<?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-17633066</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:52:21.594-05:00</updated><category term='Hopes and Dreams'/><category term='Its all about the tv/movies'/><category term='Letters to the kid'/><category term='Its MeMe time...'/><category term='Just stuff'/><category term='Grrr...'/><category term='Absoulutly Blah'/><category term='Potty Training adventures'/><category term='Woo Who Holidays'/><category term='Nothing but family'/><category term='The kid'/><category term='PayPerPost'/><category term='school'/><category term='Scott'/><category term='Lovey Dovey'/><category term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><category term='Daily Musings'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Flaugh's Flaws</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>611</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-2396919956177588992</id><published>2007-04-01T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T16:33:22.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><title type='text'>Making the switch</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm doing.  I have decided to move to WordPress.  So if I happen to be lucky enough to be on your blogroll go ahead and change it to the new &lt;a href="http://heatherflaugh.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Flaugh's Flaws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I will be keeping my blogger account open so I can continue to comment on everyones blogs.  Oh yeah if you tried to watch the video I posted ealier, I fixed it. Make sure you push play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-2396919956177588992?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/2396919956177588992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=2396919956177588992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2396919956177588992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2396919956177588992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/04/making-switch.html' title='Making the switch'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1328024056819886055</id><published>2007-03-30T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:32:21.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><title type='text'>Moving?</title><content type='html'>Yep, I'm thinking about it.  I'm thinking about making the move to wordpress.  I've started a new blog &lt;a href="http://heatherflaugh.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I've imported all my old post from here.  There are some features I like better on wordpress.  But I'm comfortable here.  We will see.  Check it out.  I like to hear your opinions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1328024056819886055?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1328024056819886055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1328024056819886055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1328024056819886055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1328024056819886055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/moving.html' title='Moving?'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5830628139172695246</id><published>2007-03-30T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:46:24.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potty Training adventures'/><title type='text'>SAHM...day 2, potty training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rg0vLSQ8fTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tMikJxHYgUw/s1600-h/toot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047742628280171826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rg0vLSQ8fTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tMikJxHYgUw/s320/toot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So yesterday was quite fun.  Tanner and I went shopping and then to Chuck E. Cheese for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; party. He had a blast, the older he gets the more excited he gets about things. Now that I have a week off for a whole week off we are focusing on potty training. And he's so okay with it. Every 30 minutes I say "Lets go to the potty" he jumps up and he runs to the potty. So far today he's gone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I put him on there. BUT his diaper is still wet.  So he's trying but I'm still not sure if he can tell when he has to go. Or if he just cant put it together.  Because he jumps up from the potty when he goes, and claps his hands and says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;peepee&lt;/span&gt; in potty"  so he knows he's going.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.  We'll just have to stay diligent and keep our fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5830628139172695246?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5830628139172695246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5830628139172695246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5830628139172695246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5830628139172695246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/sahmday-2-potty-training.html' title='SAHM...day 2, potty training'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rg0vLSQ8fTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tMikJxHYgUw/s72-c/toot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1175278426123706065</id><published>2007-03-30T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T07:56:09.124-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>It's someone's birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/224/224064qkagkuw6tc.jpg width=400 height=200 alt='myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

It Jessica's birthday over at &lt;a href="http://www.raisingjoey.com/"&gt;Raising Joey&lt;/a&gt;!! Stop by and wish her a happy birthday. And while you're there take a look at her adorable son.  Happy birthday Jess!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1175278426123706065?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1175278426123706065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1175278426123706065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1175278426123706065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1175278426123706065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-someones-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s someone&apos;s birthday!!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6050245341994855949</id><published>2007-03-28T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:05:32.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>So I'm officially a SAHM....kinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgsdPSQ8fQI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BPJnW3LjlAw/s1600-h/swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047159955836927234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgsdPSQ8fQI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BPJnW3LjlAw/s320/swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the next week and a half completely.  But of course I still have school.  But I will be home everyday before 2.  I'm excited.  I am so ready for to relax for the next week.  I have lots of stuff I want to accomplish.  Mostly Spring cleaning.  Yeah I've got that itch.  I had so much fun at Tanner's school today.  We got to hide all the Easter eggs and it was so much fun watching them find all the eggs.  And they did.  They played in the water, and got dirty.  We found out that Tanner's buddy from school actually lives right down the street from us, so his mom and I are going to try and get together and let them play together. I am also planning to hit the potty training head on.  Hopefully we can accomplish something in the next week.  Well.  Its 10:00 my normal bed time, and I dont have to go to sleep.  I'm not sure what to do. Hmmm.  Well unitl tomorrow my first offical day as a SAHM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6050245341994855949?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6050245341994855949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6050245341994855949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6050245341994855949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6050245341994855949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-im-officially-sahmkinda.html' title='So I&apos;m officially a SAHM....kinda'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgsdPSQ8fQI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BPJnW3LjlAw/s72-c/swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7892502514845125252</id><published>2007-03-28T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:55:28.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday...Spring has so Sprung!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgscRSQ8fOI/AAAAAAAAAYo/OnbgcDHsrK4/s1600-h/scottsflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047158890685037794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgscRSQ8fOI/AAAAAAAAAYo/OnbgcDHsrK4/s320/scottsflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Okay so not so wordless, we took these today, the weather was gorgouse, and I thought they turned out pretty good.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7892502514845125252?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7892502514845125252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7892502514845125252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7892502514845125252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7892502514845125252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/wordless-wednesdayspring-has-so-sprung.html' title='Wordless Wednesday...Spring has so Sprung!!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgscRSQ8fOI/AAAAAAAAAYo/OnbgcDHsrK4/s72-c/scottsflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1240308709587019412</id><published>2007-03-27T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:44:39.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>I promised pictures....</title><content type='html'>So here we go. We had Easter early with my in laws, because my mother in law will be in Oklahoma over Easter. Tanner had a blast. He died eggs...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046765987076799554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rgm27SQ8fEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/l32Gt6PPw1M/s320/eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And boy did he ever get messy...note the too small t-shirt. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think about shoes, and his white sneakers looked like rainbows, thank God for the Mr. Clean magic eraser....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046766747286010962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rgm3niQ8fFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nhyA18OKqdw/s320/after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a wardrobe change, and trying to get his hands from being green, Scott hid Easter eggs, and I must say that my little monster did pretty good finding them by himself...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046767494610320482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rgm4TCQ8fGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/SRMtMfMx77g/s320/hunt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why this one turned out blurry sorry. But you can still see how cute he is.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046767954171821170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rgm4tyQ8fHI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UHrtiflhqoQ/s320/back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
This is my favorite picture from Sunday.  We had so much fun. This is the first time that he was actually excited about doing eggs and finding them.  He's gotten to this fun age where he loves everything and he wants to try it all.  I love watching him grow and be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adventurous&lt;/span&gt;.  I cant wait for Halloween this year.  Tomorrow he has an Easter egg hunt at school, and since I only have one exam...just one, I get to go and volunteer.  Its going to be so much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1240308709587019412?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1240308709587019412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1240308709587019412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1240308709587019412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1240308709587019412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-promised-pictures.html' title='I promised pictures....'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rgm27SQ8fEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/l32Gt6PPw1M/s72-c/eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-4071035886128100116</id><published>2007-03-27T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:47:56.712-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Just a quickie</title><content type='html'>So I get back into the swing of things and school hits me with a butt load of stuff to do.  But I can finally say, I am done with all my papers.  Yay me.  No more up til midnight at the computer.  Well at least until next semester.  In the past week I have written 7 papers, given a speech, and as of now taken one exam, number 2 is next period, and number 3 is in the morning.  And hopefully that will be my last one for the week.  If I get lucky I will get out of class by 930, and I start my break early. Yippee.  When I get home tonight I have some great pictures from this weekend to upload.  So let me go, I want to study a little bit before my exam.  Unti later all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-4071035886128100116?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/4071035886128100116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=4071035886128100116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4071035886128100116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4071035886128100116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-quickie.html' title='Just a quickie'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-4021378910509848443</id><published>2007-03-23T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T21:04:04.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>My big boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgSGdpOz4vI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WLKkdv35EdY/s1600-h/elmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045305326404100850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgSGdpOz4vI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WLKkdv35EdY/s320/elmo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;While we're still working on the potty, Tanner likes to wear big boy underware, but since we still have accidents he has to wear them on top of his diaper.  I think he's so cute wearing them.  But of course I'm a bit biased&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-4021378910509848443?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/4021378910509848443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=4021378910509848443&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4021378910509848443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4021378910509848443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-big-boy.html' title='My big boy...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgSGdpOz4vI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WLKkdv35EdY/s72-c/elmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7555724708966720703</id><published>2007-03-22T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:22:55.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm Back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgM28pOz4tI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PQO4U4AaMPs/s1600-h/out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044936423073112786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgM28pOz4tI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PQO4U4AaMPs/s320/out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay!! I'm up and running.  Thank God.  Thanks to Beck's other half, my laptop is up and running and I can blog from the comfort of the living room again.  All I can say is THANK YOU CHRIS!!  Well I guess I should try and update.  So I am in countdown mode at the job.  One more week.   Finals are next week.  Ugh.  I shouldnt complain I really only have 3 finals, its not too bad.  I have 2 oral reports to do on Mon aand Tues that kinda sucks but hey.  Once I leave Thurs I'm out for a week.  Tanner is a mess.  He is just the total boy package.  Wanting to play outside and get dirty.  He's always wanting to go to school, he doesnt understand why mommy goes everyday andhe doesnt.  I feel bad that school ends for him in May and they're out for the summer, I'm going to try to find something for him to join.   I have to call around and see if there are any sports or anything that starts at 2.  Scott has been absolutly wonderful. He has cleaned the whole house.  And he's kept it that way all week, that's been so wonderful.    Now that things are going to be slowing down, I can get back into my regular blogging schedule.  Reading and writing.  I know this is quick but I am  a little tired. I have a lot of Tanner stories but no time right now, and hopefully I can some more pictures uploaded and on here.  And now ladies and ladies we will be returning to our regularly scheduled blogging program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7555724708966720703?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7555724708966720703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7555724708966720703&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7555724708966720703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7555724708966720703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back....'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RgM28pOz4tI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PQO4U4AaMPs/s72-c/out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6758051036701444040</id><published>2007-03-18T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T17:11:42.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing but family'/><title type='text'>Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=25a9e97a84040a8462f30b" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="350" height="328" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=25a9e97a84040a8462f30b&amp;skin_id=0&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:30px;width:350px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=25a9e97a84040a8462f30b&amp;skin_id=0&amp;source=emplay&amp;coord=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/25a9e97a84040a8462f30b/0.gif" style="border:0px;" width="350" height="35" ismap /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/create?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

I do not usually talk about regrets, because honestly, I do not have many.  I'm a firm beliver that everything I've done in my life has brought me to where I'm suppose to be.  But with hearing about my Aunt Val's death one regret keeps popping up and sitting right at my heart.  And its not knowing my dad's side of the family.  Okay, I know them.  I know I have 3 uncles 6 aunts (4 now) and I know I have lots of cousins.  Cousins who have grown up and had their own kids, meaning more cousins.  Which I'm sorry to say I havent met.  My dad's family lives in Minnesota.  And as you know I grew up in North Carolina.  When I was younger, before we moved to Europe we use to go once a year to visit, usually every summer.  And when I was young age didnt really matter.  I mean of course my 15 year old cousins didnt want to play with a 8 year old, but the ones who were 10 didnt seem to mind.  But once we got shipped to Germany it seems like the memories I have are few and inbetween.  The last time I remember going to Minnesota was for Christmas, I cant remember the year.  I was over whelmed, by this huge family where everyone got together for Christmas dinner.  I mean huge.  And that was before all the kids got married.  So here I am 30, and the last time I saw my family was Sept 11, 2002.  We went to Minnesota for a family reunion.   5 years ago.  A lot has changed in five years.  Five years ago, was the first time that my dad's family saw me as an adult.  And now, my aunt has died and all I can do is wonder how to fix the time that I have now.  None of my dad's family has met Scott, or Tanner.  I mean I send letters and pictures, but it never seems enough.  I hate that I cant go to the funeral. And I knowing that Tanner may be 10 years old before anyone meets them.  SO if I ever say I dont have any regrets, call me a liar.  Because right now, this one.  This BIG one is really lying heavy on me.  And it just makes me sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6758051036701444040?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6758051036701444040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6758051036701444040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6758051036701444040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6758051036701444040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/regrets.html' title='Regrets'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3363959154750226240</id><published>2007-03-17T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T10:29:41.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Aunt Val</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfwI76H45AI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QHfxTfiD_-Q/s1600-h/brian+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042915508055761922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfwI76H45AI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QHfxTfiD_-Q/s320/brian+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My aunt Val lost her battle with cancer last night.  We knew this was coming but it doesnt lessen the saddness that comes with it.  Val was a great person who was always laughing and smiling.  We love you Val, and you will be missed.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3363959154750226240?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3363959154750226240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3363959154750226240&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3363959154750226240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3363959154750226240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-aunt-val.html' title='My Aunt Val'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfwI76H45AI/AAAAAAAAAWw/QHfxTfiD_-Q/s72-c/brian+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5252082305220281895</id><published>2007-03-16T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T09:34:44.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>Big Announcement!!</title><content type='html'>Are you ready for this?  I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; advice, and I quit my job.  I put my notice in this morning.  So March 30 is my last day.  I cant help but feel relieved.  I kind of feel guilty because I love the kids there but, I have to worry about my kid more.  He's so ready to be potty trained and with me being home more I can work on it more.  My body needs a break.  I've been out of work for the past 3 days because I felt like I was dying.  I haven't been able to sleep all week.  When I woke up Tues, my head felt like it was going to explode, my throat was swollen.  I cant miss school because finals are coming so I called into work.  Wed when I woke or should I say got out of bed, my head was still throbbing, and one of my glands in my throat was so swollen you could see it from the outside.  Lovely.  So I called in again Wed.  and I think that was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; maker for me.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ever remember being this sick before...so often.  I'd get sick, I stayed in bed, I got better.  The way I'm going now I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have any rest.  I wake up every 2 hours while I'm sleeping.  I can tell you exactly what time I wake up because I stare at the clock...hopefully this will bring some kind of balance back into our home.  Into my life.  I called a phone nurse last night, and she said I have some of the symptoms of Mono, but she could not diagnosis me and I should see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;.  Well since I've been waiting for my insurance to kick in I currently don't have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;.  But what I read online about it there is nothing they can do for it.  Just lots of rest.  NO vigorous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt;.  SO...that's what I'm going to do.  Rest.  I go back to work this afternoon, and I'll be counting down until the 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh yeah Mir I looked in what you said about the loan and I have to turn my application in at the end of the month. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5252082305220281895?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5252082305220281895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5252082305220281895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5252082305220281895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5252082305220281895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/big-announcement.html' title='Big Announcement!!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-4221423029779117423</id><published>2007-03-13T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T10:51:01.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its MeMe time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/185277223/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/75/185277223_6fcf0d5cb1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/185277223/"&gt;tink&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jess, tagged me. I'm suppose to list five things I love about being a woman.  Just to let you know, most of mine are yours too Jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jewlery, I love being able to wear it and show it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. PREGNANCY, While mine was awful, I loved being pregnant.  I hate the fact that I probably wont expiriance it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. BEING CALLED MOMMY! Who knew one word could change your life completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. BEING A SISTER, how wonderful is it to have someone connected to you your whole life, and then they become your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. BEING A WIFE, meeting the man of my dreams and saying I do, need I say more?? (loving this answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I going to tag, lets see, Tonya, Beck, and Mir.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-4221423029779117423?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/4221423029779117423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=4221423029779117423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4221423029779117423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4221423029779117423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-meme-time.html' title='Its MeMe time'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/75/185277223_6fcf0d5cb1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3240767381097449667</id><published>2007-03-13T05:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:00:53.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfaD9KH44-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3CoHR5tGbeo/s1600-h/engaged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041361919600550882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfaD9KH44-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3CoHR5tGbeo/s320/engaged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is actually or 3rd wedding anniversary and our 4th anniversary of being together.  I love you Scott.  You make me feel special, and love me like no other could.  Here's to many, many more.  Always.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3240767381097449667?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3240767381097449667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3240767381097449667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3240767381097449667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3240767381097449667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfaD9KH44-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3CoHR5tGbeo/s72-c/engaged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7902473992988919894</id><published>2007-03-12T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:31:50.182-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>How could I forget?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfXtdKH448I/AAAAAAAAAWM/dFxeEcxjIGo/s1600-h/cathat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041196443100570562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfXtdKH448I/AAAAAAAAAWM/dFxeEcxjIGo/s320/cathat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hustle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bustle&lt;/span&gt; of the of the past 2 weeks, I missed a very important day.  Dr. Seuss's birthday (Mar 2).  Of course at Tanner's  school they made hats and read some of the great books.  I was given this picture today.  How cute does he look in his Cat in the Hat?  He had a problem keeping it up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Suprising&lt;/span&gt; since he has such a big head.

