<?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-2237334163580317708</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:46:09.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin in Corn Land</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2857234331497739242</id><published>2010-03-21T14:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:55:46.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a year......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/S6Z4VT996_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MP_b5j2gpNs/s1600-h/my+new+home+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/S6Z4VT996_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MP_b5j2gpNs/s320/my+new+home+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451176706511334386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been almost a year since I have wrote on my blog.  So many things have changed in my life.  I built a brand new house out in Bennington and am loving everything about it. It was really fun picking everything out and seeing it all come together. The picture doesn't due it justice but at least you have an idea now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my job back in July when I returned from my cousin's wedding but I got a new job within 3 weeks.  The new job is really good and I am enjoying the stuff i learn everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also stopped waitressing today was my first day not doing it. I have waited tables for 10 1/2 years.  It was so hard not getting up this morning to go and do that job.  I had decided it was time to have a life on the weekends with a lot of stuff changing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing well and I will try to check in more often then once a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2857234331497739242?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2857234331497739242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2857234331497739242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2857234331497739242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2857234331497739242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2010/03/almost-year.html' title='Almost a year......'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/S6Z4VT996_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MP_b5j2gpNs/s72-c/my+new+home+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1810437478104754409</id><published>2009-03-29T19:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:20:17.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SdAOGbzPShI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ci6nrY5SrJM/s1600-h/Night+out+on+the+town+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SdAOGbzPShI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ci6nrY5SrJM/s320/Night+out+on+the+town+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318766663629228562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know we had a tornado warning last week.  Here are the pictures that I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SdAOkGQkcMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/I-yOEK9f1QE/s1600-h/Night+out+on+the+town+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SdAOkGQkcMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/I-yOEK9f1QE/s320/Night+out+on+the+town+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318767173242745026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Down on the pool that is hail not snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1810437478104754409?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1810437478104754409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1810437478104754409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1810437478104754409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1810437478104754409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2009/03/tornado.html' title='Tornado'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SdAOGbzPShI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ci6nrY5SrJM/s72-c/Night+out+on+the+town+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3861564944256061980</id><published>2009-03-19T19:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:32:39.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>Well its been a while but I have been extremely busy.  January is always busy with year end, that is done and gone working on the new year now.  February I took a trip.  I went to Fort Lauderdale and Key West Florida.  It was a great time and I would go back in a heartbeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to take the next step in my life.  I have been been out in the lovely city of Omaha trying to find a house to buy.  I can't believe how dirty people can be.  Hopefully I will find something it can be very frustrating but I am tired of renting.  I am ready to have something to call "my own" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and stop back sooner to post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3861564944256061980?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3861564944256061980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3861564944256061980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3861564944256061980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3861564944256061980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2009/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7088174601635366105</id><published>2009-01-16T08:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:48:03.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>Well time has got away from me and its already January. It is extremely cold here in Nebraska but not as bad as it is for other people I know. Here is my recap of things I wanted to accomplish last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  weight- Well I had lost some of the weight by summer time and i gained all of it back by the fall.  So this will be another one that I am working on this year.  I am doing very well with my diet so far.  Learning different ways to cook and eat different food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Finances-  I got three things paid off last year and now I am working towards the last two.  I have been able to get a savings now and am putting away for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  school-  Yeah this one didn't happen but I am saving to go back now so I can put all the money up front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  organized-  I have succeeded at this one.  My house is very organized and I know where everything is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  getting in shape-  I am doing better at this.  I work out a few times a week.  I can definitely tell a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  blogging-  I have not done to well on this one but there is still hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made some new things I want to do this year and continue on with other ones from last year. The new ones are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Traveling-  I want to take some trips this year.  Don't know where yet but I will figure it out sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Take some different courses (cooking, exercising, hobbies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Joining some leagues (golf and bowling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Run my first 5k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Learn to say NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a safe holiday season and a good new year so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7088174601635366105?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7088174601635366105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7088174601635366105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7088174601635366105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7088174601635366105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2009/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1992773331450064692</id><published>2008-11-25T12:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:34:22.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Year</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow I celebrate my golden year birthday.  I had no idea what this meant until my mom explained it to me a few weeks ago.  I have been extremely busy at work.  Its coming to year end which is very stressful but when its all said and done you are relieved.  It is a bit more stressful this year due to the upgrade for our system we have to get a new server.  Which will take us down for the busiest month for accounting.  I am not looking forward to it but in the long run it will be for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is doing great.  A few of us in the family have moved up in the technology world (Dad, Mary and I) Dad and I got blackberries and Mary got a MotoQ.  I haven't had to get a book out for a cell phone until now but wait there isn't a book!!!!  Its on a cd for the computer.  So I will be teaching myself over the holiday weekend of how to use this thing and teaching Dad.  Mary is on her own! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a happy thanksgiving and if you are traveling please be safe.  I have family traveling in and hope there travels go well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1992773331450064692?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1992773331450064692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1992773331450064692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1992773331450064692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1992773331450064692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/11/golden-year.html' title='Golden Year'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2057286937785963006</id><published>2008-11-04T10:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:42:07.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out and VOTE!</title><content type='html'>TOday is the one day you can make a change.  This country needs a change.  I am not going to sit here and tell you who to go and vote for.  That is your opinion.  I however have always been a huge supporter of the Democratic Party and will continue to be.  My good blogger friend, you know who you are, have the same political views as I do and we have been having a blast with the election this year.  SO GET OUT THERE AND MAKE A DIFFERENCE! VOTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2057286937785963006?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2057286937785963006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2057286937785963006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2057286937785963006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2057286937785963006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/11/get-out-and-vote.html' title='Get out and VOTE!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6142859497485323682</id><published>2008-10-14T18:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:40:19.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock Knock</title><content type='html'>I feel like someone is knocking on my head.  It is just pounding and then on top of it my whole body hurts and my stomach is upset.  So I have a feeling I am coming down with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done my part this year and already voted.  I am so sick of watching all the commercials on tv.  It is getting so old watching them go back and forth.  I hope everyone gets out and vote we really need a change.  Don't think your one vote won't make a difference because it will. Its going to be a good race just like our local races are going to be good.  I enjoy helping out with political things however  haven't had time to do much with them for the last couple of years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6142859497485323682?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6142859497485323682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6142859497485323682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6142859497485323682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6142859497485323682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/10/knock-knock.html' title='Knock Knock'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6155675530396219722</id><published>2008-10-05T19:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:12:08.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood</title><content type='html'>I have a new show that I absolutely love, its on HBO Sunday evenings at 8 pm.  This show is called True Blood.  I have a hard time explaining the show so check it out  &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/trueblood/"&gt;http://www.hbo.com/trueblood/&lt;/a&gt;    The whole thing I thought was weird at first but I have really got into it and can't wait for the next show.  To make things even better my friend Nikki her aunt's boyfriend is Sam on the show.  He is possible coming to town with Aunt Missy for the holidays so I have been promised that I will meet him if he comes.  I am so excited and can't wait.  So support the show!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6155675530396219722?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6155675530396219722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6155675530396219722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6155675530396219722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6155675530396219722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/10/true-blood.html' title='True Blood'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1737926509181135519</id><published>2008-10-03T17:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:12:42.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well its fall time and my allergies have been going nuts.  I am suppose to be in the lovely city of Denver today until Monday but that had to be put on hold for a while.  I still kept the time off from work.  I just had a very relaxing day today.  I have decided to reorganize my house.  I am doing one room a day.  Today was the living room and I am just about there I just need a really strong guy to move my tv.  Theres no way this woman is moving it even if i tried.  Oh wait I already have tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went looking for a new mattress for in the bedroom.  What an exhausting experience.  I just want something so i am comfortable and don't have backaches.  I said a mattress not a whole new sheet and pillow set.  Apparently you need deep pocket sheets well damn it i like the sheets i have and they don't come in deep pockets.  so what is a person to do.  I will continue to sleep on my current bed until I figure out a different option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all of an update that I have for now.  since i am on vacation I am going to try and post a few more things throughout the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1737926509181135519?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1737926509181135519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1737926509181135519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1737926509181135519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1737926509181135519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3721594304561085938</id><published>2008-08-18T14:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:16:17.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is almost over</title><content type='html'>where has the time gone.  I am sitting here just realizing I didn't get to do half the stuff I wanted to this summer.  I remember growing up how the summers would be jammed pack with events with my grandparents.  This year I only got to see my grandpa twice.  Not a good thing but that is just how crazy life can get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time at the Carson family reunion this year.  I am going to try and make it more often then what I have been.  However I am back to work 7 days a week so taking time off can be a little difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Shannon is home from the Army.  I am so excited she is home we have been able to tackle a few things on our list of things to do this summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey started school last week and she loves it.  I don't know to many kids that are excited to go back to school.  She was so thrilled the night before.  Mary starts college this week.  Its going to be tough but I think she can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon and I are planning are making a trip to Colorado this fall and most likely this winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3721594304561085938?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3721594304561085938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3721594304561085938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3721594304561085938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3721594304561085938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-is-almost-over.html' title='Summer is almost over'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1583869955149322328</id><published>2008-07-23T09:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:25:18.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>This weekend is our annual family reunion.  I haven't been to the actually picnic in 9 years.  I have made appearance at the end of it and all the food would be gone.  I have been working Sunday's for 9 years and just haven't ever got the weekend off.  Well this year that has changed.  I have the whole weekend off and I am taking off Friday to have a day to myself.  In years past we have had family members out to the cabin usually our Missouri and Colorado relatives for a grill out.  Just so I would be able to see some of my family. We are going to Janell's house to enjoy a hot dog cook out this year.  It sounds like great fun and finally get to taste some of Janell's good cooking.  She blogs about all this good stuff.  Plus I get to met some of her family that I read so much about.  I am very excited to see everyone.  Then Sunday its off to the picnic in Oakland which usually its very hot!  According to the weather forecast there is a chance of rain so I am sure it will be humid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long week because my parents and baby sister are in Canada this week so I haven't been able to talk to them.  Its almost driving me nuts.  I love my parents and sisters very much!  They land Friday afternoon, Mary and I plan to have everything ready for them for the weekend.  Well hopefully see everyone this weekend.  Val you are on my list for not coming!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1583869955149322328?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1583869955149322328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1583869955149322328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1583869955149322328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1583869955149322328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6841173896897773070</id><published>2008-07-06T20:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:15:12.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a Happy 4th of July!  I am so sorry to everyone that I didn't make it to blogstock.  I was going to stop out on my way home since I was staying at the cabin in Tekamah.  However my day changed very fast when this happened.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SHFtoB-Df-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/DXVfN6oSSRQ/s1600-h/summer+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SHFtoB-Df-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/DXVfN6oSSRQ/s320/summer+2008+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220073977590022114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my parents friend Mike's boat that we boating on that afternoon.  Well needless to say we all had to jump ship.  It was the scariest thing I have ever been though. I know I have a guardian Angel up there somewhere.  We all made it okay.  The boat is non salvageable.  So I think I have had the biggest firework display I care to ever been involved in.  Here is a few more pictures I took from the sand bar when we got rescued!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SHFtIFVLX5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Fag3vBdaah4/s1600-h/summer+2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SHFtIFVLX5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Fag3vBdaah4/s320/summer+2008+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220073428736499602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SHFspcMxCiI/AAAAAAAAACs/2k12rS4G7Eg/s1600-h/summer+2008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SHFspcMxCiI/AAAAAAAAACs/2k12rS4G7Eg/s320/summer+2008+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220072902299290146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6841173896897773070?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6841173896897773070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6841173896897773070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6841173896897773070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6841173896897773070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SHFtoB-Df-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/DXVfN6oSSRQ/s72-c/summer+2008+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1267948800361153572</id><published>2008-06-06T08:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:52:43.