<?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-7967011640859576031</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:21:57.752-08:00</updated><category term='Work'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Gardening'/><category term='softball'/><category term='spring'/><category term='Jewelry'/><title type='text'>Happenings in the life of Amanda</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2117676751381537162</id><published>2010-11-04T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T07:09:05.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you been wanting to try Scentsy but think it's a little expensive? Did you know we offer great value packs offered to help u save $?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy 3 Scentsy bars of your choice,1 full size warmer all for just $40!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also 6 Scentsy bars of you choice plus 2 plug in warmers for just $50! Keep one for yourself and the other would make a great Christmas present! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information shoot me an email or visit my website at &lt;br /&gt;http://amandamoore.scentsy.us/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2117676751381537162?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2117676751381537162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2117676751381537162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2117676751381537162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2117676751381537162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-you-been-wanting-to-try-scentsy.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6301219062178207211</id><published>2010-11-01T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:29:54.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery warmers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9bTfCUwnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9O6lnuFbMQM/s1600/over+the+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9bTfCUwnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9O6lnuFbMQM/s400/over+the+moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534742857368519282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9bCUL12dI/AAAAAAAAAbI/HDK1vP8IqHU/s1600/twinkle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9bCUL12dI/AAAAAAAAAbI/HDK1vP8IqHU/s400/twinkle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534742562397870546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lull your baby to sleep—or relive the experience—with Newborn Nursery. Fresh, clean, and powdery, this dreamy scent evokes memories of cradling your little ones. For the month of November, purchase your favorite Nursery Collection Mid-Size Warmer with a Newborn Nursery Scentsy Bar™ (SB-NEW) for $30.*&lt;br /&gt;*The Newborn Nursery Scentsy Bar (SB-NEW) is available for the month of November only and may be purchased separately for $5 each.&lt;br /&gt;$30 each, includes the Nursery Collection Mid-Size Warmer of your choice and one Newborn Nursery Scentsy Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6301219062178207211?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6301219062178207211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6301219062178207211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6301219062178207211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6301219062178207211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2010/11/nursery-warmers.html' title='Nursery warmers'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9bTfCUwnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9O6lnuFbMQM/s72-c/over+the+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7236679943613984973</id><published>2010-11-01T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:20:03.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9Y5Q28stI/AAAAAAAAAbA/SF59mdZI4LA/s1600/Scentsy+buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9Y5Q28stI/AAAAAAAAAbA/SF59mdZI4LA/s400/Scentsy+buddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534740207862854354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW! Bring your Scentsy Buddy™ to life with the Newborn Nursery Scent Pak™&lt;br /&gt;Surprise a new mom or make a child’s eyes sparkle when you give Scentsy as a gift! Perfect for baby showers. Also great for use in drawers, closets,&lt;br /&gt;or anywhere you’d like a touch of&lt;br /&gt;comforting fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;Purchase one Scentsy Buddy and a Newborn Nursery Scent Pak for $25.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7236679943613984973?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7236679943613984973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7236679943613984973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7236679943613984973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7236679943613984973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-bring-your-scentsy-buddy-to-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9Y5Q28stI/AAAAAAAAAbA/SF59mdZI4LA/s72-c/Scentsy+buddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7268032972491388483</id><published>2010-11-01T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:14:01.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scentsy Consultant</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to announce to all of my readers that I am now an Independent Scentsy Consultant.  If you havent experienced Scentsy, I think that you will absolutely love what they have to offer.  Scentsy is a safe, wickless alternative to a scented candle. They offer over 80 scents, a variety of warmers, they even offer foaming antibacterial sprays.  Scentsy is super easy to use.  You place a piece of scented wax into a scentsy burner which is heated by a lightbulb and it disperses the fragrant all throughout you house.  They have a scent and a burner for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;  I have been using this product for over 2 years now and absolutely fell in love wiht everything they have to offer.  If you are interested in learning more about Scentsy please contact me or you can also visit my website at&lt;br /&gt; http://amandamoore.scentsy.us/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amandamoore.scentsy.us/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7268032972491388483?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7268032972491388483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7268032972491388483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7268032972491388483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7268032972491388483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-so-excited-to-announce-to-all-of.html' title='Scentsy Consultant'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-852613602825604711</id><published>2009-08-21T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:48:45.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's over</title><content type='html'>So summer's over and the kiddos are heading back to school on Monday.  It was a wonderul summer at work, I spent alot of time sun bathing by the pool as I watched kids splash in the water.  So needless to say I sort of look like a Mexican as tan as I am. :)  As the kids head back to school on monday I will embark on a new journey.  I was asked to take over the 3 year old room at work and be their teacher.  Im really nervous because there is a set curriculum and we have alot of activities to do with them.  The 3's are a fun age, but it's going to be challenging to teach them things everyday, because as you all know their attention spans are very short.  Hopefully things will work out fine and I will turn out to be a pretty good pre K teacher, but still Im very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-852613602825604711?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/852613602825604711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=852613602825604711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/852613602825604711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/852613602825604711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/08/summers-over.html' title='Summer&apos;s over'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2192233693693879667</id><published>2009-07-01T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:40:28.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update</title><content type='html'>I just realized that it has been forever since I updated this thing and so much has happened. Oops!  Here goes a little run through of what's been going on.&lt;br /&gt;  April 20th I started a new job at Comfort Experts/ Hobson's heating and Air as a sales person.  My job was as one of those annoying telemarketers who call you home and ask you if you want your systems tune up.  I decided that job wasn't for me at all and I wasn't making the money I needed so I quit after working there for almost 2weeks.  That job was so stressful and I came home almost everyday stressed out.  Im so glad I quit.  Finally after a couple of weeks of searching, this time in the daycare field because most of you know I have a love for taking care of kids.  Finally in the middle of May I started at a daycare in Weatherford.  At first I was what they called a floater, I helped out in all of the rooms whenever they needed me.  That was a little stressful because when you are dealing with younger children they definetaly don't like change and it was very hard for them to get used to a new person in their room.  When summer started and the older kids were out of school I started working with them.  I take care of school age kids(age 6-12) everyday, in the mornings we go to the owners personal pool at her home and swim, so basically I am getting paid to sit in the sun and watch the kids swim.  Im pretty sure it's the greatest job ever besides the fact that I can't swim with them, but hey Im getting a pretty nice tan.(I almost look mexican. LOL)  Travis and I decided to take a trip to Kerrville for our birthday's it was so nice to get away for the week.  It's really pretty down there too, but we were both a little sad that most of the water activities weren't open yet.  One day we decided to drive into San Antonio to go and see the Alamo and walk the river walk. We ended up buying a new wave runner in June, last year while Travis and I were on one of our camping trips, we took mom and Mark's wave runners with us and one of them ended up breaking down, well come to find out it was a blown motor and it was going to cost $3000 to fix and it was an 01 so he decided no way was he gonna fix it.  Instead Travis and I bought a brand new 09 Waverunner and traded mom and mark our half of the boat for their one working Waverunner.  We have had so much fun on the waverunners, being that we live so close to the river, he and I go after work alot and just ride and cool off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2192233693693879667?