I did my report today.  I must say out of the 3 of us who went today, I felt like I was more informed and my board looked better (but I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;braggin&lt;/span&gt;' I swear).  So a little bit of stress is lifted from my shoulders.  Now I only have 3 more to do.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be a problem, I plan to get them done this weekend.

Now for the really big news...Tanner is going to the potty!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!!  We started trying again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.  I got him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; potty chair and the minute he saw it he got all excited.  Sunday we woke up and he went pee pee.  Later in the day, he had a poop, and this morning he got up first thing and went pee pee again.  He gets so excited, and he's actually wanting to sit there so hopefully this is it, and we're on our way to no more diapers.  He's still not feeling too good, he's got that pitiful cough, and he's very clingy.  Hopefully tomorrow he will just be a bum with daddy and rest. 

As for anything else I will try to catch up in the morning.  Jess, I promise I will get to your meme,  and there's another one I saw that will be great for me to do tomorrow.  So until later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7902473992988919894?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7902473992988919894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7902473992988919894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7902473992988919894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7902473992988919894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-could-i-forget.html' title='How could I forget?'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RfXtdKH448I/AAAAAAAAAWM/dFxeEcxjIGo/s72-c/cathat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6960421846710233284</id><published>2007-03-11T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T18:51:15.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Here Ye, Here Ye...</title><content type='html'>Let it be known that I, Heather, have become a blogging slacker.  I know, I know shocking.  Well hopefully it only last a couple of more weeks.  Once my classes go back down to 4 a day,  I should be able to get back to my normal once a day routine.  So for the few of you who read my blog, I'm sorry.  But let me get to updating...Tanner still has a pretty nasty cough, bad enough that I kept him home from school Friday.  He acts fine until he starts to cough.  Then sometimes its so bad that he throws up.  So any advise out there from other moms? How long do I let a cough go before I call the dr?  In school news, I finished my project board.  Yay for me (Thank you Jess for all your help).  I'm going to take a picture so everyone can see it.  So that's one big project down, 6 more to go.  The rest really arent that hard, my plan is to get one done, Thrus, Fri, Sat, and maybe 2 on Sunday and I'll be done.  Finals are coming up in 2 weeks.  Not looking forward to that.  But I just have to keep reminding myself that in 23 more weeks I graduate.  I'm trying to think here...my brain froze on me.  Oh as you see I'm in the process of changing my blog.  &lt;a href="http://signatures.bundook.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  made me the most awesome banner for my blog, but I cant seem to get it work right now.  Hopefully within the next day or 2 it will be there for all to see.  For all of you whose blogs I read, I promise I'm still reading them, but its usually between classes and I dont have time to comment.  I will try to do better.  I promise.  Okay, now I'm off to take a shower and get some study time in before bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6960421846710233284?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6960421846710233284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6960421846710233284&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6960421846710233284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6960421846710233284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-ye-here-ye.html' title='Here Ye, Here Ye...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3451275988877914042</id><published>2007-03-07T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T19:11:34.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Trying to catch up</title><content type='html'>So I skipped school today, and asked for the day off at work so I could catch up on my research papers.  I finished one and the presentation board that goes with it.  I have all the information to write the next one.  I talked my boss at work and told her that  I feel like I should quit because of everything going on with school, (I need another day off next week).  And she no, that they didnt mind working with me.  So for now I'm sticking it out.  I did ask about getting some extra on my student loan, and I'm suppose to go apply at the end of the month.  SO we will see how that goes.  I've been so busy, that I didnt get to get on here and embarass my sister.  Her birthday was yesterday and I planned to post some little baby pictures of her.  Maybe I'll do that tomorrow.  We did take her to the movies last night and saw Wild Hogs.  That movie was too funny.  Loved it.  In Tanner news, he has another damn cold, how he got it I dont know. He was fine until like 3am, he woke crying and not being able to breath, and he was burning up. But he didnt have a fever.  So he woke up in a good mood, and wanted to go to school, so I took him and told them to call me if he looks like he doesnt feel good.  I didnt get a phone call, but he's coughing and his noes is running none stop. Ugh.  Its like we get rid of some ailment and another damn one pops up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3451275988877914042?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3451275988877914042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3451275988877914042&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3451275988877914042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3451275988877914042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/trying-to-catch-up.html' title='Trying to catch up'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-2364511740566902366</id><published>2007-03-04T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T19:16:57.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Lots and Lots of pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So today's post is more upbeat than the past couple ones. We took Tanner to get his pictures taken today at Picture People. Let me just say that they are awesome. The photographer did such a good job, and she was so patient it was crazy and fun. Picking pictures was not an easy task. So sit back and enjoy:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038225835649358834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RetftDATW_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/w3OGhy52AD0/s320/sillyboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038225749750012898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RetfoDATW-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/yZtIIJJN0Ak/s320/toughboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038225990268181506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Retf2DATXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Bi6iQMu4vug/s320/mommyandtanner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038226162066873362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RetgADATXBI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wb2QZd_Vynw/s320/two.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is his 2 year old picture. I like this better than just the number we got last year.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038226428354845730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RetgPjATXCI/AAAAAAAAAVk/bxsn1Fvggsc/s320/bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is one of my favorites. He's trying to blow the bubbles.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038226716117654578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RetggTATXDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/qeuBX7JzElU/s320/laugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038227059715038290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Retg0TATXFI/AAAAAAAAAV8/AQaseCIyXlI/s320/intheair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038226896506281026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RetgqzATXEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/RRFoNiLBzS4/s320/bigblueyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038227261578501218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RethADATXGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OhezSirEwlg/s320/bubble2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So there you go.  There are tons more. BUT I couldnt afford all of them.  They are suppose to be up tomorrow on their website, and I will link there so you can see them if you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-2364511740566902366?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/2364511740566902366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=2364511740566902366&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2364511740566902366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2364511740566902366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/lots-and-lots-of-pictures.html' title='Lots and Lots of pictures'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RetftDATW_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/w3OGhy52AD0/s72-c/sillyboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7537065302160023250</id><published>2007-03-03T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T07:42:18.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grrr...'/><title type='text'>When do you step in?</title><content type='html'>So those of you who have been reading my blog for awhile know that we've had issues with our neighbors. From septic tanks on our property to kidnapping their dogs and putting them in better homes. Well the lady has since booted out the boyfriend and is trying to get things straight. But guess what? The boyfriend? Yeah he's CRAZY! I mean really. He sneaks over there while she's gone. He trashes her house and yard. He's busted her water pipe, which we fixed for her. And today...we went grocery shopping and I come back to find a lot of glass busted in the street in front of our houses. I'm not talking one or two bottles, I'm talking mirrors or windows. So Kristi and I try to sweep it out of the road because I really dont want anyone messing up their cars, especially us...but I notice there is a whole bunch of stuff in her front yard that wasnt there before. So I go look and its some clothes and pieces of her house. He literally ripped off her siding. Then some of the neighborhood kids come over and say that he came over and showed out, but "He didnt hit her today" because one of their brothers was there. Then they contined that he was crazy and he had a gun...I about shit my pants. HELLO!! This is next door to me. I talk to her kids alomost everyday. And we know when the creep shows up because his truck is so load it shakes our walls. SO what do I do? Will it do any good to call the cops? And if I call the cops, whats to stop him from going nuts on us? I mean hello...gun? I'm not jumping at any sound I hear. I feel bad for her, then part of me wants to shake her and say look do something, you have kids. RUN! HIDE!! CALL THE COPS! But how do you tell someone that? I just dont know.