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am off</title><content type='html'>for vacation in 3 hours. I can't wait! I remember oh its had to been 12 or more years. Plummie (LaDawn) went on this vacation with me. Well obviously its a different trip but same area. I am heading to the Lake of the Ozarks. I love going down there at least once a year. I have a cousin that lives down there. I am taking my camera its just remembering to use it. Hope everyone is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1267948800361153572?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1267948800361153572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1267948800361153572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1267948800361153572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1267948800361153572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-off.html' title='I am off'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6557061980087818211</id><published>2008-05-09T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:11:25.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be MIA.</title><content type='html'>My computer at home has decided it doesn't want to have usb or disc drive anymore.  So it is being sent away to the computer doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6557061980087818211?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6557061980087818211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6557061980087818211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6557061980087818211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6557061980087818211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-will-be-mia.html' title='I will be MIA.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2963404006001597487</id><published>2008-04-25T09:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:29:28.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SBHpEF5PojI/AAAAAAAAACc/3S5Xir2Hm4g/s1600-h/Mary+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193188101845918258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SBHpEF5PojI/AAAAAAAAACc/3S5Xir2Hm4g/s320/Mary+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mary will be the next Quick to graduate from Blair High. It is approaching fast and there is things to be done! I am just about done with the scrapbook and her video is about half hour away from being done.  What task this has been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SBHoW15PohI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZItI2z5i-x8/s1600-h/Mary+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193187324456837650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SBHoW15PohI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZItI2z5i-x8/s320/Mary+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is very excited but I am not sure what she is exactly doing after school is done. Well college but I am not sure where or what her major is. Anyways her party is May 10 from 4-8 at the Fire hall in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2963404006001597487?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2963404006001597487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2963404006001597487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2963404006001597487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2963404006001597487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/04/mary.html' title='Mary'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SBHpEF5PojI/AAAAAAAAACc/3S5Xir2Hm4g/s72-c/Mary+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3621961682987148557</id><published>2008-04-25T08:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:10:35.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal Update!</title><content type='html'>Well its been a while since I have done an update on my goals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #1-  I joined Weight Watchers and have been losing and maintaining weight.  I haven't really gained if I have I lose it within a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #2- Finances they are getting better.  I am getting things slowly paid off.  I have moved to a cheaper apartment to try and save money.  I no longer drive my gas guzzler.  I drive my dad's Oldsmobile to save on gas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #3-  I will not be making this goal by Fall so it will most likely be the beginning of the year.  Which is OK because I am not sure of what classes I want to take.  I need to take the time and figure out where I want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #4-  I have become more organized with moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #5-  I am getting in better shape.  I just can't sit down when I get home from work otherwise I don't want to go do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #6-  Well that one speaks for itself.  Blogging hasn't been on my top priorities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3621961682987148557?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3621961682987148557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3621961682987148557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3621961682987148557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3621961682987148557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/04/goal-update.html' title='Goal Update!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5275213235005958080</id><published>2008-04-17T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:22:01.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Dad! Hope you have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5275213235005958080?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5275213235005958080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5275213235005958080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5275213235005958080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5275213235005958080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4529418608853754573</id><published>2008-03-24T14:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:25:39.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Motherhood.....</title><content type='html'>for me for a while. The past two weeks have been crazy! My sister Mary has been a huge help with my moving process. She came down on March 13 and 20th to help me with boxes. Both days I kid you not her damn van broke down. Not at the new apartment of course at the old place. It was quite the experience.  Luckily it is fixed now and running like a champ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad went to Mexico and returned last night!  It has been non-stop on the go since they left.  Bailey came down with a cold on the 20th when she was helping me move.  It continued all the way to Tuesday night.  She is now better but still has a cough.  We decided to surprise my parents while they were gone and paint there living room and dining room. Boy did I do a project.  It isn't a professional job but it looks good.  I see the flaws but that is me and I did the job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all moved in and have sent an email to family and friends of the new address. If you didn't get the email let me know.  I have no more boxes to unpack.  I already have pictures hung up.  Now I just need to enjoy my new place.  Hopefully this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary's graduation is getting close and I haven't started her scrapbook so that will be a major project for the next few weeks.  I will get it done.  I am just about through my photo albums now i just need to get through mom and dads.  Had the perfect opportunity last week but was to busy with other projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to weight watchers for a week but will get back this week.  I can tell that I am doing good because all of my work pants are to big.  YES FINALLY!  Now I just need to keep working hard at this and get where I want to be at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4529418608853754573?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4529418608853754573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4529418608853754573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4529418608853754573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4529418608853754573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-motherhood.html' title='No Motherhood.....'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5458764703265361582</id><published>2008-03-07T09:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:49:19.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Well I have sat down and started going over my goals that I have set. They are very realistic goals but living where I do it just isn't going to be the best thing for me. I spend over $700 a month in rent. which I know isn't a lot of money but for how much I make it is a lot of money to me. So I have made a change in my living arrangements. I will be moving in 2 weeks. I am going more out west Omaha then what I currently am. I am starting to majorly stress out about the whole move. My parents won't be around to help me they will be vacationing at my cousin's (Buddy) timeshare in Mexico. I will be watching the girls and I know they will be great help. I have two guys from my work that is going to move the big stuff. I just need to get packing. Which shouldn't take to long but I just know I have basically next weekend to get it done. Considering I am working this whole weekend. It will all work out in the end it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cancelled my gym membership because of where I am moving has a brand new gym which is very nice. I am still trying to keep active as much as I can. I popped my knee two weeks ago today at the gym so I have been being very careful with it. It seems to be getting a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WW is going awesome. This week I gained .2 of a pound which I think is very unfair to put on there because it isn't even .5 pound. That could have been my socks, bra or panties. Oh well I am sticking to it. I have learned quite a bit with it. I am going to try some new recipes. We will see how it goes.  I tried one last weekend and it ended up in the trash because I didn't have the right thing to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well and I will send an email out to people with my new address as soon as it is set in stone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5458764703265361582?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5458764703265361582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5458764703265361582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5458764703265361582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5458764703265361582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/03/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5201515763568810495</id><published>2008-02-22T09:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T09:42:43.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercising</title><content type='html'>I have been so good this week with working out. I usually dread going to the gym. For some reason I was pumped and excited to go I even went in the morning at 5 am and in the evening. If you know me well enough you know something is wrong because I like to sleep till the last possible minute. I am not sure what is wrong with me but I think I can handle being this way. I have so much energy and have been enjoying the "gym life". I get to catch up on the news in the morning and in the evening I watch the sports channel. Then I listen to my mp3 player. I need to come up with some new music to put on there because I have listened to it so much this week. I am totally enjoying this new lifestyle. I am hoping that it will pay off in the end. My workout consists of the elliptical for 30-40 minutes, the stationary bike for 25 minutes. By the end of my workout I have done 8-10 miles. Before I would be so tired that I would just want to lay on the couch. Not now I go home and just keep going whether its picking things up, cleaning, going through things. I usually don't stop till 9 and then I go through all the shows I dvr and in bed by 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5201515763568810495?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5201515763568810495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5201515763568810495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5201515763568810495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5201515763568810495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/exercising.html' title='Exercising'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4348272926460959468</id><published>2008-02-21T08:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T08:38:22.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>weigh in</title><content type='html'>Well I had my first weigh in at Weight Watchers this week.  I have lost 3 pounds since last wednesday.  That made me excited.  I thought it would be more but after talking to a few people they told me I have to make sure I eat all my points and the other points.  Well I hadn't been doing that I would be short just about everyday.  Last night was the first night I hit all them and I feel great today I have a ton of energy and I just want to go go go.  So I have changed my goals that I had set at the beginning of the year. My goal is by the time my sister graduates (May 11, 2008) to be at my 10% or less.  I really like this program and it is helping me learn so many things.  If you are struggling like I was go and make this lifestyle change it is definetly worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4348272926460959468?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4348272926460959468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4348272926460959468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4348272926460959468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4348272926460959468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/weigh-in.html' title='weigh in'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1610516663639719454</id><published>2008-02-15T10:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:15:55.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Will be back</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging because I am still dealing with my grandpa's death and trying to get back into everyday life.  This week has been quite hectic with trying to get things done that I didn't do last week.  Tomorrow is going to be cleaning day.  I usually do it through the week but that didn't happen to much the last couple of weeks.  Just the main things no deep cleaning like i usually do. I have started a new diet this week or they call it a new lifestyle.  I have joined weight watchers.  I have had family members join it and have great success.  So I have decided what the heck give it a shot.  Well I hope everyone had a great week and successful on there diets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1610516663639719454?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1610516663639719454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1610516663639719454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1610516663639719454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1610516663639719454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/will-be-back.html' title='Will be back'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5045245883879121020</id><published>2008-02-08T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T10:53:14.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone!  This week has been a long and stressful week.  Thanks to everyone that traveled in for the funeral it meant a lot to all of us.  It was good seeing everyone just wish it wasn't under those circumstances.  Grandpa is in a better place now with Grandma Mary Lou.  He isn't suffering.  Once again thanks to everyone! I do have a post in the making of things about my grandpa and some different stories that were told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone made it home safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5045245883879121020?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5045245883879121020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5045245883879121020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5045245883879121020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5045245883879121020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3318882853829700096</id><published>2008-02-04T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:12:42.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral Arrangements</title><content type='html'>Grandpa's Services will be Thursday 10:30 in Blair at the First United Methodist Church and Visitation will be Wednesday evening from 6-8 at the Campbell Aman Funeral Home in Blair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3318882853829700096?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3318882853829700096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3318882853829700096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3318882853829700096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3318882853829700096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/funeral-arrangements.html' title='Funeral Arrangements'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-364033632745607623</id><published>2008-02-04T06:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T06:31:55.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Quick</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would let you guys know.  My Grandpa Quick passed away last night.  I don't know much more but I will try and update you when I have more information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-364033632745607623?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/364033632745607623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=364033632745607623' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/364033632745607623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/364033632745607623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/grandpa-quick.html' title='Grandpa Quick'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7334241878808243985</id><published>2008-02-03T18:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:18:25.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of Angel</title><content type='html'>This is my dog Angel! She is  my baby!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R6ZZHLv51QI/AAAAAAAAABU/4YnwTnroR6s/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R6ZZHLv51QI/AAAAAAAAABU/4YnwTnroR6s/s400/DSC00762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162912002774521090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7334241878808243985?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7334241878808243985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7334241878808243985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7334241878808243985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7334241878808243985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/pictures.html' title='Picture of Angel'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R6ZZHLv51QI/AAAAAAAAABU/4YnwTnroR6s/s72-c/DSC00762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3056905748818660574</id><published>2008-02-03T18:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:05:54.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R6ZWVrv51NI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hMavzqYx7ew/s1600-h/DSC00788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R6ZWVrv51NI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hMavzqYx7ew/s400/DSC00788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162908953347740882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janell and I at Pete's Benefit Dinner.  (I do have 5 fingers, my sister bites at taking pictures.  This was the thrid one.)  Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3056905748818660574?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3056905748818660574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3056905748818660574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3056905748818660574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3056905748818660574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R6ZWVrv51NI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hMavzqYx7ew/s72-c/DSC00788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5865396185140506990</id><published>2008-02-01T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:48:38.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideas</title><content type='html'>I am always looking for new ideas of things to eat.  I thought I would share with everyone on what some of the different things I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey nut cheerios with skim milk and some bananas cut up on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english muffin with strawberry jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weight control oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning snacks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrots and tomatoes with fat free zesty italian dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat free yogart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat free pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretzals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey sandwich on Wonder bread that is 40 calories with a slice of colby jack cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad and soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon snack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grapes (when they are cheaper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 100 calorie kudos bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special k bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner:&lt;br /&gt;This is probably one of my hardest one because I love my potatoes and red meat. However I have went to eating chicken quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken in the slow cooker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-4 chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;1 can of reduced fat cream of mushroom&lt;br /&gt;1 can of reduced fat cream of chicken&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mix it all together and throw in the slow cooker for 8-10 hours.  