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2192233693693879667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2192233693693879667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2192233693693879667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2192233693693879667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2919710983637456631</id><published>2009-04-16T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:45:53.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><title type='text'>Planting the garden</title><content type='html'>Tuesday after my interview we decided to go ahead and plant our garden at mom's house. WE didn't do it at my house because our ground is solid rock!!! For weeks we have been nurturing seeds that we had planted in little dixie cups and they were finally ready to be planted in the yard. Lucas and Alexis were both so excited that it was time to plant the seed in the garden because Alexis had picked out some watermelon and pumpkin seeds that she was anxious to get planted in the ground and ready to see them grow.  Most of their time was spent just playing in the sand, however Alexis did help out with coving the seeds occasionally.  They were both so funny though playing in the dirt and they will be even more excited once the plants start producing vegetables.  We ended up planting a lot bigger of a garden than we did last year.  We planted, okra, tomatoes(like 3 differnt kinds), bell peppers, bannana peppers, jalepenos, lettuce, green beans, cucumbers, cantaloup, garlic, onion, watermelon, pumpkin, cilantro and a few other herbs.  Hopefully our garden will produce as much as it did last year or maybe even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYze-LCbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/a0-AmjOQRvg/s1600-h/Easter+09+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYze-LCbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/a0-AmjOQRvg/s400/Easter+09+080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325393094643485106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYzR3CAyI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/4zYIAxTN-YE/s1600-h/Easter+09+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYzR3CAyI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/4zYIAxTN-YE/s400/Easter+09+075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325393091123872546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYzK2ntiI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_0btyQpm24A/s1600-h/Easter+09+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYzK2ntiI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_0btyQpm24A/s400/Easter+09+072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325393089243100706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYy6loUYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ooD4NJJ8XBk/s1600-h/Easter+09+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYy6loUYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ooD4NJJ8XBk/s400/Easter+09+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325393084876870018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2919710983637456631?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2919710983637456631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2919710983637456631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2919710983637456631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2919710983637456631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/04/planting-garden.html' title='Planting the garden'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeYze-LCbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/a0-AmjOQRvg/s72-c/Easter+09+080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-3719779699014069195</id><published>2009-04-16T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:21:51.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>This year I was sort of bummed when I found out that I wasn't going to be able to color eggs with the kiddos.  We had it all planned out to color eggs with Alexis, but she got sick and decided that she didn't want to do them.  So my friend Keisha and I got the bright idea that she and I were going to color eggs because we both hadn't done it in years and neither of us have kids to do them with.  We had quite a fun time coloring eggs and writing silly little messages on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeQ_Q0lqTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/HmFF9FBBJN0/s1600-h/l_2fd838528ff041ebbc7267c997cdc3b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeQ_Q0lqTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/HmFF9FBBJN0/s400/l_2fd838528ff041ebbc7267c997cdc3b2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325384500910598450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeQ_Yk1FFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/SboZ7fidvvI/s1600-h/Easter+09+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeQ_Yk1FFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/SboZ7fidvvI/s400/Easter+09+050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325384502991983698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeQ_E1s64I/AAAAAAAAAZU/hetbnY1ZrBY/s1600-h/Easter+09+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeQ_E1s64I/AAAAAAAAAZU/hetbnY1ZrBY/s400/Easter+09+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325384497694043010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Easter day we spent it at mom and Mark's house with Grandma, Mark, Sundi, Kevin, their 3 kids, Stacie, her two kids, Josh, Keisha, Daniel, and Travis.  We ate a nice big Lunch of meat that Travis smoked at home on our smoker.  After we ate we spent the afternoon outside playing games.  We jumped on the trampoline and showed some of our mad skills(lol), then we decided to play some volleyball with a soccer ball.  Yea so the soccer ball probably wasn't the best idea, but it worked.  Anyways we had a very enjoyable day just hanging out with great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-3719779699014069195?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/3719779699014069195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=3719779699014069195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3719779699014069195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3719779699014069195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SeeQ_Q0lqTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/HmFF9FBBJN0/s72-c/l_2fd838528ff041ebbc7267c997cdc3b2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8124366628979186703</id><published>2009-04-16T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:53:59.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found a job</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let everyone know that after almost a month of searching and finding nothing I finally found a job.  I ended up getting one interview over the phone with a chiropractic company, but I didn't get the job because I didn't have enough experience as a receptionist. :(  Anyways almost a week later I was called by another company and I had an interview on Tuesday and then was asked back again for a second one of Wednessday and I was hired.  It is a AC company called Comfort Experts Hobson's heating and air conditioning here in Weatherford.  My job will be calling people in WEatherford and asking them if they want to get their AC units tuned up. UGH  Im not really sure how I am going to be at this whole sales thing, and I will probably cry the first time I get hung up on, but regardless I am thankful that I have found a job.  I hate that I am going to be one of those annoying people who call other's people's houses and waste their time, but hey I need a job and this is the only one available to me at the moment.  I guess GOD has his reasons for placing me with this company and I hope it all works out and that I will enjoy it.  Im not too happy that I will be working everyother weekend,especially with the summer months approaching, but this summer we wouldn't be able to go to the lake every weekend anyways since my mom is doing the flight attendant thing.  Thanks for all of yall's prayer and support, I really appreciate all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8124366628979186703?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8124366628979186703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8124366628979186703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8124366628979186703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8124366628979186703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-found-job.html' title='I found a job'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2222207234030129720</id><published>2009-04-02T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:48:46.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my last day as a nanny and my emotions have been running high all day!  I had to be at their house at 7:45 because the youngest didn't have school today and all of the other kids were at sleepovers.  It was very hard having to see my boss for the last time because you could tell her emotions were crazy as well being today is also her last day at her job.  After she left the house she sent me a very sweet text message, because she knew if she told me to my face we would both start crying.  I still cried when I read her words because for so many years she has been like family to me, almost like a second mother really.  Anyways the waterworks have been with me on and off all day and I can't even imagine how bad they are going to be when it's time to actually say goodbye tonight as I leave the house and say goodbye to the kids and lock the door for the last time after doing it for over 10 years. These kids have been a part of my life forever now and I treat them as if they were my own.  WOW as I type this Im already crying, it's hard!!!!  Today has been fairly relaxing though, I just have one kid right now and he and I have spent the day playing games on the XBOX and we even went out to lunch together, which was nice.&lt;br /&gt;  Still no word from any of the jobs I applied for, Im keeping my fingers crossed that someone, anyone, will call and offer me something.  PLease continue to pray that I will find something soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2222207234030129720?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2222207234030129720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2222207234030129720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2222207234030129720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2222207234030129720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-my-last-day-as-nanny-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1880845763665707218</id><published>2009-03-31T11:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:59:27.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>Ok so as many of you know I lost my job and this thursday will be my last day. :(  My emotions have really been getting the best of me lately, not only and I not looking forward to saying goodbye to a family that I have been a part of for so long, but I am also annoyed by not being able to find a job.  I have been searching and applying for anything and everything that I qualify for in order to try and find a job ASAP, but I have had no luck!  