***&lt;em&gt;Just an update, I ended up calling the cops last night but all they did was a drive by.  So I'm not sure what happened.   Her boyfriend called back around 1130, so I called and asked the cops to check on her because I knew he wasnt suppose to be there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7537065302160023250?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7537065302160023250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7537065302160023250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7537065302160023250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7537065302160023250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-do-you-step-in.html' title='When do you step in?'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1197545480245202331</id><published>2007-02-28T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:23:19.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have issues...</title><content type='html'>I know you're all saying "Not Heather", but yes I'm having some issues.  Health, stress, all of thee above.  Last week I started having some tighting in my chest, little spruts of pain.  I have high blood pressure, so I dont take that lightly.  But I began to notice that it happened more often at school and work.  So I played hookie from school, and guess what? No tighting no pain.  Good.  I go to work, and I'm alone with  10, 2 year olds, guess what? Tighting comes back.  Some one asked me what do I have to be stressed about?  I dont know...six classes, 4 papers, work, trying to get my house clean, trying to spend time with my family.  All equals stress.  Yes I know LOTS of people do it, and I do it.  But for some reason,  stress is getting to me. Why now I dont know. But I dont know what to do about it.  Do I quit my job? Do I drop some classes?  Or do I just hold out.  I'll be back to a lesser schedule in 6 weeks...I just dont know. (Which stresses me out!) ACK!!  I dont know what I should do. Any advice would be greatly appreciated.  Because I'm obviously not doing something right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1197545480245202331?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1197545480245202331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1197545480245202331&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1197545480245202331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1197545480245202331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-issues.html' title='I have issues...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8059721144866161823</id><published>2007-02-27T21:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:12:52.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay I promised answers...so here we go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/386112378/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/143/386112378_bcf7ab4ee5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/386112378/"&gt;I'm so silly&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry its taken me so long to get the answers up.  I've been feeling a bit stressed, and I was hoping everyone would get to read it before I revealed who everyone was so without futher adieu here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mandy from Anna and Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Zoot...who doesnt love Zoot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Kristi, my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Ali at Crumley.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Out of respect for privacy, I wont post who this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Tonya, from A Mother's Journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Beck from Mommy's Time Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Sxymma, Baby David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Liz McCarthy at  McCarthy Micro Preemie blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Kim at Madd Babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Becci , Bedrest and Beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Rob, Schyler's Monster (Beloved Monster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Mir Georgia Benders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  Jess, Raising Joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Again someone who wishes to remain nameless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Anita, My Haven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Rockstar Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Bille, Micro Premie Twins: The Story of Holland and Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Karla, Untangling the Knots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Kathy, All about he Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Alissa, A Kid Called Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Emmakirsten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Tara Marie, Emma Sage &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Michelle, BlueBerry Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so there it is.  We're you right?  I think this was one of the most interesting things I have done.  I'd love to see more people do it. Sorry that I didnt link directly to the blogs, they are in my sidebar.  I'm being lazy, and for that I apologize.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-8059721144866161823?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/8059721144866161823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=8059721144866161823&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8059721144866161823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8059721144866161823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-i-promised-answersso-here-we-go.html' title='Okay I promised answers...so here we go.'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/143/386112378_bcf7ab4ee5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5283333007249627672</id><published>2007-02-25T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T19:52:50.158-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Rewinding to Friday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIj1DFaN9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/4_qo-oZ002E/s1600-h/tanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035626727621670866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIj1DFaN9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/4_qo-oZ002E/s320/tanner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well rewinding to Friday...Tanner had his second field trip, my first one. They got to go to to Annie's pretzels in the mall and they got to make pretzels. Which I thought was cool, but then we informed we couldnt take pictures, because its against mall policy. I was like WTF!! I was little ticked off. I snuck some anyway. I looked all over the place where it was posted that it was against "policy" but I couldnt find it anywhere. I mean if it was some sort of important policy shouldnt it be posted. Just my opinion. They had fun, I really thought it was cool that they got to make pretzels. Other than that Friday was uneventful and boring. Saturday was kind of the same way. It was beautiful outside we had the windows in the house open, and we were pretty lazy. Which is not a good thing, I had a list I wanted to get done. I didnt get not one thing on my list done. NOT ONE! I am so a slacker. I mean none of it was so important that I cant do it later, but I really wanted to accomplish some of it. Sighs... &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIqTTFaN-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/rmiO_xsjkAM/s1600-h/tramp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035633844382480354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIqTTFaN-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/rmiO_xsjkAM/s320/tramp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
But today was a differant story. He was invited to Christopher's first birthday party. (That's hint to post some pics Beck) Tanner had so much fun. He loves to play with kids. And there were a lot of them. He had a good ol' time. Loving cake and ice cream and he got to go outiside (mother nature decided to be nice and let it stop raining) he kicked a ball around for little while, and noticed the trampoline. And yes I let him get one. He had a blast, he didnt want to get off. All the older kids were careful when they got on. They held his hand and let him jump. They made sure that he got to jump without being getting trampled. Then when it was time to go he got so upset. He cried and cried, "Jumping, jumping" I felt bad for leaving. On the ride home he kept crying, and he fell asleep saying "jumping" so now I've got to look into getting him a trampoline. Tanner had a blast, thanks for inviting us Beck. Now I've got to work on some school stuff and try to get ahead of them game. There is still so much to do. I feel like I'll never get caught up. That scares me. I mean there is so much going on I feel like ther&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIt0DFaN_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/k7WPGJEfEXs/s1600-h/tramp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035637705558079474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIt0DFaN_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/k7WPGJEfEXs/s320/tramp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e are not enough hours in any day for me to get everything done. I get scared that I'm going to fall behinde. I'm scared that I'm going to get stressed out and my brain is going to explode and most of all I feel like I'm going to miss out on so much stuff with Tanner.  And that makes me double think everything that I'm doing. I know that it&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIujDFaOAI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pIZsnmjx6P0/s1600-h/tramp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035638513011931138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIujDFaOAI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pIZsnmjx6P0/s320/tramp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will all work out, but I still find myself double guessing the choices I make.  Okay I'm off for now.  Hopefully I'll have sometime to post tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5283333007249627672?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5283333007249627672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5283333007249627672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5283333007249627672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5283333007249627672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/rewinding-to-friday.html' title='Rewinding to Friday!!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/ReIj1DFaN9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/4_qo-oZ002E/s72-c/tanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3503987536464870794</id><published>2007-02-23T23:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:32:30.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you guess who you are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/224112109/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/224112109_40f85b7ef6_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/224112109/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I've seen this on blogs and I decided to give it a try. Its called a youyou, because instead of it me being all about me.  Its all about you, the bloggers I read.  No names, just some insight from me.  See if you can guess who you are...I have a long blogroll so everyone is not on here,and they are in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You were one of the first people to comment on my blog.  Your girls have been growing up right along with Tanner.  I love seeing how big they are getting.  And I thank you for all the kind comments and advise you've offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I doubt that you've ever visited my blog, because compared to yours it's pretty boring.  I secretly wish that I was more witty like you, because your wit and your humor is what draws me back to your blog...that and the fact that we both have a fetish with pens and a love for Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You're an amazing writer, and I wish you would see that yourself. AND I wish you update more than once every 4 months.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I love that we knew each other in high school, and I can read about you and your family  now that we're all grown up. I love your daily fixes of your son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I love reading your blog.  I must admit I was jealouse when you announced your pregnancy, but now all I do is hope that you can enjoy this pregnancy, and I secretly want to beat up your inlaws for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I'm not sure how I came about your blog, I was interested because of you talent with pictures, but I kept coming back because of you and your adorable daughter.  I feel you pain with the poop issues, and love to hear all about her triumphs.  Even though we dont know each other in "real" I love that we're friends in blog land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Even though I see you everyday, I love to see how you bring the "redneck" to blogging.  I love reading about the things that go on in your office, and of course those 4 gorgouse kids, have a little something to do with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  When I started reading your blog your son was fighting for his life in the hostpital.  I prayed everyday, and checked all that time to see if he was doing better. And now I smile everytime I read about his accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I await the day that you post that your beautiful daughter has her found her smile.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I think we have a lot in common, while our life styles are differant and you have 2 munchkins to my one,  We both go to school, and have little boys with poop issues, we love our significant others, and our children with all our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I held my breath during your whole pregnancy, and sighed relief when you posted the first picture of your new little gir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Your beautiful monster intrigues me, I can't wait for the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm not sure how we came across each other, I do know your first comment was about a Ft. Discovery pic.  Your kids make me smile, and I promise the next time I recognize your son in the mall I'll speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  Your son inspires me.  And again, I was a little jealouse about your pregnancy, but my happiness for you far out weighs it.  Thank you for all your help.  I think if we met in "real" we'd be good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You and I have been friends for more than a decade.  I hate what you're going through. But I do know you are going to make it and its all going to make you a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I was happy for you when you got your new house, and laughed when your son lost his first tooth.  I do wish you update more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  I know your blog is only for cool kids, but I cant help but sneak in and see what the topic of the day is.  Nosy neighbors, tramp stamps, or the Clash, and all the parenting stuff in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I admire your strength and the love you have for you 2 special girls. I've been reading your blog for a year, and I'm amazed with all they've accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You were still pregnant when I started reading your blog, I cried when I read your archives, and read about the loss of your daughter.  Now I see your son and smile, and hope that the choices you are dealing with go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  I love reading this blog, because I get to see pictures of you adorable son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When I started reading your blog you were pregnant with number 2.  And now, I love reading the monthly updates that I've come to exptect to be late. Which makes the stories all the more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. My heart broke when you had miscarriage, and I smiled when you decided for one more.  I love that you love Greys, and always have positive look on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  I think that you have amazing kids, while your blog focuses on your youngest daughter, I love how you explain their love for her in your words and beautiful pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.  Your Sunday post always reminde me to take a minute and think about what I'm grateful for in my life.  Your daughter's smile makes me smile everytime I see a new picture of video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. I'm done.  If you want to know.  Tomorrow or Sunday I will do an up date and let everyone know if they're there.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3503987536464870794?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3503987536464870794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3503987536464870794&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3503987536464870794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3503987536464870794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/can-you-guess-who-you-are.html' title='Can you guess who you are?'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/224112109_40f85b7ef6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6323728665690292828</id><published>2007-02-21T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:38:04.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grrr...'/><title type='text'>Ahhhh!!!</title><content type='html'>Who would have thought picking a damn book would be so hard?  I have to pick one thats going to interest me just a little bit. This bites, I 've been on Barnes and Nobles for the past hour looking and I have yet to see anything that looks like it will hold my attention...damnit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6323728665690292828?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6323728665690292828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6323728665690292828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6323728665690292828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6323728665690292828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahhhh.html' title='Ahhhh!!!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-4261940634593994510</id><published>2007-02-21T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T20:53:20.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Yes we're back!!</title><content type='html'>Thank god. I know it bad, but I was going with no way to get on to my blog. And not being able to read my blog roll. OMG. I was going crazy wondering what was going on in everyone else's life. Mine has become more hetic. I know have 6 classes, after fighting to get into Medical Law and Ethics, and Pshycology. I think I may have bitten off a bit much. I get into Pshyc, and we're told that we have to read a book dealing with pshycology, and do a 4 page report on it, and then we have to write a paper on Child abuse, Spousal abuse, or elder abuse. 5 pages long and its an oral report. I already know that it going to be a hard paper for me to write. But this is now 3 papers due within 2 weeks of each other. I'm still working on my Down Syndrome paper, I will finish it this weekend if its that only thing I do. Then in Medical Law and Ethics I saw on our syllabus 4 essays...great!! I guess I will be doing a lot of writing, and its going to be hard, my sister is going to be going home in 10 days and trying to write and run after a 2 year old. Yeah, lots of fun. I hope everyone is doing good, hope the week's been good to you. Oh yeah, p.s. We just won fandango tickets off of blingo. How cool is that. (Please excuse the spelling mistakes, I was really lazy with spell check)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-4261940634593994510?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/4261940634593994510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=4261940634593994510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4261940634593994510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4261940634593994510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/yes-were-back.html' title='Yes we&apos;re back!!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-530338097870970268</id><published>2007-02-20T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T09:26:18.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grrr...'/><title type='text'>Out of commission</title><content type='html'>Just letting everyone know we are currently blocked from the world of technology.  God help us.  It seems like our cable wire has been cut (again) and since every thing we do runs on cable....we're just screwed.  I'm posting from school just to let everyone know (mom, dad, Beck).  So if anyone tries to call....it will be  anywhere between 2-7p.m. before we're up and running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-530338097870970268?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/530338097870970268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=530338097870970268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/530338097870970268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/530338097870970268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/out-of-commission.html' title='Out of commission'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8295175897836212859</id><published>2007-02-18T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T10:29:45.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>The best thing ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rdhm-i5T3qI/AAAAAAAAATw/txrDQu10Wks/s1600-h/sillyboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032885808291634850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rdhm-i5T3qI/AAAAAAAAATw/txrDQu10Wks/s320/sillyboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've noticed lately that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been keeping up with my blogging like I use to. I use to be good with daily updates and pictures, now I think I post, I mean really post maybe twice a week. That really kinda bums me out because it reminds me how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hectic&lt;/span&gt; my life really has become. I mean I'm gone from home from 7-7, and when I get home I have to get Tanner ready for bed, do my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt;, and get everything ready for the next day. Its a never ending cycle. Then on the weekends its time to clean and spend time with Tanner so anything else has become less important, and I hate that because I love blogging. Its one of the true relaxing things I get to do. I will have to try to set away a time to blog everyday again. Even if it right before bed. I know other people do this all the time, and you know what I really admire them, because its killing me. Everyday I think about quiting my job. When I started it was only suppose to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;temporary&lt;/span&gt;, but the extra money has helped us and I love working with kids. But I almost never see Scott anymore. And its taking a toll on us. We never have any alone time. Even when he's off on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tuse&lt;/span&gt; and Wed. I'm in bed by 10 so its like I only see him for 3 hours, and when I 'm off Sat and Sun he sleeps late because he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get home 'til almost 3am. I try to wait up for him but most of the time it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdhplC5T3rI/AAAAAAAAAT4/xmzQ9LKb4VI/s1600-h/sitandspin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032888668739854002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdhplC5T3rI/AAAAAAAAAT4/xmzQ9LKb4VI/s320/sitandspin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was home last night and I fell asleep by 11. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;matter&lt;/span&gt; how hard I try I just cant stay awake. My body is worn out. I never get to sleep in, even on my days off I'm up at 730 with Tanner. I'm lucky if I get to take a nap sometime during the day. And to top it off, I'm picking up 2 more classes starting tomorrow. So I'll have 6 classes. UGH!! Yes I'm just whining now. But I just needed to get that out. I know it will be worth when I get a better job. But right now I'm having to remind myself why I'm doing this. I know it will all work out, and everything good comes with some kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;, but.....&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Okay, lets talk about something or someone else. Tanner. My big man. He's getting into everything, he's getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;, and so smart. Everyday he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt; me with some new word or phrase he's learned. And no matter how tired I get of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Deigo&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wonderpets&lt;/span&gt;, I realize that he's learning from it. He sings along with the songs. I can actually understand him. I was looking at a magazine yesterday and he looks at it and points to something and say "That yellow" and indeed it was. I know a lot of that has to do with him going to daycare now too. He can count...if I say one, he'll say two, and so forth to five. We're still working on the ABC's. But I'm amazed at how well he knows his animals, we can tell him once and he will remember it. My mother in law bought him the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Deigo&lt;/span&gt; rescue pack and it came with an animal card...a Taber. Well he knows what that card is, and when he saw it on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Deigo&lt;/span&gt; he was like "Taber, Taber" I think its awesome. He has grown up so much in the past few months. He wants to play games and color &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdhtUS5T3sI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6R9fSeCJS0w/s1600-h/timeou2t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032892779023556290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdhtUS5T3sI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6R9fSeCJS0w/s320/timeou2t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all the time.  He loves to dance and sing, and he is very creative.  I hope he keeps that he keeps that as he gets older.  I love watching him with his little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;JoJo&lt;/span&gt; figures.  He'll set them up on the table and play like they're talking to each other.  He hides them in the same place so only he knows where they are.   He's  also became quite the comedian, and he thinks being funny and cute can keep him out of trouble.  We're having to nip that in the bud.  I mean who is he to think that cuteness can save him from time out? (It does sometimes...I cant help it).  When we went out for my birthday, he was throwing all the crayons on the floor so I told him in my "mommy" voice that was enough, and he proceeded to tell me "You Enough!"  All of us were shocked but hid our smiles long enough for me to tell him he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; tell mommy that.  Whether or not it sank in I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know.  Its hard not to laugh when he says stuff like that.  I want to tell him to stop mocking me, but thanks to Scott and and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Stewie&lt;/span&gt; from Family Guy, he walks around say "Stop mocking me!" likes it a joke.  (Told you comedian)  If someone would have told me 3 years ago parenthood would be so entertaining I would have been yeah right, but man its the  best.  Even with the dirty diapers, the mocking, and early mornings, and the never ending Dora and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Deigo&lt;/span&gt;, its the greatest thing I have ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt;. And I guess that makes everything else worth it.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-8295175897836212859?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/8295175897836212859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=8295175897836212859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8295175897836212859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8295175897836212859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/best-thing-ever.html' title='The best thing ever'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rdhm-i5T3qI/AAAAAAAAATw/txrDQu10Wks/s72-c/sillyboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1303066891752869455</id><published>2007-02-17T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T12:58:38.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>Blingo=stuff for you and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blingo.com/friends?ref=mtiWUNuSiR_WKeusiRxeMxqY6hY" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img title="Blingo" height="75" alt="Blingo" src="http://www.blingo.com/images/friendbuttons/200x75.9.blu.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Some of you may have notice I put this button on my sidebar. Its for Blingo. Its another search engine. Its powered by Google, but its also connected with Publishers Clearing House. So when you search for stuff on the net you can win stuff. &lt;a href="http://www.misszoot.com/2007/02/15/is-it-appropriate-to-use-the-f-word-today/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zoot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;just won $5000, because someone who signed up under her won. Which is too cool. So if you want to sign up, use my button. Then we can both win. They give away $1000 every Thurs. and they are giving away a 42" plasma tv. So if you use google alot, you should try Blingo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1303066891752869455?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1303066891752869455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1303066891752869455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1303066891752869455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1303066891752869455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/blingostuff-for-you-and-me.html' title='Blingo=stuff for you and me'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-2807427538935592999</id><published>2007-02-15T19:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T11:44:56.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Kid of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rdcwvy5T3oI/AAAAAAAAATY/1sQa1AuvrtA/s1600-h/kidoftheday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032544706283953794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rdcwvy5T3oI/AAAAAAAAATY/1sQa1AuvrtA/s320/kidoftheday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **&lt;em&gt;Update: I put the whole picture on here since the other one decided to disappear.  Click the picture to make it &lt;/em&gt;bigger.
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So here in Augusta, our news paper has something called &lt;a href="http://chronicle.augusta.com/kidscount/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kid of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and guess who it was today? Yep, Tanner. Its funny, my friend Beck put her kids in and all but one were in there. (Dalton will probably be tomorrow), I say that because her daughter was Kid of the Day yesterday. So if you want to check it out, click the link, it will probably change tomorrow. I know its no big deal but I think its cool kids can have their kids in the paper, make them feel important. So in other news, my midterms are over (big sigh of relief) I did good. I was scared about my Medical Insurance test but it was easy. Monday of course comes with new classes and a longer schedule. I'm going from 4 classes to 6. But hey, anything to get done. Well I'm going to try and get some cleaning done. So I have the I weekend to do what I want. Alright I hope everyone is having a great week. Mines been busy and none stop. I'm so glad tomorrow is Friday, I need a break....a real one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-2807427538935592999?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/2807427538935592999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=2807427538935592999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2807427538935592999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2807427538935592999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/kid-of-day_15.html' title='Kid of the Day'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rdcwvy5T3oI/AAAAAAAAATY/1sQa1AuvrtA/s72-c/kidoftheday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8169241106414701332</id><published>2007-02-13T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T21:40:04.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdJ2Di5T3kI/AAAAAAAAASg/5w8UQ949P7k/s1600-h/siggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031213537005133378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdJ2Di5T3kI/AAAAAAAAASg/5w8UQ949P7k/s320/siggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Wishing everyone a day full of Love and candy!!  Eat lots and lots of chocolate without worry, just for one day!! Love to you all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-8169241106414701332?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/8169241106414701332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=8169241106414701332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8169241106414701332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8169241106414701332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdJ2Di5T3kI/AAAAAAAAASg/5w8UQ949P7k/s72-c/siggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8852673245808318168</id><published>2007-02-12T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:32:37.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Trying to get better....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdElMC5T3iI/AAAAAAAAASI/DmQ_mjmj74U/s1600-h/toot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030843147615460898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdElMC5T3iI/AAAAAAAAASI/DmQ_mjmj74U/s320/toot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I think we are all getting better.  Tanner has been really clingy today, not that I dont enjoy it, but its not normal for him to be so clingy, and he's asleep already which really isnt normal.  I'm hoping its nothing but just being tired from school.  Just like me.  I have midterms Wed. I'm tired all the time now.  Ugghh.  I need a vacation.  A real one.  My mom told us that for Christmas next year...they're taking us to Disney World.  How cool of a Christmas present? How cool of a vacation is that? I cant wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-8852673245808318168?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/8852673245808318168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=8852673245808318168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8852673245808318168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8852673245808318168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/trying-to-get-better.html' title='Trying to get better....'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RdElMC5T3iI/AAAAAAAAASI/DmQ_mjmj74U/s72-c/toot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6300436007044609030</id><published>2007-02-12T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:29:31.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm begging for Valentines...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr/heatherflaugh" title="My valentinr - heatherflaugh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wishroll.com/widget/valentinr/crumb/heatherflaugh.gif" alt="My Valentinr - heatherflaugh" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr"&gt;Get your own valentinr&lt;/a&gt;So I saw this on Zoot's blog, and thought hey what a cute idea.  So if you're up for it send me a valentine, and if you sign up for it I'll send you one back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6300436007044609030?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6300436007044609030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6300436007044609030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6300436007044609030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6300436007044609030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-begging-for-valentines.html' title='I&apos;m begging for Valentines...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7775462413589839726</id><published>2007-02-11T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T09:24:30.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I promised, so here we go</title><content type='html'>I promised a week in review so here it is.  Monday was uneventful, nothing even remotely interesting to report. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, Tanner had a follow up check up for his ears.  Everything has cleared up and looks good. His doc said that there was a little bit of clear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fluid&lt;/span&gt; in it still but it was nothing to worry about.  On Wed. Tanner had an appoint with his urologist for his yearly check after his &lt;a href="http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/04/tanners-surgery.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;surgery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;from last year, everything looks good.  He has to go back in 15 months for a stream test?  They have to watch him pee in a funnel.  I'm not sure why, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; there, Scott and Kristi took him. Wed. is also the day evil entered our house.  Tanner threw up twice, and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt;.  It was short lived so we weren't too worried. Thurs, was uneventful I had 2 test and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it.   Friday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Friday.  It was a very busy day for us. I took the day off because my parents were coming for my birthday. Kristi got up and went with me to take Tanner to school.  I had to go the library, and to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.  Early into our errands, Kris said she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; feel good, she felt like she had to throw up.  But she was good, she kept trucking , we had to go to the police station to get an accident report for my parents and we went home.  Kristi was still feeling bad.  About 6 in the evening, she started throwing up, and for the next 9 hours at least.  I was getting up every 2 hours to check on her, Sat. she looked so bad. Her cheeks has sunk in and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; throwing up but she was having other issues.  My mom and I wanted to take her the ER, but she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to.  I guess by 2 yesterday afternoon, she was finally able to keep some chicken broth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;crackers&lt;/span&gt; down.  Needless to say she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go out with us to dinner.  Well as soon as we got to Sticky Fingers, I started to feel sick.  But I was determined to stick it out, I had heard how good the food was and it was my birthday I refused to be sick.  So dinner was awesome, but we had to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; to get some Sprite for Kris, well by the time we got there my stomach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; care if it was my birthday or not.  Great.  So we hurried and got home, Kristi was asleep and I was in the bathroom.  Ugh.  So after awhile we're all sitting in the living room watching Trick my Truck, and Tanner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;proceeds&lt;/span&gt; to throw up.  Great.  Good news he only did it once, I've been in the bathroom more than I like to admit, but I'm nowhere near as sick as poor Kristi, I'm just tired.  Kristi is still sleeping and Tanner wants his"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kissy&lt;/span&gt;" but I'm keeping him away so she can sleep.  Right now he and I are watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Noogin&lt;/span&gt;.  He's been into that all of a sudden.  He's very clingy and want to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Deigo&lt;/span&gt; and Wonder Pets.  Which is cool, that way I can rest and he's content sitting in my lap.  Hopefully this evil stomach bug is leaving our house. Being sick really sucks ass!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7775462413589839726?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7775462413589839726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7775462413589839726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7775462413589839726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7775462413589839726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-promised-so-here-we-go.html' title='I promised, so here we go'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6784759736346790771</id><published>2007-02-10T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:20:34.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grrr...'/><title type='text'>Yes I'm 30 today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rc6H7i5T3hI/AAAAAAAAAR8/PiCgONxn5yI/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030107290868637202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rc6H7i5T3hI/AAAAAAAAAR8/PiCgONxn5yI/s320/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, today I turned 30. Wow. I guess today starts the first day of the rest of my grown up life. Sometimes I wish I could be this little again...enjoying my birthday cake and not worrying if I'll gain weight.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/babyme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6784759736346790771?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6784759736346790771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6784759736346790771&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6784759736346790771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6784759736346790771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/yes-im-30-today.html' title='Yes I&apos;m 30 today'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rc6H7i5T3hI/AAAAAAAAAR8/PiCgONxn5yI/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-4943476623335701304</id><published>2007-02-10T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T17:59:50.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Come to me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rc58fC5T3fI/AAAAAAAAARk/lRlYgzh6Zik/s1600-h/cometome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030094706614459890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rc58fC5T3fI/AAAAAAAAARk/lRlYgzh6Zik/s320/cometome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanner loves to hold out his arms and say "Come to me! Come to me!" Then he just hugs you. Makes for a great birthday. Its been a little while since I posted a new picture of Charlie. So here you go, he's a cutie now and he's gotten so big.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030095526953213442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rc59Oy5T3gI/AAAAAAAAARs/pxhBWf0NZOc/s320/charlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-4943476623335701304?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/4943476623335701304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=4943476623335701304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4943476623335701304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4943476623335701304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/come-to-me.html' title='Come to me....'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rc58fC5T3fI/AAAAAAAAARk/lRlYgzh6Zik/s72-c/cometome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6232086562820972444</id><published>2007-02-09T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T15:39:07.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>A really sorry update</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" Flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/99215/20070205/214320.flv&amp;post=1" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial; font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Photo Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Upload Video&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Share Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