Love this just had it last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grill chicken at least 2 or 3 times a week on my indoor grill. Sometimes i just put it on a bed of lettuce with some tomatoes on the side.  I have also bought jennie-o ground turkey.  it isn't to bad but you have to definetly season it when it cooks.  I will do some more thinking about what I eat.  Hope this helps some.  If you have any ideas please share!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5865396185140506990?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5865396185140506990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5865396185140506990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5865396185140506990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5865396185140506990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/02/ideas.html' title='Ideas'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7760623199867965530</id><published>2008-01-30T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:27:45.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why???</title><content type='html'>Why do I live in a state when Monday it was 55 degrees and today it is -2 with the wind chill.  This is just ridiculous.  I want to head where it is nice. Where I can play golf every day, sit by a pool, go for a walk outside without a coat on and be just comfortable.  Instead just to walk out to the mailbox I have to have a winter coat on, a scarf, a hat, and gloves.  By the time I am back inside i have my little space heater cranked on high and shivering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working on all my "new year resolutions" or goals not sure what to call them.  I think I would rather call them goals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #1 was to lose 5-10 lbs each quarter.  I have kept the 7 pounds off since December and working on the next 5 that I want to come off.  Dieting hasn't been the best but I have just watched my portions big time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #2 was to get my finances in order.  Which I have a budget in place and have been following it very closely.  Been able to pay 2 bills off and start a savings.  Yeah for me got a lot accomplished in a month.  Just think I have 11 more months to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #3 was to go back to school in the fall.  Which is actually looking like I might be able to go back in the summer semester if they have the classes I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #4 was to become organized more.  That has happened, I have now purchased a shredder so I don 't have a bunch of stuff in a pile that was to be shredded.  I know where everything is and I can find it within less then a minute if I don't get distracted with doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #5 to get in better shape and play different sports.  Well this one I haven't even started to much.  I have definitely been slacking on this one.  I did take a boot camp class at the gym and boy has that hurt.  It really makes you realize how out of shape you are.  I have yoga tomorrow night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #6 is about blogging.  Well I am sure you can tell how that one has went.  I will work more on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed the update there will be another one next month.  Hope everyone is sticking to there goals for the year and have great success with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more in the next few days. I have pictures from Saturday to share with everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7760623199867965530?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7760623199867965530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7760623199867965530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7760623199867965530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7760623199867965530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/01/why.html' title='Why???'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1177905131753367653</id><published>2008-01-20T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:10:07.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads Up!</title><content type='html'>I thought I would give everyone a heads up. My blog might be dead for a week or so.  This coming up weekend I have company coming to town.  My lovely SMITH Family is coming (Bob, Sandy, Ed and his girlfriend)  I am not sure who else is coming but I can't wait.  I am so excited I was hoping the Woodhouses would be coming but I haven't heard a word on them.  We will all be in Fremont Saturday night for Marla's husband (Pete)  fundraiser? i don't know if that is the right word to use.  Anyways Lynn's daughter Brooke has put together this dinner for her uncle and it is going to be awesome. I am so excited that I get to see people and its not even summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason I will not be checking in is my Grandpa Quick is in the hospital and has been there for a few weeks.  My dad has been down there as much as he can but a person can only do so much.  He is only a few miles from work so I am going to try and get up there as mush as possible this week to see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is doing well and can't wait for this coming weekend. Talk to you all soon.  OH and Steph I sent you an email at hotmail about the cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1177905131753367653?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1177905131753367653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1177905131753367653' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1177905131753367653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1177905131753367653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/01/heads-up.html' title='Heads Up!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2293009504390064766</id><published>2008-01-12T11:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T11:17:41.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>Well i am trying to play catch up!  I have been extremely busy with year end and have been beyond exhausted when I get home at night.  This year end has been a nightmare for some reason.  I don't remember last years that much but I was on some drugs for some pain that I was suffering.  So maybe it was a nightmare and I just don't remember or just blocked it out.  I have been staying focused on my goals for the year.  I have got one bill paid off already so that has made me happy.  Now just working on the other ones so I can start a savings.  I have lost 6 pounds since Christmas so that makes me happy and I have been able to keep it off for a week now.  I just have to get back to the gym since I am about done with year end.  Well sorry this is short got to head into the office. Take care all and will play more catch up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2293009504390064766?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2293009504390064766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2293009504390064766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2293009504390064766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2293009504390064766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/01/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-247008124707192058</id><published>2008-01-02T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T10:48:08.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. I love you</title><content type='html'>I read this book and it was a great book.  It has been turned into a motion picture but I wanted to read it first.  I am not going to do a review on it because it just won't give it the justice.  I recommend anyone that has had a death in the family especially a significant other to read this book.  It made me laugh, cry, laugh some more and cry some more.  A very healing story for the heart.  So what are you waiting for go check this book out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-247008124707192058?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/247008124707192058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=247008124707192058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/247008124707192058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/247008124707192058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/01/ps-i-love-you.html' title='P.S. I love you'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5217750157896220036</id><published>2008-01-02T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T10:44:33.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year and New Resolutions?</title><content type='html'>Well 2007 has come and gone now.  I look back and don't feel like to much was accomplished.  One person told me well if you don't make goals then you won't feel that way.  Well what is the point if you don't have goals in life.  So I have set my goals a little less this year then in previous years that way I feel like I have accomplished things.  So here it goes for my New Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Each quarter I want to lose 5-10 lbs and keep it off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I want to get my finances figured out better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Fall semester I want to be able to start back to school even if its just one class a semester and I want to be able to pay for it all up front. NO more student loans since I just paid those off in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I would like to become better organized with things at home.  I do a very good job now but I want it to be excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I want to get into better shape and play more sports.  I want to play some golf this year since I haven't got to the last two seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Blog more then what I have in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what I would like to accomplish I am hoping they are going to happen.  We will see when the time comes.  I hope everyone had a great Holiday Season and Happy New Years to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5217750157896220036?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5217750157896220036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5217750157896220036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5217750157896220036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5217750157896220036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-and-new-resolutions.html' title='New Year and New Resolutions?'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-319115913578777111</id><published>2007-12-24T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T09:57:39.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph's list</title><content type='html'>1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Wrap with bows but i got a little lazy towards the end and used a few bags because i didn't have anymore boxes.&lt;br /&gt;2. REAL OR FAKE TREE? Fake but love real ones but can't have with an apartment&lt;br /&gt;3. When do you put up the tree? First week of December&lt;br /&gt;4. When do you take the tree down? New Years Eve&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like eggnog? Never tried&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite gift received as a child? there is so many&lt;br /&gt;8. Hardest person to buy for? Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;9. Easiest person to buy for? Bailey&lt;br /&gt;10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received?  i can't remember any right now&lt;br /&gt;11. Mail or email Christmas cards? Mail&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Christmas Movie? A Christmas Story &lt;br /&gt;13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? Usually August and pick something up each pay period for someone on my list that way its done and I am not stressed about the money&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Yes&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Kiss cookies&lt;br /&gt;16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Colored Blue ones&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Christmas song? Santa Baby,  All I want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Home&lt;br /&gt;19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeers? No but close&lt;br /&gt;20. Angel on the tree top or a star? I can't my tree will fall over.  My tress is only 2 ft tall&lt;br /&gt;21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? Christmas Day  Used to be X-mas eve with my dad's side of the family but that has changed now. Christmas Day with my mom's side.&lt;br /&gt;22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Rude people&lt;br /&gt;23. What I love most about Christmas? Seeing everyone being happy and joyful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-319115913578777111?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/319115913578777111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=319115913578777111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/319115913578777111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/319115913578777111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/12/stephs-list.html' title='Steph&apos;s list'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7102271020155791777</id><published>2007-12-16T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:40:01.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mary!</title><content type='html'>Mary Beth Quick, she is my middle sister that I love dearly.  I may not always show it but she knows that I do.  My sis turned 19 this week and it has truly made me feel very old.  She is a senior in high school who is getting ready to start her life.  She has changed so much in this last year that its be amazing to see.  Mary has a very decent boyfriend that treats her very well.  He has made her become more of a person then I have seen in years.  So thanks Teddy!   Mary I know you think i am being a butt about the whole nursing thing but I am just looking out for you.  Good luck with everything and you can always count on me to be there for you.  I love you darling  and  Happy belated birthday.  (I did wish her a happy birthday on Dec 11, her birthday, just haven't had time to post on here.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7102271020155791777?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7102271020155791777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7102271020155791777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7102271020155791777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7102271020155791777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-mary.html' title='Happy Birthday Mary!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3524940576321812107</id><published>2007-12-10T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:31:10.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The memories of 07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;January-  It was a cold month and I was still down from being sick.  I remember many nights by the fireplace watching movies with bill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;February-  Racing started back up with the Daytona 500. Went to watch the race with my dad, mary and bill at the Arena in Omaha. The same night my fridge went out and the apartments didn't think it was an emergency to do anything about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;March-  I moved into my new apartment.  I got my blogsite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;April-  Grandpa turned 80 and Dad turned 50 had parties for them in Ne City.  VA shootings very sad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May-  Dirt racing really kicked off for the year. It was a lot of fun.  However mother nature won quite a few races.  Mitch a good friend of the family passed away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;June-  Attended my first CWS game it was a lot of fun.  Mom and dad celebrated there 26th wedding anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;July- Carson Family Reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August-  I was dog sitting and constantly on the go.  Enjoying the lovely summer days.  Bill and I celebrated our 6 year anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September-  Went to the Lake of the Ozarks to get away to clear my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October-  Husker football is starting to turn around! TO came back!  Rockies made it all the way to the World Series but lost.  Way to go guys you had a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November-  Mitch was hurt in Iraq.  I turned 25 that month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December-  There was a terrible shooting at the Westroads in Omaha, Nebraska.  Terrible ordeal.  Mary turned 19.  Mom has a birthday coming in a few days.  The holiday season is upon us and be grateful for everything that has happened for all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3524940576321812107?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3524940576321812107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3524940576321812107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3524940576321812107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3524940576321812107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/12/memories-of-07.html' title='Memories of 07'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-8624420212804728697</id><published>2007-12-10T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T13:42:27.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is the deal with people?  First my lovely home has the mall shooting and now Colorado has it going on.  Come on people can't we all just get along.  These monsters are hurting innocent people.  Please pray for everyone one and hope nothing more like this happens during this holiday season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most know because you live in this area. We are preparing for another ice/snow storm that is suppose to start this evening. I am getting really tired of this ice part I can handle the snow but ice go away.  Hope everyone stays safe and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have another post coming I am still writing it.  I hope everyone will post one like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-8624420212804728697?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/8624420212804728697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=8624420212804728697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8624420212804728697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8624420212804728697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-is-deal-with-people-first-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1006889607196164076</id><published>2007-12-06T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T15:45:32.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I must have</title><content type='html'>an angel up above looking down on me.  Yesterday I was going about my normal business and I was talking to a few ladies in the office about our holiday party this weekend.  I told them I was going to go out during lunch to go shopping.  Tiffany, my co-worker told me I should go to Von Maur because they have some really cute stuff at a good price.  I was like well I am going to go to Maurices first and if not I will go this evening to Von Maur.  Well I headed to Maurices found something wasn't to thrilled with it so I had headed out to Westroads but realized the time and decide to stop and get something to eat instead.  I walked back into the office sat down and right then it came over the radio that there was a shooting at the Westroads mall.  My heart stopped my co worker Tiffany came running over to my desk to make sure I was here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat at our desks with the internet pulled up watching everything unfold.  That could have been me in there.  What do you do but believe that I must have a guardian angel.  This kid needed help and needed loved which he obviously didn't get.  Now he has "went out in style and famous" (this was stated in one of his suicide notes) Not in any way that someone should want to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for all the people that this has impacted there life.  I live 2 miles away from this mall and the whole area is just in mourning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1006889607196164076?