One of the places I applied for emailed my boss and asked for a reccomendation  and I thought that was good news, but I still haven't heard anything back from them so who knows?  It's so frustrating not being able to find anything with as many businesses as there are out there, but this economy is so crappy right now that most businesses are doing anything and everything to hold on to the employees they do have.  Which makes it that much harder on anyone who is jobless to find a job. UGH!  I am really worried that no one will call me back and i will be left looking for a job, which means Travis will be out there busting his butt and doing everything he can to provide for us.  It's scary not knowing what's going to happen and not knowing what's next?  Please pray that someone will call me back soon with a job offer because I am really starting to get stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1880845763665707218?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1880845763665707218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1880845763665707218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1880845763665707218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1880845763665707218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/03/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-3237219847180642740</id><published>2009-03-24T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:30:54.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday Travis and I and our neighbors/friends from across the street all decided we were going to go to the deer lease for the day because the feeders needed to be fed and lets just face it Daniel was a much better helper with all that corn that I would be.:)  Anyways after driving around on the Ranger and showing them around and feeding all the feeders along the way we decided we were going to do some fishing because there are a ton of ponds at the deer lease and as low as they all were we figured the fish would be starving.  So we tried the first pond out and ended up catching 16 bass in all and some perch.  WE kept 15 of the bass, the 16th one which was the biggest and I caught we decided to put back because she looked like she was full of eggs.  We had a blast catching all of those fish and it was awesome because we caught all of them in about a 2 hour time period.  Our friend Daniel(who is a fishing pro it seems) caught the most of the keepers, but I did it end up catching 5 out of the ones we kept.  When we got home that night we filleted them and since some of the fillets were so huge we cut them in half and ended up getting 40 fillets. YUMMY!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SckjxjD4gBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/vFNstVnDFqs/s1600-h/l_39eb0fd937834cdc875aee4d660b7213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SckjxjD4gBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/vFNstVnDFqs/s400/l_39eb0fd937834cdc875aee4d660b7213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316820169219670034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to include this picture of my two cats as well because they look so pretty! Bella is the one with the white on her and Pinky(after Pinky and the brain) is the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SckmUCtx7eI/AAAAAAAAAZM/9m5wFtXXhlo/s1600-h/l_c2326b102cee4617bf277bcc2c3bfb2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SckmUCtx7eI/AAAAAAAAAZM/9m5wFtXXhlo/s400/l_c2326b102cee4617bf277bcc2c3bfb2d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316822960855707106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got some sad news on Sunday night.  My boss had to let me go from my nanny job which I have been at for over 10 years now.  She was really sad and upset to let me go, but she really had no choice because she was laid off from her job last week.  She decided instead of trying to find another job she was just going to retire and spend time with her kids.  Now I am forced to go out there and try to find another job in this horrible economy.  Everyone keep your fingers crossed that I find something by April 3rd which will be my last day as a nanny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-3237219847180642740?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/3237219847180642740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=3237219847180642740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3237219847180642740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3237219847180642740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-travis-and-i-and-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SckjxjD4gBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/vFNstVnDFqs/s72-c/l_39eb0fd937834cdc875aee4d660b7213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-640349516403431628</id><published>2009-02-09T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:31:00.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis' engagement. LOL</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in awhile so I thought that I would take the time to stop by and tell yall a hilarious story.  Last week I stopped by to visit my niece and nephew after work because I hadn't seen them in awhile and Alexis had been asking about me.  So when I walked in the door Alexis had something to show me.  She proceeded to tell me that she was engaged. WHAT???  Well apparently a boy at her school in kindergarten as well, but not in the same class bought her a little 25 cent ring from one of those machines at walmart and gave it to her.  She told me that his name was Ethan and he's really short, but he's cute. LOL  I can't believe my 6 year old niece already has a boyfriend.  She's taking after her momma chasing after those boys at an early age. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I am so excited this weekend we are going down to Mardi Gras in Galveston like we did last year and there are going to be a few extra people joining us this time around.  Oh yea and the best news of all is that our friends invited us to go with them on a cruise in November and her parents are travel agents so they are sort of getting us a little bit of a cheaper rate.  We are so excited to go, but thank god we have 9 months to save up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-640349516403431628?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/640349516403431628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=640349516403431628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/640349516403431628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/640349516403431628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/02/alexis-engagement-lol.html' title='Alexis&apos; engagement. LOL'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7927922635271418709</id><published>2009-01-20T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:53:04.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so fed up</title><content type='html'>Ok so if you are one of my loyal blog readers yall know that Travis and I absolutely LOVE our house, however, lately we have been having some major problems in our neighbrohood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;It all started out On December 18 when I awoke at 1:45 to my dogs barking horrindously, so I looked out my window to find a man walking withing inches of our bedroom window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt; A couple of weeks ago I think it was the night after New Years because once again Travis was out of town, but I decided I was going to attempt to stay at our house by myself eventhough I was very afraid to do so.  As the night went on I noticed that there was a older model Chevy truck that was cruising through my neighborhood and driving about 5 miles per hour down the streets, he passed my house atleast 4 times, so I decided it was time for me to just leave and go stay at mom's house where my sister and the kids were.  When I was leaving I called one of my neighbors and let them know what was going on and they kept me updated throughout the night.  THey had to call the cops on this guy that night and come to find out someone else also called the cops as well.  Later we found out that the guy lives in the neighborhood and used to work with the security guards we have in our neighborhood to protect the new homes that haven't been sold yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; This Friday night when I got home, a car followed me into the driveway, I recognized the car as one of my neighbors, but being leary I called Travis and asked him to meet me outside because he was already home.  The reason the lady followed me into the driveway was to warn us that her car was stolen from her driveway the night before and just to make sure that we were aware to keep an eye out.  Her story sounded very fishy to us though and makes us wonder if it was an inside job because of some of the things she said.  Immedietly I was FREAKED out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;So lastnight after attending a jewelry party, I got home about 9 or so and pulled into the driveway to find Travis outside with the flashlight.  So I get out of the car and Travis was absolutely LIVID and told me I had to call the cops again tonight and someone else out here called them as well.  Immediatly I went to asking him questions.  He told me that throughout the night cars were hauling butt down the road and peeling out and things so he went outside to see what was going on and heard someone riding on his bicycle, so being cautious he runs inside and grabs his gun(he has his handgun liscense), when he opened the door there was a teenage boy standing at the front door and Travis was like why are you walking up on my house at night, you are gonna get shot if you aren't careful?  So the kid told him that someone was looking inside the kids truck and he just wanted to know if Travis had noticed anyone walking around or anything?  Travis told him no and the guy left.  So he picked up the phone and called the security guy and when they were on the phone he heard 7 gun shots being fired, which now we think might have been warning shots because we were told there might be someone walking around in all black.  So long story short he called the cops again and they came out and looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE just don't know what to do, it's so frustrating that we are in a house we LOVE and one guy has to ruin it all, but we found out some interesting information so we are going to try to use that to get him kicked out.  Hopefully that will work and I can go back to sleeping at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7927922635271418709?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7927922635271418709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7927922635271418709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7927922635271418709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7927922635271418709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-so-fed-up.html' title='Im so fed up'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8903882841319733517</id><published>2009-01-17T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:23:00.