So I've been pretty bad about trying to update.  Things are just crazy lately.  With school and work. And being sick. I swear I just cant see to stay well when everyone gets sick.  Then I get it worse. Ugh. Good news, I'm starting to feel better, now if my cough would go away I'd be good.  Bizkit is better.  He's running around in the back yard with Scott and Charlie right now.  I took the day off because my parents are coming for my birthday.  WoooWhoo!!  Tanner is on the go all the time.  And we're staying busy and when things slow down Sunday I will try to do a better update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6232086562820972444?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6232086562820972444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6232086562820972444&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6232086562820972444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6232086562820972444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/really-sorry-update.html' title='A really sorry update'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-723687644146237690</id><published>2007-02-06T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T22:52:22.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Tanner and Charlie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RclMeYXO5mI/AAAAAAAAARY/0bVeh7WjAiQ/s1600-h/charlie+and+tanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028634543755552354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RclMeYXO5mI/AAAAAAAAARY/0bVeh7WjAiQ/s400/charlie+and+tanner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Look how he's holding Charlie's paw while he sleeps...too friggen adorable.  Tanner always has to hold someone's hand or paw in this case when he sleeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-723687644146237690?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/723687644146237690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=723687644146237690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/723687644146237690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/723687644146237690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/tanner-and-charlie.html' title='Tanner and Charlie'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RclMeYXO5mI/AAAAAAAAARY/0bVeh7WjAiQ/s72-c/charlie+and+tanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-2601247162880350290</id><published>2007-02-05T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:51:59.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing but family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Why Tanner loves Kristi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcftCIXO5kI/AAAAAAAAARA/GS3bNfxAzAI/s1600-h/k&amp;t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028248129842898498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcftCIXO5kI/AAAAAAAAARA/GS3bNfxAzAI/s320/k%26t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because she cooks him dinner and lets him help, all while listening to music.  Its great to have an auntie like her!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-2601247162880350290?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/2601247162880350290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=2601247162880350290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2601247162880350290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2601247162880350290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-tanner-loves-kristi.html' title='Why Tanner loves Kristi'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcftCIXO5kI/AAAAAAAAARA/GS3bNfxAzAI/s72-c/k%26t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6541626084921619669</id><published>2007-02-04T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:41:35.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>I promised a Tanner post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcaFgoXO5hI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dvajl8s-T-s/s1600-h/Tanner+and+Kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027852829642909202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcaFgoXO5hI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dvajl8s-T-s/s320/Tanner+and+Kris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here it is. He's been a little terror this weekend. I guess we finally hit the terrible twos. Oh boy. He has been throwing some major temper tantrums. I try to do like his dr said and ignore them, but it got to the point, that everytime I said no he throws one. So he's been spending a lot of time in time out. It makes me feel bad, but I'm standing my ground. I do not want him to be on of those kids everyone talks about. We all know who I'm talking about. The ones who tell their parents no, the ones who scream and kick in the stores...he will not be one of those. So he's been mad at me today. After his nap though he's been a pretty good kid. He's walking around saying football, football...and Kristi taught him to say "Bears Suck" since that's who I decided to go for. She goes for the Colts, I go for the the other team. We dont really like either team, so we just picked. Right now the Colts are winning, by like 2 points. The half time show just got over, and I was really disappointed . It was really boring, and the commercials aren't all that great. The best one was the first one. Oh well they cant be great every year. But its a bit boring to me. But of course this is the only time we watch fooball. And my team hasn't been to the Superbowl since the year before last&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcaJB4XO5jI/AAAAAAAAAQs/I9t_vQv0lIQ/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027856699408442930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcaJB4XO5jI/AAAAAAAAAQs/I9t_vQv0lIQ/s320/sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and they lost. In other news, some how I failed to mention that my sister has come down for awhile. And we love having her here. Tanner loves having his "Kissy" here.  He gets upset if she goes somewhere he cant see her.  Its adorable.  He's still doing good at school.  He loves playing with all 5 of his classmates.  Bizkit is still doing good.  He' s been getting up and running around.  He's still resting alot and eating just a little.  But he's getting there.  I'm so waiting for next Friday. I'm off, Scott's off, and my parents will be here for my birthday.  OH GOD!! I'll be 30.  I'm so getting old.  Well its time for my little one to get a bath and for to get everything ready tomorrow.  School, work, all the good stuff we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6541626084921619669?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6541626084921619669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6541626084921619669&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6541626084921619669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6541626084921619669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-promised-tanner-post.html' title='I promised a Tanner post'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcaFgoXO5hI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dvajl8s-T-s/s72-c/Tanner+and+Kris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-4721962804350161574</id><published>2007-02-03T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:41:56.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>Update, Bizkit style</title><content type='html'>He is continuing to do better.  He's eating and sleeping, and yes he finally went to the bathroom.  He even went outside to the bathroom today and walked around. Scott stayed out there with him.  I've been cooking for him every hour.  So hopefully the weight start to stay on him.  With so much going on with Bizkit, I know I havent been posting lately.  I have some really good pictures of Tanner we've been taking, hopefully I'll get the chance to upload and post tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-4721962804350161574?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/4721962804350161574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=4721962804350161574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4721962804350161574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4721962804350161574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/update-bizkit-style.html' title='Update, Bizkit style'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6546373664517711302</id><published>2007-02-02T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T20:48:03.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing but family'/><title type='text'>We are awful people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcPjC4XO5dI/AAAAAAAAAPo/R0WS3DkC4tM/s1600-h/bizkit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027111247704679890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcPjC4XO5dI/AAAAAAAAAPo/R0WS3DkC4tM/s320/bizkit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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So this is the post where all of you will think I'm an awful person.  This is Bizkit.  We bought him after we got married.  He was our baby.  Then we found out we were pregnant.  He was still our baby for 8 months, and we really tried to keep him in the house after Tanner was born, but he was SO hyper.  And thats the nature of his breed.  So after trying to train him to stay out of the bassinet, we decided to make him an outside dog. He has a huge yard to run, plenty of shade, and a swimming pool.  Scott made sure to go out and play with him everyday.  So fast foward to new jobs and school full time....and a lot of miscommunicaton.  Some how we forgot to feed him.  Yes we are awful, and I dont mean for one or two days, more like 4 or 5. Scott thought I was feeding him and I thought Scott was feeding him. So the night before yesterday I told Scott to bring Bizkit in because it was going to be really cold.  Well when he got out there Bizkit could barely walk.  He looked awful.  He literally looks like a skeleton with fur.  Its awful.  I really thought he was going to die. We are awful people.  How did we forget something like this. Do feed our dog?  We brought him in, and cleaned him up and now we're feeding him with a bottle and cooking high fat and protein meals.  We've done lots of research and we're trying to nurse him back to health. I've been crying all day.  If you asked me this morning if I thought he was going to make, I would say no.  I sat in the bathroom with him all morning trying to feed him and get him to drink , and he wouldnt.  I got home from work and sat there and rubbed pedilite on his lips trying to get him drink.  And guess what he did, then he ate.  And now he's walking around. Slowly, but he's walking around.  Now as if he would go to the bathroom, I would be so happy. I'm still so scared.  And I feel guilty as hell.  We dont deserve animals.  So I know I'm not one to ask for prayers but if you can say a little one for Bizkit. We love him and he is part of our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6546373664517711302?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6546373664517711302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6546373664517711302&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6546373664517711302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6546373664517711302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-are-awful-people.html' title='We are awful people'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RcPjC4XO5dI/AAAAAAAAAPo/R0WS3DkC4tM/s72-c/bizkit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8978487170060853690</id><published>2007-01-31T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:59:40.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick note</title><content type='html'>Well today I was sitting in my computer class today getting ready to take a mid-term, and my teacher is like "Heather they need to see you up front"  I was like what the hell? I've never been called up front before.  So I'm a little worried.  I get up there and my advisor meets me and informs me that I've been chosen for Student of the Month.  I was like you're joking right. She said no, you need to come in tomorrow so you can be interviewed and have your picture taken for the school paper.  I was floored.  So wow.  When the paper comes out, I will scan it.  In other news, Tanner went on his first field trip to the library today for story hour, I am proud to say he was the best behaved one there.  THAT'S MY BOY!  I missed this field trip, Scott got to go, and he forgot the camera. So no pictures this time.  But I was assured he was too cute and it did my heart good to know he did so good.  Oh yeah, FYI I started a new blog &lt;a href="http://noel77.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Its a place for me to talk about my favorite books, movies, and tv shows.  Maybe even some celebrity gossip. I dont want to put it on my normal blog.  So if you want to stop by, please.  Let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-8978487170060853690?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/8978487170060853690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=8978487170060853690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8978487170060853690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8978487170060853690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-quick-note.html' title='Just a quick note'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3480749817054209122</id><published>2007-01-29T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:50:17.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>This blew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rb6ig8U9rsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dO-p4Qdw_5k/s1600-h/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025632921025621698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rb6ig8U9rsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dO-p4Qdw_5k/s320/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Tanner saying "This is bwel" yes he knows a color.  And it seems fitting now that its cold as Hell.  Yes it is finally cold here in Georgia.  It took long enough, and its now FREEZING!! I know its not cold for some of ya'll but when it gets 26 degrees its cold.  When it only 44 during the day its cold.  And last but not least when it goes from 66-26 in one day  ITS COLD!!  But its all good.  I like it cold. I love drinking hot chocolate and curling up on the couch, and I love curling up with Tanner and Scott in bed. My little man is so cranky today.  He was fine is school, but he is so cranky now.  I dont know whats wrong, nothing we do seems to pacify him.  We've even gone as far as bundling him up and taking him outside to see the moon....nada. Ugh.  Well I'm going to get Mr. Cranky pants and see what else I can do.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3480749817054209122?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3480749817054209122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3480749817054209122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3480749817054209122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3480749817054209122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-blew.html' title='This blew'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rb6ig8U9rsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dO-p4Qdw_5k/s72-c/blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6717299858507192914</id><published>2007-01-27T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:17:44.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Its all Tanner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbtcTcU9rpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0mKKtzZY-QE/s1600-h/class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024711298353311378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbtcTcU9rpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0mKKtzZY-QE/s320/class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First of all I want to point out that my kid is the only one not paying attention during the pledge. Yes, they say the pledge. They only know a few words but "most" of them do stand still with their hand on their hearts. Go figure. I've been to Tanner's class twice this week and the more I see him interact with the children there, the more I'm conveinced that we made the right decision to put him in daycare. He loves it, on the mornings he goes he gets so exited. "I see Diamond, I see Jacob..." and he'll go through everyone in his class. He grabs his book bag and tries to put it on and heads for the door.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024712509534088866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbtdZ8U9rqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ADTVHu00WgE/s320/t%26m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Again, so not paying attention) But I have noticed that he is talking more, and saying things. He really knows his animals and the sounds he makes. He's been repeating colors and shapes when he watches Playhouse Disney. He's growing up so fast. But he's still my little man. Whenever he gets hurt, I always kiss the boo boo, and now, no matter what the boo boo, if comes up to me "Kiss it, Kiss it!" and holds up his hand. He hits his head, he wants me to kiss his hand, bumps his knee...kiss the hand. Its too cute. But of course I think everything he does is cute. Nothing new there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024714098671988402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Rbte2cU9rrI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vKKyvovxSA4/s320/playing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6717299858507192914?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6717299858507192914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6717299858507192914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6717299858507192914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6717299858507192914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-all-tanner.html' title='Its all Tanner...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbtcTcU9rpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0mKKtzZY-QE/s72-c/class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1910560370508999146</id><published>2007-01-24T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:26:14.644-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Sooo Slacking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbgSusU9roI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QJI4IhydcvU/s1600-h/hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023785977714159234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbgSusU9roI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QJI4IhydcvU/s320/hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I know I have been slacking with blogging.  I've gone 2 days again. I know, I know.  And I wish I could blame it on something meaningful like I'm tired and school's kicking my butt. Sadly no, I am really  just a slacker.  I have been working on my research paper.  (Thanks Jess and Beck) but other than that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;.  I missed school again today because I woke up late.  And if I get up late and have to rush my day is normally ruined. I hate feeling rushed, because even when I get caught up I still feel rushed.  So instead of rushing to get me to school, I took my time and took Toot to school.  I stayed for about 15 minutes watching him with the other kids.  Its adorable.  Needless to say that my son in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MacDaddy&lt;/span&gt;.  He walks into the room and one of the little girls run up to him and hug him, and then they both get books and sit down at their table and "read" then they swap books. (Too cute, and of course I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have my camera) then another little girl comes in and she goes to Tanner and rubs his arms, then touches his hair, and leans in and kisses his cheek. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Let me say that there is another little boy in the class but none of the girls pay him the attention they give Tanner.  Today in school they made hats, so I had to share, please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind the dirty face, he had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oreos&lt;/span&gt; and peanut butter toast (in that order). Go figure.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1910560370508999146?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1910560370508999146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1910560370508999146&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1910560370508999146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1910560370508999146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/sooo-slacking.html' title='Sooo Slacking'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbgSusU9roI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QJI4IhydcvU/s72-c/hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3999649979733751691</id><published>2007-01-22T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:32:14.301-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>Yeah that...</title><content type='html'>Homework and research, yep that is all.  Homework and research. Oh yeah and a sleepy 2 year old.  Go figure on what my night is going to be like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3999649979733751691?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3999649979733751691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3999649979733751691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3999649979733751691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3999649979733751691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/yeah-that.html' title='Yeah that...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3204398113786707595</id><published>2007-01-21T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:48:56.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Santa and the sickies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbP48mVXmuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jPtcXSyfkac/s1600-h/stillchristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022631729414249186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbP48mVXmuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jPtcXSyfkac/s320/stillchristmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;So apparently my child still thinks its Christmas. He found the Santa hat and walked around in it.  It was too cute.  So I have a question, How come after taking care of the sickies in the house I have to get sick again?  It seems like I was sick just a couple of weeks ago.  I woke up yesterday with almost no voice and coughing. How fair is that?  And now I'm worried about getting Tanner sick again.  He's just getting better and I really dont want him to get sick again, I feel like I need a dr.mask to make sure I dont pass on my germs. UGH.  I cant miss school and I dont want to miss work.  I had all intentions of starting my paper today but I fell asleep for like 4 hours.  I did find some web sites to look at.  Thank you Michelle and Jess for offering to answer any questions for me.  Well I'm about to fold some more clothes and give my monster a bath, he is going back to school tomorrow.  So do I. Maaannnn....(yes I'm whining).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3204398113786707595?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3204398113786707595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3204398113786707595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3204398113786707595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3204398113786707595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/santa-and-sickies.html' title='Santa and the sickies'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbP48mVXmuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jPtcXSyfkac/s72-c/stillchristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-89218764588167617</id><published>2007-01-21T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T00:26:36.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Research Paper....</title><content type='html'>Yikes! I breifly mentioned it before.  For my Medical Assisting class I have to write a paper and talk for 10 minutes.  Something I am not good at is speaking in front of groups of people.  Let me rephrase that. I'm not good of STANDING in front of people and talking, if we're sitting in a group hey no problem, standing...put it this way, I turn 5 shades of red.  So my topic for my paper was finally approved, I picked Downs Syndrome.  I picked it because of some pretty amazning kids...&lt;a href="http://www.prayingforparker.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Parker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mdbeau.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kayla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://emmasage.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://jessheeran.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I've been reading their blogs for awhile now and I've become interested in learning more about what makes them so special.  I've been doing some reasearch online, I think I need to make a trip to the libary to see if I can find some books. My paper is suppose to focus on the medical stuff, but I want to include all the other stuff.  Because these children are truly amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-89218764588167617?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/89218764588167617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=89218764588167617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/89218764588167617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/89218764588167617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/research-paper.html' title='Research Paper....'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3656540688711248257</id><published>2007-01-20T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T16:00:51.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Oh yeah he's back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbKClWVXmsI/AAAAAAAAANc/S4DWmue1DL0/s1600-h/gotcha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022220112633502402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbKClWVXmsI/AAAAAAAAANc/S4DWmue1DL0/s320/gotcha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And when I say he's back, he's back with a vengence. He's been all over the house spraying everything down, including us. He loves to act like he's cleaning. So he sprays the tv screen and the stove. Then he comes back and sparys each of us. And for a 2 year old he's got great aim.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022216105429015202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbJ-8GVXmqI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZUXcCfPJ9lw/s320/waterfight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He's been taking his medicine with no complaints. He sucks it down like its ice cream. Which I guess I should be happy about. Scott and his brother got the new washer and dryer hooked up and I'm doing laundry. Who knew I could be excited about doing laundry. I'm loving it. The dryer is wonderful, no more running the clothes twice to get them dry. WooWhoo!! Love it. Told you I was excited.LOL.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022220391806376658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbKC1mVXmtI/AAAAAAAAANk/2vHUILk7l3E/s320/sray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3656540688711248257?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3656540688711248257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3656540688711248257&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3656540688711248257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3656540688711248257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-yeah-hes-back.html' title='Oh yeah he&apos;s back!!!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbKClWVXmsI/AAAAAAAAANc/S4DWmue1DL0/s72-c/gotcha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6664308588879074310</id><published>2007-01-19T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:59:03.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><title type='text'>Yes, I did it again!</title><content type='html'>I changed my look again.  I know, I know I just changed it.  Dont worry I saved the old template so I can switch it back.  I dont know why I had the itch to update it again.  I dont know.  I redo my myspace page once a week.  No joke.  You can ask anyone who looks at it.  So...dont be suprised if it changes again in a few weeks.  Just  a quick note, Tanner is getting back to his old self.  He was running around spaying everyone with a water bottle that Scott gave him to play with.  We kept him out of school today just to make sure.  But he will be back on Monday.  So everything should return to normal around here.  Fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6664308588879074310?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6664308588879074310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6664308588879074310&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6664308588879074310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6664308588879074310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/yes-i-did-it-again.html' title='Yes, I did it again!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3395698219612762270</id><published>2007-01-19T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T09:50:49.885-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>We're still alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbDYfGVXmpI/AAAAAAAAANA/JyeC9g-dQqU/s1600-h/t&amp;c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021751613305887378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbDYfGVXmpI/AAAAAAAAANA/JyeC9g-dQqU/s320/t%26c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its been a whole day since I posted, its been awhile since I did that. Tanner is starting to feel better.  He's still a little whiney and clingy but he is playing and eating some.  Always a good thing.  I went back to school yeserday to find out I had a test I didnt know about to
&lt;div&gt; take.  I have one in Med.Insurance every Thurs so I studied for that, but I had no clue about my AMA II class.  Since I didnt want to take a make up test I went ahead and took it.  I got a B. So I'm not too mad.  Next time I will have to call someone and find out that stuff so I'm prepared.  I'm so glad its Friday, I'm ready to be off from work. The kids at daycare are getting "cabin fever" because they can't go outside and play.  And of course they take it out on us grown ups.  So tonight we're going out to dinner at Applebees, and then we're coming home to  watch "Lady in the Water" I've been wanting to see it, and Beck let us borrow it.  So....thats it for now.  I think Tanner is ready to take a nap, and I think I am too before I go to work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3395698219612762270?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3395698219612762270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3395698219612762270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3395698219612762270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3395698219612762270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/were-still-alive.html' title='We&apos;re still alive'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RbDYfGVXmpI/AAAAAAAAANA/JyeC9g-dQqU/s72-c/t%26c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-956989794145083586</id><published>2007-01-17T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T11:52:05.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Out of school again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Ra5TLmVXmoI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ea8IzLPCmmI/s1600-h/laying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021042093298522754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Ra5TLmVXmoI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ea8IzLPCmmI/s320/laying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He woke up at 630 this morning and all he wanted to do was cuddle with mommy, and who am I to say no to my sick baby?  So I missed school again today.  Hopefully this medicine works and he gets back to his old self soon.  Last night he played for  a little while.  He woke up this morning and wanted something to drink, and we've been in the recliner since.  He fell back asleep around 8 and so did I, its almost 12 and he's still asleep.  My poor guy.  But I got to sleep late because of him.  Scott was coughing last night I hope he's not getting sick too. I can only handle one sickie at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-956989794145083586?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/956989794145083586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=956989794145083586&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/956989794145083586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/956989794145083586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/out-of-school-again.html' title='Out of school again'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Ra5TLmVXmoI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ea8IzLPCmmI/s72-c/laying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-167038944473748608</id><published>2007-01-16T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:08:02.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Return of the sickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Ra2B6mVXmnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/W7U4JuTv24M/s1600-h/sickie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020812003310541426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Ra2B6mVXmnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/W7U4JuTv24M/s320/sickie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah my poor baby is still sick.  Last night he got a fever again, and by bed time he was miserable.  He tried to sleep but he kept waking up crying, and he kept grabbing his ear.  So needless to say none of us got any sleep, when I got up this morning...around 630, I rocked Tanner until the doctor's office opened.  I called and they told us to bring him right him.  So we got in and right before we got off the street he threw up, so we had to back and clean him up and try again.  We got there expectint go have to wait since we didnt have an appointment.  We were in and out in less than 20 minutes.  He has a bad ear infection in his left ear. She gave us some medicine.  My poor baby has been sleeping all day.  He keeps getting a fever, but his dr said it would go away.  I hate seeing him moppy and not himself.  After his first round of his medicine he's getting back to himself.  Kinda, he's still clingy and he's sitting in his daddy's lap watching American Idol.  He hasnt eaten today, and he's barely drinking anything...that kinda worries me.  I'm sure it hurts to suck on the cup.  I missed school and work today.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed that he's better.  Scott's off so I know he'll be fine. But he's just wanted mommy for most of the day...which breaks my heart when I have to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-167038944473748608?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/167038944473748608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=167038944473748608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/167038944473748608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/167038944473748608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/return-of-sickie.html' title='Return of the sickie'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/Ra2B6mVXmnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/W7U4JuTv24M/s72-c/sickie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-621967896204979295</id><published>2007-01-14T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T20:11:40.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>He's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RarN8mVXmmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QOfXAkGfny0/s1600-h/sneaky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020051175623858786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RarN8mVXmmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QOfXAkGfny0/s320/sneaky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yep, my little terror is back and on the prowl.  He's been real goood, except for aggevating Charlie.  He's been in his room watching tv, coming out for cuddle. I'm so glad he's feeling better.  I hate when he's sick.  I've lazy today, taking a nap and watching Monk.  Beck told me about the marathon and I've been watching for most the day.  So tomorrow I will have to make up for it. Do some house work.  (I did most of it yesterday.) I really only need to do some laundry.  Then I've got to do some research for my paper. But I might start some work on that tonight.  I still dont know what I'm doing the paper on.  We had to give 2 choices and then the teachers pick for us.  So I going to look up stuff on both and take notes.  I guess we will know on Wed. but I would rather be prepared and not stressed out when it comes time to do it.  Well I'm off to watch more Monk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-621967896204979295?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/621967896204979295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=621967896204979295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/621967896204979295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/621967896204979295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/hes-back.html' title='He&apos;s back'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RarN8mVXmmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QOfXAkGfny0/s72-c/sneaky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7952759307111452164</id><published>2007-01-13T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:19:41.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>My sickie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RamdtWVXmlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/l4Z8p_t3lOA/s1600-h/sickie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019716662096009810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RamdtWVXmlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/l4Z8p_t3lOA/s320/sickie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well my little man is still running a fever, it keeps going up between 100-102, if he's still running one on Monday I'm going to call the doc.  He acts fine.  He's just clingy.  Which is fine.  He didnt go to school Friday and he missed it.  But seeing his grandma is his teacher she sent his work home for him to do.  Which he loved. "Color pweese!"  My parents came down today and took us out for Scott's Birthday. We ate at red lobster...mmm mmm mmm! We went to the mall and Tanner go his hair cut.  I asked my mother in law to cut it last week and he wouldnt sit still so it was  a bit uneven. So now its fixed.  Thank goodness.  I love having my family down here.  I miss them all the time.  Well I'm off to watch a movie with my sister since I'm awake.  I thought I'd be asleep by now.  I've been up since 700, and I stayed up late. I'm so glad I have 2 more full days off...(picture me doing happy dance here) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7952759307111452164?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7952759307111452164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7952759307111452164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7952759307111452164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7952759307111452164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-sickie.html' title='My sickie...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RamdtWVXmlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/l4Z8p_t3lOA/s72-c/sickie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7744579803094854987</id><published>2007-01-11T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:14:10.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>My Toot's sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RacI4mVXmkI/AAAAAAAAAME/xgH_rhYK58w/s1600-h/clifford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018990078183578178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RacI4mVXmkI/AAAAAAAAAME/xgH_rhYK58w/s320/clifford.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
My Toot's sick. Yes my poor baby boy is sick. I got home tonight to find my 2 boys alseep in the recliner, and Scott said that Tanner threw up, and he felt warm, I felt his forehead and he felt absoulutyly hot so I took his temp, it was 101.8.  SO I gave him some tylonal.  He's been fine, he's been playing and eating.  He's just running a fever and taking more naps than normal.  Hopefully it will pass quickly.  I'm not sending him to school tomorrow, just to be on the safe side.  I took my first test of the quarter. I got an  87 which is a B. I did better than I thought I did.  I'll need to study harder.  I really want to stay on the Dean's List.  Well I'm off, I'm tired, I dont have school tomorrow, so I get to sleep in.  Thank God.  My folks are coming down this weekend.  And I'm off of work and out of school on Monday.  A real day off...I kinda forgot what that feels like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7744579803094854987?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7744579803094854987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7744579803094854987&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7744579803094854987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7744579803094854987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-toots-sick.html' title='My Toot&apos;s sick'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RacI4mVXmkI/AAAAAAAAAME/xgH_rhYK58w/s72-c/clifford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-826935556983006113</id><published>2007-01-09T22:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:37:43.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its MeMe time...'/><title type='text'>Look what time it is...</title><content type='html'>This is a pretty interesting meme, kind of like an interview about you and your blog.  And I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://jessheeran.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;so here I go....

