4/aQTtSkVWP88/s1600/rent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fNsxwRX0cNw/TmZX6s9gw6I/AAAAAAAACW4/aQTtSkVWP88/s320/rent.jpg" width="222px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Annie was my favorite movie as a kid.&amp;nbsp; Apparently I watched it so many times I wore the tape out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EIOWkwyZ0qo/TmZXzllX3zI/AAAAAAAACWs/5OfMc58esYQ/s1600/annie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EIOWkwyZ0qo/TmZXzllX3zI/AAAAAAAACWs/5OfMc58esYQ/s320/annie.jpg" width="208px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course, The Girl Next Door.&amp;nbsp; For without this movie,&amp;nbsp;my wedding band may have been engraved with something generic and my blog may have been nameless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny how a movie about a porn star could be so life altering.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81BTDWK1fjc/TmZX2ax-PcI/AAAAAAAACWw/Sy9FhRSwEZE/s1600/girl_next_door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81BTDWK1fjc/TmZX2ax-PcI/AAAAAAAACWw/Sy9FhRSwEZE/s320/girl_next_door.jpg" width="216px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So spill, what are some of your favorite flicks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-985049368738228974?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/985049368738228974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=985049368738228974&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/985049368738228974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/985049368738228974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/thats-why-her-hair-is-so-bigbecause-its.html' title='That&apos;s why her hair is so big.....because it&apos;s full of secrets'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1wSmqLysvY/TmZX5WHn7HI/AAAAAAAACW0/cFgKX5-4d2k/s72-c/meangirls11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-7262960018139135194</id><published>2011-09-05T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T20:45:11.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Smile captured!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 5: A picture that makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EbruyhLUTw/TmV6Yw-fdKI/AAAAAAAACWo/KsCU2MiO9T8/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EbruyhLUTw/TmV6Yw-fdKI/AAAAAAAACWo/KsCU2MiO9T8/s640/010.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately my little ham has not been so happy in front of the camera.&amp;nbsp; All I've been getting are scowls and dirty looks, or sideways glances because....please mom, I'm way too busy to pause, even for a moment.&amp;nbsp; So last week when I finally caught a smile, I was ecstatic!&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-7262960018139135194?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/7262960018139135194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=7262960018139135194&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7262960018139135194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/7262960018139135194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/smile-captured.html' title='Smile captured!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EbruyhLUTw/TmV6Yw-fdKI/AAAAAAAACWo/KsCU2MiO9T8/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1719196123740461114</id><published>2011-09-04T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T08:41:59.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>{sorta} Silent Sunday: We are Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 4: Family﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Here we all are gathered around our jimmy rigged TV setup so we could watch the K-State Wildcats squeak out their first win of the season!&amp;nbsp; If last nights game is any indication of the rest of the season, it's going to be a looooong one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;My Sister in Law and my older Brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ucVB_8FB3Y/TmN9wYnarEI/AAAAAAAACWg/FIOmTCm2B0M/s1600/Jade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ucVB_8FB3Y/TmN9wYnarEI/AAAAAAAACWg/FIOmTCm2B0M/s320/Jade.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OwfbZq1gxI/TmN9yHyVkPI/AAAAAAAACWk/qZSUvtwUbT8/s1600/Matt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OwfbZq1gxI/TmN9yHyVkPI/AAAAAAAACWk/qZSUvtwUbT8/s320/Matt.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad aka Grandpa &amp;amp; Jamie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EjCjb0oRUq8/TmN9qYi0oAI/AAAAAAAACWY/v-xx8sd4hfY/s1600/dad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EjCjb0oRUq8/TmN9qYi0oAI/AAAAAAAACWY/v-xx8sd4hfY/s320/dad.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and the hubs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DORAfvS451g/TmN9tCKxa-I/AAAAAAAACWc/vWI7vYCy46s/s1600/emnad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DORAfvS451g/TmN9tCKxa-I/AAAAAAAACWc/vWI7vYCy46s/s320/emnad.jpg" width="240" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Happy Sunday friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1719196123740461114?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1719196123740461114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1719196123740461114&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1719196123740461114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1719196123740461114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorta-silent-sunday-we-are-family.html' title='{sorta} Silent Sunday: We are Family'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ucVB_8FB3Y/TmN9wYnarEI/AAAAAAAACWg/FIOmTCm2B0M/s72-c/Jade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6380804829886198294</id><published>2011-09-03T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:37:11.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>That dirty little four letter word......WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 3: Tell us about your J-O-B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work?&amp;nbsp; On a Saturday??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well thankfully I'm not actually working today, makes talking about it a bit more bearable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you already know, or maybe you don't, I'm a dental hygienist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; That's me.&amp;nbsp; The mean lady at the dentist who picks and prods at your teeth and yells at you for not flossing.&amp;nbsp; At least, that&amp;nbsp;WAS me.&amp;nbsp; For seven years.&amp;nbsp; When I worked in private practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These days I do a more non-traditional job and I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I work for a Health Center on a dental program for kids called Pro*ject Rea.dy Smil*e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday I go out to Preschools and Early Education Centers throughout the KC Metro and do dental screenings on kids 6 weeks through 6 years of age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also get to do presentations about brushing your teeth and eating healthy foods along with my trusty sidekick Allie the Alligator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWWjIEPQxCk/TmI4L37Rl2I/AAAAAAAACWE/zX__cmrmiwg/s1600/Allie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWWjIEPQxCk/TmI4L37Rl2I/AAAAAAAACWE/zX__cmrmiwg/s640/Allie.jpg" width="480px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He tends to steal the show most days.&amp;nbsp; Kids LOVE him!&amp;nbsp; And I love getting to work with kids all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Never a dull moment when they're involved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here's my "home base" aka the trailer where my office is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Lovely isn't it?