<?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-8212143575464791051</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:22:31.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><subtitle type='html'>My little corner of the world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7929321422682839908</id><published>2011-01-30T12:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T12:51:59.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies....</title><content type='html'>and change is a constant.  Since my last post, there have been yet more changes.  I am now a happily married woman living in  new home and on the brink of starting a new job.  After 13 years, I have decided to make a change on the job front.  I finished my last shift at Tim Horton's on Friday with mixed emotions and one or two tears.  See, without Tim's my life would be completely different.  When I moved to Timmins 10 yrs ago, I was a newlywed and took a job at the Tim's in South Porcupine and assumed ot would be temporary until I found a different line of work.  Turns out, temporary meant 10 yrs.  In my time at that particular store, I made friends, got pregnant, had a little boy and life was good.  Then it all turned upside down.  Long story short, I became a single mother of one.  That changed my life.  I met a man who was also employed at the Square and we became friends. Ok, friends with benefits if I'm telling the WHOLE story.  On August 11, 2008, he took a job at Future Shop and I turned his world upside down when I told him he was gonna be a daddy.  At that point in my life, I was still very much confused and scared and lonely and a whole host of other emotions.  Shortly after, I told him I was not ready for a serious relationship and we ended the "with benefits" part, but still reamined friends and in constant contact.  After all, he was to be the father of my child...I delivered Noah on April 15, 2009 with the help of my best friend and for a long time, we did the whole sharing care of Noah.  Then one day last March, we went for lunch and somwhere between picking him up and ordering lunch, I realized what a great man and father he was and that I would be a fool to let him get away a second time.  We kind of picked up right where we left off, as if we had never been apart for 18 months.  This summer he propsed, I said yes and bing bang boom, we were married New Year's Day.  In addition to Curtis and Noah, I would not have met Laura, who is more or less the other half of me and my BFF.  We get each other in a way only certain people can.  She and I have seen a lot over the last 3 years, and last March I almost lost her.  I am thankful everyday she made it through and was able to stand beside me as my Maid of Honour at the wedding.  I couldn't and wouldn't have done it without her.  So in addition to 13 years of income, Tim Horton's has given me many gifts that I would not have otherwise have.  The love of a wonderful man, a second beautiful son and a best friend who is without a doubt, also family.  For those things alone, I will forever be thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7929321422682839908?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7929321422682839908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7929321422682839908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7929321422682839908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7929321422682839908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies....'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8609394292562795068</id><published>2010-08-23T23:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:13:34.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My bad...</title><content type='html'>I figure by this point, nobody even bothers to check anymore since it has been so long since I posted, but what the hell, it's midnight and I can't sleep.  That'll learn me for drinking coffee at 9:30 at night.  So obviously a whole lot has transpired since my last post.  I must say, the majority of it has been for the better, which is leading down the road to for better or for worse... This may drag on, but I gotta just go with it.  When my husband left me for another woman 4 years ago, I wanted to crawl into a hole and never emerge. Never did I think I would entertain the thought of marrying again, but then life happened.  Curtis and I did things a little backwards and non-traditional.  We met in February or March of 08 and in mid-August we discovered I was pregnant. Before I realized that however, I had decided I wasn't ready for whatever I thought might happen and we took some time apart.  In April of 2009, Noah was born and although I had thought that was the last thing I needed at that point in my life, I couldn't have been more wrong.  In March 2010, I almost lost my best friend to an overdose, thank God she managed to pull through. Also in March 2010, I got hit with a lightning bolt out of the blue. One day I looked at Curtis and realized he was what I wanted and needed in my life. Skip to June 1st, we moved him into my 2 bedroom apartment which by this point was becoming quite "cozy".  Then, last Thursday, on the heels of our first family holiday(minus Noah), he proposed.  Given all that has happened the last little while(which is a WHOLE other story), I said yes. Life is too short to not take chances and live it to the fullest. So although things have been a little mixed up over the last 2 years for us, we are very much looking toward the future as a family... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8609394292562795068?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8609394292562795068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8609394292562795068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8609394292562795068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8609394292562795068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-bad.html' title='My bad...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2290313608512458268</id><published>2010-03-30T18:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:59:55.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur</title><content type='html'>So my last post was pretty positive, right? Well, since then, my best friend was admitted to the hospital for an intentional (almost) overdose, my dad had a third heart attack and is in the hospital in North Bay and my boyfriend has until June 1st to find a place to live as his landlord has decided to give the place to his daughter.  Oh, and my bff and her husband have until May 1st to find a place as her landlord is losing his job and he and his wife and kids will be moving into the apartment.  Needless to say, I am a wee bit emotional these days.  In between seeing my bff and taking a quick trip to see my dad, I have been keeping fairly busy so as to avoid thinking about what could have been.  Best not to think that way.  Although we have only been friends for about 3 yrs, it feels like she and her family have been a part of my life forever.  Her kids are my kids and my kids are her kids. We may not be blood, but we are family. Hell she was there holding my hand the day Noah was born.  I miss her more than words can say right now, as her visits and calls are limited. All I can do is pray for the best and hope she lets the professionals help her.  As for my dad, he is out of critical care but still in the hospital, for how long I do not know.  I am a daddy's girl through and through and am not afraid to admit it, even at 36.  It seems when it rains it pours. The only thing to do right now is take one day at a time, and be thankful I am not alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2290313608512458268?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2290313608512458268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2290313608512458268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2290313608512458268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2290313608512458268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2010/03/blur.html' title='Blur'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6157357323774388000</id><published>2010-03-24T14:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T14:58:58.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring...</title><content type='html'>A time of new beginnings, growth and change. I love spring rain, flowers blooming and the kids playing outside in the sunshine. Love is in the air. I can tell you that after 4 long years, a few bad choices and plenty of tears, I have found it in the most unexpected place. Noah's father and I are working on being a real family and I could not be happier. I can't ever explain how it happened. One day I went to bed and we were friends, the next, it was like an episode of the Twilight Zone. All of a sudden I saw him in a new light. And I realized that everything I had been looking for was right in front of me the whole time. Who knew? I guess it's like the old phrase you can't see the forest for the trees. Anyway, we are taking things one day at a time, but I can tell you to love and be loved, is the greatest gift of all...xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6157357323774388000?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6157357323774388000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6157357323774388000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6157357323774388000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6157357323774388000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring.html' title='Spring...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7180528502016427060</id><published>2010-03-11T19:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:03:54.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slight Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S5mfbckuSTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/hjahAAcqC7M/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447560518156831026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S5mfbckuSTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/hjahAAcqC7M/s320/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I won't be going back as soon as I thought.  The other day my knee swelled to twice it's size so I made a trip to the ER, where they referred me back to the surgeon who did the operation.  Long story short, I am not as ready to go back (physically) as I thought I was.  I can be stubborn all I want, but in this case, my knees are doin the talking and they are telling me to let them recover.  Ok, I hear ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7180528502016427060?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7180528502016427060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7180528502016427060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7180528502016427060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7180528502016427060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2010/03/slight-change-of-plans.html' title='Slight Change of Plans'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S5mfbckuSTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/hjahAAcqC7M/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6676939537715391601</id><published>2010-03-08T12:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T12:25:15.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown is On...</title><content type='html'>This time 2 weeks from now, yours truly will be back to the grind(s), literally.  I cannot believe how fast the year has gone and the thought of returning to work brings with it many emotions.  Although I have missed all "my girls" and my customers, there have been some changes over the last 6 months or so.  One person in particular will be missed but she has moved on to other things and we remain the best of friends. I will miss my boys as well, having been able to do whatever and whenever with them has brought me much joy. Evan asked if I had to go back, and as much as I would love to stay home, I have yet figured out a way to get paid for doing that.  Any suggestions?  For now, I will enjoy my last 2 weeks with my boys and a raod trip with my BFF and return to work with a new attitude...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6676939537715391601?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6676939537715391601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6676939537715391601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6676939537715391601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6676939537715391601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2010/03/countdown-is-on.html' title='The Countdown is On...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-29833678856687086</id><published>2010-02-14T14:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:51:44.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S3hhefFyJJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-lYW0HTeD_8/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438203726419600530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S3hhefFyJJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-lYW0HTeD_8/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S3hheA6HXMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Vf5ymG7DiWA/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438203718317595842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S3hheA6HXMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Vf5ymG7DiWA/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realized a lot of time has gone by since my last post. Guess life has been busy... Boys are good, Evan is doing well and will soon be 8 and Noah took his first steps this week. I have now been off work 11 months and don't want to use the term "dreading" but definitely not super excited a the prospect of returning to work for a lot of reasons.  2010 is off to a start, I have no adjectives at this particular moment that would sum it up properly.  First knee surgery is out of the way, second is scheduled for March 1st.  One of these days I will elaborate on all that is going on in my little world, but for now, it's dinner time...;)&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/8212143575464791051-29833678856687086?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/29833678856687086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=29833678856687086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/29833678856687086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/29833678856687086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/S3hhefFyJJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-lYW0HTeD_8/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-4462859533992922458</id><published>2009-09-23T14:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:00:39.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing like a Weed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Srp96MxXFhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xpH0ew4S2WY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384754743288993298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Srp96MxXFhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xpH0ew4S2WY/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my little man is now 15.5 lbs and is 25.5 inches long.  Man how the time flies...He can roll both ways and is almost sitting up.  With the help of the Bumbo seat, he can see the world from his point of view.  I have another 6 months to go if I choose and this time around, I think I will take it.  Man I love my kids...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-4462859533992922458?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4462859533992922458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=4462859533992922458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4462859533992922458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4462859533992922458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/growing-like-weed.html' title='Growing like a Weed'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Srp96MxXFhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xpH0ew4S2WY/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-317311110857527278</id><published>2009-09-11T08:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:38:14.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-746cf64e3c60584b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D746cf64e3c60584b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74A1EF555A6996BB342287AFF10AE8B5284B2401.5A2804BA195B065C43E0F4A2E4B94307D8CE9E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D746cf64e3c60584b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM4rRgYSNHGSe-sAMo_mZnczNOQw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Unfortunately my camera does not capture sound, but I think it's cute nonetheless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-317311110857527278?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/317311110857527278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=317311110857527278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/317311110857527278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/317311110857527278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5680351719502024640</id><published>2009-09-02T10:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:10:57.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BTW....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sp6KQwhZBLI/AAAAAAAAANs/YqzgTg2DfjE/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376887025634444466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sp6KQwhZBLI/AAAAAAAAANs/YqzgTg2DfjE/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sp6KQTy9TRI/AAAAAAAAANk/8fSxrQ3vDQA/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376887017923497234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sp6KQTy9TRI/AAAAAAAAANk/8fSxrQ3vDQA/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenny completely kicked ASS!!!  Although I would have LOVED to have been among the throngs of fans who were lucky enough for floor/front row seats, ours were all in all not that bad.  As for Ottawa in general, wtf?  I have never seen so many no turn left, no turn right, and one way streets in my life.  We got lost every time we left the hotel!  On the bright side, we did get to see a lot of Ottawa...I have however decided that Santa needs to bring me a new camera. Every now and then I Go Back...sigh&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/8212143575464791051-5680351719502024640?