1. Do you like the looks and content of your blog?
I love the look of my blog, I need to work on my writing, I like to be a little more witty and funny

2. Does your family know about your blog?
Yes! Thats one of the reasons I started a blog so my family could see Tanner everyday

3. Can you tell your friends about your blog?
I have but I'm not sure they read it or really understand it.

4. Do you just read the blogs of those who comment on your blog?
No, I tend to search around when I have time and read new blogs. But I have a lot of regulars I keep up with daily

5. Did your blog positively affect your mind?
Yes, it lets me vent and gets my thoughts out there, you know to make room for all the other craziness that goes on in my head

6. What does the number of visitors to your blog mean?
That I have more than I thought

7. Do you imagine what other bloggers look like?
Most of the blogs I read have a picture of the writer in the profile and many of the writers also post pictures so no unless they don't post any pictures, then I wonder what they look like. (I agree with this one)

8. Do you think blogging has any real benefit?
Yes, I think I would go nuts if I couldnt blog every day, and reading blogs is very relaxing for me

9. Do you think that the blogosphere is a stand alone community separated from the real world?
I havent really thought about it

10. Do some political blogs scare you? Do you avoid them?
I dont read them

11. Do you think criticizing your blog is useful?
Some critisim (spelled wrong) is always good

12. Have you ever thought what would happen to your blog in case you died?
INo, but I guess I should put in my will that someone updates it,and I would like a hard copy for my kids to have

13. Which blogger has had the greatest impression on you?
My friend Tiffany, if it wasnt for her I would have never started blogging, and &lt;a href="http://www.misszoot.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Zoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, she got me interested in the "pretty" factor of my blog