&amp;nbsp; They recently painted it grey....which I think makes it look a bit like a prison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Irony at it's best.&amp;nbsp; I kid.&amp;nbsp; Sort of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAE_ykZbhDA/TmI4TZRQ1mI/AAAAAAAACWM/p4SVS3QFWFc/s1600/WIC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAE_ykZbhDA/TmI4TZRQ1mI/AAAAAAAACWM/p4SVS3QFWFc/s640/WIC.jpg" width="480px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Since I'm in Outreach and don't spend a ton of time at the center I was annexed to the little building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Not for long though!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here's the NEW building that we should be moving into by the end of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ooND6T-k0F0/TmI4WC_EiiI/AAAAAAAACWQ/auf6RvW3Jls/s1600/SURHC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ooND6T-k0F0/TmI4WC_EiiI/AAAAAAAACWQ/auf6RvW3Jls/s640/SURHC.jpg" width="480px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here's my desk where I do all the boring, not fun paperwork stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoIwB5DbI_Y/TmI4QXFI3EI/AAAAAAAACWI/9gz-_O4QdfQ/s1600/desk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoIwB5DbI_Y/TmI4QXFI3EI/AAAAAAAACWI/9gz-_O4QdfQ/s640/desk.jpg" width="480px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yes it's a mess.&amp;nbsp; Yes that's a&amp;nbsp;tooth brushing monkey on the shelf.&amp;nbsp; And yes I have two computers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The laptop is the one they got me so I could schedule appointments off site, but it's also the one that occasionally lets me surf the web.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes.&amp;nbsp; If the wireless card feels like working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So that's it.&amp;nbsp; What I do Mon-Fri from 8-5.&amp;nbsp; Long term I wouldn't mind going back into private practice.&amp;nbsp; Especially if I could find a spot in a pediatric office like the one I was at back in Ohio.&amp;nbsp; Even better if it was only part time so I could spend a little bit more time with this guy!&amp;nbsp; He's a full time job for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai9vI2VdN3s/TmI6mFL6_7I/AAAAAAAACWU/EfbJ1FoEoSA/s1600/Jwatermelon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai9vI2VdN3s/TmI6mFL6_7I/AAAAAAAACWU/EfbJ1FoEoSA/s640/Jwatermelon.jpg" width="480px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Happy Saturday friends!&amp;nbsp; Don't forget, if you want to join in on 30 days of fun, go link up with&lt;a href="http://katieslifejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt; Katie&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6380804829886198294?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6380804829886198294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6380804829886198294&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6380804829886198294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6380804829886198294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-dirty-little-four-letter-wordwork.html' title='That dirty little four letter word......WORK'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWWjIEPQxCk/TmI4L37Rl2I/AAAAAAAACWE/zX__cmrmiwg/s72-c/Allie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1256519959716977344</id><published>2011-09-02T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T09:13:11.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>The juice is worth the squeeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2: What's your blog all about﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two and a half years ago I found myself in need of a new hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A year of wedding planning was over and our honeymoon was just weeks away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd started following a few blogs though a message board I was active on&amp;nbsp;and thought....what the heck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty funny.&amp;nbsp; I like to write.&amp;nbsp; My life needs an online scrapbook of sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so.....The juice is worth the squeeze was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started out as a 20-something&amp;nbsp;newlywed blogger and have slowly transformed into a 30-something mommy blogger.&amp;nbsp; I used to write about travelling,&amp;nbsp;cooking and general newly married debauchery.&amp;nbsp; Now I write about teething, cloth diapers, toddler tantrums and working mom woes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Oh how the times have changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still try to keep it fresh though with the occasional &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/search/label/He%20said%2FShe%20said"&gt;He Said/She Said&lt;/a&gt; and&amp;nbsp;a &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/search/label/Tasty%20Tuesday"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; or two.&amp;nbsp; And of course the &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/search/label/Letters%20to%20my%20mom"&gt;letters to my mom&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; But those are really more for me and her, because I know she's still up there reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for the name.&amp;nbsp; Well that's a funny story, you can read all about &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-challenege-day-2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Friday friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1256519959716977344?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1256519959716977344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1256519959716977344&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1256519959716977344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1256519959716977344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/juice-is-worth-squeeze.html' title='The juice is worth the squeeze'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2955432656817798260</id><published>2011-09-01T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T15:55:30.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Blog Challenge....Take Two.  Day 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last time I tried this.&amp;nbsp; It was a big fat fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my defense, my mom passed away in the middle of it....so I kind of lost my mojo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here we go again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30 Days of Me....can you handle it!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 1: Introduce Yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljzS_R4FNQE/TciQwAM8RSI/AAAAAAAACC8/niJER2Hr8xg/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljzS_R4FNQE/TciQwAM8RSI/AAAAAAAACC8/niJER2Hr8xg/s400/037.JPG" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ironically.&amp;nbsp; I JUST did this on Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So scroll down to the previous blog....or click &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-just-let-me-introduce-myself-my-name.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow.&amp;nbsp; Day one and I'm already cheating.&amp;nbsp; This is off to a roaring good start......﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna join in the fun?&amp;nbsp; Go visit &lt;a href="http://katieslifejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie's Blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katieslifejourney.