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1006889607196164076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1006889607196164076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1006889607196164076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1006889607196164076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-must-have.html' title='I must have'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7650194008885053228</id><published>2007-12-05T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:03:26.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Q &amp; A</title><content type='html'>1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Not sure&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Yesterday damn emotions&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING No&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Roast Beef or Turkey&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Not that I am aware of&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? yes&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? Never&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS yes&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? can't&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Honey Nut Cherrios or Lucky Charms&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? no&lt;br /&gt;12. DO YOU THINK YOU'RE STRONG? nope&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Coldstone's cake batter then you add a brownie, reeces peanut butter cup and some hot fudge into it. YUMMY! I might need to get some of that!&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? Appearance&lt;br /&gt;15. RED OR PINK? pink&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? my weight and face&lt;br /&gt;17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? My Grandma&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? Brown dress slacks, and brown dress boots&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? m&amp;amp;ms&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? the sound of my space heater and the radio commercials come on play some music!!&lt;br /&gt;21. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Saphire Blue&lt;br /&gt;22. FAVORITE SMELLS? Suntan Lotion the coconut kind, fresh baked goods, bill's cologne he wore, grandma's bathroom (it smelled so good)&lt;br /&gt;23. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? a customer&lt;br /&gt;24. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Got to she's family!&lt;br /&gt;25. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Hockey or Racing&lt;br /&gt;26. HAIR COLOR? Blond and caramel&lt;br /&gt;27. EYE COLOR? Blue&lt;br /&gt;28. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? I should.......&lt;br /&gt;29. FAVORITE FOOD? Depends if mom is cooking cube steak, going out chicken fried chicken yum! i also love my steak!&lt;br /&gt;30. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Happy endings&lt;br /&gt;31. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Waitress but haven't finished yet.  So far a good movie&lt;br /&gt;32. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? maroon&lt;br /&gt;33. SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer  if i am somewhere worth a while, winter if i am in CO&lt;br /&gt;34. HUGS OR KISSES? both&lt;br /&gt;35. FAVORITE DESSERT? chocolate&lt;br /&gt;36. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? Don't have one have to get one tonight with the snowstorm coming thursday.&lt;br /&gt;37. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? don't have one mouse is in my keyboard&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LATE LAST NIGHT? Didn't worked really late&lt;br /&gt;39. FAVORITE SOUND? the alarm clock going off!!! j/k  the roar of the engines when the races are about to start.&lt;br /&gt;40. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? California&lt;br /&gt;42. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? don't we all in someway&lt;br /&gt;43. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Omaha, NE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7650194008885053228?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7650194008885053228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7650194008885053228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7650194008885053228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7650194008885053228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/12/q.html' title='Q &amp; A'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3927052444267649771</id><published>2007-12-03T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:06:12.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I don't have much to update you on but Janell wanted an update on Mitch.  He is doing better he is back in the U.S. I believe at Ft. Hood.  I am not sure where that is and he hasn't responded to my email yet.  I know he is in a lot better condition then what we were first told.  His main problem is his hand now.  He will be back in Nebraska for the holidays so I will have more of an update then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3927052444267649771?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3927052444267649771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3927052444267649771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3927052444267649771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3927052444267649771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1731441197316893610</id><published>2007-11-26T13:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:01:07.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>Well the weekend is gone and I had a lot of fun.  Wednesday I did some baking for Thanksgiving and cleaned  a little bit.  Thursday it was off to my Aunt Pam's house in Elkhorn at 12.  So I slept in a little bit and then just vegged on the bed watching tv until the last possible moment.  It was nice just to do that. Went out to Elkhorn and enjoyed the holiday with my mom's side of the family.  Went home to watch Grey's Anatomy. Couldn't miss it that is my show!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning, I was up at 2:30 to get ready. Yes I was one of those crazy shoppers out there.  I got some really good deals on things. I was home and in bed by 8 that morning.  I got up and went to hang out with some friends at Buffalo Wild Wings to watch Nebraska get there ass kicked by Colorado.  (Sorry but there is no nicer way of saying it, we were terrible) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the greatest gift possible came, T.O. (Tom Osborne) fired Coach Callahan.  The football program maybe recovered.  After that news I headed up to the parents to have corned beef and cabbage with my grandpa.  Then my cousin Jessica and I went off shopping and dinner for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I decorated my apartment for the holidays, I still need to get a few things. Maybe once its all done I will post a few pictures of my tree.  It is really small but very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 25th birthday.  I haven't done anything except work. Not sure what is in store for tonight but hopefully I will figure something out. I used to spend my birthday with bill and we would stay in, have dinner and watch movies.  Don't really want to do that by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways hopefully everyone had a great holiday weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1731441197316893610?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1731441197316893610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1731441197316893610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1731441197316893610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1731441197316893610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2147712928973456924</id><published>2007-11-21T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T08:54:35.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R0RGjab0BGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/140KCNByjwM/s1600-h/mitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135307049314550882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R0RGjab0BGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/140KCNByjwM/s400/mitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of my cousin Mitch. Please pray for him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2147712928973456924?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2147712928973456924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2147712928973456924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2147712928973456924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2147712928973456924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/mitch.html' title='Mitch'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/R0RGjab0BGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/140KCNByjwM/s72-c/mitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7981922324714746943</id><published>2007-11-20T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T08:55:05.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>Please pray for my cousin Mitch, he has been hurt over in Iraq and is being sent to Germany for medical help. Then they are sending him to the states. Stay strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7981922324714746943?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7981922324714746943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7981922324714746943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7981922324714746943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7981922324714746943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7460519941098664528</id><published>2007-11-15T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:10:12.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>I have so many memories of my grandma and we couldn't wait for the day that I turned 21 so we could go to the casino. She was a very lucky person when it came to gambling. My grandma had become my rock over the years. Maybe it was the fact I was the first grandchild and I was a girl. Oh boy did I get spoiled over the years. I had my grandparents all to myself for five years. It was wonderful to go to Grandma and Grandpa's house, most of the family was still around the area.   I lived with my grandparents when I was born because my dad had got Rocky Mountain Fever.  No one was as close to my grandma as I was.  I was heartbroken when she was diagnosed with cancer not once, not twice, but three times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October of 2003 they had come to Nebraska to fly out to Ohio to see my Aunt Sandy.  They returned beginning of November, I had went down to visit them because they were leaving the next day.  I remember the conversation I had with my grandma, she was asking me if my allergies caused me not to breathe at times.  I think that was her way of telling me something was wrong.  That evening my grandpa woke up to my grandma saying the lords prayer and not being able to breathe that well.  The ambulance took her to UNMC.  I had hoped and prayed that she would make it through.  She had up and down days for weeks. I had taken a leave from work so that I could be with her.  I left to sleep and get something to eat otherwise I was with her.  My aunt from Ohio flew in, and my uncle from Missouri came up.  Things had turned bad she had tubes shoved down her throat she looked like she was in so much pain.  On Friday the 14th they had removed the tube because she had got a lot better.  She was in great spirits laughing talking on the phone, hugging all of us. So my uncle went back to Missouri that evening.   We got the phone call at 11:45 pm on the 14th that she was going downhill and we needed to get there.  I was there within 10 minutes.  I was shaking the whole way there.  We finally took her off all machines but oxygen I believe it was at 3:15 am on the 15th.  My rock didn't want to give up,  the way her vitals were they thought she would be gone within minutes.  She lived until 7:45 pm she fought all the way to the end.  That whole day is so vivid to me that I had nightmares for months.  I still have the outfit that I had on that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to believe she is my guardian angel now.  Grandma I miss you so much and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about you.  Your picture is right next to my bed.  I love you very very much.  I wish you would come back to me and help me out in these bad times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7460519941098664528?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7460519941098664528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7460519941098664528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7460519941098664528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7460519941098664528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/grandma.html' title='Grandma'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-8576450995918309507</id><published>2007-11-14T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T10:46:08.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Irritations</title><content type='html'>Holidays are suppose to be happy times.  November is a terrible depressing month for me.  Both of my grandmothers (Grandma Thomas and step grandma Darlene, my grandpa quick's wife) passed away on November 15 same hospital and same floor.  A little freaky if you ask me.  Then on top of it there thanksgiving and you are suppose to be thankful doesn't usually work to well these past years for me.  Well lets just add to it its my birthday right around thanksgiving.  However these aren't my irritations there are things you have to deal with in life.  The thing that irritates me is stores having holiday decorations out before Halloween, or people having lights up and on before thanksgiving.  The bell ringers are already ringing and its just annoying to go to every store and there is a ringer.  Yes I put in my fair share but come on starting at the beginning of November for this.  I might just be grouchy since its the day before my grandma died but I figured it was something to blog about and get off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What holiday things irritate you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-8576450995918309507?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/8576450995918309507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=8576450995918309507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8576450995918309507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8576450995918309507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-irritations.html' title='Holiday Irritations'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4237597073004860770</id><published>2007-11-13T12:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:13:17.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have become addicted to my facebook account.  I have never had this issue but one of my friends bombed me I wasn't sure what that was about. So I started playing pirates and I can't stop.  I love figuring out new things on this and its moving in on my free time. Oh well at least it keeps me occupied and I don't think about other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is going okay we are still friends so we talk daily.  Other then that I am taking it day by day doing my own thing.  Time will tell how things turn out but I am finding myself in all of this.  Its making me a stronger person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4237597073004860770?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4237597073004860770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4237597073004860770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4237597073004860770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4237597073004860770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-become-addicted-to-my-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-8785381287071156555</id><published>2007-11-07T07:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:30:40.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially....Over</title><content type='html'>Well the last 6 months have been such a roller coaster emotional and physically for me.  Bill and I have had our problems and have been trying to work them out.  We are now going our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; ways after 6 years.  I am beyond crushed and can barely keep focused.  I don't even want to get out of bed in the morning.  This is why I haven't been posting to much because I am just at a loss of words.  Time will heal everything.  Just thought I would post an update of what is going on in my life.  I will most likely won't be posting for a while but at least you all know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-8785381287071156555?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/8785381287071156555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=8785381287071156555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8785381287071156555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8785381287071156555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/officiallyover.html' title='Officially....Over'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4925545687446204634</id><published>2007-11-01T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T11:39:49.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 days till....</title><content type='html'>I turn 25.  I get to work on my birthday usually I have it off because it falls either on Thanksgiving or on the weekend.  It falls on the worst day of the week Monday. Mondays aren't good days for me. They can be very stressful hopefully it will be a good one though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4925545687446204634?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4925545687446204634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4925545687446204634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4925545687446204634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4925545687446204634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/11/25-days-till.html' title='25 days till....'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3778088555649519581</id><published>2007-10-30T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:59:22.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Meal Growing Up</title><content type='html'>All this talk about food lately has made me think back to growing up and what my favorite meal was, and still is. However it doesn't do to well for the waistline.  On our birthdays we always got to choose what wanted mom to make.  I loved round steak mashed potatoes and gravy.  That would be my birthday meal.  The one meal I would eat everything on my plate was Roast beef mashed potatoes and gravy.  I am from a small town so I grew up on red meat and potatoes.  I am attempting to change the red meat thing but the potatoes will never be gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite place to go out to dinner growing up was The Green Lantern in Decatur, Nebraska,  Gurney's in Missouri Valley Iowa and Dusty Rose in Tekamah Nebraska.  However I haven't been to them in years.  Very sad about the Dusty Rose has changed owners and names. Not the same as it was.  The other two I really can't say to much about since its been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were your favorite meals and/or going out to dinner when growing up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3778088555649519581?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3778088555649519581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3778088555649519581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3778088555649519581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3778088555649519581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/favorite-meal-growing-up.html' title='Favorite Meal Growing Up'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3157578794492869697</id><published>2007-10-25T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T12:21:56.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinks</title><content type='html'>Can a person really be a jinks?  I feel like I can't watch a sport because I jinks things.  Why do I think this?  Any time I go to watch Bill race he does terrible any time I am not there he does great.  My favorite Nascar driver is Dale Jr.  if I am not watching the race he is doing good. Within a half hour of me watching it something happens to him.  Last night I watched a good chunk of the Rockies game and look they got there butts kicked.  Maybe its just coincidence but I feel like a jinks now. So I will not be watching anymore of the World Series so that way the Rockies have a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3157578794492869697?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3157578794492869697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3157578794492869697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3157578794492869697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3157578794492869697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/jinks.html' title='Jinks'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6386273411122654438</id><published>2007-10-24T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T09:23:52.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for?</title><content type='html'>I was going through some stuff this weekend and realized I don't have one picture of my grandma Mary Lou.  If anyone has any pictures that they would duplicate for me please let me know. I would love to have sum to show my family someday down the road (if I have a family).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6386273411122654438?