14. Which blogger do you think is the most similar to you?
I'm not sure there is one, because I am one of a kind

15. Name a song you want to listen to.
"My Wish" by Rascle Flatts

And now I tag:
&lt;a href="http://mommy4.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Beck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://a-mothers-journal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tonya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.georgiabenders.com/blog/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-826935556983006113?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/826935556983006113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=826935556983006113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/826935556983006113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/826935556983006113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/look-what-time-it-is.html' title='Look what time it is...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6248762623854962984</id><published>2007-01-09T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:53:12.179-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><title type='text'>Just some random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaROqnIfKSI/AAAAAAAAALg/JwAQAkTNbP4/s1600-h/goofy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018222378763626786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaROqnIfKSI/AAAAAAAAALg/JwAQAkTNbP4/s320/goofy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I've been back in school for 2 days, I'm not sure if I'm going to enjoy this quarter as much as last. I'm not too sure about some of my teachers. I have to do a project on a disease or condition of my choice, and I have to talk about it for 10 minutes. Not too sure about that. I'm still trying to decide what I'm going to write about. On a side note I made the Dean's List again. I didnt too sure if I had or not, but I did. Woo Whoo! Well as you saw in my last post today is Scotts birthday and we didn't do anything. I cooked him dinner, and right now we are watching Jackass 2. (Not for the weak at stomach) I bought it for his birthday, pretty funny,extremly GROSS!! But Scott loves it and I guess that's all that matters. Tanner was out of school today and he and daddy got to spend some quality time together. And right now, I'm impatiently waiting for an update over at 3 sons and a &lt;a href="http://threesons.clubmom.com/three_sons/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;so I can see the Pineapple Princess and find out her real name. This family has been in the process of adopting a little girl from Russia and I've been following their story, and now she's here in the US with them and I'm just so excited for them. Well I'm off, its back to homework and such. I've got to get everything ready for tomorrow, school, Tanner, all that good stuff, hey dont forget its DELURKING week! So come out, come out where ever you are.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaRU4XIfKUI/AAAAAAAAALw/THI7k1fmqaE/s1600-h/alien.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018229212056594754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaRU4XIfKUI/AAAAAAAAALw/THI7k1fmqaE/s320/alien.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6248762623854962984?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6248762623854962984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6248762623854962984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6248762623854962984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6248762623854962984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-some-random-stuff.html' title='Just some random stuff'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaROqnIfKSI/AAAAAAAAALg/JwAQAkTNbP4/s72-c/goofy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1983666914836134370</id><published>2007-01-08T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T07:08:26.549-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/100_3694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/100_3694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to the best husband ever. Scott is not only my husband, he is my best friend. I could never imagin my life without him. Happy birthday my love. I hope this new year brings you nothing but more love and happiness, all that you deserve. Happy birthday Scott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1983666914836134370?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1983666914836134370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1983666914836134370&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1983666914836134370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1983666914836134370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-scott.html' title='Happy Birthday Scott'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5036393811379062134</id><published>2007-01-08T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:19:33.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>Guess what?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaMI5XIfKRI/AAAAAAAAALU/VbOerMv6UvE/s1600-h/lady2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017864191376042258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaMI5XIfKRI/AAAAAAAAALU/VbOerMv6UvE/s320/lady2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I was over at Zoot's blog today, and read that its De-lurking week again. So if you come here often, leave a comment, if your a first time reader, say hey, I love to meet new people. So if you're new our old, leave a comment, I dont bite, I promise....well not much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5036393811379062134?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5036393811379062134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5036393811379062134&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5036393811379062134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5036393811379062134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaMI5XIfKRI/AAAAAAAAALU/VbOerMv6UvE/s72-c/lady2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7493410375075723722</id><published>2007-01-07T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:18:46.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Good night moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaG3LnIfKQI/AAAAAAAAALI/hPkZV-gDQJI/s1600-h/moon_gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017492869978466562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaG3LnIfKQI/AAAAAAAAALI/hPkZV-gDQJI/s320/moon_gal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So a couple of weeks ago I showed Tanner the moon and the stars.  Every night since he wants to see "moon"  Its so cute once it gets dark, he asked "Moon? Where moon?"  So we go out on the porch and point at the stars and the moon.  So its quickly become a night time ritual, so Good night to the moon, and to the stars...and to you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7493410375075723722?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7493410375075723722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7493410375075723722&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7493410375075723722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7493410375075723722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-night-moon.html' title='Good night moon!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaG3LnIfKQI/AAAAAAAAALI/hPkZV-gDQJI/s72-c/moon_gal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6763124192500679984</id><published>2007-01-07T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T11:02:45.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><title type='text'>Busy, busy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;So yesterday we went shopping without any money. Gotta love that plastic...gift cards that is. We got lots of gift cards as some of our Christmas so we decided to go shopping. We hit up Old Navy for Scott where they were having some awesome sells. Lots of 50-75% off. I know we got like 6 shirts for less than $50. SO he now has enough new clothes to last awhile. Now he wants new shoes, his birthday is Tuseday so maybe he will get lucky. Our next stop was Target. Which was suprisingly busy for it being after Christmas. So we looked all over for something for Tanner, seeing it was his gift card. So after looking Tanner and Scott found this ugly thing&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017314487101761762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaEU8XIfKOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/799qk5Mdlv4/s400/monster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's the boy version of the Doodle Bear. As you can see Tanner is already "doodling" all over him. But this one has removable body parts...as you can see the frog haning from its mouth (frog in your throat?) The brain comes out, the stomach, you get the picture. But he loves it. Go figure. After we got done at Target, we went to Toys R' Us (yes another card for Tanner) but the only thing we got with it was new sippy cups with Cars on them. He carries it around saying "trwuck". After shopping for everyone else we got to go to my favorite store, Barnes and Nobles. Wooo Whooo!! I could have spent all day there. I love books. I got &lt;em&gt;Bridge&lt;/em&gt; to Terabithia, yes I know its a kids book but I wanted to read it again. Plus its on the banned book list so I wanted a copy. I also got &lt;em&gt;Daughter's Keeper, &lt;/em&gt;a new planner for school, and I got the boys a books each too. Scott a Batman book, and Tanner a Spongebob Valentines day one. (I can never just shop for myself)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017318691874744562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaEYxHIfKPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZhoScW8C-hA/s320/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Then we went and got their hair cut at my mother in laws. Well tried. Scott got his cut and Tanner needed one but it didnt turn out so good.  I just wanted it trimmed up around the ears and the bangs trimmed. Well the bangs are short, but its okay.  He just wouldn't sit still.  He's still cute as always. I'll try to get a picture of him later. He's kinda of getting tired of me with the camera...he starts to hide or refuses to look up. Poor kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6763124192500679984?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6763124192500679984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6763124192500679984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6763124192500679984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6763124192500679984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/busy-busy-saturday.html' title='Busy, busy Saturday'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RaEU8XIfKOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/799qk5Mdlv4/s72-c/monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5926313478789838807</id><published>2007-01-05T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T23:42:18.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>The first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZ8lKnIfKLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mLfxO-aDl0Q/s1600-h/walk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016769374147520690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZ8lKnIfKLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mLfxO-aDl0Q/s400/walk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all survived. Tanner so much more than us. School started at 9am, we got there a little early to see how he would react. He marched up those stairs like he just knew where he wsa going. He walked into every room checking things out and then went to his room where he got down to business playing. We stayed back and watched, and at 9 we left. He kissed us both and was like bye see ya. He had no problems with us leaving. Which is good I guess. I was at work when he got out so Scott picked him up, and the little turkey didn't want to leave. He was a busy body all day. His teacher (my mohter in law) said he was very curious and didnt want to sit still. But she expected that, they all do it when they first start. He got to play with Play dough, which he didnt like, he loved the play ground, and of course he loved to color. They did an art project, but he doesn't get to bring it home until Monday. I'm so glad everything went so good. Kinda bummed he didnt cry just a little when we left, you know he could have at least acted like he was going to miss us. Just a little. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016772788646521026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZ8oRXIfKMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BsjPataL8eU/s400/toot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;             
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5926313478789838807?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5926313478789838807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5926313478789838807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5926313478789838807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5926313478789838807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='The first day of school'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZ8lKnIfKLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mLfxO-aDl0Q/s72-c/walk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7508945166030493885</id><published>2007-01-04T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T20:16:59.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><title type='text'>Sighs of relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZ2kJ3IfKKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4YkSQkT13PM/s1600-h/zebra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016346049285925026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZ2kJ3IfKKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4YkSQkT13PM/s400/zebra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well nothing bad happened at work.  And for the conflict, I hate to say I won, but it did go my way.  No drama, and I've being relived all day.  I was so worried about it I was almost late for work, because I didnt want to pay attention to the time.  Today has been pretty
&lt;div&gt;uneventful, I'm trying to get everything ready for Tanner's first day of "school" tomorrow.  I have to pack his bookbag and pack his lunch, all that good stuff.  I'm kind of excited and sad that he's going to day care.  I know that he needs this for interaction, but it makes me sad.  I know he will love it, because he loves being around kids.  But it just means he's growing up too fast for me.  I just wish he could slow down...just a little.  Just enough so  dont feel like he's going to be teenager tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7508945166030493885?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7508945166030493885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7508945166030493885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7508945166030493885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7508945166030493885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/sighs-of-relief.html' title='Sighs of relief'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZ2kJ3IfKKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4YkSQkT13PM/s72-c/zebra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6744702636003224127</id><published>2007-01-04T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T12:09:20.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grrr...'/><title type='text'>So not wanting to go to work</title><content type='html'>So today's the day that the sh*t will probably hit the fan at work.  And I'm not really wanting to deal with it.  I quit my last job because of stress, I so dont need to be stressed out now.  I know I'm probably just being silly and everything will be fine,but I have one of the nagging feelings...you know the ones we get when somethings wrong.  Well its here today going "Hey Heather, guess what I have in store for you?!"  Great just great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6744702636003224127?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6744702636003224127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6744702636003224127&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6744702636003224127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6744702636003224127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-not-wanting-to-go-to-work.html' title='So not wanting to go to work'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5539588548461048646</id><published>2007-01-03T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:56:55.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><title type='text'>New Year, New look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZyHFp-PBoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QvaJIVw7PDk/s1600-h/heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016032616219870850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZyHFp-PBoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QvaJIVw7PDk/s400/heather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;So seeing it is the new year I decided its time for a new look. Thank you Tonya!! Not only have I got me a new banner, I've started using the labels to catergorize my entries. I was looking for a way to list them in the sidebar, but I haven't figured it out yet. I'm still working on it. Anyone know how to do that? You could pass the info my way. :) So be patient with me during the changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5539588548461048646?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5539588548461048646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5539588548461048646&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5539588548461048646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5539588548461048646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-look.html' title='New Year, New look'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZyHFp-PBoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QvaJIVw7PDk/s72-c/heather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-704807669769808656</id><published>2007-01-03T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:03:31.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Toots's check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZx6dp-PBnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M2QrHjUc75I/s1600-h/computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016018734885570162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZx6dp-PBnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M2QrHjUc75I/s320/computer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my 2 year boy... (I still cant get over the fact that he's 2), had his annual check up today.  And he's in perfect health (knock on wood).  He weighs 26lbs and 13oz.  He's 34 inches long, and that big ol' noggin of his in 18in.  He's in the 25-50 percentile for everything.  Our dr said it was great.  His ears are clear,he's doing everything he should be doing.  No worries.  She asked if I wanted him to have a flu shot, and I decided to get him one since he's starting daycare on Friday.  She told me to expect him to get sick since he's never been around a lot of kids, so he'll probably get a cold.  Yuck.  Not only did he get the flu shot, he had to get his hemoglobin tested and he was tested for lead.  Both test are good,  but man I think the finger prick is worse than a shot.  Poor guy.  She had to squeeze 3 small tubes of blood from that little prick. He screamed and screamed.  I felt so awful.  He's been a little blah today, I'm thinking its because of the flu shot.  So we're dr free, for a year, unless something happens. (hope not)
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-704807669769808656?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/704807669769808656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=704807669769808656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/704807669769808656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/704807669769808656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/tootss-check-up.html' title='Toots&apos;s check-up'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZx6dp-PBnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M2QrHjUc75I/s72-c/computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7696189494712040044</id><published>2007-01-02T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:08:36.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><title type='text'>Trying to be creative...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZspjZ-PBmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Rb6M2p9LlGI/s1600-h/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015648298251257442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZspjZ-PBmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Rb6M2p9LlGI/s320/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See it is the 2nd day of the new year, so I would like to be witty and clever.  Yeah right.  Nothing much going on.  I was extremly pissed off at work today.  I've never worked with nothing but women and it amazes me how silly grown women can be.  They bicker, and they act like teenagers.  Today was just the last straw...I swear it took everything in my power not to say something to them.  So I did the right thing and went to my supervisor and told her what was going on.  Sometimes I feel its just petty stuff, but I would rather deal with it the "right" way and keep my job, even though Scott is wanting me to quit.  Long story short, our supervisor sided with so we'll see how things are tomorrow. Better I hope. I'm trying to have a stess free week since school starts on Monday.  Speaking of school, Tanner starts "school" Friday.  I'm kinda nervouse and sad all together.  Hopefully I will take some new pictures.  This one was taken this past Saturday at our last Christmas party.  Since I'm on have  my laptop I dont all my pictures on here.  I will have to work on that.  Okay enough ranting and raving, I'm off to bed,  Toot has a dr appt tomorrow.  His 2 year old check up.  Do they get shots at that visit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7696189494712040044?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7696189494712040044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7696189494712040044&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7696189494712040044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7696189494712040044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/trying-to-be-creative.html' title='Trying to be creative...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZspjZ-PBmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Rb6M2p9LlGI/s72-c/IMG_0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-4106614697126428806</id><published>2007-01-01T10:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:51:42.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hopes and Dreams'/><title type='text'>The first post of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/340821728/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/340821728_9eb14c024a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/340821728/"&gt;Like Father, Like Son&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, the first "real" post of 2007, but you get the point...and before I go on, let me just say that this is quite possibly my favorite picture of 2006, they just look so darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that its 2007, I guess it time to post the dreded New Year's resolutions. I make them every year, and every year by March I've forgotten about them. I read on someones else's blog, instead of making resolutions they listed their hopes for the year. I think I'm going to that. That way, I'm not so disappointed if it doesnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hope in 2007 that me and Scott are happier than we've ever been and our marriage continues to stay as strong as it is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hope that Tanner continues to be the happy little boy that is, and I hope he knows every single day how much he is loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hope that I can keep loosing weight, BUT I hope that I dont beat myself up if I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hope that I can keep some organization in our lives, especially when it comes to housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hope I can keep my promise of cooking 2 new meals every week, something we've never tried before...and I hope Scott keeps his promise to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hope to graduate school and get a good job this year...I really, really, hope!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hope we get pregnant this year...sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* And last but not least I hope this year brings all my friends here in Georgia, and in blog land, Lots of love, and Lots and Lots of Happiness.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-4106614697126428806?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/4106614697126428806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=4106614697126428806&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4106614697126428806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/4106614697126428806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-of-2007.html' title='The first post of 2007'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/340821728_9eb14c024a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3664898874733075222</id><published>2007-01-01T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:02:47.513-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>From us, to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Myspace Graphics" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="179" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/151/151801lswhudr6d2.gif" width="487" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