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i730.photobucket.com/albums/ww307/LeslieFLambert/Blog%20Items%20New/katiebutton.png" target="blank" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2955432656817798260?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2955432656817798260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2955432656817798260&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2955432656817798260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2955432656817798260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-challengetake-two-day-1.html' title='Blog Challenge....Take Two.  Day 1.'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljzS_R4FNQE/TciQwAM8RSI/AAAAAAAACC8/niJER2Hr8xg/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-3940416051577030088</id><published>2011-08-30T14:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T14:11:42.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So just let me introduce myself.  My name is Humpty, pronounced with an Umpty....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't resist a little Digital Underground on this fine Tuesday afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I digress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've noticed some new faces round these parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hellloooo new friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep I see you hiding over there in the side bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be shy.&amp;nbsp; I don't bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take some time, leave me a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like to know a little bit about the folks who welcome me into their Google Readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since it's only fair, here's the basics on me.&amp;nbsp; I was born in Omaha, Nebraska and lived there until I was 16.&amp;nbsp; Then my family moved 3 hours down the road to Kansas City.&amp;nbsp; I went to Ohio State where I became a Dental Hygienist.&amp;nbsp; In 2007 I&amp;nbsp;met my husband on Match.com.&amp;nbsp; We got married New Years Eve 2008.&amp;nbsp; Two years ago we picked up our lives and moved from Columbus, OH to Kansas City.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The hubs works for the family wine business.&amp;nbsp; Unlimited access to free wine definitely has it's perks!&amp;nbsp; We have one child which is more than enough.....for now.&amp;nbsp; His name is James aka Jamie and he just turned one!&amp;nbsp; I'm a working mom which makes life pretty crazy!&amp;nbsp; We cloth diaper and I'm obsessed with all things fluff!&amp;nbsp; We have two dogs, Kasey the beagle and Moose the beagle/french bulldog mix.&amp;nbsp; Last October my mom passed away very suddenly.&amp;nbsp; She was my best friend and I miss her more than words could express.&amp;nbsp; Being a mommy without a mommy is tough stuff sometimes.&amp;nbsp; My dad lives on a lake not far from KC and we love to visit as often as we can.&amp;nbsp; I love peanut butter and Dr. Pepper.&amp;nbsp; Fall is my favorite season.&amp;nbsp; I love college football.&amp;nbsp; My hair is in a pony tail 90% of the time and I only wear makeup the other 10%.&amp;nbsp; What can I say, I'm a minimalist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that's me in a nutshell, I hope you stay awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Want to know more about me?&amp;nbsp; Ask away.&amp;nbsp; My life is pretty much an open book, I do write about it on the Interwebs after all.&amp;nbsp; So if there's some&amp;nbsp;question you've been dying to know about me....the hubs....our offspring...now's the time!&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3940416051577030088?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3940416051577030088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3940416051577030088&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3940416051577030088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3940416051577030088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-just-let-me-introduce-myself-my-name.html' title='So just let me introduce myself.  My name is Humpty, pronounced with an Umpty....'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2493560848946437119</id><published>2011-08-29T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T20:49:24.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner, winner chicken dinner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky number TEN is the winner of a Classic Birth Date print from &lt;a href="http://littlelawsprints.com/"&gt;Little Laws Prints&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats to &lt;a href="http://connorstorm.blogspot.com/"&gt;LINDSEY&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beW60lJV1-4/TlMSwCTv5EI/AAAAAAAACV4/2eSn2RNQjwQ/s1600/001a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beW60lJV1-4/TlMSwCTv5EI/AAAAAAAACV4/2eSn2RNQjwQ/s320/001a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thanks to all who entered!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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and &lt;a href="http://www.chroniclesofneely.com/"&gt;Neely&lt;/a&gt; for another edition of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chroniclesofneely.com/" title="Its Ok Thursdays"&gt;&lt;img alt="Its Ok Thursdays" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....That at least once a week Jamie eats waffles for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....I use my blog as my personal recipe box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....To be late to work if it means a few extra snuggles with my lil man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....That Jamie's Birthday banner is still hanging up.&amp;nbsp; Around here we celebrate all month long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....That I still watch Friends reruns.&amp;nbsp; No matter how many times I've seen them, they never get old.&amp;nbsp; Same goes for How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....That I'm officially sick of reality tv.&amp;nbsp; So ready for the new fall lineup to start!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....To let the hubs take Jamie out back for a swing without me.&amp;nbsp; Father/son bonding time is important too.&amp;nbsp; So is mommy "me" time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....That I totally checked out a girl in front of me the other day.&amp;nbsp; I have no problem admitting when another chick has a great ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....That Jamie has discovered he can make noises when he blows on his arm, my leg, my arm.&amp;nbsp; It totally sounds like farts.&amp;nbsp; This makes me laugh uncontrollably.&amp;nbsp; Yep, I said it, farts are funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;....That today I'm going to the Dentist for the first time in 2 years.&amp;nbsp; And I'm a Dental Hygienist.&amp;nbsp; How bad is that?&amp;nbsp; I clean teeth for a living and can't even mange to squeeze in my own appointment?&amp;nbsp; Ok.&amp;nbsp; That's NOT ok.&amp;nbsp; Moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....That I use the winkle release cycle on my dryer more than I use my iron&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What's OK in your lives today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3270023546185743056?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3270023546185743056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3270023546185743056&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3270023546185743056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3270023546185743056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-ok_25.html' title='It&apos;s OK!'