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scentsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SXKr8zYU8uI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wqyFlyOCGqQ/s1600-h/index_r2_c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SXKr8zYU8uI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wqyFlyOCGqQ/s400/index_r2_c2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292481573186499298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SXKr85i_7xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fCotdyvu0Lg/s1600-h/DSW-STAR_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SXKr85i_7xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fCotdyvu0Lg/s400/DSW-STAR_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292481574841872146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my friend Traci introduced me to this product and I knew I needed to pass it on to yall.  As soon as I walked into her house and smelled the wonderful aroma and after she told me a little about it, I knew I had to have one!  This product, which I had never heard of, is called Scentsy. It's similar to a candle warmer, except instead of a candle you get cubes of wax that have what seems like a ton of scent in them.  THey have all sorts of different smells and also a lot of different designs for the warmers.  The part that I love the most is that the wax is completely reusable, when you get tired of one scent all you have to do is pour the wax back into the contatiner it came in and let it dry back up and then you can reuse it again.  I myself purchased a Scentsy and in a matter of about 10 minutes my whole house was filled with the wonderful aroma of Amaretto. YUMMY!  Anyways yalls should check it out &lt;a href="http://www.scentsy.com/2322"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8903882841319733517?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8903882841319733517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8903882841319733517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8903882841319733517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8903882841319733517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2009/01/scentsy.html' title='Scentsy'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SXKr8zYU8uI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wqyFlyOCGqQ/s72-c/index_r2_c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8560552430847129295</id><published>2008-12-23T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:25:14.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas yall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SVE7ANv8JrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pulvpuOjO_o/s1600-h/merry_christmas_2007.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SVE7ANv8JrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pulvpuOjO_o/s400/merry_christmas_2007.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283068712759076530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SVE6N2oI8oI/AAAAAAAAAYE/TMTVG44MpMY/s1600-h/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SVE6N2oI8oI/AAAAAAAAAYE/TMTVG44MpMY/s400/christmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283067847558886018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8560552430847129295?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8560552430847129295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8560552430847129295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8560552430847129295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8560552430847129295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-yall.html' title='Merry Christmas yall!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SVE7ANv8JrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pulvpuOjO_o/s72-c/merry_christmas_2007.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2394500079610346550</id><published>2008-12-23T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:02:42.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very terrifying Friday night</title><content type='html'>Ok so Friday night was HORRIBLE!  The night started out perfectly fine, I kept my nephew Lucas and we were home alone playing and having fun!  Everything was GREAT!  At about 10 we decided to head to bead and after some tossin and turnin I finally fell asleep about 12:30.  About and hour or so later I was awakened by my dogs going crazy and barking their heads off at something, as well as the dogs across the street barking too, so I looked out my bedroom window to see what the big commotion was and never in a million years did I think I would see what I saw.  When I looked out my window I saw a man walking towards our front door so immedietly I grabbed my phone and called the cops and started heading to the back door to let my chow in the house because I knew she wouldn't let anything happen to either Lucas or myself.  After a little while I figured he and I were safe because the man never tried to get into the house, come to find out I think he was just taking a walk, but why the heck was he doing it within inches from my bedroom window???  The only reason I think he was just taking a walk is because I saw him on the front porch behind our house and recognized him as the kid about 20 years old who lives there.  He was outside arguing with the lady that lives there, Im not sure if this is his wife or him mom??  Anyways after I got off the phone with the cops I called my mom and she came over because I was determined I wasn't going to stay there the rest of the night because I was SCARED!!  Anyways the cops were out in our neighborhood for awhile and mom and I watched all the action going on behind us and we decided to stay at the house that way we didn't have to wake lucas.  She ended up going to bed, however I couldn't sleep, there was still to much goin on.  After the cops left his house, he got into his truck and started revin the engine and peeling out in the street I guess he was trying to get the ladies attention, but instead he ended up getting the cops called on him again by one of the other neighbors.  When the cops finally got back out there they talked to he and the lady for about 30 minutes and they finally got everything solved by 5am and I went to bed after that.  I still don't know whether the guy was thinking about breaking in, but thank god he didn't, eventhough I had a minor heartattack. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2394500079610346550?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2394500079610346550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2394500079610346550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2394500079610346550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2394500079610346550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-very-terrifying-friday-night.html' title='My very terrifying Friday night'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-9018221227456632088</id><published>2008-12-18T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:30:45.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sure do like those Christmas cookies!</title><content type='html'>So lastnight my sister and mom decided they were going to bake some Christmas cookies for Alexis class Christmas party on Friday, so of course they called me and invited me.  I have to tell yall, we had so much fun!  When I got there they already had the cookies ready and all there was left to do was decorate them, JOY I was nominated for this job and let's just say I am not that artistic!!!  So after we made some blue, red, white,brown and yellow icing, me, Alexis, Lucas, Stacie and brace yourselves for this one, &lt;strong&gt;TRAVIS&lt;/strong&gt; sat down to decorate cookies.  Lucas sat on my lap and decided he was going to help me decorate my cookies, or more like eat the candies off my cookie as I put them on. :)  It turns out Travis was the best at spreading the icing on, apparently he has more patience than we do.  Anyways our cookies didn't look perfect, but we had a &lt;strong&gt;BLAST&lt;/strong&gt; doing them.  I love my family, we always have so much fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-82.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3026418949594739074&amp;amp;site=widget-82.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949594739074&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-82.slide.com/p1/3026418949594739074/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949594739074&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-82.slide.com/p2/3026418949594739074/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3026418949594739074&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-82.slide.com/p4/3026418949594739074/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-9018221227456632088?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/9018221227456632088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=9018221227456632088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/9018221227456632088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/9018221227456632088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-sure-do-like-those-christmas-cookies.html' title='I sure do like those Christmas cookies!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2132428816495405150</id><published>2008-12-10T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:26:09.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii FIt</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/Wii_fit_board-1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright first I want to begin by saying I am not a product tester or anything like that, however I wanted to put my opinion of this out there. Last week my husband bought me a Wii Fit for Christmas, normally I don't get to open my gifts early, but since he didn't bother to wrap it because he had to haul butt to the store to get the last one before it was sold out, I got to play it! SWEET!! Let me just tell you, it's sort of challenging!!! The first thing the game does is find you weight, center of balance(COB) and you body mass index(BMI, then it puts all of that together and tells you weather it thinks you are underweight-obese.(I'm not telling where I fell on the scale!) Anyways then you get to play games that are set into different categories such as Yoga, Balance games, Aerobics and Strength training. In each section it has all sorts of activities to do, I have tried all the sections, but not all of the games. Over all I am very impressed by the games and actually feel like I am getting a workout with most of them and they are definitely challenging. The game even has a place where each user can go in and set goals for themselves and a calender that you stamp each day you work out, built into the game. I think I can definitely loose weight using it as long as I keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2132428816495405150?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2132428816495405150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2132428816495405150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2132428816495405150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2132428816495405150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/12/wii-fit.html' title='Wii FIt'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8715863218704535125</id><published>2008-12-03T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:27:52.