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6386273411122654438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6386273411122654438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6386273411122654438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6386273411122654438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/looking-for.html' title='Looking for?'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1892231993927105777</id><published>2007-10-19T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:14:38.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardest questions asked every year!</title><content type='html'>The hardest questions that are asked every year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have answers for those.  The birthday is coming up next month and I have no ideas on what I want.  Then I have to turn around the next month and give more ideas.  I like gift certificates but then I end up using them for silly things that I really didn't need.  Money is always good but same thing you use it on stuff you shouldn't like bills or on things you don't need.  I have just about every appliance for the kitchen, living room, bedroom.  I have a want list but its way to big of stuff for birthdays or holidays.  I do need new clothes but I am just picky and don't like the style.  Need to shed those pounds also. I am not spoiled but what I have I have worked my butt off for.  I am not trying to sound like I don't like the gifts I get because I do and I know that they give me gifts because they love me.  How do you answer something when its the small things that would make you happy like spending the day with them or watching a movie.  The past three years on my birthday Bill and I stayed home ordered pizza and watched movies.  I used to get crap from people because I didn't go out somewhere fancy or go out to do something.  Maybe I am not normal but I would rather spend time with people that I love then spend a lot of money for just one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is questions you have a tough time answering?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1892231993927105777?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1892231993927105777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1892231993927105777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1892231993927105777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1892231993927105777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/hardest-questions-asked-every-year.html' title='Hardest questions asked every year!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5544426741169210686</id><published>2007-10-16T15:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T15:20:25.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back T.O.!!</title><content type='html'>Tom Osborne is coming back as Interim Athletic Director.  T.O.  is a very respected person in this state.  Lets get this program back.  Good call Perlman!  Lets can Callahan and let T.O. put someone in there that will win us some championships!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5544426741169210686?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5544426741169210686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5544426741169210686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5544426741169210686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5544426741169210686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/welcome-back-to.html' title='Welcome back T.O.!!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4157995947473024837</id><published>2007-10-15T14:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:54:17.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRED!!!</title><content type='html'>Steve Pederson the athletic director has been fired. News conference at 4 with more to come...is it going to be Callahan?? oh please Santa make the dream come true so we can get our program back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah GO ROCKIES tonight!  Kick some butt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4157995947473024837?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4157995947473024837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4157995947473024837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4157995947473024837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4157995947473024837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/fired.html' title='FIRED!!!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6566609465328124583</id><published>2007-10-14T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:06:12.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Wanted!!</title><content type='html'>College Football coach! No experience needed!  Salary 1.3 million starting and depending on how bad you ruin the program that has been built for many years expect a extended contract with your salary going to 4 million.  Please contact the lovely staff of UNL that seems to think we have a great coaching staff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huskers football bites!  Go girls Volleyball continue to be #1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6566609465328124583?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6566609465328124583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6566609465328124583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6566609465328124583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6566609465328124583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/help-wanted.html' title='Help Wanted!!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2919979681801307507</id><published>2007-10-12T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:05:50.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat better</title><content type='html'>Yes I am doing somewhat better. I don't have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nausea&lt;/span&gt; going on anymore. I am slowly getting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appetite&lt;/span&gt; back.  I wish the weather would make up its mind on what it is going to do.  That has caused a very bad headache for me. However since I got that shot earlier this year I haven't had to take any allergy medicine. WHOA i think i found something that works!  I will blog later today or tomorrow on the past week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2919979681801307507?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2919979681801307507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2919979681801307507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2919979681801307507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2919979681801307507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/somewhat-better.html' title='Somewhat better'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3766522637841230907</id><published>2007-10-08T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:54:39.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting</title><content type='html'>Today I am feeling under the weather. It started yesterday afternoon and today it is still hanging around.  I feel ill everytime i eat or drink something but I don't end up getting sick.  So my life isn't very eventful right now because i am trying to do very little so I don't upset my stomach.  I am busy working away at work and trying not to think of how I feel.  Tonight is going to be a lay on the couch night and hope to get better.  I know there is many things going around. If I am going to get sick just get it over with and quite playing games.  I will hopefully be able to post more later this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3766522637841230907?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3766522637841230907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3766522637841230907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3766522637841230907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3766522637841230907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/starting.html' title='Starting'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6016284457701194373</id><published>2007-10-01T19:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:39:39.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"City Girl"</title><content type='html'>That nickname was given to Valerie many years ago.  I have never that of myself as a city girl until it was wrote today.  So I have decided to blog about it. Growing up I lived in a small town called Blair.  When you went to bed you would hear the trains going through town other then that you would hear the crickets chirping away.  The sun would rise and the birds would be carrying on there conversations outside in the trees.  There is no traffic to be heard unless some dumb teenager was messing around otherwise just sounds of nature.  The sirens will go off in town and everyone would know what siren it is and you would wait and see if the rescue or fire truck go out 75 or 91.  If you didn't see it you knew it went the other direction.  Don't plan to have a meal after 9 except for McDonalds because the town basically closes up at that time.  You shopped at Pamida or you went to Omaha to shop which is a 20-25 minute drive depending on if you get behind a Sunday driver.  Which seems to happen any day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I visit Blair overnight it is so nice to sleep with it being quiet. I live on a very busy street in Omaha so you hear traffic all night long if you have your door or windows open.  To hear nature that is not very often except for the wind.  You can eat at any time of the night because you can always find somewhere to go.  I have many places to shop around my place I could walk to them if I wanted to but I don't due to having to cross major intersections.  If there is someone being a sunday driver they usually get honked at or given the finger telling them they are #1.  I however wouldn't change where I live because I love the conveince of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read in the local paper back home that there is many things changing and I am afraid that the town I grew up in isn't going to be there anymore.  Just in the last month it has changed a lot when you come into town.  Sometimes change is good but I don't think this is going to be good for the town.  I know someone that has a local business in blair and I hope that these big companies that are coming in won't hurt them.  That is what made that town the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the small towns be you big corporations!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6016284457701194373?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6016284457701194373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6016284457701194373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6016284457701194373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6016284457701194373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/city-girl.html' title='&quot;City Girl&quot;'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1334601148887504409</id><published>2007-10-01T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T11:37:43.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Job</title><content type='html'>My first job besides babysitting which I did for many years was a waitress.  I worked for a small local cafe called Billy's Blair Maple Cafe.  I got that job in Oct 99. I only worked weekends so it didn't interfere with school that much.  I didn't like it at all when I was in high school and lived at home. I just looked at it as a job.  When I graduated from high school the owner asked if I would rotate to the Omaha locations also. So I did and then stopped for a few months. However at the present time I am still working there. I never thought my first job I would still have I figured I would have been fired a long time ago because i had my days with some customers.  8 years later I enjoy the job because its a different environment to be in then my weekly job.  The boss is a pretty decent person also.  Well that was my first job and probably have it till the day I die or if the place is ever sold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1334601148887504409?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1334601148887504409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1334601148887504409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1334601148887504409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1334601148887504409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-job.html' title='First Job'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-378784109050778078</id><published>2007-10-01T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T10:05:12.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I am around</title><content type='html'>Yes I am around but just extremely busy but its the same stuff just a different day. Nothing really to blog about.  I took a short unexpected vacation to the Ozarks two weeks ago.  It was very beautiful down there and I enjoyed the visit with my cousin.  I miss her very much.  I am still working on the diet thing the short vacation kinda through me off for a few days but I did somewhat okay.  I will try and keep you updated on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janell-  I do not have an email for Sharolynn or Teri.  I can give you a phone number but thats about it.  My sister might have one or LaDawn may also.   I only have a cd drive on my laptop  computer and I don't even have microsoft word its microsoft word processor.  I only get to my desktop when I am at my parents house since they are using it. I went cheap on that part which I regret now but oh well. Let me know if there is another way we can go about this.  Also let me know what exactly you want me to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-378784109050778078?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/378784109050778078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=378784109050778078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/378784109050778078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/378784109050778078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-i-am-around.html' title='Yes I am around'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1425696991782339204</id><published>2007-09-17T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:10:17.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on it</title><content type='html'>Well I am back on my diet and have been for over a week. I am doing good so far.  I have been to the gym everyday but Saturday and Sunday but I made sure to go up and down my stairs quite a few times to make up for not going.  I am now up to 4 miles a day which is exciting.  I haven't shed to many pounds yet but it will come with time.  The calories are cut back and so is the soda.  The water is being taking in by the ounces and the trips to the bathroom have multiplied due to that. Oh well that happens.   Bill has joined the gym with me now so he is keeping me very very motivated. We are very competitive at the gym and the next day we are both paying for it.  I love going with him to the gym though because of the competition otherwise I get bored easily. I start thinking of all the other things I could be doing so I hurry up with the work out. Anyways watch for updates.  I am trying some new recipes so I will try and post them if they are worth anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1425696991782339204?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1425696991782339204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1425696991782339204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1425696991782339204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1425696991782339204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-on-it.html' title='Back on it'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3306567841651295585</id><published>2007-09-17T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:11:13.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disrespectful</title><content type='html'>I am so upset at how disrespectful people can be. Who hits somebody's car and leaves? Sometime since Thursday someone has hit my jeep in the drivers door and dented it in two spots. My car is still in mint condition until this. However my uncle was able to get the dents out by massaging them out with some tool. So now there is just two spots where paint is missing. If I find out who did this to my car they will pay dearly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3306567841651295585?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3306567841651295585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3306567841651295585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3306567841651295585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3306567841651295585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/09/disrespectful.html' title='Disrespectful'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6489797171050380342</id><published>2007-09-13T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:50:23.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggie</title><content type='html'>There is this little girl that comes into the restaurant on Sundays her name is Maggie.  She is a very sweet little girl.  On Sunday she says Brooke do you know what I want to be when I grew up? I said no what would you like to be when you grow up?  I want to cut hair or be a doctor.  I told her go for being a doctor.  The conversation proceeds to what do you do? I told her I do accounting. She got the strangest look on her face. I go I work with numbers.  She goes oh i don't like numbers you should do something fun.  I just had to laugh.  I still laugh about because it was so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6489797171050380342?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6489797171050380342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6489797171050380342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6489797171050380342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6489797171050380342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/09/maggie.html' title='Maggie'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5712069985396340398</id><published>2007-09-06T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:01:03.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>Please pray for my sister Mary's boyfriend Teddy. He lost his grandma last night to cancer and is having a really hard time with it. He may not get to go back home to the funeral due to his classes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5712069985396340398?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5712069985396340398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5712069985396340398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5712069985396340398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5712069985396340398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/09/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2751188245556868364</id><published>2007-09-05T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:37:13.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disbelief</title><content type='html'>Yesterday in the local news there was an article about a woman that walked into Bergan Mercy Hospital with a clothes basket and went into the bathroom. Walked out without the clothes basket and left the hospital.  Well in the basket was a baby boy.  I am in so much disbelief that someone would do something like this. I know it happens all over but come on take some responsibility.  You did the deed so deal with it.  Everyone thinks that it is so fun to "go to the park" well there is consequences.  There is so many people out there that can't have kids. The least this person could have done is given the baby up for adoption.  Sorry I had to vent this just really makes me upset that someone is that irresponsible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2751188245556868364?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2751188245556868364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2751188245556868364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2751188245556868364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2751188245556868364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/09/disbelief.html' title='Disbelief'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3048395422106594903</id><published>2007-09-04T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T13:14:02.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After a long weekend</title><content type='html'>I hate coming back to work after a long weekend.  I am dragging and there is so much piled up on my desk I don't know where to begin.  Its month end and I have logs everywhere from all the trucks on my desk. Then there's the service work stuff that keeps flowing in. Oh can't forget about all the lovely invoices on top of that. Oh what a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend went pretty fast but I enjoyed most of it. Bill was off racing so I did so much "spring cleaning but in the fall" The place is cleaned from top to bottom and I have no laundry to do.  My sister spent the night Saturday but we will didn't get much time to spend with each other because she didn't get there till 9:30. I go to bed at 10 every night. Yeah I am boring. Sunday I worked and then went to a picnic with my family.  Monday I did some grocery shopping and vegged the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Labor Day weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3048395422106594903?