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8028140356272488928</id><published>2011-08-24T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:44:45.474-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He said/She said'/><title type='text'>He said....She said....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She said:&amp;nbsp; Mmm, this wine is so good.&amp;nbsp; I'm feelin' kinda tipsy.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it'll make me all crazy.....for later. *wink *wink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said:&amp;nbsp; Doubtful.&amp;nbsp; You'll probably be all like "Ugh, get off me.&amp;nbsp; I'm tired.&amp;nbsp; My stomach hurts. I don't want any babies......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She said:&amp;nbsp; True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to enter my &lt;a href="http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-favorite-go-to-baby-gift-giveaway.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Cause who doesn't want a custom print from &lt;a href="http://www.littlelawsprints.com/"&gt;Little Laws Prints&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8028140356272488928?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8028140356272488928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8028140356272488928&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8028140356272488928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8028140356272488928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-saidshe-said_24.html' title='He said....She said....'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8284959753638299924</id><published>2011-08-23T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T07:34:19.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite go to baby gift {GIVEAWAY}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If your life is anything like mine....everyone you know is having a baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which means countless baby gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the shower, I usually shop off the mama's&amp;nbsp;registry for the &lt;strike&gt;boring stuff&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;must-haves like bottles and&amp;nbsp;bath supplies, but once baby arrives﻿ I try to get a little creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well if you've read this blog long enough, you've probably discovered I don't have a creative bone in my body....so usually I'd pick up an outfit or two and call it day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter my long time blogging buddy &lt;a href="http://kristenlawlor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://littlelawsprints.com/"&gt;Little Laws Prints&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her little man Smith was born just before Jamie.....and shortly after the boys were born she posted this adorable Birth Date sign she had made for Smith's nursery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew I had to have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a few emails back and forth ironing out the details....this little beauty showed up in my mailbox!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beW60lJV1-4/TlMSwCTv5EI/AAAAAAAACV4/2eSn2RNQjwQ/s1600/001a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beW60lJV1-4/TlMSwCTv5EI/AAAAAAAACV4/2eSn2RNQjwQ/s400/001a.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was in love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And an obsession was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ever since then, every one of my friends and family who have welcomed a little one into the world have received&amp;nbsp;one of these prints!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Just pick up a cheapie frame&amp;nbsp;from my fave store Tar-jay and VOILA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Best gift ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Or so I like to think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here's just a few of the others Kristen has created for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I love how unique each one is based on the nursery colors and themes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mt-kO4Gijnw/TlMS0hC092I/AAAAAAAACWA/57bOKjgjiFg/s1600/Tucker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mt-kO4Gijnw/TlMS0hC092I/AAAAAAAACWA/57bOKjgjiFg/s400/Tucker.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-faVtCqUdn_w/TlMSzccSPaI/AAAAAAAACV8/Fb3pXqxwCe4/s1600/002a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-faVtCqUdn_w/TlMSzccSPaI/AAAAAAAACV8/Fb3pXqxwCe4/s400/002a.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Little Laws Prints has really taken off since those early days!&amp;nbsp; She does stationary, notepads,&amp;nbsp;invites, party decor and tons of other adorable prints!&amp;nbsp; She's so easy to work with and super quick to boot!&amp;nbsp; I always have&amp;nbsp;proofs emailed to me the same day I order.&amp;nbsp; And the best part is, all the money she makes goes straight to Smith's college fund.&amp;nbsp; Who can argue with that?!&amp;nbsp; If you haven't checked our her &lt;a href="http://littlelawsprints.com/"&gt;store&lt;/a&gt; yet, do it now, you won't be disappointed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, how would you like to win one these awesome Classic Birth Date prints for your little one?&amp;nbsp; Or maybe you need a fabulous gift for your friend/sister/cousin/coworker who's about to pop?&amp;nbsp; Well now's your chance because Kristen has offered&amp;nbsp;one up&amp;nbsp;to a lucky Worth the Squeeze&amp;nbsp;reader!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's how to enter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Follow my blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. 'Like' Little Laws Prints on Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Leave a separate comment for each entry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's it, we like to keep it simple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&amp;nbsp; Deadline is Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8284959753638299924?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8284959753638299924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8284959753638299924&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8284959753638299924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8284959753638299924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-favorite-go-to-baby-gift-giveaway.html' title='My favorite go to baby gift {GIVEAWAY}'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beW60lJV1-4/TlMSwCTv5EI/AAAAAAAACV4/2eSn2RNQjwQ/s72-c/001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-2642880196980237753</id><published>2011-08-22T09:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T10:03:38.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of this.  A little bit of that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently "Kim Kardash," got married over the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I was oblivious about any of it until my husband wondered out loud how it went.&amp;nbsp; I told him he lost serious man points for not only ﻿knowing she was getting married, but for actually caring.....and for calling her Kim Kardash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're going through a serious case of the Terrible Ones over at our house.&amp;nbsp; Like throw yourself on the ground while kicking and screaming kinda terrible.&amp;nbsp; Every time it happens I step over my flailing child and walk away.&amp;nbsp; They say it's best to ignore this behavior.&amp;nbsp; I say its best to walk away so&amp;nbsp;you can laugh your&amp;nbsp;ass off at how ridiculous&amp;nbsp;your child looks.