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas decor</title><content type='html'>This year I am so happy to say that Travis and I got to decorate the outside of our house with christmas lights.  I am so ecstatic about that because eventhough we have lived on our own for quite sometime now, I have never had the oppurtunity to actually put lights on the house.  At the old house I would decorate our porch and that was it, but this year we decorated the whole house. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbcjSSc0nI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2mgwfMUflg8/s1600-h/l_de88f221cfdf468f9c88b1eddd332a4e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbcjSSc0nI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2mgwfMUflg8/s400/l_de88f221cfdf468f9c88b1eddd332a4e.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275646512273871474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbcjOVRHHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/d2l1lpcidDY/s1600-h/l_742ebc2f8eff4beea56e62d1c59c0491.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbcjOVRHHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/d2l1lpcidDY/s400/l_742ebc2f8eff4beea56e62d1c59c0491.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275646511211945074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbci984ysI/AAAAAAAAAWs/SVrCH8Psl0Y/s1600-h/l_9ba1d50ca08a40b4b045c0eacbd99def.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbci984ysI/AAAAAAAAAWs/SVrCH8Psl0Y/s400/l_9ba1d50ca08a40b4b045c0eacbd99def.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275646506814720706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we finally have a fireplace at our house after all these years, when we were buliding the new house we knew that a fireplace was definately a number one priority.  So when it got cold enough to finally light a fire that is exactly what we did and boy let me tell you it was so AWESOME having the fireplace because we were able to turn the heater off completely and stay warm from the fire.  I love it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbdKm57slI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NlEZ--8EQhU/s1600-h/l_495c04098b03446f9fc6621365b661f1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbdKm57slI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NlEZ--8EQhU/s400/l_495c04098b03446f9fc6621365b661f1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275647187823080018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Travis and I still love our house so much and it really feels like home, Im so glad that we decided to build!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8715863218704535125?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8715863218704535125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8715863218704535125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8715863218704535125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8715863218704535125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-decor.html' title='Christmas decor'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STbcjSSc0nI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2mgwfMUflg8/s72-c/l_de88f221cfdf468f9c88b1eddd332a4e.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1797421526186311667</id><published>2008-12-02T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:06:18.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving was GREAT!</title><content type='html'>It seems to be a ritual with my niece and nephew every year that when there are leaves on the ground it must mean they need to be raked and jumped in.  So who do you think the first person they rely on to jump in them with them??  Good ole DUH (me)!  I got off a little early on tuesday so I went home and changed and before I knew it the phone was ringing for me to come over to mom's and watch the kids so Stacie and Mom could put lights on her house.  So I went over there and had no idea what the kids had in store for me. :)  The second I walked in the door they started begging me to go outside with them and rake the leaves so they could jump in them.  Being the &lt;strong&gt;sucker&lt;/strong&gt; I am I decided that I would do it.  The kids had so much fun jumping in the leaves, which was pretty suprising to me since last year Lucas was scared have to death of them and cried the second the leaves touched him.  They took turns this year shoving eachother in the pile and then raking the leaves back up so they could do it again. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUWjdyNrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/x5hxY3-_Hzw/s1600-h/l_bc70a3bd5d45455ca941f1b1bcd28ff6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUWjdyNrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/x5hxY3-_Hzw/s400/l_bc70a3bd5d45455ca941f1b1bcd28ff6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275285653732603570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Once they got tired of that, they ganged up on me and started chasing me around the yard with handfuls of leaves.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUwoBC5ZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/oeRUl2Exo-E/s1600-h/l_7f2ebff9b91a40628f9494096173510c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUwoBC5ZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/oeRUl2Exo-E/s400/l_7f2ebff9b91a40628f9494096173510c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275286101630838162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUwR6YO4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/RrxeG-iCE_4/s1600-h/l_ed9419cd90954cab8f60bcb6e1db26a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUwR6YO4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/RrxeG-iCE_4/s400/l_ed9419cd90954cab8f60bcb6e1db26a4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275286095697296258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUL2lztmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/hGtBWEQ55N0/s1600-h/l_196d05dfbe394d49af34110e3d7523ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUL2lztmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/hGtBWEQ55N0/s400/l_196d05dfbe394d49af34110e3d7523ac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275285469887968866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWULoB9-nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/R96bVBhY2eY/s1600-h/l_9d53565df7ae4bcfb0fee038abebd4fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWULoB9-nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/R96bVBhY2eY/s400/l_9d53565df7ae4bcfb0fee038abebd4fe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275285465979550322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWULZ_aFyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JLjHjnvduyM/s1600-h/l_3e5228a7fd894fe59ec14c9857eae94b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWULZ_aFyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JLjHjnvduyM/s400/l_3e5228a7fd894fe59ec14c9857eae94b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275285462210713378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWVB5mAlkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/TWtwQhyQ-GQ/s1600-h/l_abfe2cc360844455965deabfa80e66e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWVB5mAlkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/TWtwQhyQ-GQ/s400/l_abfe2cc360844455965deabfa80e66e5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275286398407054914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, or those who read my last blog know, that Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year.  This year it was as amazing as usual, at one time we had over 30 people at my mom's house. WOW!!  The food was wonderful and as always there was way too much!!  Our day was filled with football, food and family and I wouldn't have it any other way!:)&lt;br /&gt;All of the kids minus Jaden, aidan and caleb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWSV8VySYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NoJu6lWVM-4/s1600-h/l_315f73ef2c8e4f70b7734ddf5c6a8a14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWSV8VySYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NoJu6lWVM-4/s400/l_315f73ef2c8e4f70b7734ddf5c6a8a14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275283444206815618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1797421526186311667?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1797421526186311667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1797421526186311667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1797421526186311667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1797421526186311667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-was-great.html' title='Thanksgiving was GREAT!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/STWUWjdyNrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/x5hxY3-_Hzw/s72-c/l_bc70a3bd5d45455ca941f1b1bcd28ff6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-3328064974897204998</id><published>2008-11-21T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:03:20.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 new one's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SSbpmJQClRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/b91vNwZsGGM/s1600-h/New+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SSbpmJQClRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/b91vNwZsGGM/s400/New+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271157255411242258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SSbplwCHPKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/XLefJxckMYY/s1600-h/New+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SSbplwCHPKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/XLefJxckMYY/s400/New+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271157248641940642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two new necklaces I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-3328064974897204998?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/3328064974897204998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=3328064974897204998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3328064974897204998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3328064974897204998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-new-ones.html' title='2 new one&apos;s'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SSbpmJQClRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/b91vNwZsGGM/s72-c/New+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6767736455723019932</id><published>2008-11-11T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:44:11.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just bloggin</title><content type='html'>I cannot begin to tell yall how completely &lt;strong&gt;excited&lt;/strong&gt; I am to have my grandma, sister and the kids back in town atleast for a little while.  It's so nice to know that whenever I am feeling down or just want to hang out with someone all I have to do is drive a couple of miles and there they are!  