I hope the New Year brings you all much happiness, and lots and lots of love. From my Flaugh's to all of you, Happy New Year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3664898874733075222?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3664898874733075222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3664898874733075222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3664898874733075222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3664898874733075222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2007/01/from-us-to-you.html' title='From us, to you'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3710687667607563404</id><published>2006-12-31T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:03:17.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Rock Star in training</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/210881/20061231/134937.flv&amp;amp;post=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;
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Scott was listening to music and showed Tanner how to be a rock star. I think he might make a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3710687667607563404?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3710687667607563404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3710687667607563404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3710687667607563404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3710687667607563404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/rock-star-in-training.html' title='Rock Star in training'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7992292846824779705</id><published>2006-12-30T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:05:03.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its all about the tv/movies'/><title type='text'>Its working...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZcpvd6fm5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/yQrm2cvcE5E/s1600-h/IMG_0040_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014522605560896402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZcpvd6fm5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/yQrm2cvcE5E/s400/IMG_0040_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Just a real quick pic and off to watch Chuck Lidell and Tito fight it out. I dont know who to root for I like them both...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7992292846824779705?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7992292846824779705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7992292846824779705&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7992292846824779705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7992292846824779705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-working.html' title='Its working...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZcpvd6fm5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/yQrm2cvcE5E/s72-c/IMG_0040_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3855349721449473496</id><published>2006-12-30T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:06:15.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its all about the tv/movies'/><title type='text'>Hoping</title><content type='html'>So Scott was trying to install the router so my laptop can connect to the internet, and for some reason, the phone quit working. (Its digital) so now he's unplugged everything until we get back home. We're having the last of our Christmas tonight, so if we get home before the Big UFC fight tonight maybe he will get it up and running. I go nuts knowing I have no computer access. Who cares about the phone...I need the internet!! LOL. Well I'm leaving to help get the food ready. Hey, the hung Saddam. They finally did something right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3855349721449473496?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3855349721449473496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3855349721449473496&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3855349721449473496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3855349721449473496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/hoping.html' title='Hoping'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3898534567529487100</id><published>2006-12-29T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:06:45.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><title type='text'>This just sucks...</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to post a picture for 2 days now, and it still wont let me. Dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3898534567529487100?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3898534567529487100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3898534567529487100&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3898534567529487100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3898534567529487100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-just-sucks.html' title='This just sucks...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-837209081579316783</id><published>2006-12-28T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:07:35.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggity Blog Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its all about the tv/movies'/><title type='text'>No title today</title><content type='html'>Well my blogging schedule is a little off this week since Scott gets home at 2. Which is wonderful. I get to spend a lot of time with him, and we actually get to go to bed at the same time. That normally only happens on his days off. I went back to work yesterday, it was a good day...an easy day. Then when I got home we watched Superman Returns (the new one) and it was suprisingly good. I'm not a big Superman fan, especially since the guy playing him is actually suppose to be playing Christopher Reeves part, but he did an awesome job. LONG movie, but I would watch it again. We also watched Pirates of the Carribian Dead Man's Chest. AWESOME. How could it not be with Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom? I mean really was there ever a doubt? I was going to post a picture but blogger wont let me right now. I'm off to watch the Doodlebops with Tanner. You think with all the new toys he'd want to play...yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-837209081579316783?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/837209081579316783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=837209081579316783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/837209081579316783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/837209081579316783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-title-today.html' title='No title today'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5651988966906732140</id><published>2006-12-26T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:08:27.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woo Who Holidays'/><title type='text'>Our Christmas...all 3 of them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our first Christmas...at my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012862931413474114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFERt6fm0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MWpgpZrhelA/s320/Stockings.jpg" border="0" /&gt; SO our Christmas started on the 23rd, we travled up to NC to see my parents. While we were there, there was also a family reunion of sorts for Christmas, so we stopped by. It was the first time for a lot of my family seeing Tanner. Of course he was a hit. But he wanted nothing to do with the adults, he wanted to play with the kids and the dog. While we were at the party, my cousin Geoffrey proposed to his girlfriend Alicia. So there's going to be a wedding. We didnt stay long, when we got back to my parnets house there was blackout, the whole neighborhood was dark, so we grabbed the laptop and played Disney's Scene it by candle light. Fastforward to Christmas Eve....we did presents:&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE0_d6fmrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1qB4InzGnzU/s1600-h/dumdums.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012846125206444722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE0_d6fmrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1qB4InzGnzU/s320/dumdums.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012846412969253570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE1QN6fmsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5XBDfD-Nwmg/s320/watch.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where we all made out like bandits. We made the mistake and let Tanner open his stocking in which there were 2 bags of DumDum suckers, and that's all he wanted "One peese" He also got the cutest Disneys Cars tv, lots of clothes, he got his own copy of the Polor Express...Scott got movies, a watch, shirts, a gift card to Old Navy, and a 5lb bag of twizzlers. And I got:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012848234035387090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE26N6fmtI/AAAAAAAAAGk/52yYTy72XXc/s320/laptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep I got me a laptop!! Yippee! I also got a cute bag to carry it in. Some earrings from my sister, a Vera Bradley purse, and a CD I've been wanting. (Told you made out like badits.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Next, Christmas at our house....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After an awesome dinner with my family, we packed up my car, and headed home. We got there about 7:45pm. Unloaded the car, changed into our pjs, and had our Christmas. Scott had to be at work at 6:30, and he didnt want us to have to wake up at 4 to do Christmas, so we decided to it Christmas Eve.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012856115300375266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE-E96fmuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TENnCBEo5C4/s320/bluepjs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So Santa, was good to us and Tanner got SO much stuff I need a bigger house just for the toys.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE-wd6fmvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dZqGFNhtGrA/s1600-h/piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012856862624684786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE-wd6fmvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dZqGFNhtGrA/s320/piano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012857575589255954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZE_Z96fmxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AfsmY0hgETI/s320/beltbuckle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a great family Christmas. Tanner loved his Fisher Price activity center. (left) He played with it for hours. He got so many toys. He got a wack-a-mole game, an aqua doodle, tools for he tool bench, some cars...and other stuff I cant really remember. Scott got a belt buckle he's been wanting, new sun glasses, and he got me a beautiful necklace and matching braclet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012862334413019938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFDu96fmyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZhwIf9AgiPI/s320/necklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012862574931188530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFD896fmzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/t6oTXu6kNQo/s320/rip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And our 3rd Christmas...the inlaws!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And our Christmas adventure ends with Christmas at my in laws. Man oh man. I will say Tanner got more toys there than anywhere. Wow, I dont know what to do with them all. We gave some of his toys that he doesnt play with to good will and the Police station where my mom works, I'm begining to think we didnt give away enough. He got a Vtech Baby video game:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012870091123956562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFKyd6fm1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/y3jzLQvhOpw/s320/vsmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A little table and chairs set, a new toy box, a basket ball goal, and so much more. Scott got 2 new saws:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012870670944541538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFLUN6fm2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/mQd3Qj6uMqU/s320/saw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jeans, and a new skeloton for his collection (dont ask). He got some other stuff too, but I cant think of it all right now. As for me... I got some new pots and pans, to go with the new silverware my mom and dad got us. I also got some new baking pans which I desperatly needed. I got lots of girlie stuff, and a new seat cover and steering wheel cover for my car. (If you look close in this pic you can see the necklace and braclet I got)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012871663081986930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFMN96fm3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/N7xl6ipTenU/s320/pans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have more pictures to post, I will try to upload them to Flickr soon, this post turned out a lot longer than I planned. I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas, and I hope Santa was good to you all.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012872217132768130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFMuN6fm4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/jdP4KmqDhyg/s320/table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5651988966906732140?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5651988966906732140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5651988966906732140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5651988966906732140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5651988966906732140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-christmasall-3-of-them.html' title='Our Christmas...all 3 of them!'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RZFERt6fm0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MWpgpZrhelA/s72-c/Stockings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5372243879882538246</id><published>2006-12-24T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:08:54.862-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woo Who Holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Everyone!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RY8-YN6fmpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bfVVPRug3eg/s1600-h/christmascard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012293496059435666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RY8-YN6fmpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bfVVPRug3eg/s400/christmascard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;We're home, and safe, but we got some bad news. Scott's grandpa died Friday night in his sleep. He was 94. He will be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-521665378625324183?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/521665378625324183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=521665378625324183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/521665378625324183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/521665378625324183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/rest-in-peace-great-grandpa-flaugh.html' title='Rest in Peace Great Grandpa Flaugh'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RY8p396fmoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kBkpDn-VywY/s72-c/100_0324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-2436407550442509722</id><published>2006-12-22T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:10:16.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Tanner's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/330531677/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/330531677_85929f057a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/330531677/"&gt;Tanner's birthday&lt;/a&gt;
Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Its been a rather gloomy day, lots of rain, and no sun. But we've made the best of it. Being lazy, and coloring, and of course watching the Polor Express again. Tanner didn't get lots of gifts today, just 2. Some warm pjs, and that light there in the picture. It has all the super heros and shows up all over when its on. He loved it. Tomorrow we will be seeing my parents which means lots of Christmas presents for him, and then we're doing Christmas together Christmas Eve, because Scott has to be at work on Christmas morning at 530am. Then when he gets home at 3 we're going to his parents for Christmas with them, so needless to say we will have a very busy weekend, I hope I get some time to post durning the next few days, if not I hope everyone has a Very Merry Christmas!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-2436407550442509722?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/2436407550442509722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=2436407550442509722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2436407550442509722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2436407550442509722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/tanner-birthday.html' title='Tanner&amp;#39;s birthday'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/330531677_85929f057a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1623221635644323175</id><published>2006-12-22T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:11:06.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to the kid'/><title type='text'>Its here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYtng96fmnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ljDbUUARZIA/s1600-h/f576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011212826453187186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYtng96fmnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ljDbUUARZIA/s400/f576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep today is the day, that my sweet, baby boy turns 2. Where has the time gone? I look at him and still see the 7lb 11oz, little baby I brought home from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;....

&lt;em&gt;My dear sweet boy:&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Today is your birthday, you are 2. No matter how hard I want to deny it you are growing up. You are a big boy now, and not a little baby. (Even though you will always be my baby) It amazes me how much you have grown this year, especially in the past few months. You are talking, your vocabulary has tripled in the past month. You can count to 5, and you know your animals...especially elephant, which you pronounce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;elllfont&lt;/span&gt;...but I know what you mean. You have the most beautiful spirit I have ever encountered. You have the ability to make anyone smile. You show compassion at your young age, and as you get older I hope you hold on to that. When someone cries, you want to hug them and make them laugh. You are not scared of anything, and I'm not sure if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a good or bad thing yet. You love to jump on the bed and dance. You copy dances you see on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, dances that mommy would never attempt in a thousand years, and some how when you grab my hand and we dance, you look at me like I am Ginger Rogers, and my heart feels with joy. Thank you my sweet, sweet boy, for teaching mommy its okay to be silly once in awhile, and for being daddy's wrestling partner. Know that you have my heart little man, and I love you always. "My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to, Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small, You never need to carry more than you can hold, And while you're out there getting where you're getting to, I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too, Yeah, this, is my wish."&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday Tanner, mommy and daddy love you so, so much!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1623221635644323175?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1623221635644323175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1623221635644323175&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1623221635644323175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1623221635644323175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-here.html' title='Its here....'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYtng96fmnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ljDbUUARZIA/s72-c/f576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8114491338955653973</id><published>2006-12-21T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:11:45.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>A very busy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYtlet6fmkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Xe6Snb3IhbM/s1600-h/eats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011210588775225922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYtlet6fmkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Xe6Snb3IhbM/s320/eats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I guess I should update. I had finals yesterday and....drum roll please, I made the Honor Roll...2 A's and a B. I'm a little disappointed in the B, but I'll take it. It could be worse. So I'm done with school, until the 8th. Woooo Whooo, I can actually sleep in a little. Today we had a Christmas party at the school for the kids, and I was told I could bring Tanner. He's chowing down in the pic, I have several others, but he was with other kids, and until I learn how to blur them out, I wont post them. But he had a great time. He loved being with the kids. I was so proud of him, seeing him around other 2 year olds makes me realize how well he behaves. He shares, he doesnt hit or push, even if he was pushed, he doesnt take toys from other kids, and when he saw someone crying he tried to hug them. I'm worn out from 11, 2 year olds, but he sure had some fun.....
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&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010376106694384178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYhuhd6fmjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OcY28TFkryQ/s400/interested.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He watched both showings of the movie, I think I'll have to get it for him for Christmas or his Auntie Kristi will have too, (hint hint). Well I'm off to study finals are tomorrow, then I'm out of school until January 8. Woo whoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7400916075802012763?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7400916075802012763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7400916075802012763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7400916075802012763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7400916075802012763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/many-faces-of-polar-express.html' title='The many faces of the Polar Express'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYht696fmhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tq6NWNescBs/s72-c/WOW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7762756461323962309</id><published>2006-12-17T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:12:59.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>The birthday party post...and its a long one</title><content type='html'>Man, yesterday was a long wonderful day. The day was beautiful. It was like 75 degrees outside, so the kids got to outside and play while Scott cooked on the grill....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009524693852461362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVoKt6fmTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wZFD5N5L6Cg/s400/kayla%26tanner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Make sure to pay attention to Tanner's outfits, since I ended up having to throw him in the shower half way through the party.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009525011680041282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVodN6fmUI/AAAAAAAAACA/UuDgvWSGYNU/s400/sand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
So after everyone played outside, and some of them turned blue...everyone came in to eat hotdogs and chips.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009525415406967122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVo0t6fmVI/AAAAAAAAACI/VSTEU159kTA/s400/everybody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
And while everyone ate and talked the entertainment put on the cutest little show, that kept everyone smiling...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009525707464743266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVpFt6fmWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JNcw6a7FmRg/s400/christopherteeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
This is Beck's little one Christopher and he was passed to every female at the party. He is a doll. So after food, came the presents, and boy was there a lot of them!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009526188501080434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVpht6fmXI/AAAAAAAAACY/dw7dQsZ56Lo/s400/presents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
This is just the presents from the grandparents, Aunt Kristi, and us...and guess who ended up opening them all? Me, he wanted to play with everything as soon as he saw it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009526626587744642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVp7N6fmYI/AAAAAAAAACg/7FkTJ7aEe6c/s400/doodle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
This is the magna doodle that Beck and her kids got him, he loves and has played with it most of the day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009526905760618898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVqLd6fmZI/AAAAAAAAACo/9wWHrW6SAPU/s400/zebra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
And this is the Zebra that my sister got him, and he loves the way it spins around, it looks like he's riding a mechanical bull when he gets on it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009527412566759842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVqo96fmaI/AAAAAAAAACw/hzoqLBN7_rg/s400/matercake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
And then of course there was cake and ice cream!! Yum!!! This is the ice cream cake, that we still haven't cut yet, and below is the one that is now gone&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009527421156694450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVqpd6fmbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-pFZsYHj_MY/s400/cake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

And of course this post wouldnt be complete if there weren't some messy face pictures...this first one he did all by himself...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009528211430676946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVrXd6fmdI/AAAAAAAAADI/4K2MBOaZnn4/s400/faceincake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then he decided to eat it like a big boy...but he still made a mess, I am so glad he did it all by himself, and we didnt have to push his face in it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009528220020611554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVrX96fmeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9MaDxv-jq1c/s400/goodcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then after everyone went home, Tanner decided to party some more all by himself, and this is why all the cake is gone&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009529091898972658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVsKt6fmfI/AAAAAAAAADY/M8ez4uc_YUI/s400/aftertheparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
And so we made it though the birthday party with minimal stress, we did have a few mishaps before the party, like a bouquet of balloons getting sucked into our ceiling fan, but all it all I thought it turned out great. Tanner had a blast as did I. But I am glad birthday parties only come once a year. LOL. These are only some of the pics, I think at last count the counter said 408...you can &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/sets/72157594423665948/show/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see somemore, I think I really on edited 50 so far, but they are up on flickr, so click away and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7762756461323962309?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7762756461323962309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7762756461323962309&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7762756461323962309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7762756461323962309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/birthday-party-postand-its-long-one.html' title='The birthday party post...and its a long one'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYVoKt6fmTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wZFD5N5L6Cg/s72-c/kayla%26tanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-7168144789994862580</id><published>2006-12-16T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:13:44.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><title type='text'>Pre-birthday party post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYSWg96fmSI/AAAAAAAAABs/8DO3QRrCLJg/s1600-h/mooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009294178662717730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYSWg96fmSI/AAAAAAAAABs/8DO3QRrCLJg/s400/mooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I promise a long birthday party post, with lots of pictures but I'm still going through pictures. Between me and my dad, we took almost 400. So between picking the ones I want to share and editing, its taking awhile. So check back in the morning, I promise it will be worth it...
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-7168144789994862580?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/7168144789994862580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=7168144789994862580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7168144789994862580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/7168144789994862580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/pre-birthday-party-post.html' title='Pre-birthday party post'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RYSWg96fmSI/AAAAAAAAABs/8DO3QRrCLJg/s72-c/mooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6044452815206552627</id><published>2006-12-14T23:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:14:26.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its MeMe time...'/><title type='text'>I didn't have anything else to post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/322753259/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/123/322753259_207d26d040_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Holiday Edition of Getting to Know Your Friends
Welcome to the 2006 Holiday Edition of Getting to Know Your Friends! You know the drill. Don't be a scrooge!!!