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully this behavior hasn't happened in public....yet.&amp;nbsp; Then I'm sure it won't be so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Part of me thinks this new behavior is just a phase.&amp;nbsp; The other part of me thinks he's teething.&amp;nbsp; When in doubt blame teething right??&amp;nbsp; The drool is at an all time high, as is the chewing...but I don't see any other signs.&amp;nbsp; And believe me, I've looked in his mouth more times than he'd like.&amp;nbsp; I'm one click away from going all hippy on his ass&amp;nbsp;and buying one of those Amber teething necklaces.&amp;nbsp; Thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every single day I see a car with Ohio license plates.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, everyday.&amp;nbsp; My mom used to joke about it before we moved here how often she saw then, but I thought she was just exaggerating.&amp;nbsp; Nope, it's the truth.&amp;nbsp; Somewhere a long the line there was a mass exodus from the state of Ohio and they all came here.&amp;nbsp; I guess I can't talk, we're a part of "those people."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that Jamie is walking more, going outside is a lot more fun for all involved.&amp;nbsp; We've started a new Sunday tradish where we visit a new park around town.&amp;nbsp; Last weekend was a huge success and we had a blast.&amp;nbsp; This weekend we found&amp;nbsp;a GIANT playground within walking distance from the house that we never even knew existed.&amp;nbsp; Jamie had so much fun!&amp;nbsp; He loves climbing up all the steps and coming down the slide!&amp;nbsp; I'm seriously loving this age.&amp;nbsp; Minus the tantrums, those I could do without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a wedding this weekend and I'm so excited!&amp;nbsp; It's been years since we went to one!&amp;nbsp; The dress, the cake, the drinks.....the sending of your child to his future mother in laws house for the night.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait!&amp;nbsp; I had a gift card to JCPenney's so I treated myself to a new dress.&amp;nbsp; It's super cute AND has pockets.&amp;nbsp; Who doesn't love a dress with pockets?!?&amp;nbsp; Now if only I could find some shoes.&amp;nbsp; I hate having big feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has anyone else noticed how&amp;nbsp;advanced shopping has become?&amp;nbsp; While buying aforementioned dress I used a $10 off coupon....that I got through a text message....paid with a gift card....that got emailed to me....and when I was done the cashier asked if I wanted a paper copy or an e-receipt.&amp;nbsp; WTF.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mornings/nights have been cooler around here.&amp;nbsp; While I bitched and moaned for weeks during out triple digit streak......and I&amp;nbsp;welcome fall with open arms, I'm always sad to see summer dwindling away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-2642880196980237753?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/2642880196980237753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=2642880196980237753&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2642880196980237753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/2642880196980237753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-bit-of-this-little-bit-of-that.html' title='A little bit of this.  A little bit of that.'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-8090011069375330762</id><published>2011-08-18T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:25:27.769-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s OK Thursdays'/><title type='text'>It's Ok.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chroniclesofneely.com/" title="Its Ok Thursdays"&gt;&lt;img alt="Its Ok Thursdays" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm linking up with Amber and Neely today for "It's OK Thursday!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Head on over if you want to play along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's OK.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To get excited when an old N'Sync song comes on the radio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To simultaneously love and hate my commute.&amp;nbsp; Sitting in traffic everyday is the pits, but it's the only time I have to myself during the day so I've learned to &lt;strike&gt;enjoy&lt;/strike&gt; tolerate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To enjoy being a working mom.&amp;nbsp; Guilt free.&amp;nbsp; (most of the time)&amp;nbsp; I love my son, but I also love my job.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad I get to do both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That last week I had SIX posts related to Jamie's 1st Birthday.&amp;nbsp; It only happens once right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That despite my occasional moments of baby fever, we aren't quite ready for #2.&amp;nbsp; So stop asking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That last week we ate leftover BBQ from Jamie's party every.single.night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That my son doesn't even sit in the front seat yet, but I consistently use my "mom arm" when I stop too fast.&amp;nbsp; You know, to save my purse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That some days, I miss living in Ohio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I don't really get Pinterest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I went to the grocery store because "we didn't have any food" only to come home and make myself a grilled cheese for dinner using ingredients we already had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To wish there were more hours in the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be glad Fall is around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To procrastinate.&amp;nbsp; As long as it gets done on time, who cares how far in advance you did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you OK with today?&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-8090011069375330762?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/8090011069375330762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=8090011069375330762&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8090011069375330762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/8090011069375330762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-ok.html' title='It&apos;s Ok.....'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-1372532689349724067</id><published>2011-08-16T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T08:59:51.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><title type='text'>From the desk of James David EyeCanSee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KiW0T0B2lM/TknZftBM5GI/AAAAAAAACVY/5C425hBaQU0/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KiW0T0B2lM/TknZftBM5GI/AAAAAAAACVY/5C425hBaQU0/s640/006.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hello all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jamie here for my monthly post!&amp;nbsp; Though mama says now that I'm a year old, she may not be doing these every month anymore.&amp;nbsp; Hmph.&amp;nbsp; No body asked me, so we'll just see about that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I think she's just wussing out on trying to take my picture every month.