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5680351719502024640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5680351719502024640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5680351719502024640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5680351719502024640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/btw.html' title='BTW....'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sp6KQwhZBLI/AAAAAAAAANs/YqzgTg2DfjE/s72-c/066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6725955312170729490</id><published>2009-08-25T12:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T12:51:25.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>So here's the deal.  I have been alone for 3 years now and even though my kids are top of my list and the joy in my life, it feels like something is missing.  I know, I know, good things come to those who wait.  But you wanna know a secret?  I am terrified of being alone for the rest of my life.  I miss having a hand to hold, a shoulder to lean on and arms around me.  I have no idea where to meet people, and given my lack of spare time, it seems inevitable that I will be alone.  Maybe it is the spare time I have while the kids are visiting grandma and grandpa and I am doing too much thinking, who knows.  But if anyone has any nephews, brothers, friends....(in the late-30 to early-40 range...lol) keep in mind a little blue eyed girl.  I'm just sayin is all.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6725955312170729490?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6725955312170729490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6725955312170729490' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6725955312170729490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6725955312170729490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7542847791540013582</id><published>2009-08-14T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:26:56.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 More Sleeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SoWeRSDzlcI/AAAAAAAAANc/y8TkMZ5h7KI/s1600-h/kenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369872150451951042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SoWeRSDzlcI/AAAAAAAAANc/y8TkMZ5h7KI/s320/kenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell I am getting a little excited??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7542847791540013582?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7542847791540013582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7542847791540013582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7542847791540013582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7542847791540013582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-more-sleeps.html' title='5 More Sleeps'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SoWeRSDzlcI/AAAAAAAAANc/y8TkMZ5h7KI/s72-c/kenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8961761713497445156</id><published>2009-07-27T14:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:33:46.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys Part Deux :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A2P1pYMI/AAAAAAAAANU/_BUTCy9DJVU/s1600-h/img074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363225138209317058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A2P1pYMI/AAAAAAAAANU/_BUTCy9DJVU/s320/img074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A11rBwnI/AAAAAAAAANM/uDXNg8OAKhQ/s1600-h/img079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363225131185455730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A11rBwnI/AAAAAAAAANM/uDXNg8OAKhQ/s320/img079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are a few of the other shots of the boys.  They make me smile.  'Nough said :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A1Z4_5gI/AAAAAAAAANE/xLyr2wCKkuc/s1600-h/img075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363225123727861250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A1Z4_5gI/AAAAAAAAANE/xLyr2wCKkuc/s320/img075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A1IYaNqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Fi7jLWkDVzk/s1600-h/img073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363225119027771042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A1IYaNqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Fi7jLWkDVzk/s320/img073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A0-gpA-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6QLT-1rkCok/s1600-h/img072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363225116377940962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A0-gpA-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6QLT-1rkCok/s320/img072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/8212143575464791051-8961761713497445156?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8961761713497445156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8961761713497445156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8961761713497445156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8961761713497445156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-boys-part-deux.html' title='My Boys Part Deux :)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sm4A2P1pYMI/AAAAAAAAANU/_BUTCy9DJVU/s72-c/img074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3812741310783716813</id><published>2009-07-10T13:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:16:20.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SleEnxSwe5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/VNU45ZGUEh4/s1600-h/img067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356896100562271122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SleEnxSwe5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/VNU45ZGUEh4/s320/img067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are they not the 2 most handsome boys in the world?  Things are going well, I am thoroughly enjoying my time off.  Evan goes tomorrow on his "big adventure", a week of holidays with his dad (and the others), then to North Bay for 2 weeks, one each with his paternal grandparents.  In August, he and Noah go to my parents while I go pursue, er, I mean listen to Kenny.  This year, Evan goes back to school on August 31st.  A little early if you ask me, but he will be happy to go into Grade 2.  More pics to follow soon..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3812741310783716813?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3812741310783716813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3812741310783716813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3812741310783716813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3812741310783716813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SleEnxSwe5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/VNU45ZGUEh4/s72-c/img067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-269660948883317672</id><published>2009-06-30T18:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:49:37.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's (Almost) Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Skqkee31RYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-WXCdu0N1tQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353271950673528194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Skqkee31RYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-WXCdu0N1tQ/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of July 30th, I will officially be divorced. Even as I write those words, it still seems a little surreal. I know life will go on and with the support and love of my family and friends, I will be ok. In the end all that matters is that I did nothing wrong and I can hold my head high. I have 2 beautiful boys who need my love and attention and for them I will eternally be grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-269660948883317672?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/269660948883317672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=269660948883317672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/269660948883317672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/269660948883317672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-almost-official.html' title='It&apos;s (Almost) Official'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Skqkee31RYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-WXCdu0N1tQ/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7709446638601412045</id><published>2009-05-27T12:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:02:41.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sh19ZTmls5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Ontbza9NCow/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340562606843605906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sh19ZTmls5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Ontbza9NCow/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I cannot believe how fast the past 6 weeks have gone by.  Noah is growing more every day and Evan is a fantastic big brother.  When I first found out about Noah, everybody was concerned about how Evan would adjust.  Well, I can tell you he loves his little brother and tells him daily.  For a 7 yr old, he has been through a  lot and amazes me at each and every obstacle he comes across how he handles it.  He is truly a remarkable little boy.  I am glad Noah has him to look up to and learn from each and every day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sh19ZF8AE_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/PlE9ueQG0cI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340562603175318514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sh19ZF8AE_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/PlE9ueQG0cI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7709446638601412045?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7709446638601412045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7709446638601412045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7709446638601412045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7709446638601412045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-boys.html' title='My Boys...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sh19ZTmls5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Ontbza9NCow/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8033981373153307279</id><published>2009-05-03T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:33:28.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjusting...:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sf3UgwBQLHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/I_IA3bGIrGI/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331651192987593842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sf3UgwBQLHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/I_IA3bGIrGI/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sf3UgsNBuJI/AAAAAAAAAME/5HV4HfvMypA/s1600-h/Imported+Photos+00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331651191963236498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sf3UgsNBuJI/AAAAAAAAAME/5HV4HfvMypA/s320/Imported+Photos+00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Evan has taken a shine to his little brother and then some.  He said all along he wanted to be a big helper and so far, he has been just that.  It has taken some getting used to, what with having to make sure the boys see their dads, but all in all, things are going well.  Evan turned 7 2 weeks ago and I can't believe how the years have passed.  He won the spelling bee at his school, and tells me he will be competing in another against other schools this coming Friday.  I could not be more proud.  And Noah will be 3 weeks old on Wednesday already.  I wish there was just one day I could slow down time.  The older I get, the faster it seems to go.  As the old song goes, time marches on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8033981373153307279?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8033981373153307279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8033981373153307279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8033981373153307279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8033981373153307279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/05/adjusting.html' title='Adjusting...:)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/Sf3UgwBQLHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/I_IA3bGIrGI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2930257171401463808</id><published>2009-04-20T10:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:13:22.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment to Breathe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SeyQ_fawHWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SbXnKgL-ZH8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326791879712316770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SeyQ_fawHWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SbXnKgL-ZH8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SeyQ_M-2fFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2s_TlWM13lI/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326791874763455570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SeyQ_M-2fFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2s_TlWM13lI/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the last week ar so has been a haze of activity, but I finally have a moment to catch up while one sleeps and the other is at school. Noah David was born on Wednesday April 15th at 11:15 am weighing in at 7 lbs 1 oz and measuring 18.5 inches in length. He was worth every minute of the 4.5 hrs spent in labour. Evan is ecstatic and is an excellent big brother. He turns 7 today, and it makes me kinda melancholy to know that time is not going to slow down any. A few pics to post, I am sure as time goes by, there will be lots more!&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/8212143575464791051-2930257171401463808?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2930257171401463808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2930257171401463808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2930257171401463808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2930257171401463808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-to-breathe.html' title='A Moment to Breathe...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SeyQ_fawHWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SbXnKgL-ZH8/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7171020329042387119</id><published>2009-04-05T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:15:16.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days to Go</title><content type='html'>I am officially ready...got everything I need ( I think) and now it is just a matter of playing the waiting game. A game for which I have not a lot of patience I must say!  In the meantime, I am taking Evan to the movies this afternoon as he did very well on his report card and I figure he deserves a mom and me day before the new one enters the world.  He is very excited and last night he informed me that my belly makes a very good pillow...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7171020329042387119?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7171020329042387119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7171020329042387119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7171020329042387119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7171020329042387119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-days-to-go.html' title='10 Days to Go'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8431882648938122856</id><published>2009-03-23T12:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:03:03.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks to Go</title><content type='html'>With little more than 3 weeks to go, I figure I better finally get my ass in gear and get what I need...I have a crib, stroller and an exersaucer that were all given to me, but I still need a few other things.  Realistically, this kid could come any day, as at 37 weeks it is considered full term.  Boy, even writing that scares the crap out of me!  Things are good, heart rate is usually about 144 or so, what that means in terms of boy or girl in regards to old wives tales, not sure.  So long as it is healthy, it does not matter.  Will keep you posted as time draws near...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8431882648938122856?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8431882648938122856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8431882648938122856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8431882648938122856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8431882648938122856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-weeks-to-go.html' title='3 Weeks to Go'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2953380411990509221</id><published>2009-03-07T14:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:48:38.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Countdown</title><content type='html'>So with little more than 5 weeks to go, I can tell you I am getting scared.  Not so much of the labour and delivery(been there, done that) but at the prospect of starting all over again.  Monday will mark the beginning of my last week at work before I begin maternity leave and although I look forward to spending time with Evan, it means that the new arrival is not far off.  I am slowly putting things together and with not much room to spare in a 2 bedroom apartment. Thankfully, I have a good support system behind me and people have been more than kind in passing off baby items they no longer need.  I will keep you posted as the time draws near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2953380411990509221?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2953380411990509221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2953380411990509221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2953380411990509221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2953380411990509221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-countdown.html' title='The Final Countdown'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6557243849573185451</id><published>2009-02-19T09:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:32:13.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO!!!</title><content type='html'>I am goin to see Kenny!  Big day is August 19th in Ottawa and I am so excited I could jump on Oprah's couch!  In other news, things are going well.  