I was always feeling down and out when they weren't here because I missed them so much, it was so hard having them so far away.  The kids are so funny and they constatly make me laugh, I can always count on them to turn a completely horrible day into a wonderful day.  I love walking through the door and seing the excitement on their faces as they scream Duh duh!(&lt;em&gt;It completly melts my heart and makes me feel so loved&lt;/em&gt;)  I am also looking forward to many nights at mom's house, just like we used to do, girl's night as we called them, because the boys were all at the deer lease and it was nothing, but us girls.  I honestly didn't think these days would come again and now they have and I'm stoked to be able to spend time with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6767736455723019932?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6767736455723019932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6767736455723019932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6767736455723019932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6767736455723019932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-bloggin.html' title='just bloggin'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7756124085731882371</id><published>2008-11-04T10:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:48:51.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITED</title><content type='html'>Im so excited for Friday, if you wanna know why ask me because I cant really share it with certain people right now, but I am &lt;strong&gt;REALLY EXCITED&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!  Also I want to remind everyone to go out there and &lt;strong&gt;VOTE&lt;/strong&gt; today, this is the most important election of my lifetime so far and everyone needs to &lt;strong&gt;VOTE&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7756124085731882371?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7756124085731882371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7756124085731882371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7756124085731882371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7756124085731882371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/11/excited.html' title='EXCITED'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7229059255967046705</id><published>2008-11-01T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:07:56.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>This year halloween was really depressing for me.  Not only did I have to work, but I didn't get to go trick or treating with my niece and nephew like I normally do. &lt;br /&gt;:(  My sister decided to stay in Katy this year for trick~or~treating because Alexis really wanted to go with her friend Savannah.  Alexis dressed up as some sort of princess this year which is a huge change because it never fails every year that her grandma takes her she is a freakin black cat, I mean how lame is that being a cat every year.  So this year Stacie was in charge and Alexis got to choose what she wanted to be.  Lucas was a little fire man and the pictures were so adorable!!  So I can say that this halloween was officially the worst halloween ever for me since I sat at home alone all night doing nothing.  I hope all of the rest of you had wonderful halloweens.  I have to say though I am so excited for Thanksgiving my mom ended up getting it off somehow so we get to celebrate at her house with the family.  Thanksgiving is my FAVORITE holiday by far because it's the only one where the whole entire family gets together and of course the food is always amazing.  I can't wait to have some of my grandma's famous stuffing, I look forward to eating it year round, it's so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/thAMANDA__0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7229059255967046705?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7229059255967046705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7229059255967046705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7229059255967046705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7229059255967046705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7886890740956428491</id><published>2008-10-24T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:11:20.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>Alot of changes are about to take place in my life, but I believe that after we all get adjusted, it will all be for the better.  We have a wonderful family to help everyone through and Im positive they will be there every step of the way! :)  Stay strong and know it's all for the best in the end!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/daisyqueen33/Amanda_s.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7886890740956428491?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7886890740956428491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7886890740956428491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7886890740956428491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7886890740956428491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/10/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6886348924259383291</id><published>2008-10-20T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:14:52.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='softball'/><title type='text'>Horrible day</title><content type='html'>I am goin to tell you right I am pretty mad/upset right now so &lt;strong&gt;grandma &lt;/strong&gt;if you are reading this please be ware, I am not happy and I am using this blog to vent!  Today started out as an okay day, except for the fact that I had a pounding headache and got some pretty bad news this morning, but I coped and was ok and dealing by the time I got off work tonight.  I was so stoked to be going to our double header tonight at the softball field because I really enjoy playing and we always have a GREAT time.  So I got there and we played our first game and the lady that is the head of the team sort of(our team really has no coach and if we would definetaly practice more) started getting really discouraged on the first inning because no one could make a play for shit and we made 2 outs instantly, but struggled to get the 3rd out(remember I said we DONT PRACTICE)!  Anyways we finally ended up getting the third out and we went into the dug out and that's when it all started, the coach started tearing into us for not playing our best and what not because she let's every little thing bring her down and takes alot of her negativity out on the team!  So when she started getting pissed off at everyone and saying yall need to play harder, blah blah blah, I said Im sorry I screwed it all up because two balls came to me and of course I got them and threw them in, but for some reason I was trying to throw home, but i kept throwing to the pitcher instead.  Ok I don't think I was doing anything wrong here, but admiting my mistake, and let me tell you almost every freakin ball was hit to me tonight and I worked my ass of to run up on them and to throw them in, I think she knew this, but was pissed off so she didn't care what good we had done.  Then finally the game was over and we went across and said, "good game" to the other players and then our team ran through and slapped our hands because we just think it's funny, well apparently our coach was the first one of our teammates to run through the line and instantly, on instict I put my hand down after their last teammate went through and missed hitting the coaches hand all together. Oh boy her comes the childishness right here, so get ready, anyways after we all got done slapping hands the coach went into the duggout and started throwing her shit in her bat bag and saying Im not taking this shit so Im just gonna go to the car while yall play the next game and Im gonna wait for her ass in the parking lot.  So of course everyone was like what's wrong who are you talking about, what's going on?  Come to find out she was pissed at me for not highfiving her, yea that's right me not high fiving her, &lt;strong&gt;HOW FREAKIN CHILDISH IS THAT&lt;/strong&gt;????  So then after we sat there waiting for the next game and she was being all pissy and telling everyone what happened she walked up to us and said,"Ok everyone plays the same positions they were playing the last game and then she looked at me and said,"Except you, your aren't playing."  I was like ok well first of all I dind't even realize I missed your damn hand in the first place, but if that's the way you want it to be then fine, Im not the type of person do do something like that.  So being the AWESOMEST people ever 2 of the girls Danna and Tiffany walked out with me because they knew that I would &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; do something like that because that's just not the type of person I am!!  I really am thankful for those two for walking out with me, because being a person that doesn't have many friends I have never in my life had someone stick up for me like that and I really appreciate it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question to anyone that's reading this, do you think I was in the wrong here?  I mean to me she was being really childish about a stupid mistake, which I totally never meant to do and she really just needs to &lt;strong&gt;GROW UP&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!  Of course though already having self esteem issues from my father treating me the way he did I cried all the way home because I never meant to hurt anyone.  Thanks again girls for being there for me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6886348924259383291?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6886348924259383291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6886348924259383291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6886348924259383291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6886348924259383291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/10/horrible-day.html' title='Horrible day'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1419991276306154387</id><published>2008-10-13T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:10:26.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freecycle.org</title><content type='html'>My friend Lauren actually stumbled apon this website and she passed it on to all of her blogging friends.  I have come to find this site as pretty AWESOME!!  Here's the deal, you go &lt;a href="http://www.freecycle.org/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;  and you find a group in your area and sign up for it.  From there you get email alerts when someone post something new in your area.  The site is where people can post things they want to get rid of, but don't necessarily want to throw away.  You never know what people are going to post, I have seen all sorts of things being posted from hottubs, dressers, and boats, to clothes and animals.  You can post whatever you want to get rid of, it sort of like goodwill except you know exactly who and where your items you are giving away are going to.  