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3048395422106594903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3048395422106594903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3048395422106594903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3048395422106594903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-long-weekend.html' title='After a long weekend'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-8370552759360174714</id><published>2007-08-24T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:25:15.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I have posted. Not a lot has been happening with me.  Its been the same thing just a different day.  I took a vacation day on Thursday but used it to work at the restaurant. What a nice person I am. I looked at it I was getting paid twice.  The rain has been making the evening quite beautiful with all the lightning to bad my camera wasn't full or I would be taking pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally went to the next stage of technology with music. I have invested in a MP3 player. I am not sure exactly how to use it. It has been a trial and error process. If anyone has any suggestions let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing there was a classmate of mine that passed away this year (Tracy Ortmeir), her family owns the Radio Shack in Blair. A few of my classmates are putting together a cookbook in her memory which all proceeds go to American Cancer Society.  If you would like to contribute to the cookbook let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-8370552759360174714?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/8370552759360174714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=8370552759360174714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8370552759360174714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8370552759360174714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/08/been-while.html' title='Been a while'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-5689407091604692316</id><published>2007-08-10T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:17:11.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>Here are the answer to Plummie's questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I was 18 I was planing on going to the University of Nebraska in Kearney to major in Political Science and then move to D.C. to work on the Hill.  How is it different? I never went to Kearney met a guy during the summer and just didn't want to leave him.  I have went to two different local colleges. Worked at FNB and now at a commercial roofing and sheet metal company doing the accounting.  Not really what I had thought my life would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The one piece of advice I was given when I was younger was to save money.  I never did a really good job with it.  I would tell people if they are going to move out on there own to save about $5000 before you do it. Just in case if you have something that comes up.  I only had about $1000 when I moved out.  I make it just fine now but there was many rough patches. It has made me a stronger person and more knowledgeable about money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The best money I have spent would have to be on my family.  I love to see them smile and be happy.  It can be the littlest thing and they smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I have always been a sucker for small companies saying oh do this and you will make money. I have become wiser about it now and don't get suck in but there for a while I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I can not answer this because I am not married and don't plan to be until at least 26 or 28. I am still learning about who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  The best thing about being a woman you can get your way if you flash a little cleavage. LOL! J/K but you know its true.  The worst is the pain and suffering you go through monthly and a man doesn't have any!  I also agree with one of Janell's sisters about the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  The one dream that will not be fulfilled is my grandmother seeing me get married and having her at the wedding. That was one of our dreams together. The other was for her to see me graduate. I was the only one she got to see graduate.  The other dreams can still be fulfilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5689407091604692316?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5689407091604692316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5689407091604692316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5689407091604692316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5689407091604692316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/08/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3961638099278895667</id><published>2007-08-09T20:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T20:07:46.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bettle Bug</title><content type='html'>My Bettle bug (Bailey) called me today at work from her trip in NYC.  She called to tell me that since I call her my bettle bug that she has a new nickname for me.  I asked her what it is and she started laughing. Finally she tells my my new nickname is Lady Bug.  LOL leave it to my bug to come up with something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3961638099278895667?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3961638099278895667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3961638099278895667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3961638099278895667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3961638099278895667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/08/bettle-bug.html' title='Bettle Bug'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1615107988230609286</id><published>2007-08-06T09:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:50:59.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog sitting</title><content type='html'>Oh the joys of being on your own and your family decides to go out of town. I get the joy of watching Angel, my parents dog, she is a very good dog. My family is in New York City for the week. Yesterday they attend the Yankees game against the Royals.  They called me during it and said it was very hot! It is in the middle of the afternoon I wouldn't think it would be cool.  today they are going to a lobster fest. That will be fun. Tomorrow off to the Statue of Liberty.  I am not sure what the rest of the week comes for them except I know they will be home soon and I will be done dog sitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a very long one. Friday I took a half day and spent the day with Bill. We actually went to York, Nebraska where he raced that evening.  It turned out to be a night from hell. He blew up his motor but we didn't realize it until Saturday when it he pulled out to run it Saturday.  I came home Friday night because I had to get the dog. So I spent the day cleaning, went to my aunts, and talked on the phone quite a bit to him.  Saturday when he pulled out for hot laps with his back up car a piston shot through the side of the oil pan. Needless to say we have two motors headed to the shop as I type.  Good thing he has three weeks off with the open car. He just has weekly racing with his son on Saturdays. I'm extremely tired and I have month end to get done at work. Tonight is going to be a relaxing evening if I have anything to do about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1615107988230609286?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1615107988230609286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1615107988230609286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1615107988230609286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1615107988230609286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/08/dog-sitting.html' title='Dog sitting'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2521872635899903751</id><published>2007-08-01T10:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T11:09:16.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I finally got my recipes off to Janell. I felt like I was never going to get them to her. I am already thinking of things for next year. I am just going to slowly save them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this idea of the cookbook. It is great I know I have had one but somehow got lost in all my moves. It happens when you don't pack your place up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2521872635899903751?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/2521872635899903751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=2521872635899903751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2521872635899903751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/2521872635899903751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3454353987934290917</id><published>2007-07-31T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:21:20.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone that came out to the cabin on Saturday. I had a blast seeing everyone since I am not able to go to the picnic on Sunday.  I enjoyed seeing everyone and talking for a few hours.  Smitty and Elaine thank you for the steaks and bread. It was all so wonderful.  Steph I enjoyed visiting with you.  Next time I am in Denver we will have to get together.  All the kids had fun. The twins were catching frogs. (ewww)  Audrey and Bailey were playing the pool.  All the guys stood around the barbeque while Anthony cooked. You know how guys are they are all pitching in someway or another. Sandy and I made grilled corn on our neighbors grill. It was all just a relax evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized half way up there I had forgot my recipes for my mom to take the next day to give to Janell. I have two of them on my computer here at work. I am going to write the other two. Janell just let me know your email so I can get them sent to you and let me know where to send my money to so that I can receive one this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great time Sunday I heard it was a decent turn out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3454353987934290917?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3454353987934290917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3454353987934290917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3454353987934290917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3454353987934290917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7712823947680197657</id><published>2007-07-25T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T10:14:11.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>This weekend is the annual Carson Family Reunion.  This is a fun time at least when we were little it was.  I haven't been in a few years.  I work Sundays so by the time I get up there it is basically over.  I think the last time I was at one was right before Aunt Joyce passed away.  I have been trying to find out who is all coming to the family reunion.  I finally heard last night that Gay, Elaine, Stephanie, Anthony, the twins, Audrey, Bob and Sandy. Anyone else coming Val, Buddy, Ed, George?  Come one you guys let me know what is going on.  City Girl you better be coming you haven't been back for years!!!!!  Actually I think the last time everyone was together was when Marc and LaDawn was here.  I won't be making my way up towards the Oakland, Tekamah area until the afternoon on Saturday due to a 10 am baby shower I am attending.  Steph call me so we can get together while I am up in that area.  Otherwise I hope everyone has a great time at the picnic on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janell I am sending my recipes with my mom we are putting them together on Saturday when I get up to Tekamah.  It is looking like about 5 of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7712823947680197657?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7712823947680197657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7712823947680197657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7712823947680197657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7712823947680197657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7312734614355095790</id><published>2007-07-25T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T08:22:00.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad</title><content type='html'>I know I have been bad and haven't been doing my blogging like I was.  I have been just in a little rut.  I have been getting up at 5 am to go to the gym. I come home lay back down for a hour. Then I get up and do my usually routine then off to work.  I come home I lay down for about 15 minutes. I do as much prep for dinner that I can. Then its back off to the gym for a half hour.  When I come home I drink a bottle of water then take a shower.  Oh boy does the shower feel good when you are all yucky!  I get out and make dinner after dinner I do my hair. Then I just want to relax. I know there is really no excuse but I am trying to lose this weight and figure you guys would understand that I am at the gym instead of sitting at home in front of the computer.  There will be more to come in a bit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7312734614355095790?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7312734614355095790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7312734614355095790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7312734614355095790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7312734614355095790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad.html' title='Bad'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1946840182466968898</id><published>2007-07-18T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T14:49:32.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bettle Bug!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday my Bettle bug!  Bettle bug is my sister, Bill and I have been calling my little sister Bailey Bettle bug since she was little.  It has always stuck and she is my bug.  Or I call her Ms. B.  She turns 8 today and she is very excited about it.  Bailey shares her birthday with our late grandma Marie. It is a very special day.  I will have bettle this weekend for her birthday and boy to we have a lot planned. Anyways Have a great day Bettle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1946840182466968898?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1946840182466968898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1946840182466968898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1946840182466968898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1946840182466968898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-bettle-bug.html' title='Happy Birthday Bettle Bug!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3463638342227680745</id><published>2007-07-13T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T13:15:33.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancelled</title><content type='html'>I just got a call a while ago saying the Q cruise got cancelled. What a bummer I was so excited to go on the cruise.  Now to figure out what to do instead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3463638342227680745?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3463638342227680745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3463638342227680745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3463638342227680745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3463638342227680745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/cancelled.html' title='Cancelled'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-6288872629912543817</id><published>2007-07-13T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:35:14.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Q Cruise</title><content type='html'>Tonight I am taking a cruise up the Missouri river with a local radio station Q 98.5.  I have done this a few times.  Its a blast very nice and relaxing. Tonight the weather is suppose to be awesome that will make it very enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Bill is out of town so I am going to do some farmer's market, birthday shopping, and clean house.  I love going to the farmer's market I used to go as a kid with my dad to the one in Blair. The one down here doesn't have baked goodies like we used to get from Bernetta in Blair.  Oh could she make a sugar cookie.  Bailey's birthday is this week she will be turning 8.  We are looking into buying her a big girls bike.  She is riding Mary's old bike so she deserves her own bike.  Bailey's birthday is the same as my late grandma Marie so it is a very special day for all of us.  I miss my grandma very much more and more each day. It doesn't get easier! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I will be working, then watching the Nascar race in Chicago and writing up those recipes for Janell.  Hope everyone has a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-6288872629912543817?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/6288872629912543817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=6288872629912543817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6288872629912543817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/6288872629912543817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/q-cruise.html' title='Q Cruise'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-951186305347174802</id><published>2007-07-13T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:29:56.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blond Moment....</title><content type='html'>I have had a total blond moment. I have been trying to figure out what recipes to put into the Carson cookbook. I think I have missed the deadline though! Way to go me!  I do have them though Janell I just have to write them up and send them to you.  Sorry I haven't got them to you.  I have been so wrapped up with work and my neck injury.  I will get on it this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-951186305347174802?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/951186305347174802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=951186305347174802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/951186305347174802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/951186305347174802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/blond-moment.html' title='Blond Moment....'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-2807105637801274976</id><published>2007-07-05T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T09:57:02.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you remember this you grew up in the 90s...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to remind people of the good ole days.&lt;br /&gt;You're a 90's kid if:&lt;br /&gt;You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"&lt;br /&gt;You can sing the rap to "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air"&lt;br /&gt;You remember when Kurt Cobain, Tu Pac, River Phoenix, and Selena died.&lt;br /&gt;You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey from "Blossom" and that "How Rude!" comes from Stephanie from "Full House"&lt;br /&gt;You remember when it was actually worth getting up earlyon a Saturday to watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.&lt;br /&gt;You remember reading "Goosebumps"&lt;br /&gt;You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off"&lt;br /&gt;You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.&lt;br /&gt;You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.&lt;br /&gt;You danced to "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls, Females: had a new motto, Males: got a whole lot gay-er. (so tell me what you want, what you really really want.)&lt;br /&gt;You remember the craze, then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.&lt;br /&gt;You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...Not...&lt;br /&gt;Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? was both a game and a TV game show.&lt;br /&gt;Captain Planet.&lt;br /&gt;You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.&lt;br /&gt;When playing power rangers with friends you fought over who got to be who............and still all ended up being Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;You remember when super nintendo's became popular.&lt;br /&gt;You remember watching home alone 1, 2 , and 3........and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"&lt;br /&gt;"I've fallen and I can't get up"&lt;br /&gt;You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates&lt;br /&gt;Two words... Trapper Keeper.&lt;br /&gt;You never got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide&lt;br /&gt;You wore socks over leggings scrunched down&lt;br /&gt;"Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back" SHE ASKED HER MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER FOR FIFTY CENTS CENTS CENTS TO SEE THE ELEPHANTS PHANTS PHANTS JUMP OVER THE FENCE THE FENCE THE FENCEhe jumped so high high high he touched the sky sky sky and he didnt come back back back til the forth of july ly ly he jumped so low ow ow he stubbed his toe toe toe and thats the end end end of the elephants show show show&lt;br /&gt;You remember boom boxes vs. cd players&lt;br /&gt;You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool&lt;br /&gt;You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"&lt;br /&gt;You played and/or collected "Pogs"&lt;br /&gt;You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere&lt;br /&gt;You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Ninja Turtles&lt;br /&gt;NANCY DREW AND THE HARDY BOYS WERE THE BEST MYSTERY BOOKS&lt;br /&gt;Yikes pencils and erasers were the stuff!All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.