Baby is due in 8 weeks and as of March 13th, I will be on maternity leave.  Although I will be sad to leave my job(yes, really!) I am looking forward to spending some much needed one on one time with Evan before the new arrival.  As things get closer, I will keep you informed...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6557243849573185451?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6557243849573185451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6557243849573185451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6557243849573185451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6557243849573185451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/02/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO!!!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1271151432458727012</id><published>2009-01-26T08:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:28:35.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Coming to Canada....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SX3Hvq3z1VI/AAAAAAAAALU/QfhhzAOeisQ/s1600-h/kenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295608358633723218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SX3Hvq3z1VI/AAAAAAAAALU/QfhhzAOeisQ/s320/kenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, that's right.  Kenny is coming to Canada.  He will be playing Ottawa and Toronto in August and I HAVE to go.  See, a few years back when all the proverbial shit was hitting the fan in my marriage, Kenny and I made a lot of trips up and down the highway between Timmins and North Bay.  Besides, he is not exactly hard to look at...  So anybody who can give me info on ticket sales will become a friend for life.  Wheeeee!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1271151432458727012?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1271151432458727012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1271151432458727012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1271151432458727012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1271151432458727012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-whos-coming-to-canada.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Coming to Canada....'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SX3Hvq3z1VI/AAAAAAAAALU/QfhhzAOeisQ/s72-c/kenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6989959368524908488</id><published>2009-01-13T19:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:37:02.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, To Be Young Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SW1AHoK7mEI/AAAAAAAAALE/azpczWiCpDc/s1600-h/img063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290955637016729666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SW1AHoK7mEI/AAAAAAAAALE/azpczWiCpDc/s320/img063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, maybe not THAT young, but who hasn't wished they could turn back time at some point or another.  I am having a day where for some unexplained reason, I am missing my happily married days.  Maybe it is the fear that I will spend the rest of my life without someone to share it with.  Who knows.  Things are good, I am now 6 months and heading into the last trimester.  I have put on a grand total of about 11 pounds, which is fine with me.  As time goes on, my brain is overrun with trying to figure out the logistics of where to put 3 people in a 2 bedroom apartment and how to juggle 2 kids and their 2 dads.  Some days I wish my brain had an off switch.  I would love nothing more than to be able to purchase a house, but financial circumstances make that impossible at this particular time.  Add to that the fact that about 3 weeks ago, my dad fell and cracked his ribs in the bathtub and has yet to return to work, my litttle brain is about overloaded.  I need a vacation....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6989959368524908488?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6989959368524908488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6989959368524908488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6989959368524908488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6989959368524908488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-to-be-young-again.html' title='Ah, To Be Young Again...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SW1AHoK7mEI/AAAAAAAAALE/azpczWiCpDc/s72-c/img063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7788667537907573098</id><published>2008-12-17T08:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T08:55:02.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan's Christmas Concet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SUkR5-hVFxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kpqUyj0tbsg/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280771725801625362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SUkR5-hVFxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kpqUyj0tbsg/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SUkR5oJEAwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1bpQoNLXDa4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280771719794262786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SUkR5oJEAwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1bpQoNLXDa4/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...last night was a huge success. Again this year it was standing room only. He got to play the old man and make his way across the stage. I can't believe how the yeears have gone by, he will be 7 in the spring.  Things here are pretty hectic as is par for the course this time of year.  For the first year ever, he will be at his dad's for Christmas Eve and I will miss him like crazy Christmas morning.  He will return home to me around noon, and then we will open presents and spend the day together.  I will be spending Christmas Eve with my friend Laura nd her 2 kids, as her husband is working overnights that night.  I am just happy I will not be spending it alone.  Guess I better get my ass in gear and finish up my cards to send out, then it is off to the showers and quench the thirst of the bazillion shoppers who will be out tonight...&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/8212143575464791051-7788667537907573098?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7788667537907573098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7788667537907573098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7788667537907573098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7788667537907573098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/evans-christmas-concet.html' title='Evan&apos;s Christmas Concet'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SUkR5-hVFxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kpqUyj0tbsg/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5218909298749669723</id><published>2008-12-04T10:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:40:43.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Elf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/STgIAzEgTqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/r_1LduL2w6M/s1600-h/img056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275975773266661026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/STgIAzEgTqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/r_1LduL2w6M/s320/img056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is MYy reason for the season...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5218909298749669723?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5218909298749669723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5218909298749669723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5218909298749669723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5218909298749669723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-little-elf.html' title='My Little Elf...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/STgIAzEgTqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/r_1LduL2w6M/s72-c/img056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1096866764246932770</id><published>2008-11-28T09:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:50:58.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/STAS6154ThI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Vyd1EN-Rzl0/s1600-h/img054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273735965762407954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/STAS6154ThI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Vyd1EN-Rzl0/s320/img054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of our Christmas photos for the 2008 holidays.  More to come when I have a spare moment, work is crazy, stupid busy.  What do you expect when you're in a mall though?  P.S.  If it's a girl, I am pretty sure her middle name will be Grace, it was my grandma's middle name...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1096866764246932770?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1096866764246932770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1096866764246932770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1096866764246932770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1096866764246932770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/STAS6154ThI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Vyd1EN-Rzl0/s72-c/img054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5777104904828171925</id><published>2008-11-17T16:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:04:39.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You See it Now Ma?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SSH3jmdK-0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/YZLb94_ZjIo/s1600-h/img052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269765229990574914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SSH3jmdK-0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/YZLb94_ZjIo/s320/img052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At almost 19 weeks, this is Evan's little brother or sister.  The hearbeat today was 144 beats per minute and apparently, it was giving the ultrasound tech some difficulty doing measurements as it was VERY active.  I was not able to tell what it is, all that matters is that things are good and it is healthy.  As I approach the midway point, I have gained a whopping half a pound.  Doc says there is nothing to worry about, lots of women don't put on weight until the second half of theeir pregnancy.  Things are good, I am planning on working until it gets to be too much, which will likely be by March sometime.  So...any guesses on what it is?  Name suggestions?  I am open to almost anything...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5777104904828171925?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5777104904828171925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5777104904828171925' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5777104904828171925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5777104904828171925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-you-see-it-now-ma.html' title='Can You See it Now Ma?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SSH3jmdK-0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/YZLb94_ZjIo/s72-c/img052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1794452106749956073</id><published>2008-10-28T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:47:03.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>I hate winter.  I know tchnically it is still fall, but the friggin cold and snow are beginning to hit the north and I have decided in my next life, I shall be a bear.  That way, I can sleep through it all.  In other news, I got to hear the little one last week for the first time.  The heart was at 152 beats per minute, which, if you believe old wive's tales, would lean towards it bein a girl.  It makes no difference to me, so long as it is healthy.  I have yet to gain any weight and tomorrow marks 16 weeks.  There has been a lot goin on the last few weeks, ranging from working overtime due to lack of staff, to a difference of opinions with one or two family members.  However, today I am feeling better about things as I have decided that I am in control of my choices and nobody else.  Anyway, I go for another ultrasound on the 17th of November, so I will keep you up to date...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1794452106749956073?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1794452106749956073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1794452106749956073' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1794452106749956073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1794452106749956073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5473641591250453742</id><published>2008-10-13T09:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:10:10.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SPNWKoteVmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vqsN424Xxug/s1600-h/img051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256639930798331490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SPNWKoteVmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vqsN424Xxug/s320/img051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am thankful for my family and friends, without whom I would not have survived the past 2 years and who are more than supportive as I face the next few.  The next year wil bring big (little :) changes as well...xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5473641591250453742?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5473641591250453742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5473641591250453742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5473641591250453742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5473641591250453742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-wonders.html' title='Little Wonders'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SPNWKoteVmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vqsN424Xxug/s72-c/img051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5641712671189535227</id><published>2008-09-16T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:42:04.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo,</title><content type='html'>Seems I may be hearing the little heartbeat sooner than I thought.  I just got a call from the OB who will be delivering and I have my first appointment with him on Monday afternoon.  Maybe if I hear someting, it will take me out of denial.  I mean, yes, the tests came back positive, and yes, I have been to my doctor and yes, I am slowly putting on a little weight, but it still does not seem real.  Anyway, just thought you might like to know....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5641712671189535227?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5641712671189535227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5641712671189535227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5641712671189535227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5641712671189535227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/sooo.html' title='Sooo,'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-216791329822750082</id><published>2008-09-11T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:04:26.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up Doc??</title><content type='html'>So, I had my first prenatal visit with my doc yesterday, and all seems to be well.  I am now 9 weeks along and feeling fine, not a stitch of morning sickness, knock on wood.  She seemed to be more excited than I am....not that I'm not, just that given the circumstances, it's taking some getting used to the idea.  She recommends I have an amniocentisis, which is a test they do by sticking a needle in my belly and drawing fluid out of the amniotic sac, and this is done to test for Down Syndrome.  Because of my age(I will be 35 when I deliver) she feels it would be a good idea.  Ok, she's not the one getting jabbed in the belly.  But , this test can also tell you the sex of the baby, should you want to know.  Part of me does and part of me doesn't want to know.  I am not sure exactly when this test will be done, but I am accepting resumes for handholders....Anyway, that's about it, my next appointment is on Oct 9th, when maybe, just maybe I will hear a little heartbeat...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-216791329822750082?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/216791329822750082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=216791329822750082' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/216791329822750082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/216791329822750082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-up-doc.html' title='What&apos;s Up Doc??'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3494705345028227476</id><published>2008-09-01T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:46:18.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>...for the 2-3  of you out there who check this out once in a while, I have been gone dealing with some big news.  It has taken me a while to adjust to but the fact of the matter is, I am having another baby.  Somtime mid-April to be exact.  I have an appointment with my family doctor on the 10th, so I will have more info then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3494705345028227476?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3494705345028227476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3494705345028227476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3494705345028227476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3494705345028227476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/09/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8897100887474837732</id><published>2008-08-12T09:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:11:31.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, No Post</title><content type='html'>So since my holidays have been over, I think I have had the grand total of one day off, hence the lack of updates.  Although, I think Bobby is the only one who reads this anyway...:)  I am off for 2 days and spending them with Evan, who will be heading back to North Bay for another 2 weeks to visit his other 2 sets of grandparents.  There is a lot going on, none of which I am ready to discuss, so if I go MIA for a while, don't worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8897100887474837732?