My friend Lauren has come across some dining room chairs and an antique trunk, she totally redid the dining room chairs and they are BEAUTIFUL and as for the trunk she used it as a table and it looks really nice as well.  Check the site out and let me know what you think.  Oh yea and be sure if you find something really interesting you let me know. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1419991276306154387?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1419991276306154387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1419991276306154387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1419991276306154387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1419991276306154387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/10/freecycleorg.html' title='freecycle.org'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2978907557096003864</id><published>2008-10-07T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:32:04.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend</title><content type='html'>So this weekend we had another venture to Katy, but this time it wasn't just for a visit, but also to move my grandma and to celebrate my nephews second birthday. (OMG I can't believe he's gonna be 2 on the 16th!!)  So we left bright and early Friday morning because Travis and my step dad left early to go and pick up my grandma and her fifth wheel from Fredricksburg and we were up anyways.  Mom and I just went ahead and drove to Katy.  We went with Stacie to pick Alexis up from school and she was so cute when she saw us she ran up to us and gave us the biggest hug in the world, I swear for a minute I thought she wasn't going to let go.  I love going to see them because the kids are the only people who truly make me feel wanted in this world because they are always so excited to see me.  Later that night after Alexis went to her mom's we decided to meet up with the boys and all go to our favorite mexcian restraunt there called Los Cucos (It's so AMAZING) anyways on friday nights they have a mariachi band that walks around the restraunt taking request for songs, when they got into the room that we were in they played the chicken dance, the marcarena and we requested sir a.(Me, mom and Stacie were all a little tipsy at this point because the margarita's are to die for there. :)  Anyways one of the guys in the band was hilarious when they were playing the marcarena, he would really get into the song and shake his hips, it was funny.  GOOD TIMES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt5mSJJjVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SX38Pprf41U/s1600-h/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt5mSJJjVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SX38Pprf41U/s400/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254427088870018386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now on to Saturday for Lucas' birthday party.  The birthday party was actually a pretty good turn out of family members, which was great being that no one but stacie and now grandma flo are living there.  There were several people who drove up for the night to celebrate his bday with us.  For the most part things went smoothly until he started opening his presents with Alexis, he totally started flipping out because there were way to many noisy things,I guess he was a little overwhelmed, he even started taking the bolts off of his drum set because of all the noise. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt6BEAlxUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xpiE_XcVwDg/s1600-h/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt6BEAlxUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xpiE_XcVwDg/s400/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254427548932490562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The cake part went smoothly though, my sister and her friend actually homeade the cake this year and it turned out ADORABLE and really tasty too!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt6lPGBL5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NiDtqVePym4/s1600-h/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt6lPGBL5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NiDtqVePym4/s400/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428170383339410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt6lQ6AKJI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ee_szMdQbtQ/s1600-h/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt6lQ6AKJI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ee_szMdQbtQ/s400/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428170869811346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He was really into everyone singing to him and even blowing out his candles, atleast he wasnt upset the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt7CwpUtGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Mc_YU7a7UPw/s1600-h/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt7CwpUtGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Mc_YU7a7UPw/s400/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428677605995618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Im so happy that alot of the family were able to make it for Lucas's birthday party, that will really make it more memorable for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2978907557096003864?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2978907557096003864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2978907557096003864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2978907557096003864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2978907557096003864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-weekend.html' title='This weekend'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SOt5mSJJjVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SX38Pprf41U/s72-c/Lucas%27+2nd+bday+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8078982066443465877</id><published>2008-09-16T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:52:48.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane pics</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos of Hurricane Ike's aftermath.  It is truly saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2008/09/the_short_but_eventful_life_of.html"&gt;Hurricane Ike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8078982066443465877?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8078982066443465877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8078982066443465877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8078982066443465877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8078982066443465877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-pics.html' title='Hurricane pics'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5372489700077205687</id><published>2008-09-15T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:08:14.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Ike</title><content type='html'>I am truly saddened by the hurricane that hit Galveston Island and many other parts of TX this weekend. As many of you know Galveston was a popular vacation spot for my family and I for many years now. We have been going there since I was a child and any many ways it has become a second home. It kills me to see the photos and videos, seeing how much was truly destroyed and battered by the hurricane. Many of the local souvenir shops and restaurants that I have visited many times were completely destroyed and most of them are laying in thousands of pieces along the seawall.  Historic places such as the Balaneeze and Murdoch's were completely distroyed and as for the Flagship hotel that sat on the ocean, it held up but had severe damage.  So SAD!!!Galveston is such a neat little town and beautiful as well and cleaning it up will probably be a slow on going process, but in the end I hope it's just as beautiful as it once was.  Already there has been so much help from all over which is great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5372489700077205687?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5372489700077205687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5372489700077205687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5372489700077205687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5372489700077205687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-ike.html' title='Hurricane Ike'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4990615748023606696</id><published>2008-09-08T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:17:22.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish we could find a cure</title><content type='html'>There is a lady that I have know for awhile who I see on a daily basis during the work week.  About a year or so ago, she found out that she has cancer, after visiting the hospital for an rib injury, and she had been getting alot of treatments to try and fight the disease.  She has flown all over the US trying to find a cure for her cancer.  Today I found out that not only has her cancer spread, but it is almost all over her body now, including her skull, the only place in her body that the cancer is currently not attacking is her brain, kidneys and her colon.  This is very saddening news to me because she and her husband take care of their grandchild full time, because for some reason his parents can't afford to take care of him, and she is someone that he looks up to dearly and relies on. The grandson not only goes to school with the kids I babysit, but is and has been one of the twins closest friends for years now, so if something happens to her, it will also affect the kids I watch.  They see her every other day because we carpool with them.  None of the kids know anything about the news that we heard today and I know they will be heartbroken when they find out eventually. I just can't believe that after all of the money they have spent to get rid of the cancer it is still in her body and getting much worse.  She is such a sweet lady who truly cares about everyone, it really breaks my heart!!!  They are going to continue to search for a cure for her and to fight her illness and I hope that in the end she is cured and that we all will be left happy and full of joy, instead of heartbroken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4990615748023606696?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4990615748023606696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4990615748023606696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4990615748023606696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4990615748023606696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish-we-could-find-cure.html' title='I wish we could find a cure'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-9169076582820484236</id><published>2008-09-02T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:11:08.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times!</title><content type='html'>Most of you that know me know that I grew up being a little bit of a tomboy, but as I grew up I slowly grew out of that and sort of turned girly.(besides a few things of course like me liking to fish, go muddin and some other things.)  