1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Hot Chocolate
2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? Wrap
3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? Colored
4. Do you hang mistletoe? Yes, its fake but we hang it
5. When do you put up your decorations? First weekend in Dec
6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)? Turkey and Stuffing
7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child: Me and my sister staying up all night waiting for Santa to come and mom and dad to tell us we could get up.
8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? My aunt told me when I was 7 or 8
9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Yep
10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree? Bells, and lots of lights
11. Snow! Love it or Dread it? Can live without it, but I would love just one white Christmas
12. Can you ice skate?Um...a little
.13. Do you remember your favorite gift? Ha that's easy, Tanner
14. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you? Being with my family.
15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? Umm...I dont know
16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Opening one present the night before.
17 what tops your tree? An Angel
18. Which do you prefer giving or Receiving presents? Giving, I love watching everyone open presents
19. What is your favorite Christmas Song? Carol of the Bells
20. Candy Canes Yuck or Yum? Yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6044452815206552627?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6044452815206552627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6044452815206552627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6044452815206552627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6044452815206552627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-didn-have-anything-else-to-post.html' title='I didn&amp;#39;t have anything else to post'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-394420625553821406</id><published>2006-12-12T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:15:01.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just stuff'/><title type='text'>Some Christmas fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX9XF-4FgxI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ppgheQNmzk/s1600-h/ga061203.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007817070948483858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX9XF-4FgxI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ppgheQNmzk/s400/ga061203.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-394420625553821406?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/394420625553821406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=394420625553821406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/394420625553821406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/394420625553821406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-christmas-fun.html' title='Some Christmas fun...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX9XF-4FgxI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ppgheQNmzk/s72-c/ga061203.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-2362894435869792053</id><published>2006-12-12T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:15:39.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><title type='text'>9 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX9V6u4FgwI/AAAAAAAAABU/B5Qu_BEjMcY/s1600-h/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007815778163327746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX9V6u4FgwI/AAAAAAAAABU/B5Qu_BEjMcY/s400/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In 9 days my little man will be 2. In 4 days we will have a house full of people, and in 13 days Santa will be here....Wow.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-2362894435869792053?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/2362894435869792053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=2362894435869792053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2362894435869792053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2362894435869792053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/9-days.html' title='9 days'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX9V6u4FgwI/AAAAAAAAABU/B5Qu_BEjMcY/s72-c/blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1547705918166518275</id><published>2006-12-11T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:16:15.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Its getting harder and harder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX4VB_v22XI/AAAAAAAAABI/lFPd-YDteI4/s1600-h/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007462959718783346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX4VB_v22XI/AAAAAAAAABI/lFPd-YDteI4/s400/yay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To take pictures of my big boy. Everyday it gets harder and harder to get any good shots because he's always on the go, and he just doenst want to smile anymore, he would rather run and laugh. While that is adorable too, I miss getting those big eyes in a shot. Dont get me wrong once in awhile he will give me a good look, but I miss those days when I could take one whenever I wanted. I guess now I will have to become more creative with my pictures. After I graduate, maybe I will take a photography class. We've been steady getting ready for his birthday party this weekend, it seems like once we get something done, 2 more somethings come up. I know I will never feel like everything is totally done before Sat. and I will have to deal with it, but this is really the first time that we've had a bunch of people over since we've been married. We had a party when we were dating, but then it didnt really matter. It was a party with drinking...we were young...now I want everything to be spotless, and in its place, which never happens with a soon to be 2 year old. I went to order his cakes today, and of course the machine is broke for one of them so now I have to go check somewhere else. Oh well I'm off to do another load of laundry and then I'm taking my butt to bed.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1547705918166518275?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1547705918166518275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1547705918166518275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1547705918166518275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1547705918166518275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-getting-harder-and-harder.html' title='Its getting harder and harder'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RX4VB_v22XI/AAAAAAAAABI/lFPd-YDteI4/s72-c/yay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1982766556096314469</id><published>2006-12-10T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:17:13.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Musings'/><title type='text'>A busy, busy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXyvJvv22WI/AAAAAAAAAA4/atNfOECSmO0/s1600-h/toot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007069467700025698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXyvJvv22WI/AAAAAAAAAA4/atNfOECSmO0/s400/toot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man, am I ever tired. We have stayed busy this whole weekend, and we havent left the house once. We got a lot accomplished so we pretty much just have detail work to do before this weekend. I even got all my Christmas cards done. Yay! I'm still feeling good. I started coughing again, but no where near as bad as I was before. Last night I finally got into the Christmas spirit. Yep it finally hit me. We were watching The Polar Express and I got the Christmas feeling...I have never seen the movie before, and I have to say it has become a fast favorite. Tanner loved it, he actually sat down for the whole movie. Well after a busy weekend, I have to sit down and do my homework, so I'm not rushing to do it in the morning. Until later...oh yeah, we havent had success with potty training today, it seems like we would sit him on there for 20 minutes and the minute we put the pull up on him, he would pee. LOL. Thats my boy.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1982766556096314469?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1982766556096314469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1982766556096314469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1982766556096314469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1982766556096314469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/busy-busy-weekend.html' title='A busy, busy weekend'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXyvJvv22WI/AAAAAAAAAA4/atNfOECSmO0/s72-c/toot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-915349354992805619</id><published>2006-12-10T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:17:55.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PayPerPost'/><title type='text'>Its that time of year....</title><content type='html'>Its that time of year, where a lot of us are getting low on cash from all the shopping we do for Christmas. But of course if you were a smart shopper and did your research you probably would have found the awesome site with &lt;a href="http://ncnatural.com/Resources/Coupons/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Online Coupon Codes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Man do they have coupons for EVERYTHING!! I wish I would have found them in October. I would have definately saved some money on Christmas. But that's okay, because they are now in my favorites and I will be using them next year. I have Scott's birthday coming up next month and they even have coupons to his favorite store. Old Navy. Yep. They have coupons to Dell, Gap, Payless shoes, and that's just to name a few. They have from A-Z. So if you're not done with you're Christmas shopping yet, you should definatly check it out, if you have finished, check it out anyway, everybodys needs to save money at one point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-915349354992805619?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/915349354992805619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=915349354992805619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/915349354992805619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/915349354992805619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='Its that time of year....'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-5981940456255356908</id><published>2006-12-09T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:18:27.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Let the Potty Training begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXt4V_v22UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0bZNuHfKi2k/s1600-h/on+the+potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006727730037184834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXt4V_v22UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0bZNuHfKi2k/s400/on+the+potty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like I said we started the potty training on Thrus. but today we had all day to really work on it, and guess what?! He peed and pooped in the potty today. Just once, but its a start. We made a big deal about it, and gave him a sucker. Hopefully we will continue to have this kind of progress. I'm so proud of him. We got a lot done today, Scott got the lights up, he cleaned the office, and Tanner's room, I cleaned and unclutter the cabinets in the kitchen and the living room. Needless to say its been a busy day. And I feel better. I've been taking my medicine like I'm suppose to, and I really do feel better. Just a little headache once in awhile. I'm waiting for Toot to go to sleep so I can get to my Christmas cards. He should be winding down soon. Hopefully I dont wind down, I really want to get at least half of my cards done tonight, and the rest done tomorrow...I guess we will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-5981940456255356908?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/5981940456255356908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=5981940456255356908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5981940456255356908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/5981940456255356908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-potty-training-begin.html' title='Let the Potty Training begin'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXt4V_v22UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0bZNuHfKi2k/s72-c/on+the+potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-6970240411510682353</id><published>2006-12-09T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:19:22.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absoulutly Blah'/><title type='text'>No pictures today</title><content type='html'>Its been a couple of days since I posted sorry. After posting everyday for over a month I felt out of routine. Well I was hoping to get on here and say "Hey I'm better woo who!" Yeah right. I woke up Thrusday and I felt great. I had energy and I slept through the night. Yesteday, I felt good, but while I was at work my face started to hurt, and by the end of the day I couldnt breath. So now this crap has moved from my chest into my head...so I'm not coughing anymore I'm just a huge snot factory and I look like Rudolph the red noes reindeer!! And what sucks the most is all the stuff we've got to get done this weekend. Finish putting up Christmas lights, shampoo the carpets, paint the bathroom, clean out Tanner's room, and I have got to get my Christmas cards ready for Monday...just to name a few. Next weekend is Tanner's bday party and I dont want to have to rush around the morning of trying to clean everything. SO....needless to day our weekend will be a very busy one. Oh I do have some good news...we offically started potty training yesterday. Hopefully he wont be so stubborn, it took us awhile to convience him that it wasnt time out....okay well if I get some time to myself later I may be back, if not...I'll try not to stay away too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-6970240411510682353?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/6970240411510682353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=6970240411510682353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6970240411510682353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/6970240411510682353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-pictures-today.html' title='No pictures today'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-1519010618150180424</id><published>2006-12-06T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:20:03.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absoulutly Blah'/><title type='text'>Still here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXdSJfv22TI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_5nvfwCqbkQ/s1600-h/sit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005559833940121906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXdSJfv22TI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_5nvfwCqbkQ/s400/sit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm still here and still sick. It wouldnt be so bad if I wasnt coughing so hard...but I cough so hard my head is killing me, I probably rattled something loose up there. Man. So I stayed home from work, I probably should have done that yesterday. They tried to send me home, but I was stubborn. I'm pumping myself full of cough meds, but nothing seems to help. I WANT MY MOMMY!!! ( Just in case you're reading this mom). I'm a big baby when I get sick. And its hard to be sick with a toddler running around. Even though I must say he's been awesome since his daddy left. He laid down and took a nap with me so I could get some rest, and he's still asleep so I can study for yet another test. 2 more weeks, just 2 more weeks, then I get some real time off so my brain can relax. Okay, I'm just whining now, I told you I was a baby when I get sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-1519010618150180424?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/1519010618150180424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=1519010618150180424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1519010618150180424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/1519010618150180424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-here.html' title='Still here...'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ox7SsMgBH7w/RXdSJfv22TI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_5nvfwCqbkQ/s72-c/sit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-2177471199617700689</id><published>2006-12-05T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:20:40.368-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its MeMe time...'/><title type='text'>MeMe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/185277223/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/185277223_6fcf0d5cb1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. Explain what ended your last relationship? My last real relationship? I was young and thought he would leave his ex wife for me...he did leave her but for my best friend

2. When was the last time you shaved? 2 days ago

3. What were you doing this morning at 8 a.m.? Sitting in class getting ready to take notes

4. What were you doing 15 minutes ago? Catching up on reading blogs.

5. Are you any good at math? No.

6. Your prom night? We had a group date, nothing big just fun

7. Have you had to take a loan out for school? Have one now for school

8. Do you know the words to the song on your myspace profile? Yep

9. Last thing received in the mail? Bills

10. How many different beverages have you had today? One, Dr. Pepper

11. Do you ever leave messages on peoples answering machine? Depends on who it is.

12. Who did you lose your CONCERT virginity to? My parents took me to see Alabama when I was 8...first one without the parentals...dont laugh, New Kids On The Block

13. Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach? Yes

14. What was the most painful dental procedure you have had? Having my wisdom teeth cut out.

15. What is out your back door? Fenced in yard, with a slide and swing

16. Any plans for Friday night? Dinner with the in laws like every Friday

17. Do you like what the ocean does to your hair? Is there really anyone who does!?

18. Have you ever received one of those big tins of 3 different popcorns? yes, and I never eat them, I dont really like pop corn

19. Have you ever been to a planetarium? Yea, on a school field trip.

20. Do you re-use towels after you shower? Yep again.

21. Some things you are excited about? Tanner's bday party coming up.

22. What is your favorite flavor of JELLO? I dont like Jello, reminds me of the hostpital

23. Describe your keychain(s)? 3keys,and a key chain with a picture of Tanner on it

24. Where do you keep your change? In Tanner's piggy bank

25. What kind of winter coat do you own? I dont own a winter coat, it doesnt get that cold here, I have a jacket

26. What was the weather like on your graduation day? Warm, we graduated at night.

27. Do you sleep with the door to your room open or closed? Both, closed when we have company, open when its just us

28. Tag three people. Hmm, Beck, Tonya, and Kathy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-2177471199617700689?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/2177471199617700689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=2177471199617700689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2177471199617700689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/2177471199617700689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/meme_05.html' title='MeMe'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-88998067741518895</id><published>2006-12-05T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:21:17.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Sitting in class</title><content type='html'>Twidling my thumbs. Its too early to go to work, and too late to make the trip home. And it sucks to be so far ahead that you can leave but can't. Go figure. I got my test back I got a B. Which kinda sucks. But I didn't feel like I retained any information when I tried to study last night. Stupied cold. My chest still hurts and nothing I take is stopping the cough. I get this crap every year. I should be use to it by now. I am going to work today, hopefully we dont have to go outside, I havent been outside since this morning so I dont know if its warmed up or not. Well, I'm off to twidle my thumbs some more....or maybe do that MeMe that Miranda tagged me with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-88998067741518895?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/88998067741518895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=88998067741518895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/88998067741518895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/88998067741518895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/sitting-in-class.html' title='Sitting in class'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8889343018201714026</id><published>2006-12-04T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:22:03.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absoulutly Blah'/><title type='text'>Still feeling blah,</title><content type='html'>Well I decided not to go to work, I would feel really bad if I gave what ever I have to 10, 2 year olds. Scott was wonderful, told me to take a nap, which I did when I wasnt coughing, when he woke me up to tell me he was leaving, the kitchen was clean, and he had done 3 loads of laundry. I love that man. He also took Tanner to my mother in laws, so I could sleep and study...which I have been doing for 2 hours. I always feel like I dont get it, but then I get an A on a test...(and now I've probably just jinxed myself). My chest is killing me, I feel like every time I cough a lung is coming with it. Well I'm going to study for another hour then hit the hay, but before I do any of that, I'm going to have some chicken soup my mother in law brought me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-8889343018201714026?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/8889343018201714026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=8889343018201714026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8889343018201714026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8889343018201714026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-feeling-blah.html' title='Still feeling blah,'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-8897833790301360516</id><published>2006-12-03T10:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:23:29.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The kid'/><title type='text'>Toot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/312907798/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/312907798_5b3ab563ed_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/312907798/"&gt;Toot&lt;/a&gt;
Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I will end....and you guys will begin with Tanner. Thats what everyone comes here for anyway...lol. He's learned so much this week. He can count to 3. He is learning animals right and left. He can say elephant (Lphat) . A video came on the Disney channel this morning, and he was like Lphant, duck, monkey, puppy....and he got them all right. I was like wow, he really does listen. And he's learning. I was just hoping to get him to say 2 before his birthday, but I got a little more. Which is awesome. He's going to start daycare in Jan. 3 days a week, 4 hours a day. I've got the paperwork filled out all I have to do is go turn it in. My little boy is growing up so fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-8897833790301360516?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/8897833790301360516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=8897833790301360516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8897833790301360516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/8897833790301360516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/toot.html' title='Toot'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3754146578995609865</id><published>2006-12-03T10:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:24:10.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovey Dovey'/><title type='text'>Kissing under the Christmas lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/312907781/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/120/312907781_3f8065220c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/312907781/"&gt;Kissing under the Christmas lights&lt;/a&gt;
Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just another pic of us, since I dont post pictures of grown ups on my blog too often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3754146578995609865?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3754146578995609865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3754146578995609865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3754146578995609865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3754146578995609865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/kissing-under-christmas-lights.html' title='Kissing under the Christmas lights'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17633066.post-3894572613732149143</id><published>2006-12-03T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T10:25:05.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I triple dog dare ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/312907788/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/106/312907788_ab62aaf464_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heatherflaugh/312907788/"&gt;I triple dog dare ya&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heatherflaugh/"&gt;HeatherScott&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I mentioned food...well they had wasobee there (I'm probably spelling it wrong)  and Scott wanted to try it.  He's heard how hot it was...so he put a small spoon full on his plate.  Well one of his friends dared him to eat the whole spoon full, and you know men, they never back down from a dare...the picture doesnt do justice to the moment...he turned 5 differant shades of red, starting at his chin and working its way up...no joke.  Needless to say I dont think he will do that again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17633066-3894572613732149143?l=heathernoel05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/feeds/3894572613732149143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17633066&amp;postID=3894572613732149143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3894572613732149143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17633066/posts/default/3894572613732149143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathernoel05.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-triple-dog-dare-ya.html' title='I triple dog dare ya'/><author><name>Heather Noel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01590963720268564821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d163/HeatherFlaugh/IMG_0040_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