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8897100887474837732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8897100887474837732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8897100887474837732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8897100887474837732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time, No Post'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1400280314104898202</id><published>2008-07-25T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:18:00.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SIoKqLqBANI/AAAAAAAAAHI/INojZwVuBeE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002037316681938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SIoKqLqBANI/AAAAAAAAAHI/INojZwVuBeE/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays are over as of 7 a.m. tomorrow morning. Where does the time go? We had a blast at the concert, front row rocks! Even got pics during the encore, which totally made the day. Tonight, Evan is off to spend 2 weeks with his dad, the longest time I have ever been without him. I will miss him like crazy, but I know it will be good for him to spend some good quality time with his dad. As for me...back to reality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1400280314104898202?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1400280314104898202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1400280314104898202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1400280314104898202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1400280314104898202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/07/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SIoKqLqBANI/AAAAAAAAAHI/INojZwVuBeE/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5631872086796085795</id><published>2008-07-17T06:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:54:16.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO</title><content type='html'>Today is the day!  Soon, we will be on our way to Windsor, where we will shop, gamble a little and end the day with REBA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5631872086796085795?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5631872086796085795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5631872086796085795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5631872086796085795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5631872086796085795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/07/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-9100335040482860884</id><published>2008-07-14T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:12:54.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Time...</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow is a big day for me...I am treating myslef to a manicure before we go.  I have finally figured out that it is ok to do nice things for me.  And then I will come home to pack, drop Evan off to his dad's and spend the night at my friends house where we will depart at the ungodly hour of about 5 am.  No matter, I will probably be too excited to sleep anyway!  The laptop is coming along for the ride(God forbid I live without Facebook for 4 days) and if all goes well, we should have pics up before we even get home.  I love this being on holidays stuff!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-9100335040482860884?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/9100335040482860884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=9100335040482860884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/9100335040482860884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/9100335040482860884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/07/almost-time.html' title='Almost Time...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8348517130285301943</id><published>2008-07-12T15:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:53:40.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumor Has It</title><content type='html'>...I am on holidays!  As of about 3:30 this afternoon, I am incognito for 2 whole weeks.  My plans?  REBA FRONT ROW PEOPLE!  Have I told you lately how excited I am?  I will be back and forth to North Bay as well, but will check in to see how things are.  Ciao, for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8348517130285301943?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8348517130285301943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8348517130285301943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8348517130285301943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8348517130285301943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/07/rumor-has-it.html' title='Rumor Has It'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8247633475217958052</id><published>2008-07-04T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T07:01:01.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>I also had a visit with my dad, who is doing MUCH better btw...:)  And I missed demolition derby Timmy's style...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8247633475217958052?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8247633475217958052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8247633475217958052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8247633475217958052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8247633475217958052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/07/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-129060247179996127</id><published>2008-07-04T06:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:59:44.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellooooo....</title><content type='html'>I just returned home yesterday from a 2 day trip to North Bay to visit the homestead and had a wonderful and relaxing time.  The tooth loss count is now 2 and I am sure by the time Evan comes home, it will be a few more.  He is just beginning what I like to call time-share season and is in North Bay for a week with his grandparents.  Since he is lucky enough to have 3 sets, he generally spends at least a week with each in the summer, which he loves.  Although I miss him bunches while he is away, he always has a great time and the best part is, I know he is being spoiled rotten...:)  I start my holidays on the 13th for 2 weeks and am SO looking forward to that time.  Reba is in 13 sleeps and I have some shopping to do before I go.  If that's not a reason to shop, I don't know what is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-129060247179996127?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/129060247179996127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=129060247179996127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/129060247179996127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/129060247179996127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/07/hellooooo.html' title='Hellooooo....'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6221748535268248400</id><published>2008-06-22T07:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T07:18:13.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!</title><content type='html'>So I just got off th phone with Evan who is at his dad's...and he is super excited.  He just lost his first tooth!!  My little boy is growing up.  He will be home tonight when I finish work, so pics will follow shortly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6221748535268248400?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6221748535268248400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6221748535268248400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6221748535268248400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6221748535268248400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-news.html' title='Big News!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8482188282198144477</id><published>2008-06-19T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:38:25.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaving Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFpvCtNTj3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/mc2eP8Hech4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213601610920595314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFpvCtNTj3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/mc2eP8Hech4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFpvC2YZfPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vvgao1nV4xc/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213601613383040242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFpvC2YZfPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vvgao1nV4xc/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the scene in my bathroom yesterday.  Was so cute, I had to snap some pics.  By the way, no children were harmed in the making of this post. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8482188282198144477?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8482188282198144477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8482188282198144477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8482188282198144477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8482188282198144477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/shaving-fun.html' title='Shaving Fun'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFpvCtNTj3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/mc2eP8Hech4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1646954994990601445</id><published>2008-06-15T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:20:52.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFXNZ7KcD2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3nh_92rd6bM/s1600-h/img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212297989013114722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFXNZ7KcD2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3nh_92rd6bM/s320/img003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so for lack of a better pic, (and I do have a better one, I just cannot find it) I want to wish my dad a Happy Father's Day.  He is not computer literate, and will likely never see this post, but I just want to pay tribute to the only man that never has, and likely never will let me down.  Love you Dad!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1646954994990601445?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1646954994990601445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1646954994990601445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1646954994990601445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1646954994990601445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SFXNZ7KcD2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3nh_92rd6bM/s72-c/img003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8384992628647290126</id><published>2008-06-13T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:11:17.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating...</title><content type='html'>...is for the birds.  Enough said for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8384992628647290126?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8384992628647290126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8384992628647290126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8384992628647290126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8384992628647290126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/dating.html' title='Dating...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7690068313047156462</id><published>2008-06-08T21:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:22:50.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEySw44BiUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7NaW3aVhbGk/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209700237559564610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEySw44BiUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7NaW3aVhbGk/s320/img001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that is yours truly in the local paper, along with my friends/coworkers.  The positive response we have gotten from the day is incredible.  I think we have all been told at one point or another what an awesome thing we did.  And after a few days, the shock has worn off and I am getting used to the new 'do.  The best part...wash and go baby!  I have received may compliments on the fact that now you can see my eyes.  A friend of mine was happy to see the bangs gone, she said she thought I had been hiding behind them for a long time, which may be true.  I believe the grand total from ALL donations(hair included) was about $2200.  Not bad for a little store that has only been open 6 months.  Not bad at all......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7690068313047156462?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7690068313047156462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7690068313047156462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7690068313047156462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7690068313047156462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/news-flash.html' title='News Flash'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEySw44BiUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7NaW3aVhbGk/s72-c/img001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6666921736347051084</id><published>2008-06-04T18:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:40:03.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Today, Gone Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEcmjgP7G-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/iceEqEWzna0/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208173885471267810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEcmjgP7G-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/iceEqEWzna0/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEcmkAP7G_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/L8oHLuqFLp4/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208173894061202418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEcmkAP7G_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/L8oHLuqFLp4/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the deed is done. It's too late to turn back now. All in all today was a great success, even if we fell short of our goal. the crowd that turned out to support us was incredible. I'm actually surprised Ma doesn't have her pics up first! Yes, she came out to show us some love. I don't think she would have missed it.  We will have a grand total in the next day or 2, I will keep you posted.  The comments have all been positive and because of us, a few underpriveleged kids will be able to have the adventure of a lifetime.  I can tell you, that's a pretty awesome feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6666921736347051084?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6666921736347051084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6666921736347051084' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6666921736347051084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6666921736347051084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/hair-today-gone-today.html' title='Hair Today, Gone Today'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SEcmjgP7G-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/iceEqEWzna0/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2399492600585642931</id><published>2008-06-03T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:27:27.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Hours</title><content type='html'>As I type this, I am 12 hours away from what I will call a big adventure.  Tomorrow marks our annual Camp Day, and we are very excited at the prospect of raising money for underpriveleged children to experience a camp adventure.  Pictures(and possibly video) to follow...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2399492600585642931?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2399492600585642931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2399492600585642931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2399492600585642931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2399492600585642931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/12-hours.html' title='12 Hours'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7101115023757888214</id><published>2008-05-27T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:02:31.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Owww</title><content type='html'>I have a toothache.  For me to call a dentist, it has to be bad, but I have made one for tomorrow afternoon.  Wish me luck.  On another note, only 8 days to Camp Day!  I got nuthin else.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7101115023757888214?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7101115023757888214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7101115023757888214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7101115023757888214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7101115023757888214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/05/owww.html' title='Owww'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-306477456032874875</id><published>2008-05-19T14:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:52:03.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Days...</title><content type='html'>to Camp Day.  Am I nervous?  No.  Am I crazy, dedicated and doing this for a good cause?  Absolutely!  The donations have started coming in and I m happy to say I think we are off to a great start.  We have a little over 2 weeks and our goal is $5000, but regardless, the hair shall be coming off.  And NGB, I prefer Kojack to Sinead...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-306477456032874875?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/306477456032874875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=306477456032874875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/306477456032874875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/306477456032874875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/05/16-days.html' title='16 Days...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7966774291344664959</id><published>2008-05-13T22:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:45:46.