&amp;nbsp; Apparently she doesn't like a challenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I had my big one year checkup yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Passed with flying colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I weighed in at 20.8 pounds (20%)&amp;nbsp;and measured 31 inches tall (90%)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mama was surprised I didn't weigh more....she says I'm starting to get pretty heavy to carry around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlXzDr4beIg/TknZk0ljmdI/AAAAAAAACVc/kJ8smqRoFo0/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlXzDr4beIg/TknZk0ljmdI/AAAAAAAACVc/kJ8smqRoFo0/s640/013.JPG" width="424px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/flyduds"&gt;Fly Duds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm wearing a mix of everything these days.&amp;nbsp; 12 mos.&amp;nbsp; 18 mos.&amp;nbsp; My Birthday shirt was a 2T!&amp;nbsp; Though they did run 2 sizes&amp;nbsp;small, so mama says it doesn't really count.&amp;nbsp; I think she's just trying to keep me a baby forever!&amp;nbsp; My diapers keep changing between the&amp;nbsp;middle and the largest setting.&amp;nbsp; Mom just can't quite&amp;nbsp;decide if I need to&amp;nbsp;size up or not, seems I'm kind of in between right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One things for sure though is I've moved up in the&amp;nbsp;ranks of shoes!&amp;nbsp; For 6 months I'd&amp;nbsp;been a 3.&amp;nbsp; Or so mama thought.&amp;nbsp; Little did she know I'm really a 4.5 so the lady at the shoe store recommended buying size 5's.&amp;nbsp; Oops.&amp;nbsp; At least most of my summer shoes were sandals, so it's not like my toes were squished.&amp;nbsp; For that matter, they weren't even hanging over the edge so how was she supposed to know they were technically too small!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9A8y9w1WRs/TknZlzjbu-I/AAAAAAAACVg/eMkbaiACn0Q/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9A8y9w1WRs/TknZlzjbu-I/AAAAAAAACVg/eMkbaiACn0Q/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This month was a big one at daycare.&amp;nbsp; I have officially moved from the Infant room to Toddler 1.&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad to be back with all my friends who'd graduated months before me!&amp;nbsp; No offense to the babies, but they're pretty boring for a busy guy like me!!&amp;nbsp; We do so much fun stuff in the big kid room!&amp;nbsp; We play outside and go out to the garden.&amp;nbsp; Friday is water day and I get to bring my swimsuit!&amp;nbsp;I also&amp;nbsp;made my very first finger painting for mom and dad!&amp;nbsp; It's pretty abstract, mama says I could be the next Picasso!&amp;nbsp; One of the biggest changes is we&amp;nbsp;only take&amp;nbsp;1 nap a day and we sleep&amp;nbsp;on a cots!&amp;nbsp; And even though mama can't believe it, my teacher says I do great and sleep like a champ!&amp;nbsp; She said not to be getting any ideas for at home though, that I may be sleeping in my crib until high school!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-722n1csKt3A/TknZmCEDNxI/AAAAAAAACVk/sHZr8MYBhzk/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-722n1csKt3A/TknZmCEDNxI/AAAAAAAACVk/sHZr8MYBhzk/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_17.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm still a pretty good eater which makes mama happy.&amp;nbsp; Waffles and watermelon are definitely two of my favorites!&amp;nbsp; Haven't really found any new foods I don't like, though some days, things I used to like get thrown on the floor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mommy doesn't really like this habit and she's trying really hard to break it.&amp;nbsp; Now that I've discovered all those things I throw get eaten by the dogs however, it's really a lost cause on her part.&amp;nbsp; Watching them scarf up my delicious peaches is WAY more fun than&amp;nbsp;eating them myself.&amp;nbsp; Maybe one day she'll think it's as funny as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZzeAE0iNnM/TknZna5mAVI/AAAAAAAACVs/qD_2fYq47P4/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZzeAE0iNnM/TknZna5mAVI/AAAAAAAACVs/qD_2fYq47P4/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_26.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now that I'm a big boy mama has put all my bottles away.&amp;nbsp; I'm officially off formula and 100% on milk.&amp;nbsp; I took it WAY better than mom expected.&amp;nbsp; In fact I pretty much kicked the bottle all on my own.&amp;nbsp; The pacifier however is another story.&amp;nbsp; I only use it a nap and nighttime....and sometimes in the car or when I decide to test my vocal skills in public.&amp;nbsp; Truth be told, mama is more afraid to give it up than I am....so she said we'll probably keep it around for a little bit longer.&amp;nbsp; For her sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw7W8NKgsdg/TknaBSNxa0I/AAAAAAAACVw/FV57jetuwA0/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw7W8NKgsdg/TknaBSNxa0I/AAAAAAAACVw/FV57jetuwA0/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_18.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As you all heard, I took my first steps last week!&amp;nbsp; On my birthday no less.&amp;nbsp; I'm getting a little bit better at it everyday, but still prefer crawling as my main mode of transportation.&amp;nbsp; Mom guesses I'll be walking more full time in the next month or so.&amp;nbsp; First I have to figure out this standing up on my own business.&amp;nbsp; I'm still talking up a storm, and have added the words "no" and "ok" to the mix.&amp;nbsp; Other than that, most of it is still gibberish.&amp;nbsp; Well, to everyone else at least.&amp;nbsp; I seem to be the only one who knows what I'm saying which is a shame, cause I'm funny and crack myself up on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; I'm still putting up a stink with diaper changes.&amp;nbsp; (pun intended)&amp;nbsp; Mom has figured out if she sings, I'll usually quiet down just long enough for her to wrestle a diaper on.&amp;nbsp; She has quite the variety of songs....and every time she finishes one I clap.&amp;nbsp; She's pretty flattered by this considering&amp;nbsp;her high school music teacher told her she was&amp;nbsp;tone deaf.&amp;nbsp; Said I'm probably the only person who applauds her singing.&amp;nbsp; She also said if I don't know the ABC's by the time I'm 2 she'll be amazed since that seems to be the one I love the most!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5-Bjl5ipoQ/TknZmwTTMJI/AAAAAAAACVo/3MQVfKPWORw/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5-Bjl5ipoQ/TknZmwTTMJI/AAAAAAAACVo/3MQVfKPWORw/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_19.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well folks, that's about it!&amp;nbsp; Hope to see you all again sooner than later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6-Ye6UK8_s/TknmiYictKI/AAAAAAAACV0/jo14mBioBro/s1600/jamie.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6-Ye6UK8_s/TknmiYictKI/AAAAAAAACV0/jo14mBioBro/s1600/jamie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-1372532689349724067?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/1372532689349724067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=1372532689349724067&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1372532689349724067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/1372532689349724067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-desk-of-james-david-eyecansee.html' title='From the desk of James David EyeCanSee'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KiW0T0B2lM/TknZftBM5GI/AAAAAAAACVY/5C425hBaQU0/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6671287077487618733</id><published>2011-08-15T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:43:26.