(pencils.notebooks.binders.etc.)&lt;br /&gt;You remember when the new Beanie Babies were always sold out.&lt;br /&gt;You used to wear those stick on earings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You remember a time before the WB.&lt;br /&gt;You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"&lt;br /&gt;You know the Macarena by heart.&lt;br /&gt;"Talk to the hand" ... enough said&lt;br /&gt;You thought Brain woud finally take over the world&lt;br /&gt;You always said, "Then why don't you marry it!"&lt;br /&gt;You remember when everyone went slinky crazy.&lt;br /&gt;You remember when razor scooters were cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were younger:Before the MySpace frenzy...Before the Internet &amp; text messaging...&lt;br /&gt;Before Sidekicks &amp;amp; iPods..Before MIKE JONES...Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX......Back when you put off the 5 hours of homework you had every night.&lt;br /&gt;When light up sneakers were cool.&lt;br /&gt;When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;When gas was $0.95 a gallon &amp; Caller ID was a new thing.&lt;br /&gt;When we recorded stuff on VCRs &amp;amp; paid $3.50 for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans.&lt;br /&gt;When 2Pac and Biggie where alive.&lt;br /&gt;When the Chicago Bulls were the best team ever.Way back.&lt;br /&gt;Tag.Get Over Here!!!! means something to you.&lt;br /&gt;Hide-n-Go Seek at dusk. Red Light, Green Light.Heads Up 7 Up.Playing Kickball &amp; Dodgeball until your porch light came on.&lt;br /&gt;Hopskotch.Slip-n-Slides.Tree Houses.Hula Hoops.HELLO....HOT WHEELS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"POWER OF LOVE" BY CELINE DION..ONLY COUPLES COULD SKATE TO THIS.&lt;br /&gt;The annoying Giga Pets &amp;amp; Furbies.&lt;br /&gt;Running through the sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;That "Little Mermaid"Crying when Mufasa died in the Lion King.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Meals where you chose a Barbie or a Hot Wheels car.&lt;br /&gt;Getting the privelage to sit in the front seat of the car.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Sqeeze It "Squeeze The Fun Out Of It"CAPRI SUN&lt;br /&gt;Watching Saturday Morning Cartoons in your PJ's still wrapped up in your TMNT, Power Rangers, Barbie, Fairy Princess comforter.&lt;br /&gt;The original Power RangersOr what about:Hey Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;Rugrats.&lt;br /&gt;The Secret World of Alex Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Ren &amp; Stimpy.&lt;br /&gt;Double Dare.&lt;br /&gt;Rocco's Modern Life.&lt;br /&gt;AAAHH!! REAL MONSTERS.&lt;br /&gt;Wild &amp;amp; Crazy Kids.&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa Explains it All.&lt;br /&gt;CAMP NOWHERESalute Your Shorts(CAMP ANAWANA)&lt;br /&gt;Are You Afraid of the Dark?&lt;br /&gt;The original cast members of All That.Kenan &amp; Kel.&lt;br /&gt;"CITY GUYS"...ROLLW/ THE CITY GUYSDoug.&lt;br /&gt;Magic School Bus.&lt;br /&gt;Nick Arcade.&lt;br /&gt;Flash Forward.&lt;br /&gt;The Adventures of Pete and Pete.&lt;br /&gt;Legends of the Hidden Temple&lt;br /&gt;Hey Dude.&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;Alladin.&lt;br /&gt;Mummies&lt;br /&gt;AlivePinky and the BrainSailor Moon.&lt;br /&gt;Blossom.&lt;br /&gt;Hangin with Mr. Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;Martin&lt;br /&gt;Beavis &amp;amp; Butt-Head&lt;br /&gt;Wishbone.&lt;br /&gt;Bill Nye the Science Guy&lt;br /&gt;MR RODGERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who could forget Snick? &amp; Nick @ Nite with Bewitched, I Dream of Jenie, The Facts of Life, I Love Lucy and TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone wanted to be in love after watching The Wonder Years.or Nick Jr. with&lt;br /&gt; FaceGulah Gulah Island&lt;br /&gt;Little BearBusy Town&lt;br /&gt;Under the Umbrella Tree&lt;br /&gt;PEE-WEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Big Comfy Couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kool-Aid was the drink of choice.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;Class field trips.&lt;br /&gt;When Christmas was the most exciting time of year.&lt;br /&gt;When $5 seemed like a million, &amp; another dollar a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;When you begged to go to McDonalds for dinner everyday.&lt;br /&gt;When Toys R Us overuled the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back to the time when:&lt;br /&gt;Decisions were made by going 'eeny-meeny-miney-moe'.&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming 'do over!''&lt;br /&gt;Race issue' ment arguing about who ran the fastest.&lt;br /&gt;Money issues were handled by whoever was banker in 'Monopoly.'&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best' friends.&lt;br /&gt;Being old referred to anyone over 20.&lt;br /&gt;A chance to skate as a couple at the local roller rink was like winning the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;Scrapes &amp; bruises were kissed &amp;amp; made better.&lt;br /&gt;It was a big deal to finally be tall enought to ride the 'big people' rides at the fair.&lt;br /&gt;When playing Nintendo was the hardest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;When Ninja Turtles ruled the world.&lt;br /&gt;Another Baby Sitter Club and Little Sister (Karen) book came out and you put your name on hold for it at the library.&lt;br /&gt;When Aladdin was new, before the trilogy was complete.&lt;br /&gt;Sockem BoppersBefore we realized all this would eventually disappear&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-2807105637801274976?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1986048053761328498</id><published>2007-07-05T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T09:26:57.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your from Blair, Nebraska When...</title><content type='html'>This is some stuff that is about my hometown and I am sure it is for any small town you have little things about your town that only people in your town would know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know to wear your "running shoes" when attending a party.&lt;br /&gt;You can name every cop in town.&lt;br /&gt;No Frills is the only Supermarket you've been to.&lt;br /&gt;You're used to walking everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;You know every word to "Boys in the Hood" by Dynamite Hack&lt;br /&gt;You've either worked at Pizza Hut, No Frills, Superfoods, or Pamida.&lt;br /&gt;You've driven a Main...more than once...a night&lt;br /&gt;Your hobbies consist of getting high, getting drunk, and walking around town.&lt;br /&gt;You hate the town...even worse you hate the people.&lt;br /&gt;You went to school with 10 of your cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Your business = Everyones business&lt;br /&gt;You've been thrown out of The Trolls Library (literally thrown).&lt;br /&gt;The Court House is the Largest Building.&lt;br /&gt;You can name everyone in Blair High...last names, what grade, and who they're dating.&lt;br /&gt;Your life goal : To get as far away as possible.&lt;br /&gt;You end up attending UNO or UNL.&lt;br /&gt;You've watched at least 6 fights on the Iowa Side.&lt;br /&gt;You know what the Iowa Side is.&lt;br /&gt;You hang out at the river.&lt;br /&gt;You've ran from the cops more than once.&lt;br /&gt;You drive to Omaha on the weekends...for some excitement (yeah thats saying a lot)&lt;br /&gt;You blame your parents for making you live in such a town.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to play Hacky Sack.&lt;br /&gt;You're good at talking shit.&lt;br /&gt;You're used to one movie theatre that plays 3 movies.&lt;br /&gt;You're either into school, or drugs.&lt;br /&gt;You get asked if you live on a farm every time you step out of the state.&lt;br /&gt;You were excited when "Full Ride" was shooting in town.&lt;br /&gt;You hate the color Purple.&lt;br /&gt;You still attend all of the sporting activities after high school ( you know who you are)&lt;br /&gt;Your hair mysteriously turns blonde around soccer season.&lt;br /&gt;You hate the town Tekamah.&lt;br /&gt;You hate the town Missouri Valley.&lt;br /&gt;You hate the town Elkhorn.&lt;br /&gt;You see a tractor driving through a round-about.&lt;br /&gt;You can time every light down main street and know exactly what speed to go to make every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;You know what Redneck row is.&lt;br /&gt;You know someone who drove a tractor to school.&lt;br /&gt;You parked in Stoner row and didnt even know it.&lt;br /&gt;You know the even while Blair Band kicks ass with Mount Dawg leadin'em...there are MANY other groups that're winners.&lt;br /&gt;You're not allowed to wear your senior shirt to school.&lt;br /&gt;You were excited about the skate park...and you dont even skate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1986048053761328498?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1986048053761328498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1986048053761328498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1986048053761328498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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It was a lot of fun. I went to Tekamah around 8:30 since I got a nice wake up call from Bailey at 7:45 wanting to know when I will be there.  It was a lot of fun up there. I got to spend time with my grandpa Thomas before everyone else got up there.  I haven't got to see him since April so it was nice.   Everyone had a good time and got home safe. Hope that everyone else enjoyed there day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-5307827256581982612?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/5307827256581982612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=5307827256581982612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5307827256581982612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/5307827256581982612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/holiday-has-been-here-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1785472106402292263</id><published>2007-07-03T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T17:41:11.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been blogging to much. I have been having really bad headaches. So I finally after being up almost all night Sunday with one I decide to get some help.  Turns out I have strained the muscles between each of my vertabras in my neck and that has been causing these killer headaches.  I am getting cracked and iced which seems to help a lot. Hopefully I will be back to normal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out sick monday so nothing to exciting happened with me.  Today I am working a very long shift to try and make up for yesterday.  Then at 7:15 I am getting my hair done and I am excited. Remember I am addicted to having my hair done. Don't know what it will be yet.  The fourth I will be spending at my parents annual 4th of July party at there cabin.  Bill is still off racing he has been gone since Friday. He will be returning Thursday but only until Saturday afternoon and then he is off again but only for 2 days.  Then he is home for 10 days wow what am I going to do with him.  Hope everyone has a safe and happy 4th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1785472106402292263?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1785472106402292263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1785472106402292263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1785472106402292263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1785472106402292263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/07/headaches.html' title='Headaches'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7676982033257366527</id><published>2007-06-27T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T08:53:54.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anniversary&lt;/span&gt; to my mom and dad! They have been married 26 years today.  I hope they have a great evening together with whatever they do.  My sisters better behave for them tonight or I am kicking some butt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7676982033257366527?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7676982033257366527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7676982033257366527' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7676982033257366527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7676982033257366527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7938398928042759945</id><published>2007-06-26T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T12:32:11.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright</title><content type='html'>Well I finally got a site meter and have figured it out a little bit. Its interesting to see where people look at your site from.  I want to know who is looking at my blog from Anderson Auto Group? Can you get me a deal on a car come on speak up let me know who you are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am back onto the diet and working out.  I feel like I am a rabbit with all the salad I have been eating.  There is so many temptations but I have to stay strong and not do them.  With going to the pool last weekend made me realize even more I need to stay with this.  I am going to attempt to go to the gym twice a day.  We will see how that last because I am not a morning person at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7938398928042759945?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7938398928042759945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7938398928042759945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7938398928042759945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7938398928042759945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/alright.html' title='Alright'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4567633897785809771</id><published>2007-06-25T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T14:27:19.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekend was short but enjoyable.  I was able to hang out at the pool all weekend which was much needed. I am planning on it again this weekend. I got a new book to read and it has been so good I have barely been able to put it down.  Its called a  A Bend in the Road By Nicholas Sparks.  He is a very good author.  I am hoping to get another a book for this weekend. Any suggestions?  I have a few pictures I will hopefully get up tonight of Bailey at the pool Saturday. She was a little fish most of the afternoon. It was so cute.  She loves the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get some rest tonight I have had a very hard time sleeping lately.  I am not sure why it is but its starting to really drive me nuts.  I have bags under my eyes today.  Not a good day for me look wise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is a good one for my family.  My mom and dad will be celebrating there 26th wedding anniversary Wednesday.  Stephanie (my cousin) was the flower girl in the wedding.  I am trying to come up with a gift, last year I went all out and through a huge suprise 25th party.  It was a lot of fun but there is no way I can top it this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4567633897785809771?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4567633897785809771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4567633897785809771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4567633897785809771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4567633897785809771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekend-was-short-but-enjoyable.html' title=''/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-701970012370175771</id><published>2007-06-22T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:54:41.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Favorites</title><content type='html'>Stephanie has posted here top favorite things about summer.  I thought that would be fun to do mine might be a few more then five though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love swimming and laying out at the pool just relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Its racing season&lt;br /&gt;All the fresh fruits and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;Homeade ice cream with hot fudge&lt;br /&gt;Not having to wear socks, tennis shoes, and big sweaters&lt;br /&gt;Yucas and painkillers oh the river days if you have been to the cabin you know what these are!&lt;br /&gt;Picnics/grilling out  Dad and Bill are the masters with the grill!&lt;br /&gt;Vacations&lt;br /&gt;Relatives visiting (usually the last week in July)&lt;br /&gt;Lake of the Ozarks (PARTY COVE) oh the memories (grandpa doesn't live there anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all I have for now I am sure I could come up with more but decided I should stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-701970012370175771?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/701970012370175771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=701970012370175771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/701970012370175771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/701970012370175771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-favorites.html' title='Summer Favorites'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-8748618251204319426</id><published>2007-06-19T16:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T16:18:42.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Stephanie! I hope you have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-8748618251204319426?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/8748618251204319426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=8748618251204319426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8748618251204319426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8748618251204319426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3442928660149761894</id><published>2007-06-19T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:31:04.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness</title><content type='html'>Life is craziness.  I thought with Bill being out of town last week I would get a ton done. Boy was I wrong.  Last Wednesday I had planned to just stay home make a pizza do housework. I had just left work and my cousin Jess called and asked me to go to Shadow Lake with her. I was like sure I haven't seen you in a while that sounds good.  We ended up shopping for a while and then went to dinner at Texas Roadhouse. Oh my goodness it was so good and I felt like a fat pig afterwards. They give you so much food and I always seem to forget that when I go there.  I went home after that had issues sleeping. Thursday I got up did the whole work thing and went home. Decide about 6 to go up to my parents because I wasn't sure if I was going to see my dad for father's day.  Good thing I did because I didn't make it to Tekamah on Sunday.  Got home and got ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday as you all know I went to the College World Series. I was very upset because "my best friend" was suppose to go with us she never showed up or called to tell me she wasn't coming. I tried calling her and she didn't answer.  So I have come to the conclusion she hasn't changed she is the same person she was five years ago. Her and I had a huge falling out five years ago and hadn't spoke until last October. We patched things up and we have been good friends again until she pulled this. I wouldn't have been so mad if it was just me but my sister and her best friend McKenzie was with me waiting.  Anyways we got to the game at the bottom of the fifth. So we didn't get to see to much of the game.  I felt like such a disappointment to my sister and Kenzi because of my supposed friend.  We had a good time after the game we walked around down there for a bit and then headed back to my place to watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we got up around 10 got ready and headed to Nebraska Furniture Mart.  I purchased a new recliner for the living room. I told bill it was for him for Father's day even though I just really wanted a new chair.   Kenzi and I carried the chair up three flights of stairs while Mary just stood t here and watched us. Thanks Mary!  We had some lunch and then headed up to the pool for a while before they had to head to work.  It was a good time to spend with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I waitressed and I didn't get out of the restaurant until 2:30 and we close at 1:00 that is how busy we were. My whole body hurt afterwards.  I hit the grocery store and went home for the day.  I was able to get my laundry done and a little cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Bill has returned finally from his trip.  We made dinner and then just hung out together since he had been gone for so long.  It is great having him home again.  I have about three weeks with him until he leaves again for a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3442928660149761894?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3442928660149761894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3442928660149761894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3442928660149761894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3442928660149761894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/craziness.html' title='Craziness'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7504960064338760230</id><published>2007-06-15T09:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T09:50:21.