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shear Madness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SCpgWiF9s7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/3g3t9AsjI0c/s1600-h/community_MemorialCamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200074659977868210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SCpgWiF9s7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/3g3t9AsjI0c/s320/community_MemorialCamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, it's not a typo...As many of you know, I work at Ma and Pa's Tim Horton's in the Timmins Square. And as many of you also know, in June we hold Camp Day, which this year is June 4th. Every store has different activities and 100% of our coffee sales that day go to help children who would not otherwise be able to afford it, a chance to go to one of the Tim Horton's Camps. This year, being as we are somewhat limited as to what we can do at our mall store, one of us had the hairbrained idea that in order to raise money, we should shave our heads. Obviously, not all of our staff are participating and the rest think we have lost our collective minds, but 4 brave girls are going to do it...for the kids. And yes, I am one. I figure I've been through enough changes the last few years, what's one more? If the opportunity arises, and it turns out I have enough, the bulk of my hair (and my friend Laura's) will be going to Locks of Love. So we will be doing 2 good deeds. I am asking anybody who reads this, to please remember me on June 4th and make a donation to your own local Tim Horton's. Oh, and I'm sure there will be pictures to prove I didn't wuss out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7966774291344664959?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7966774291344664959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7966774291344664959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7966774291344664959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7966774291344664959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/05/shear-madness.html' title='Shear Madness...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SCpgWiF9s7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/3g3t9AsjI0c/s72-c/community_MemorialCamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-572532094578143722</id><published>2008-05-11T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:26:52.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Mom(s)</title><content type='html'>This one is for all my moms...I am lucky enough to have not only my mom, but the love, support and blessing of a few others as well.  I consider myself lucky in that I also have 2 wonderful mother in laws(yes, I still call them that) and a Ma who (along with Pa) took me in under their wing, gave me a job and have been behind me through a lot of times, good and bad.  So to all mothers out there, I wish you a very happy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-572532094578143722?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/572532094578143722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=572532094578143722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/572532094578143722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/572532094578143722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-my-moms.html' title='For my Mom(s)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-447576386338647668</id><published>2008-05-07T15:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:35:53.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Thought Romance Was Dead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SCISkgq3lpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/EGQlqvWpFwk/s1600-h/105_3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197737338393302674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SCISkgq3lpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/EGQlqvWpFwk/s320/105_3503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I was wrong...'nough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-447576386338647668?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/447576386338647668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=447576386338647668' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/447576386338647668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/447576386338647668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-i-thought-romance-was-dead.html' title='And I Thought Romance Was Dead...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SCISkgq3lpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/EGQlqvWpFwk/s72-c/105_3503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2998486999447183239</id><published>2008-05-02T09:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:45:20.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBso63f8NPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0tOwb426euY/s1600-h/img025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195791586897442034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBso63f8NPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0tOwb426euY/s320/img025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBso7Xf8NQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/do4Lgdj2T6s/s1600-h/img030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195791595487376642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBso7Xf8NQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/do4Lgdj2T6s/s320/img030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBso7nf8NRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TI_NMT-FP2k/s1600-h/img022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195791599782343954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBso7nf8NRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TI_NMT-FP2k/s320/img022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are a few of the pics I had done for Evan's birthday. I can't tell you how amazed I am at what a bright and happy kid he is. Not to mention, photogenic... He is the light of my life and I am more than proud to call him my boy. xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2998486999447183239?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2998486999447183239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2998486999447183239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2998486999447183239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2998486999447183239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBso63f8NPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0tOwb426euY/s72-c/img025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7639401704369199117</id><published>2008-04-29T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:08:23.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Just In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBfeYXf8NOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Pu2wdAX9IIM/s1600-h/reba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194865205401367778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBfeYXf8NOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Pu2wdAX9IIM/s320/reba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess who got FRONT ROW seats??  That's right, ME!!!!  On July 17th, Laura and I are headed to the casino in Windsor to see the one and only Reba front row!  Can I tell you how excited I am??  In other news, my dad is home, and as of yet, not back to work.   He spent a week in the hospital, and although he is stubborn as the day is long,  he is on antibiotics for the pneumonia and sounds tired.  For him to miss work, he must not be feeling well.   I have been working lots of hours, but still love my job.  The change in me just from being out of the store working with the ex is incredible.  Don't get me wrong, things with us are fine, we can talk without wanting to beat each other senseless, but being in the Square has definitely made things better.  Oh, and I smile a lot more now....might have something to do with a certain boy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7639401704369199117?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7639401704369199117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7639401704369199117' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7639401704369199117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7639401704369199117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-just-in.html' title='This Just In...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/SBfeYXf8NOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Pu2wdAX9IIM/s72-c/reba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3862133209270219105</id><published>2008-04-23T07:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:02:13.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>The last few days have been kinda crazy around here.  Evan's party was a big success, and he had a blast bowling with his friends.  I got a call Sunday night from my mom, telling me my dad is in the hospital in Midland.  He went down for his sister's 80th surprise party and fell ill on Sat night.  Apparently he took a dizzy spell, knocked his head and they took him to the nearest hopital.  Turns out he also has a touch of pneumonia as well and spent the last 2 days in the ICU there.  Needless to say, it has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster the last few days.  He is now in a room and out of ICU and where they go from here, still unclear.  It makes me reazlize yet again how fragile and precious life is.  The last few years have seen illness, seperation, and death.  Now it sounds like dad will be back to his old stubborn self in no time, but if anybody out there reads this, could you send him a few good thoughts?  I am off today, thinknin about cleanaing out the van, but that remains to be seen.  Tut, tut, looks like rain.....Speaking of which, I am off to the showers and then into town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3862133209270219105?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3862133209270219105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3862133209270219105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3862133209270219105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3862133209270219105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-898467558147642341</id><published>2008-04-19T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:11:28.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who..</title><content type='html'>is turning 6 tomorrow????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-898467558147642341?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/898467558147642341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=898467558147642341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/898467558147642341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/898467558147642341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who..'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1664532369198721143</id><published>2008-04-03T21:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:35:15.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day</title><content type='html'>So today I officially became the Assistant Manager of Ma and Pa's newest store at the Timmins Square!  Yay me!  I have had an awesome day and just wanted to share the good news with my friends....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1664532369198721143?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1664532369198721143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1664532369198721143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1664532369198721143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1664532369198721143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-day.html' title='Good Day'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-9010359016972506850</id><published>2008-04-01T13:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:07:07.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R_J5wRI7vsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7Vmc6JMGaHU/s1600-h/103_2957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184339991198416578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R_J5wRI7vsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7Vmc6JMGaHU/s320/103_2957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...felt stuck in a rut? Without going into detail, I am happy for a friend of mine, but kinda bummed out for myself at the same time. Is that wrong? Sometimes it just feels like I'm goin through the motions. Don't get me wrong, I actually enjoy my job, but lately it seems like I might never get anywhere. Maybe I'm just tired...Spring is a time for new beginninngs, I'm hoping this year brings some welcome changes into my life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-9010359016972506850?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/9010359016972506850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=9010359016972506850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/9010359016972506850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/9010359016972506850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/04/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R_J5wRI7vsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7Vmc6JMGaHU/s72-c/103_2957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3241764933678165851</id><published>2008-03-26T19:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:44:05.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R-rnUhI7vqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SlCi9mOrnzk/s1600-h/105_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182208660922416802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R-rnUhI7vqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SlCi9mOrnzk/s320/105_3470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R-rnUxI7vrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Dzx-5852gnA/s1600-h/105_3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182208665217384114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R-rnUxI7vrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Dzx-5852gnA/s320/105_3471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evan and Harley having a bath....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3241764933678165851?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3241764933678165851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3241764933678165851' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3241764933678165851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3241764933678165851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-weekend-fun.html' title='Easter Weekend Fun'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R-rnUhI7vqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SlCi9mOrnzk/s72-c/105_3470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1410274991809930321</id><published>2008-03-25T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:49:56.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peekin In</title><content type='html'>to say Hi!  I have been working a whole lot of hours lately and went home to North Bay for Easter, so I have been a little lacking in the posting department.  I am currently trying to dull the pain in my knees, which has resurfaced with a vengance.  I will post back soon, have to get to bed before I fall asleep right here on the laptop..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1410274991809930321?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1410274991809930321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1410274991809930321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1410274991809930321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1410274991809930321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/03/peekin-in.html' title='Peekin In'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3371938907979791624</id><published>2008-03-15T22:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:25:20.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Ready(kinda)</title><content type='html'>...to get back into the dating thing.  It's been long enough, maybe too long.  So my question is...how's a gal like me gonna find a nice boy when I work 40+ hours a week and try to spend the rest of my time with my son?  Anybody got any brothers/cousins/friends who are single?  Anybody?  Anybody?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3371938907979791624?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3371938907979791624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3371938907979791624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3371938907979791624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3371938907979791624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-readykinda.html' title='I&apos;m Ready(kinda)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2078465973874939886</id><published>2008-03-07T21:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:51:07.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Days</title><content type='html'>So I have been at the mall now for 2 weeks, and I am quite enjoying the change of scenery.  Seems I am doing a good job, as Pa Horton has had nothing but kind words for me the last few days.  I have just finished a stretch of 12 in a row, followed by one day off, then back for another 6.  Which makes me either dedicated or dumb....Tomorrow I take Evan to Engleheart, bout halfway to North Bay where we will meet woth Grandma and Grandpa who will then take him home to North Bay for the week where he will spend a few nights at each grandparents houses for the March Break.  I don;t know who is more excited, him or the granparents!  Anyway, as I write this is it almost 11 PM and I realize I still need to pack his bag for the trip.   Better go do that, or he will have to go nekkid all week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2078465973874939886?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2078465973874939886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2078465973874939886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2078465973874939886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2078465973874939886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/03/crazy-days.html' title='Crazy Days'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7421898718563771261</id><published>2008-02-28T20:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:36:24.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I Met This Boy...</title><content type='html'>and that's all I'm gonna say now that I have your attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7421898718563771261?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7421898718563771261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7421898718563771261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7421898718563771261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7421898718563771261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-met-this-boy.html' title='So I Met This Boy...