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddlers'/><title type='text'>Not one of my finer mom moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend my bestie and her 15﻿ month old little girl were in town to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a great morning at the park and an afternoon at the pool we loaded up the kids and went to dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About 15 minutes in, Jamie decided he was DONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did not want to eat, so he threw his food everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did not want to be sitting in the highchair, so he did everything in his power to get up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And most importantly, he wasn't going to do any of this quietly.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to make sure every last person in that restaurant knew he was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the worst restaurant meltdown I've personally experienced as a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried all the usual tricks...but nothing worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make matters worse, my friends daughter was the epitome of good child behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She sat quietly.&amp;nbsp; Ate her food.&amp;nbsp; Played games when she was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was my friend judging my mom skills?&amp;nbsp; Absolutely not.&amp;nbsp; But I was judging myself big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embarrassed beyond belief, I lost my mom cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At one point I actually grabbed his arm and in my stern mom voice told him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You're being ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; This behavior is unacceptable"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which backfired completely and only magnified the screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Duh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not exactly sure how I thought my 1 year old was going to react to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His reasoning skills are pretty much&amp;nbsp;non-existent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the word "no" is pretty much his least favorite word in the English language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I handed him off to my husband to be taken outside it dawned on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had a busy day.&amp;nbsp; He's teething.&amp;nbsp; And he only had 1 nap.&amp;nbsp; It's now almost bedtime and I'm expecting way too much.&amp;nbsp; I'd pushed him too far, and then I yelled at him for acting out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This toddler business is tough work.&amp;nbsp; Just when I think I'm loving his new found independence, I'm reminded of the sometimes not so fun stuff&amp;nbsp;that comes along with it.&amp;nbsp; I also have to tell myself it's normal.&amp;nbsp; He's testing his boundaries.&amp;nbsp; This is what kids do and it doesn't mean&amp;nbsp;I'm a bad mom or that&amp;nbsp;I'm doing something wrong.&amp;nbsp; It just happens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this morning when I was in the pediatricians office for the big one year checkup, and we're going over all the things an average 1 year old should be doing, the nurse asks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Does he demonstrate some negative behavior"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I actually laughed out loud and said, yep, he's got that one down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-6671287077487618733?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/6671287077487618733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=6671287077487618733&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6671287077487618733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/6671287077487618733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-one-of-my-finer-mom-moments.html' title='Not one of my finer mom moments'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-3920609074689693439</id><published>2011-08-12T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T07:50:49.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Birthday'/><title type='text'>The party don't start till I walk in.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday week is finally coming to an end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what better way to finish it off than with Jamie's 1st Bday Bash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you missed the invite last Saturday,&amp;nbsp;the official theme was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Guess Whooooo's Turning One!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzR_0YUH0ME/Tjy9R4PxxII/AAAAAAAACTc/9bU29hVOrf4/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzR_0YUH0ME/Tjy9R4PxxII/AAAAAAAACTc/9bU29hVOrf4/s400/006.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The house was decked out with lots of blue,&amp;nbsp;green, brown &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;owls galore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0UTvanWSzsc/TkSFs-_XRkI/AAAAAAAACUc/4Nch5hBQPRg/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0UTvanWSzsc/TkSFs-_XRkI/AAAAAAAACUc/4Nch5hBQPRg/s320/004.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FfIX7sb33Hg/TkSF-eWCrqI/AAAAAAAACUg/IFkZ0zts918/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FfIX7sb33Hg/TkSF-eWCrqI/AAAAAAAACUg/IFkZ0zts918/s320/008.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKrNRC1YZ0I/TkSIf6ojjcI/AAAAAAAACVE/AAOxYLB7VmA/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKrNRC1YZ0I/TkSIf6ojjcI/AAAAAAAACVE/AAOxYLB7VmA/s640/003.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All paper products courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/ToadallyCuteProducts"&gt;Toadally Cute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The man of the hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Doesn't he look &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;THRILLED&lt;/span&gt; to be turning 1??&amp;nbsp; Oh the joys of photographing a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; BUSY&lt;/span&gt; toddler!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zmSbYReCl9s/TkSIoL1cAQI/AAAAAAAACVI/0Oe8xaJEBqU/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zmSbYReCl9s/TkSIoL1cAQI/AAAAAAAACVI/0Oe8xaJEBqU/s640/023.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owl Shirt from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/WeChooseJoy"&gt;WeChooseJoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MENU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;BBQ Pulled Pork &amp;amp; Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Baked Beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Cheesy Corn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Coleslaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Watermelon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXrV2FH4eWU/TkSGM5KDE2I/AAAAAAAACUk/lAr-ELnxxPY/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXrV2FH4eWU/TkSGM5KDE2I/AAAAAAAACUk/lAr-ELnxxPY/s640/012.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;CUPCAKES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;White Peach Sangria and Cranberry Lemonade to quench your thirst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Both were new recipes and absolutely to die for.&amp;nbsp; The Sangria will be a staple at all our summer parties from here on out!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3hiwG1UO-EY/TkSGajTqNHI/AAAAAAAACUo/VcmsfWdBmUw/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3hiwG1UO-EY/TkSGajTqNHI/AAAAAAAACUo/VcmsfWdBmUw/s640/015.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The infamous hat!&amp;nbsp; And matching bib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFdmQxHkheU/TkSGp5ExfKI/AAAAAAAACUs/GksKiIHoXtI/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFdmQxHkheU/TkSGp5ExfKI/AAAAAAAACUs/GksKiIHoXtI/s640/016.