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CWS</title><content type='html'>Its that time of the year when the College World Series rolls into town.  I have never been to the CWS and have lived in Nebraska my whole life.  I am not much of a baseball person I think it can be boring at times.  Mike, my mom's boss, had tickets for the night game tonight and gave them to my mom.  My sister Mary, her best friend McKenzie, my best friend Jamie and I are going to the game.  I am excited to go just to say I have been.  I have heard it is quite the expierence.  I didn't even know who was playing until about a hour ago, which I think my dad said it was North Carolina and Mississippi State. I will try and remember my camera to have pictures on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7504960064338760230?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7504960064338760230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7504960064338760230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7504960064338760230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7504960064338760230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/cws.html' title='CWS'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-7035202963984411809</id><published>2007-06-14T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:16:32.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Val</title><content type='html'>Valerie is my cousin on my dad's side, Ed (her dad) and my dad our first cousins so that would make us second cousins. I have an absolute blast with her. I don't see her that much. The last time her and I were together was when my great aunt Joyce (her grandma) passed away. I had just turned 21 back in November so her and I went out one evening. Val takes me downtown and here I am in a bigger city that has more of a night life then what I have ever been in.  The Omaha night life is very dull compared to Denvers. We go to this martini bar, I don't remember the name of it, I had never had a martini so I was just like ok something different I'll try it. We get this martinis called a flirtini (they were good), these two guys walk up to and start talking to us. Here I am hundreds of miles away and these guys are from LeMars, Iowa. Out of any guys in the bar comes up to us have to be within two hours of the town I live at. So Val decides to tell these guys that my dad is part of the mob and scared them off the rest of the night thankfully. My dad isn't part of the mob or anything like that. Then we went to another bar and there is this huge line outside, Val walks up to the bouncer and we get in right away I was think damn who am I with that we don't have to stand in this line. Val you still haven't told me how you got in there so easily. Walking to the car that night I realized I had a little to much to drink and I had to go back to a hotel room that my parents and I were sharing. Not a good thing but dealt with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I remember and learned on my trips out to Denver (my most recent last November) since I turned 21, you are in higher elevation so don't drink as much as you do in Omaha! Val thank you for taking me out that night and showing me around downtown Denver it was a blast. Next time you come to Omaha (which better be soon) I will take you to our boring bar scene around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-7035202963984411809?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/7035202963984411809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=7035202963984411809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7035202963984411809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/7035202963984411809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/val.html' title='Val'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4406102711686112484</id><published>2007-06-11T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T10:02:17.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Friday was quite a boring day until the evening. I was getting ready to leave work a little early so I could head to Eagle, Nebraska. Never been to the place and wasn't to impressed with it either. There was a huge accident right outside of my office so that slowed me down a good ten minutes. Once I hit the interstate it was smooth driving. I'm driving down the highway and I'm thinking there is no way there is a race track out here all there is fields, trees, and hills. Then I came up over this hill and it just appeared. I was like wow there was no signs that it was coming up. It was weird because usually there is a ton of lights and you can see them for a good a mile. Bill placed 17Th that night. Not to bad considering the track conditions were terrible. I got home at 1:30 that night. Late night for me and I am usually not up that late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up Saturday I got ready to leave for Blair and I noticed there was police tape outside my apartment building. The panic set in on wondering what happened. Turned out there was a shooting at 2 am in my apartment complex. There was a couple that was getting robbed by two people and so our on site security (who is a police officer) went to try and help the people. The two guys fled the scene by foot in opposite directions the security officer went after one of the suspects and he pulled a gun on the officer so the officer shot the guy. He got away however and was taken to the hospital by his girlfriend. He was later arrested. I am extremely freaked about this all because that could have been me if I was just a half hour later. I now own pepper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spray&lt;/span&gt; since I will be home by myself quite a bit the next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4406102711686112484?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4406102711686112484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4406102711686112484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4406102711686112484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4406102711686112484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4864826580145161769</id><published>2007-06-07T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T09:59:50.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary</title><content type='html'>This is my middle sister and she is a riot!  She is eighteen and going into her senior year of high school! I remember when she was a baby! I always wanted to hold her and feed her! I was told i was her mother hen! Well that happens and I still catch myself doing it.  She loves to give my mom a run for her money! Not listening to what she says, pushing her curfew back because she left mom a message on the answering machine. However they are just sitting at McDonalds.  She constantly fights with our youngest sister Bailey! Which just drives mom nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking a lot about her lately with growing up and how old she is now.  I can remember after it had been raining I would chase her around the yard with worms and stick them down her shirt. Yes I was a brat but I loved it.  When we were little and mom and dad would take trips, grandpa and grandma Thomas would watch us. For some reason Mary didn't like grandpa when we were growing up because she thought the day mom and dad came home she didn't have to go to school.  Grandpa would make her and she would get so mad at throw a huge fit.  She has grown out of that a lot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a great kid and I love her to death. I just don't always show it.  The only advice I can give her is keep a straight head on like you have and don't give up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4864826580145161769?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4864826580145161769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4864826580145161769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4864826580145161769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4864826580145161769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/mary.html' title='Mary'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1550772687037407257</id><published>2007-06-07T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T09:20:51.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to the Dream</title><content type='html'>This is a race that is done by Tony Stewart (Nascar driver), the contents of this is race is at a dirt track called Eldora Speedway which Tony owns.  He gets a bunch of Nascar drivers to come to the track and race dirt late models. Tony asks a bunch of regular dirt late model drivers to donate there car for this event. If anything happens to the cars Tony pays for it out of his pocket. Oh you haven't heard the best thing yet! This event is put all on for Victory Junction for Kids which is a charity that Kyle Petty (Nascar driver) started when his son was killed in an accident.  It is a great event! I wasn't able to attend the race because it has been sold out for months. However I was able to buy it on pay-per-view which was just as good especially because I didn't get a bunch all dirty like I usually do at the track!  Way to go Tony you did a great deed for a lot of people last night! Enjoyed the show a lot! Hope to attend next years and I am sure it will be just as good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1550772687037407257?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1550772687037407257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1550772687037407257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1550772687037407257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1550772687037407257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/prelude-to-dream.html' title='Prelude to the Dream'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-8758379282949922904</id><published>2007-06-06T12:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:16:07.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I have been back to the gym since Sunday and my body is screaming in pain at me.  I know its the first week of aches and pains but wow I am just sore all over. There is muscles I didn't even know that exisited that hurt.  I have been doing this class called 24Camp which is basic boot camp.  I have it tonight and I really don't want to do it because I have ordered a pay per view that starts at 7.  That sounds really bad but I really want to watch the pay per view so a part of me is thinking going to the gym at 4:45 and then be home by 6.  I won't get to do the class but at least I still get a work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill is off racing for a week and a half. He will be traveling all over the midwest. His schedule is&lt;br /&gt;Today Wednesday 6- Davenport, Iowa&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 7- Home&lt;br /&gt;Friday 8- Eagle, Nebraska&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 9-York, Nebraska&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 10- Home&lt;br /&gt;Monday 11- Home&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 12- Home&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 13- Menomonie WI&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 14- Superior WI&lt;br /&gt;Friday 15- New Richmond WI&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 16- New Richmond WI&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 17- Jim Falls WI&lt;br /&gt;Monday 18- Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be so happy to see him!  I hate these long swings but it comes with racing. I will be able to talk to him every day so that helps a lot. This will be about the longest we have been apart so it will definetly be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-8758379282949922904?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/8758379282949922904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=8758379282949922904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8758379282949922904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8758379282949922904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-3398091733365158528</id><published>2007-06-05T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T13:43:39.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><content type='html'>No I haven't fallen off the earth. I have just been so busy! Last week went a little something like this&lt;br /&gt;Monday- I had off due to Memorial day&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Worked for a while, went to Mitch's funeral came back to work and then home to clean.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- I had a seminar first thing in the morning out at Mahoney State Park.  Then into the office. Went home and crashed at 5:45 pm and didn't wake up till the next morning. Obviously needed the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- I worked all day and then spent time with Bill.&lt;br /&gt;Friday-  I had the whole office to myself because everyone else was at the company golf outing. Didn't feel right going to it when I was out most of the week already. Went home and cleaned and watched a little tv after 10.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- I did the rest of my cleaning and laundry. Spent the afternoon with Bill. Then I babysat Bailey for a while. Bill and I then hung out for a while I ended up falling asleep cuddled up to him on the couch. Don't even remember him leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- I worked at the restaurant. Went to my cousin's graduation. Was suppose to go to my friend Jamie's daughters birthday party but it looked like it was going to rain any minute so I wasn't going to drive all the way to Blair and sit out in the rain. Got home from the graduation and lunch with Bill. Went to the gym and then off to the grocery store.  I was so tired by then that I made dinner and watched this new tv show on Lifetime called Armywives. I absolutely love the show. Lifetime is a very addicting channel not good on the social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is my update for last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-3398091733365158528?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/3398091733365158528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=3398091733365158528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3398091733365158528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/3398091733365158528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/06/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-1513746115849204333</id><published>2007-05-29T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:20:10.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070154041957069474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/RlzOPQNcsqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Vd2TSWp3-5g/s320/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I worked early that morning and after work. Jamie and I went to a place where you can sell your name brand clothes that are in good condition. Then we were off to the races. It was so much fun. This picture is of one of the three race cars that Bill owns. This is the crate car that was actually bought for his son to race. Bill raced this one on Sunday. He started 4th in the B feature got up to first a caution came out with two laps to go and he got passed on the last lap so he got second which was awesome. In the A Feature got 14th place and he started 25th. Which was so awesome. I am so proud of you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/RlzPhwNcsrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tPG8De-jflo/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070155459296277170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/RlzPhwNcsrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tPG8De-jflo/s400/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is car number two of three that he owns. The third car wasn't raced this weekend. This is the 0K car also known as Tiffany. She has taken some crazy rides in the past couple of years. Boy had it paid off though. Bill started 12th in the B feature and he finished fifth. However they were only taking the top two in the B feature to the A or the main feature as some people call it. It was so much fun and there was a lot of good racing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-1513746115849204333?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/1513746115849204333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=1513746115849204333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1513746115849204333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/1513746115849204333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/05/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/RlzOPQNcsqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Vd2TSWp3-5g/s72-c/DSC00304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-999168479258027661</id><published>2007-05-29T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:00:02.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Friday night was so much fun.  I got to hang out with a good friend of mine from high school.  We had a few drinks to start the evening out and then headed out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Timber lodge&lt;/span&gt; Steakhouse for some dinner.  After eating a very good dinner we were off to the movies.  Pirates of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; 3.  That was a very good movie!  My sister spent the night which was a lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the races got cancelled so Bill was home with me. Jamie ended up coming over also.  While Bill worked on race cars Jamie and I went to the mall to shop for a while. Had a very good relaxing time.  Then Bill grilled out steaks and potatoes for us.  Jamie and I made salad and bread for dinner. It was so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-999168479258027661?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/999168479258027661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=999168479258027661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/999168479258027661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/999168479258027661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday_29.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-8061133792710846084</id><published>2007-05-29T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:49:35.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>The weekend has made me wore out. I will try tonight to do an update with what went on and pictures from this weekend.  Today has been a very emotional day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing there the wind blowing through your body you get this sense of relief, the shots begin to fire and next you hear the music begin. You try your hardest to fight back the tears but the sun appears and you realize its OK just let them go.  They are at peace and not fighting anymore so why should you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above paragraph is everything that went on during the end of my friend Mitch's funeral. Before the gun salute started the wind was blowing but then when the taps began the sun came out and the wind was non existent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-8061133792710846084?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/8061133792710846084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=8061133792710846084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8061133792710846084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/8061133792710846084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-607848898654144549</id><published>2007-05-25T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T08:14:58.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mitch was 58 years old, and a great guy that you could turn to if you needed help.  He met Leslie up in Tekamah many years ago.  The way we know him is through mutual friends and he owns a cabin in the same area as my parents do.  They were there every weekend that they could and had a great time.  He will be dearly missed but we all know he isn't suffering anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-607848898654144549?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/607848898654144549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=607848898654144549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/607848898654144549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/607848898654144549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/05/mitch-was-58-years-old-and-great-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237334163580317708.post-4160969381755695824</id><published>2007-05-24T13:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T13:16:59.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Thank you for all of your prayers. Mitch has went to a better place this morning. He is no longer suffering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2237334163580317708-4160969381755695824?l=brooke26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/feeds/4160969381755695824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2237334163580317708&amp;postID=4160969381755695824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4160969381755695824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2237334163580317708/posts/default/4160969381755695824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooke26.blogspot.com/2007/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Brooke</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLzQaK_KLns/SMAqHadjPCI/AAAAAAAAADI/hchiT9gYXd4/S220/Jess%27s+21st.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