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3759343629583091121</id><published>2008-02-26T17:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:49:48.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reassurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8SlbYDOKoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KvLgPNZ8AP0/s1600-h/101_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171440161859185282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8SlbYDOKoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KvLgPNZ8AP0/s320/101_1996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8SlcIDOKpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/f0EGgBq22Cs/s1600-h/101_2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171440174744087186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8SlcIDOKpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/f0EGgBq22Cs/s320/101_2076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just fo rNGB, who is worried about my son's mental well-being, he is just fine. It was a one time thing(I think) and he now wears his shorts where they belong.   As for the other things.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3759343629583091121?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3759343629583091121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3759343629583091121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3759343629583091121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3759343629583091121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/02/reassurance.html' title='Reassurance'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8SlbYDOKoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KvLgPNZ8AP0/s72-c/101_1996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7767311429865595065</id><published>2008-02-25T18:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:03:42.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8NlV4DOKnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Eq9vA_v5tNw/s1600-h/101_2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171088223649016434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8NlV4DOKnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Eq9vA_v5tNw/s320/101_2274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I had some. Long story short, since I had such a crappy and ill-filled winter, I am thinking it has had some effect on Evan. There used to be no trouble going to bed, always indepndent, never fearful of much of anything. The last few months have marked a change...he is constantly needing to be reassured that I am not going anywhere(even when I just get up to powder my nose, it's "where are you going mommy?) and bedtime has become a tug of war lately. He calls up the stairs every 3-5 minutes..."I love you mommy" which is beautiful to hear, but at the same time, it worries me. I am always telling him that I love him and that I am not going anywhere. I often wonder if it somewhat stems from the fact that his dad left. He is the bright spot in my darkest days. I guess my being sick this winter took a toll on him as well. I just hope he realizes one day, I ain't goin nowhere......he's stuck with me forever. And I wouldn't want it any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7767311429865595065?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7767311429865595065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7767311429865595065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7767311429865595065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7767311429865595065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/02/insight.html' title='Insight...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R8NlV4DOKnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Eq9vA_v5tNw/s72-c/101_2274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-4408384914557682502</id><published>2008-02-18T16:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:51:18.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of Change</title><content type='html'>They are a blowing.  Rumor has it this will be my last week at the South Porcpine store, and then I am back to the mall location.  Who knows, could be the best for me.  Although things have been increasingly better between me and the ex as far as working together is concerned, I welcome the change.  I do have to admit, I will miss my best bud there.  We make each other laugh like nobodyelse can.  I have not had a *best friend* since grade scool, so it feels good to say I have one now.  I have spent Family Day (being paid) with Evan and we had company for breakfast, which was nice. What do I think of the new holiday?  Well, who can argue with getting paid to spend time with the best kid on the planet????  Not me, that's for sure.  Anway, if anyone reads this(since mylast few posts seen to have gone unnoticed), say hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-4408384914557682502?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4408384914557682502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=4408384914557682502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4408384914557682502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4408384914557682502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/02/winds-of-change.html' title='Winds of Change'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6887790904688488560</id><published>2008-02-12T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:29:42.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>We ate too much, spent too much and laughed a lot, but now we re back to reality.  Our *girls getaway* was a whole lot of fun, but as with all things, time went by far too fast.  I surprised Evan at school, and his arms were a welcome that made my heart warm in this frigid weather we are having.  I look forward to summer, and my less confining sandals and tees, and a trip (hopefully) to see Reba McEntire at Fallsview Casino in Niagara in July.  For now, I will save my pennies and head back to the grinds tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6887790904688488560?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6887790904688488560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6887790904688488560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6887790904688488560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6887790904688488560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5182973591506140253</id><published>2008-02-08T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T18:01:28.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Time</title><content type='html'>This week has been the most physically and emotinally draining week I have had in a long time.  A friend/co-worker lost her husband(though they had been seperated for many years, they never divorced) and three children lost their dad.  They range in age from 20-25, but in my mind, they are still too young to be going through this kind of loss.  I know people lose parents at various ages, but no matter what the age, it is still difficult.  It made me realize yet again just how precious time is and that life is too short for anger and hate.  The last few weeks have made a huge impact on me. I realize that I need to live my life one day at a time and the best way I know how.  On a lighter note, (sort of), my friend Laura and I are taking a *girls* road trip a la Thelma and Louise.  We are leaving Sunday and returning Wednesday and I can't tell you who is more excited, me or her.  Anyway, thatis what is happening with me.  I am now off for a 4 day weekend(woohoo!) and it is Winter Carnival weekend here in South Porcupine.  All kinds of activitites for kids and adults alike, and it all ends Sunday night with fireworks.  Good times people, good times. Oh, and NGB......HAPPY FREAKIN 50TH FRIEND!  May the next 50 be as good to you as the last...xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5182973591506140253?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5182973591506140253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5182973591506140253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5182973591506140253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5182973591506140253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/02/down-time.html' title='Down Time'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-779423790373018058</id><published>2008-01-31T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:01:39.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Big Girl Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R6Jfnr9BqEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rFpqvO1O-IE/s1600-h/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161793258338232386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R6Jfnr9BqEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rFpqvO1O-IE/s320/star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is my reward to me this week.  I have become a big girl, and I am very proud of myself.  I am at the point where I have become accepting to the fact that things cannot be changed and I need to learn to deal with it.  I know, I should have done it a long time ago, but I wasn't ready.  So this week, I sucked it up and am letting it go.  Now, this doesn't mean I have to like her, but I have to accept that she will be a partof Evan's life whether I like it or not.  Aside from getting into too many details(in case anyone lurks here)  I am more than proud of myself.  Other than that, not a whole lot going on, I am getting new glasses cause my old ones are *old fashioned* so I've been told.  They should be ready tomorrow.  Off to get the munchkin into his jammies, no school tomorrow and they had a snow day yesterday, so  it's been a short week for him(not me though!).  I will be back soon....hopefully ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-779423790373018058?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/779423790373018058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=779423790373018058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/779423790373018058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/779423790373018058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-big-girl-now.html' title='I&apos;m a Big Girl Now'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R6Jfnr9BqEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rFpqvO1O-IE/s72-c/star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7230873236888305706</id><published>2008-01-23T16:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:41:00.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road Again</title><content type='html'>Just couldn't wait to get on the road again, AND NOW I AM!!!  After 6 long weeks of not being as indepenent as I had become accustomed to, I am once again my own woman.  WOO grekin HOO!  All the tests came back fine, so I got the green light to get back to life.  Were it not for my best bud and her hubby, there's no telling what I would have done for 6 weeks with nno wheeels.  Anyway, that is that, and there are bigger and better things to come.  Right????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7230873236888305706?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7230873236888305706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7230873236888305706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7230873236888305706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7230873236888305706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-road-again.html' title='On The Road Again'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-4864472046566521466</id><published>2008-01-20T07:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T08:28:16.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>For such a small word, it has such great impact on all of our lives. You cannot turn it back, move it ahead, stop it, or even change what happened in just one small moment. And I'm sure there's not one of us who hasn't at some point wanted to do one or all of those things. I have spent the week tired, sick and alone and it has given me nothing in return but time, to think, reflect and remember. Obviously, there are a lot of things I would not change, as they have made me who I am today. This week also marked a reality check for me, as my friend/co-worker lost her mom. I dread the day that a call comes and life is forever changed. On my visit to the ER on Monday night, (early Tues morning), I was witness to the moment a man had to call and tell his family they had lost a member of theirs in a fire. I wanted nothing more than to simply go and hug this man that I had never met, simply for the fact that he was hurting and in shock. Later in the week, I found out the day the gentleman passed away, they had celebrated a brand new grandbaby. One life begins, another is taken away. Time is so precious, I just hope I have a LOT left to spend with my family and friends. You can bet I called all 3 sets of parents up just because. The family lost everything in the fire, and are asking for donations. Today, I clean house, not because I HAVE to, but because I want to be able to help those who have lost so much this week. Take a minute today and be thankful for the times you've had, good or bad, and remember, time marches on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-4864472046566521466?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4864472046566521466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=4864472046566521466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4864472046566521466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4864472046566521466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/01/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5984552156641997872</id><published>2008-01-18T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:47:34.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Commission</title><content type='html'>until  I get rid of this new ear and throat infection.  '08, not off to a good start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5984552156641997872?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5984552156641997872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5984552156641997872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5984552156641997872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5984552156641997872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-of-commission.html' title='Out of Commission'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1898802649577248913</id><published>2008-01-10T19:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:01:54.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>Not much new and exciting here...I am still wearing the monitor, for 4 more sleeps. Got a call from the hospital this week, they are sending me to an internal medicine clinic there on the 23rd.  Other than that, I am back to my family doctor tomorrow, hoping she will have some answers for me.  In the meantime, I am sort of getting used to being chauffered around.  My friend Laura has been keeping a watchful eye on me, which is a blessing, cause I can't imagine going through this alone.  If there is anything new to report, I will let you know.  Thanks for all the good thoughts...xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1898802649577248913?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1898802649577248913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1898802649577248913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1898802649577248913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1898802649577248913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/01/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5195550579048949904</id><published>2008-01-03T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T16:21:32.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R31fMFyaB1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7BuVHjiI7PQ/s1600-h/33460254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151378210098382674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R31fMFyaB1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7BuVHjiI7PQ/s320/33460254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R31fMVyaB2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_E9WcL_Xyaw/s1600-h/me+and+gord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151378214393349986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R31fMVyaB2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_E9WcL_Xyaw/s320/me+and+gord.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is for NGB.  I have gone down 2 uniform sizes in the last 6-12 months.  It's all part of the Jen/Craig diet(small joke for those who know the story).  I have let my hair grow and my dress size shrink, not on purpose, but I like the end result just the same!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5195550579048949904?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5195550579048949904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5195550579048949904' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5195550579048949904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5195550579048949904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R31fMFyaB1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7BuVHjiI7PQ/s72-c/33460254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3289067674828624655</id><published>2008-01-01T18:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T19:27:09.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out With the Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3rnUlyaBwI/AAAAAAAAADs/WRn2LBtfDsY/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150683464778516226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3rnUlyaBwI/AAAAAAAAADs/WRn2LBtfDsY/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3rnUlyaBxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XYEkRXHMYtM/s1600-h/Me+and+Ma%2708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150683464778516242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3rnUlyaBxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XYEkRXHMYtM/s320/Me+and+Ma%2708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3rnU1yaByI/AAAAAAAAAD8/czEP7YG0cxc/s1600-h/105_3434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150683469073483554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3rnU1yaByI/AAAAAAAAAD8/czEP7YG0cxc/s320/105_3434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in with the new. Last night was an absoolute blast. We drank and danced and danced and drank. Well, I did anyway. I have decided that this year has to be good, I will accept nothing less for myself. I went in and got all hooked up to the heart monitor yesterday, so in two weeks I should be able to drive again. Let me tell you, after almost 2 years of picking up and going where I want, when I want, this whole not being able to thing is taking some adjusting. Anyway, hope you all rang in the new year in your own special way and I want to thank Ma, Martha and Gordon for such a fantastic night. Here's hoping we do it again next New Years! Love , health and happiness to all for 2008. xox &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3289067674828624655?