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/sunshinedaydream4u"&gt;Sunshine Daydream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whoooo's ready for some cake??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;This guy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Note the matching diaper....you didn't think this cloth addict would miss an opportunity to buy new fluff did you??&amp;nbsp; LOL.&amp;nbsp; Truth be told, the diaper came first and kind of inspired the whole theme!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chfwp3Q3qCw/TkSI_9ttdVI/AAAAAAAACVU/dxEceXy7oi8/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chfwp3Q3qCw/TkSI_9ttdVI/AAAAAAAACVU/dxEceXy7oi8/s640/069.JPG" width="331px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw6k3ZG4E-8/TkSI6-pk05I/AAAAAAAACVQ/tQHSWXLCxBM/s1600/065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw6k3ZG4E-8/TkSI6-pk05I/AAAAAAAACVQ/tQHSWXLCxBM/s320/065.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yAQhxoLVHFA/TkSGt8H9IXI/AAAAAAAACUw/r94Mgj8qcYo/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yAQhxoLVHFA/TkSGt8H9IXI/AAAAAAAACUw/r94Mgj8qcYo/s1600/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Notice the hat....propped precariously on the back of his chair?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that's about as close to his head as we could get it.&amp;nbsp; I can't say I'm surprised.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRJ47tixmmA/TkSHKR_yBfI/AAAAAAAACU4/8mpSaSA3IUI/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRJ47tixmmA/TkSHKR_yBfI/AAAAAAAACU4/8mpSaSA3IUI/s320/027.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iOVjNB4J7a0/TkSG6buaIHI/AAAAAAAACU0/qMOD2aBXjlE/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iOVjNB4J7a0/TkSG6buaIHI/AAAAAAAACU0/qMOD2aBXjlE/s320/024.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BFy1wVtzOMI/TkSHWz0pYkI/AAAAAAAACU8/x0dge0JR0eE/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BFy1wVtzOMI/TkSHWz0pYkI/AAAAAAAACU8/x0dge0JR0eE/s640/029.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The EyeCanSee's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xG6oRfJ7TSg/TkSHjwIBlwI/AAAAAAAACVA/EZ0hEVzLyMY/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xG6oRfJ7TSg/TkSHjwIBlwI/AAAAAAAACVA/EZ0hEVzLyMY/s640/037.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at us!&amp;nbsp; We survived an entire year of parenting and we're still smiling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Too bad we can't say the same for our kid....oh well....2 outta 3 ain't bad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Whew!&amp;nbsp; This turning one business is tough work!&amp;nbsp; Let me take a load off on my sweet new chair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loZIcVdEbOw/TkSIs1tw0JI/AAAAAAAACVM/t4YrVd5YCmc/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loZIcVdEbOw/TkSIs1tw0JI/AAAAAAAACVM/t4YrVd5YCmc/s640/038.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Friday friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/96317585851268574-3920609074689693439?l=mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/feeds/3920609074689693439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=96317585851268574&amp;postID=3920609074689693439&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3920609074689693439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/96317585851268574/posts/default/3920609074689693439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrandmrseyecansee.blogspot.com/2011/08/party-dont-start-till-i-walk-in.html' title='The party don&apos;t start till I walk in.....'/><author><name>Mrs EyeCanSee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06481991213562788059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYPCAZSXFWM/Sp2IIEhtXLI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ID5IoKNAZoI/S220/lemon.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzR_0YUH0ME/Tjy9R4PxxII/AAAAAAAACTc/9bU29hVOrf4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-96317585851268574.post-6795031723185954751</id><published>2011-08-11T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:59:00.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Birthday'/><title type='text'>Have your cake and eat it too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever wondered what happens when you give a cake to a 1 year old?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-59mAdZQozCE/Tj_SNWuGPmI/AAAAAAAACTg/XMm-fod8bO4/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-59mAdZQozCE/Tj_SNWuGPmI/AAAAAAAACTg/XMm-fod8bO4/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_14.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46WJ1AGgXmE/Tj_Sw3skbXI/AAAAAAAACT8/Y17q5FreYEU/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46WJ1AGgXmE/Tj_Sw3skbXI/AAAAAAAACT8/Y17q5FreYEU/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_13.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5U2MQku6nc/Tj_SQRVsBDI/AAAAAAAACTk/OXeJJBeCICI/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5U2MQku6nc/Tj_SQRVsBDI/AAAAAAAACTk/OXeJJBeCICI/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_11.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vueIIBEqP9U/Tj_SWv5bnYI/AAAAAAAACTo/TloIBqFKJ0Y/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vueIIBEqP9U/Tj_SWv5bnYI/AAAAAAAACTo/TloIBqFKJ0Y/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_06.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytyPwhZW1Kw/Tj_SZtIQINI/AAAAAAAACTs/k0-h-oi-DrI/s1600/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytyPwhZW1Kw/Tj_SZtIQINI/AAAAAAAACTs/k0-h-oi-DrI/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_04.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjCTYZnC01k/Tj_Sm9iumfI/AAAAAAAACT4/t2QrWByPYJY/s400/EigenseeE_LQ415-O1FXXHU_02.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/87/63A504C7EFC4342FBFC16F28975EF509.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgk0x7-KCB4/TkHS7XQddQI/AAAAAAAACUQ/kNmZZgl6_iE/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgk0x7-KCB4/TkHS7XQddQI/AAAAAAAACUQ/kNmZZgl6_iE/s320/079.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-86_nmModoSM/TkHSpp4KsLI/AAAAAAAACUM/dWLrhsJ5VBs/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-86_nmModoSM/TkHSpp4KsLI/AAAAAAAACUM/dWLrhsJ5VBs/s320/078.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;mentioned in passing that Jamie took his 1st steps on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I failed to mention it happened at daycare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every working mom's worst nightmare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All weekend we tried to get him to take these supposed steps, but we got nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nada.&lt;br /&gt;Not a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I decided, if&amp;nbsp;mama didn't see it....it didn't happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well yesterday, on the evening of his 1st Birthday, he did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He WALKED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not just a a step or two, but actually walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Across the living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Down the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actual steps, albeit a little drunk monkey looking, but hey, I'll take it!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a perfect ending to a perfect day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's the little bit I could catch on camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sorry it's sideways, mom fail)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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