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3289067674828624655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3289067674828624655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3289067674828624655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3289067674828624655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-with-old.html' title='Out With the Old'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3rnUlyaBwI/AAAAAAAAADs/WRn2LBtfDsY/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-8123969431553703544</id><published>2007-12-30T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T18:50:06.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Looking Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3g8p1yaBsI/AAAAAAAAADM/t9B_-nlmUYU/s1600-h/New+Year%27s+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149932863408965314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3g8p1yaBsI/AAAAAAAAADM/t9B_-nlmUYU/s320/New+Year%27s+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to bigger and better things this year. I am looking forward to tomorrow night with Ma and her entourage for a night of dancing our cute little asses off. Wishing all of you a happy, healthy, and fantastic 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-8123969431553703544?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8123969431553703544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=8123969431553703544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8123969431553703544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/8123969431553703544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-more-looking-back.html' title='No More Looking Back'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3g8p1yaBsI/AAAAAAAAADM/t9B_-nlmUYU/s72-c/New+Year%27s+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7088050937235010125</id><published>2007-12-25T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T09:03:48.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3EaQVyaBqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9E7iUiP3K6A/s1600-h/ps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147924717089982114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3EaQVyaBqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9E7iUiP3K6A/s320/ps2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For video games.  This was the year of the game in our house.  We were up at a respectable 7:30 ish, and Evan went right to work opening presents.  I did pretty well too, got a beautiful handmade blanket, new nightgown and a couple of gift cards for shopping.  Woohoo, that will help me get a new dress for New Year's!  Can't wait!  Evan is going over to his dad's in about an hour, then I am headed off to my friend's place for dinner.  Hope you are all havig a wonderful day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3EaQlyaBrI/AAAAAAAAADE/Rq3PgKPXmmA/s1600-h/ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147924721384949426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3EaQlyaBrI/AAAAAAAAADE/Rq3PgKPXmmA/s320/ds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7088050937235010125?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7088050937235010125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7088050937235010125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7088050937235010125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7088050937235010125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R3EaQVyaBqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9E7iUiP3K6A/s72-c/ps2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1816109555031466004</id><published>2007-12-23T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T15:01:43.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Time</title><content type='html'>till I wait for pizza, hehe.  I am still here, but my brain has been a wee bit scrambled for the last 3 days.  I find myself stuttering sometimes, and wonder if it is connected to what happened.  I am still waiting for the internalist to call, hopefully soon.  My friend Laura has been chauferring my ass around town and has been such a blessing to have.  Until I get clearance from the doc, I will be back in South Porcupine working.  It's nice to be back, if only for a short while.  I hope you all are enjoying your holidays, Evan is on countdown duty and is getting very excited.  I plan on videotaping the whole thing, as he is getting almost everything on his list(good thing it was a short list!)  Who knows, maybe it will end up on YouTube....lol.   I promise to ake it easy and let you know if anything happens.  Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1816109555031466004?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1816109555031466004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1816109555031466004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1816109555031466004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1816109555031466004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/killing-time.html' title='Killing Time'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7536708835966490576</id><published>2007-12-20T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T17:30:40.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Rains It Pours</title><content type='html'>So this morning I was on my way to South Prcupine to drop Evan off to his dad when all of a sudden, I got very dizzy.  I stopped the van about halfway there, pulled over to the side of the highway and blacked out waking up in a snowbank on the side of the road.  Luckily, I had my cell phone and called the store and my friend(who was supposed to be off today) answered the phone.  I told her the situation and she hopped in the car with my ex(who by this time was waiting for me) and came down to pick me up.  She brought me hom, where I fell asleep until she returned about 8:30ish to check on me.  Whn she got here, I guess I had been hallucinating, cause I was sure Craig had been here and I had had a whole conversation with him.  She told me to get dressed and took me to the hospital.  After blood work and another ECG, I waited for the results.  So far it has all come back ok, but they are waiting on one more teat result to come in.  The doctor then informed me that until I got the ok from him, I am not to drive.  This means I will be back in my old store for the next few weeks and my friend has now become my chauffer.  I am being referred to an internalit who will likely run more tests and the are going to hook me up to a "loop" monitor which will record my evey heartbeat for the next two weeks.  Holy crap man, it's been a rough month!  Has anybody ever had one of those monitor things?  Are they uncomfortable?  That being said, I am very, very tired.  I will keep you all posted on how things go over the holidays....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7536708835966490576?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7536708835966490576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7536708835966490576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7536708835966490576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7536708835966490576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When It Rains It Pours'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2821260275088523181</id><published>2007-12-17T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:17:28.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Life</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a doozy of a week.  I spent a whopping 6 hours in my new store, only to be told to take the following 2 days off.  Then, I had booked off Fri-today to go home to North Bay.  So tomorrow will be my first, honest to goodness 8(maybe +) hour shift at the mall.  We left home Thursday mornig about 11 and were sailing along, when about an hour and a half before North Bay, we were greeted by a friendly OPP officer(what is it with me and cops last week?)  who kindly informed us that we may be facing a 2 hour delay.  Turned out to be only about half an hour, and then we were back on the road.  The cause of delay?  A transport whose remains were literally being scooped out of a ditch.  Had a nice visit with ALL the families and came home today, with a van so loaded with stuff, that I could barely squeeze a Timmy's in the cup holder.  And so this evening, I finished my cards, which SHOULD be mailed off tomorrow, provided my scattered brain remembers to stop at the Post Office.  Whew, only 8 more sleeps to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2821260275088523181?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2821260275088523181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2821260275088523181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2821260275088523181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2821260275088523181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-to-life.html' title='Back to Life'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-4196056632830927114</id><published>2007-12-11T22:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:02:02.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It Never Ends...</title><content type='html'>Seems like this has been a particularily bad season for me.  I have had a cold, then flu and now it seems I am nursing strep throat.  Bah humbug.  I spent my first full day at the new store today, and with only a few minor glitches(as can be expected), it went fairly well.  I must say, in comparison to the South Porcupine store, it is small.  Good thing I like my co-workers, cause we're in awfully close company!  I miss my crazy-ass friends from the south end but I am sure I will make more there as well.  One parting thought for the evening....why are the OPP doing a RIDE check on a Tuesday night???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-4196056632830927114?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4196056632830927114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=4196056632830927114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4196056632830927114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4196056632830927114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-never-ends.html' title='It Never Ends...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7472280911873909120</id><published>2007-12-10T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:03:13.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Front Page News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R123aUC5nzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/d1jgWgFnv0M/s1600-h/img015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142468012212330290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R123aUC5nzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/d1jgWgFnv0M/s320/img015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little boy was on the front page of our local, twice a week, no cost to us newspaper. He was sooooo excited and mama was busting at the seams with pride. I am still feeling like a bag of turds, but tomorrow should be a BIG day. I heard the local media were going to be there for the grand opening. That reamins to be seen. I don't have the energy to be creative and/or witty this evening, but I will fill you in on tomorrow's festivities.......xo P.S.  Mine is the one in plaid on the far right with the big ears(on his hat...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7472280911873909120?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7472280911873909120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7472280911873909120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7472280911873909120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7472280911873909120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/front-page-news.html' title='Front Page News...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R123aUC5nzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/d1jgWgFnv0M/s72-c/img015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3985458341700922734</id><published>2007-12-07T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:07:31.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting My Ass Kicked</title><content type='html'>by this cold.  I feel like I got hit with a steamroller while Bob the builder uses his jackhammer behind my eyes.  I hate being sick.  Today was my last full shift, off to the new store on Tuesday.  I have a 3 day weekend....YAY!  My in-laws are coming up tomorrow for a visit, and on Monday I have a doctor's appointment.  Then it will be a super short week, work Tues-Thurs, then off to North Bay for family Christmas.  The last few years I have had each set of parents up eachweekend in December, which means we had Christmas 4 times.  This year, with the new job, and the unknown arrival date of the divorce papers(did I mention he filed?) I decided this year, NOT to have Christmas 4 times.  Although Evan never seemed to mind, I just don't have the mental capacity this year.  So, I am taking 4 days, doing one day with each set of parents and coming home.  I just hope Mother Nature co-operates.  Off to find something for dinner....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3985458341700922734?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3985458341700922734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3985458341700922734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3985458341700922734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3985458341700922734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-my-ass-kicked.html' title='Getting My Ass Kicked'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2974628465347791257</id><published>2007-12-05T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:00:01.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's More Exciting?</title><content type='html'>That Christmas is only 20 more days, or that I only have 2 MORE SHIFTS people!  After today(10.5 hours to be exact), I am more than ready to go.  As for the other thing, Evan is into the countdown along with his Spiderman 3 advent calendar.   He got his report card last week, and I have to say, he is doing awesome.  As I write this, he is doing homework.  Homework people, IN SK.  Anyway, off to do a bit of shopping, then home to rest my weary bones....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2974628465347791257?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2974628465347791257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2974628465347791257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2974628465347791257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2974628465347791257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/whats-more-exciting.html' title='What&apos;s More Exciting?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-9145322439800571588</id><published>2007-12-02T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T09:39:15.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week</title><content type='html'>That's how much longer I will be in Ma and Pa's South Porcupine store!  5 more shifts, then off to the Square I go.  I cannot tell you how excited I am!!!!  It's been a busy weekend, helped my best friend and her family move from Timmins into South Porcupine.  Evan had a sleepover there Friday night with her kids, and was up later than I was!  We did a LOT in 2 days.  With mainly 2 vans on Friday, we got most of the boxes moved.  Then on Saturday, with 2 vans plus a truck/trailer, we got the appliances moved.  We kicked moving's ass!  Anyway, today I think Evan and I are going to take it easy, he is going to his dad's after work.  Off to see what Evan's doing, got quiet all of a sudden.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-9145322439800571588?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/9145322439800571588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=9145322439800571588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/9145322439800571588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/9145322439800571588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-week.html' title='One Week'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-6258796775322469433</id><published>2007-11-28T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:06:31.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Caved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R03hzzJ1wAI/AAAAAAAAACk/ILAWIz-hzXQ/s1600-h/img009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138011029920661506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R03hzzJ1wAI/AAAAAAAAACk/ILAWIz-hzXQ/s320/img009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R03h5DJ1wBI/AAAAAAAAACs/niqhmIoHFqo/s1600-h/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138011120114974738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R03h5DJ1wBI/AAAAAAAAACs/niqhmIoHFqo/s320/img011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and put up the tree last weekend. Evan has been asking and he's to cute to refuse, soooooo. Up it went. I actually even started wrapping gifts this week. I've been taking advantage of the nights when he is at his dad's to do so. In other news, I will be relocating to Ma and Pa's new store that is going into the Timmins Square. It means about 20 minutes of travel each way but it is a GOOD thing. For a lot of reasons. Since ex came back to work at our store, it has been hard, both mentally and physically. I am actually excited to get to be part of a brand new store. Totally off topic, but how come NGB and JB are the only 2 that seem to know that my little corner of the word exists? Off to take the back seats out of the van, I am helping a friend move this weekend. Ciao for now....xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-6258796775322469433?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6258796775322469433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=6258796775322469433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6258796775322469433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/6258796775322469433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-caved.html' title='I Caved...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R03hzzJ1wAI/AAAAAAAAACk/ILAWIz-hzXQ/s72-c/img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2389096417229752270</id><published>2007-11-21T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T20:19:56.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As Promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0TnJjJ1v8I/AAAAAAAAACE/ei5W7eT9JlI/s1600-h/img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135483626350559170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0TnJjJ1v8I/AAAAAAAAACE/ei5W7eT9JlI/s320/img008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0TnKDJ1v9I/AAAAAAAAACM/BEdvHLTwwyU/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135483634940493778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0TnKDJ1v9I/AAAAAAAAACM/BEdvHLTwwyU/s320/img007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to post these before I go to bed. My fave is the black and white :) What do you think??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2389096417229752270?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2389096417229752270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2389096417229752270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2389096417229752270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2389096417229752270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-promised.html' title='As Promised'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0TnJjJ1v8I/AAAAAAAAACE/ei5W7eT9JlI/s72-c/img008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7718485007489513857</id><published>2007-11-20T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:35:14.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Newsguy Bob...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0NunzJ1v7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CiC-uUm2JEI/s1600-h/Scanned+Pics+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135069630157930418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0NunzJ1v7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CiC-uUm2JEI/s320/Scanned+Pics+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so not an actual "high school picture" but none the less, I was about 16.  And for the record, the vest was black suede AND I had a matching skirt...(truth be told, I also had a torquoise suede skirt too, wonder whaever happened to them??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7718485007489513857?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7718485007489513857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7718485007489513857' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7718485007489513857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7718485007489513857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-newsguy-bob.html' title='For Newsguy Bob...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/R0NunzJ1v7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CiC-uUm2JEI/s72-c/Scanned+Pics+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3650723754657982794</id><published>2007-11-18T08:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T08:46:35.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Commission</title><content type='html'>This has not been the greatest week in my life.  On Monday afternoon, I took  fall at work and didn't think it was too bad.  On Tuesday, I turned 34.  By Wednesday morning, I was too sore and came home where I also spent Thursday.  Friday morning, I woke up feeling *shitty* and went to work.  By 10 a.m. I was hugging the porcelain.  I came home about 11, went to bed, got up to get Evan from school at 3, then came home and hit the couch. Grandma and grandpa came to get Evan about 5, and it was all I could do to get from the couch to my bed, which is down a flight of stairs.  This moning, I am happy to report that I am alive and almost well.  And how was your week???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3650723754657982794?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3650723754657982794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3650723754657982794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3650723754657982794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3650723754657982794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/11/out-of-commission.html' title='Out of Commission'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2444924985928036480</id><published>2007-11-10T15:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:58:58.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's That Time of Year</title><content type='html'>Last night Evan and I went for our annual Christmas pictures and I have to tell you, I cannot wait to get them back.  There is one of the two of us that I had mde into a black and white and I think it is by far THE best picture I will own of us.  Can't wait to post them for you.  As for everything else, pfffft.  I am too tired to be witty.  Getting up at 4 am will do that to a girl.  Two down, 5 more to go.  Throw a birthday in that mix, and it should be a fantastic week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2444924985928036480?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2444924985928036480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2444924985928036480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2444924985928036480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2444924985928036480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s That Time of Year'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-2134430501896648366</id><published>2007-11-06T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:30:30.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>I hate winter. Today we got hit with cold and snow.  Farg.  I much prefer spring,summer or fall. There was an accident just down the road when I got home today, apparently a transport and a pickup collided and the transport was on the opposite side of the road.  No word on the driver, but why can't people take more care on the roads when it is crappy out?  Calgon, take me away......The new job is good, a little more responsibility but nothing I can't handle. Today, supervisor, tomorrow, THE WORLD...a ha ha ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-2134430501896648366?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2134430501896648366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=2134430501896648366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2134430501896648366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/2134430501896648366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/11/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3739870046925338648</id><published>2007-11-03T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:41:01.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Early...</title><content type='html'>I just got home from work, where I helped put up the Christmas tree.  Ugh.  Too early I say, but what do I know?  My own tree doesn't go up till at least December. Yes, I have started my shopping, but mainly because if I didn't do it in bit and pieces, I wouldn't be able to do it at all.  Time to go snuggle my boy on the couch and turn all the clocks back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3739870046925338648?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3739870046925338648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3739870046925338648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3739870046925338648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3739870046925338648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/11/too-early.html' title='Too Early...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5598787322013051610</id><published>2007-10-31T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T16:06:26.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooooo Quiet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/RyjuQdG8G-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/b-YNcvkjLUc/s1600-h/105_3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/RyjuQdG8G-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/b-YNcvkjLUc/s320/105_3408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127610142220360674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan has gone trick or treating with his dad, and I live in the back of a fourplex on the highway, so I am expecting a very quiet evening.  Was a good day at work, all the girls dressed for the occasion.  I got to be Cinderella for a day, excpet in the part where she does all kinds of WORK, not the part where she meets the prince and gets to sit on her royal heine all day.  Tomorrow I get to wear my new uniform, and I am kind of excited/anxious about it.  It will be the first day of the rest of my life....or so the story goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5598787322013051610?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5598787322013051610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5598787322013051610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5598787322013051610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5598787322013051610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/sooooo-quiet.html' title='Sooooo Quiet...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/RyjuQdG8G-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/b-YNcvkjLUc/s72-c/105_3408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1183107361960034766</id><published>2007-10-29T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:07:38.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official...</title><content type='html'>I am now a Supervisor.  Got me a little promotion.  Woohoo!  Just waiting for my new shirt to come in.  It will be green and a little different than the shirts the regular staff wear.  One of my first new duties...helping to decorate the store for...hold on to your shirts...Christmas. I personally think it is a bit early, but what do I know.  So by the end of this week, we should be all prettied up for the season.  And now you know...the rest of the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1183107361960034766?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1183107361960034766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1183107361960034766' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1183107361960034766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1183107361960034766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7673350578769863379</id><published>2007-10-26T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T16:24:01.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>So here it is Friday evening and I am home alone for a few hours.  Evan has gone to a hockey game with the girl next door.  Then he is headed to his dad's later tonight and I won't see him agian till Sun around lunchtime.  It's funny, such a little person takes up such a big part of my life.  When he's not here, it's so quiet, I sometimes don'tknow what to do with myself.  Think tomorrow will be a day for Christmas shopping, I got a good head start already.  Other than that, not much new going on.  Still waiting for something official to happen, then I will fill you in on my good news.  Off to clean up the crayons....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7673350578769863379?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7673350578769863379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7673350578769863379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7673350578769863379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7673350578769863379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-4006345099296325936</id><published>2007-10-22T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T14:44:25.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>Ladies night was FANTASTIC!!!  WE started with daquaris(I mean dinner), then off to paint the town.  The lesson for the night: always smell your shooter BEFORE you drink it.  Long story short, I ended up with sambucca. By the end of the night (about 1:30ish), I could barely walk back to my friend's place.  I did ask the bouncer if he would come home and take care of me, but seeing as how he had to work, I had to go without.  All in all, it was a great night.  So good in fact, we're going to do it again next month for my birthday...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-4006345099296325936?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4006345099296325936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=4006345099296325936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4006345099296325936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/4006345099296325936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-1696626031560360963</id><published>2007-10-20T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:07:44.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Night</title><content type='html'>My friend is having a birthday today, so we are taking her out for dinner and a night on the town.  What better excuse?  Things are moving along, and I am doing fine.  Tomorrow I might not be...lol.  Some changes coming in the next few weeks, when they become official, I will let you know...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-1696626031560360963?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1696626031560360963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=1696626031560360963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1696626031560360963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/1696626031560360963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/ladies-night.html' title='Ladies Night'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-5125395609169183135</id><published>2007-10-15T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:11:23.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Random Things</title><content type='html'>Ok, since nobody tagged me, I tagged myself, I know how sad.  Just kinda liked the whole concept.  Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1-I played Mrs. Clause in our school production of a Christmas play in the third grade.  And I did a FANTASTIC job.&lt;br /&gt;2-I have only had 3 real jobs in my life-A restaurant for 5 yrs, a bakery for 3 and Tim Horton's for 9.&lt;br /&gt;3-I LOVE Baskin Robbins choolate chip ice cream.  It's probably a good thing the closest one is hundreds of kilometres away.&lt;br /&gt;4-I have one of the most wonderful support systems in the galaxy.  Between my family, extended family, friends and cyber-friends, I am doing great.&lt;br /&gt;5-I once had a hairline fracture in my foot by falling UP the stairs. (I know, I know)&lt;br /&gt;6-I have the most polite 5 year old on the face of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;7-At my grade 8 prom, I lit up like a Christmas tree.  (You'll have to ask if you want the whole story)&lt;br /&gt;I am also happy to reprt that I purged about 6 bags worth of crap this weekend.  And that was just the kitchen and Evan's bedroom.  Snaps for me...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-5125395609169183135?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/5125395609169183135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=5125395609169183135' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5125395609169183135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/5125395609169183135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/7-random-things.html' title='7 Random Things'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-3671950426207190411</id><published>2007-10-13T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:22:34.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>I am thinking about cleaning out all of Evan's toys that he no longer plays with.  Problem is, thinkin about it doesn't mean it's getting done.  Evan is half asleep on the couch and it is only noon.  They had a sleepover at his school last night.  25 kids got to invite a friend and he was chosen by 2(did I mention I have a great kid?) I dropped him off at 7 last night, and picked him up at 9 this morning.  There were snacks, games, a scavenger hunt, and apparently, as I look at Evan, vey little sleep.  I'm glad he had such a great night.  Guess it's time to actually start doing instead of thinkning......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-3671950426207190411?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3671950426207190411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=3671950426207190411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3671950426207190411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/3671950426207190411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/lazy-saturday.html' title='Lazy Saturday'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212143575464791051.post-7780169226517173804</id><published>2007-10-08T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:44:17.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffed...</title><content type='html'>Went home for the weekend to North Bay and was nice to just kick back and relax.  Oh, and have REAL turkey!  It is also nice to be back in the comfort of my own home.  I cannot believe that it is already almost mid-October, where has the year gone?  I hope you all had a wonderful weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212143575464791051-7780169226517173804?l=newbeginning-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7780169226517173804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212143575464791051&amp;postID=7780169226517173804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7780169226517173804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212143575464791051/posts/default/7780169226517173804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newbeginning-t.blogspot.com/2007/10/stuffed.html' title='Stuffed...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01350666668931391870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aS2GbwpYhiw/TUW193hZCEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RNyrXPUYIA4/s220/wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