Anyways all my life I grew up around guns and people in my family have alwasy owned them and hunted with them for as long as I can remember, but me myself have never owned a gun nor shot any kind of gun besides of course an airsoft gun. :)  Anyways last year on a day that no one else was going to the deer lease during dove season I went with Travis because I felt bad that he was going to be down there alone and well lets face it our fifth wheel is down there and we have it stocked up with all the ammenities of home.  After hunting with him that afternoon and having a blast because there were so many birds flying and by the time travis would shoot a few and get his gun reloaded more would swarm us.  So this year after me telling him how much fun I had last year on that particular hunting trip he decided to go out and buy me my own shotgun so I could go to the lease with him and try to shoot a few dove myself. LOL  Remember me saying that I have NEVER shot any sort of gun in my life??  Well I ended up not being able to shoot any dove that day, however I did shoot a poor little bull frog, which I was sort of proud of because I actually hit something. :) The trip over all was really fun, Mark and Travis ended up shooting their limit of birds that day because there were so many in flight.  I feel better knowing how to shoot a gun now because Travis is out of town alot and always leaves a pistol at home for me just incase something happened, but before I never knew how to shoot it and now I do so it might come in handy one day, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SL2dxlkX-mI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n200T7JEnOU/s1600-h/l_7ece80d110a8cf0b8d67d6028c25ded0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SL2dxlkX-mI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n200T7JEnOU/s400/l_7ece80d110a8cf0b8d67d6028c25ded0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241519016552954466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SL2dx8DaKxI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ufAWXohhKH4/s1600-h/l_23bf5929fbe5b9598dc1bbf0a14886df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SL2dx8DaKxI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ufAWXohhKH4/s400/l_23bf5929fbe5b9598dc1bbf0a14886df.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241519022588701458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SL2dyKpTYTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ggMnHHD4r3o/s1600-h/l_b1c287053e15bd3d58f4d63e74dce6a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SL2dyKpTYTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ggMnHHD4r3o/s400/l_b1c287053e15bd3d58f4d63e74dce6a2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241519026505736498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-9169076582820484236?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/9169076582820484236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=9169076582820484236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/9169076582820484236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/9169076582820484236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-times.html' title='Fun times!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SL2dxlkX-mI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n200T7JEnOU/s72-c/l_7ece80d110a8cf0b8d67d6028c25ded0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5072995474658829263</id><published>2008-08-19T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:13:18.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Total dissappointment</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in a situation where you met the greatest people in the world and then you find out that you were totally wrong about those people?  Well that just happened to me and to be honest with you it's really sort of dissappointing!  I was in total aww when I found out I was wrong about them because they are truly GREAT, Genuine people and to be honest with you I can usually read a person like a book when I first meet them, but that was not the case this time. :(  Perhaps the information I learned can be forgotten, but I still dont agree with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5072995474658829263?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5072995474658829263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5072995474658829263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5072995474658829263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5072995474658829263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/08/total-dissappointment.html' title='Total dissappointment'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8462109995035477901</id><published>2008-08-12T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:29:48.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first game.</title><content type='html'>So lastnight was our first softball game and we WON!!!  We were all pretty nervous about our game because like I said over half of these girls have ever played, but we pulled through and won the game.  The pitcher for the other team was HORRIBLE and walked us half the time, however there were a few of us who were able to slam the ball and score some extra runs the hard way.  I played outfield because I am pretty good at catching fly balls, but we didn't get the chance to catch any balls.  All of them stayed in the infield and all of us outfielders were bored to tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8462109995035477901?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8462109995035477901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8462109995035477901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8462109995035477901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8462109995035477901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-first-game.html' title='Our first game.'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6141867732130674696</id><published>2008-08-07T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:16:45.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball scrimmage</title><content type='html'>Lastnight was our first softball scrimmage and we did pretty well for half the girls not even really knowing how to play.  We didn't scrimmage against a real team, but we had friends and family of our team come out and play a game against us so we could get some practice game time in.  For the most part the other team was full of men who could hit further then we ever dreamed of and they gave me quite a workout in the outfield, but it was FUN!  I got my jersey lastnight too and the jersey's are cute besides the fact that they are pink and our name is the Sweet Spots, I mean how intimidating are pink Jerseys?  I really like pink though so I guess the shirt color is ok and I happen to look pretty good in the color as well so I gave them bonus points for that. LOL  Anyways we tied the game 21 to 21 and everyone did really well hitting and fielding so I think maybe we have a chance of winning a few of our real games, who knows.  I am still really happy I was asked to play because I think I might actually be loosing a few pounds which is always GREAT and not to mention I am not feeling as winded when I am running the bases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6141867732130674696?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6141867732130674696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6141867732130674696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6141867732130674696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6141867732130674696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/08/softball-scrimmage.html' title='Softball scrimmage'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6575318139619841944</id><published>2008-07-30T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:21:39.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin some softball</title><content type='html'>So lastnight was awesome!  After some thought I decided to go with my friend Kari to softball practice.  Our friend Danna works for a Dr in Fort worth and they decided to put together an all girls softball team, but they didn't have enough players so Kari thought of me and called and asked me if I wanted to join.  I'll admit I was very skeptical at first, but I went to practice lastnight and I am glad that I went.  It was so much fun playing ball again and catching balls as well as hitting them.  The best part is that we are actuallly playing for FUN which is something I have always wanted to do.  For the most part the team is pretty good, I must admit some of the players are well BAD, but I think after a few practices they will get better.  Some of the girls could bat pretty well, but for the most part they were shocked at how well Kari and I could bat because let's just say she and I could pretty much hit it out of the park if we wanted to.  I am so happy for this oppurtunity and I am hoping it will help get me into shape.  Thanks again Kari for inviting me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6575318139619841944?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6575318139619841944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6575318139619841944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6575318139619841944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6575318139619841944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/07/playin-some-softball.html' title='Playin some softball'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5278970651138115824</id><published>2008-07-29T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:10:07.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog carnival</title><content type='html'>Hey yall I wanted to let everyone know that Bloggy giveaways is having their quarterly blog giveaway, it is an oppurtunity for everyone to win some great prizes.  If yall are interested click on the Bloggy giveaways link on my page and sign up for some great prizes.  Most of them allow anyone to enter, but some just allow bloggers to enter. Enjoy and GOOD LUCK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5278970651138115824?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5278970651138115824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5278970651138115824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5278970651138115824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5278970651138115824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-carnival.html' title='Blog carnival'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4787439332676247054</id><published>2008-07-25T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:03.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 new ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SIp7zzk37DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/M8i3InJvJgk/s1600-h/Cats+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SIp7zzk37DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/M8i3InJvJgk/s400/Cats+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227126447465294898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SIp70bFpT0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/h6b77QaJeNI/s1600-h/Cats+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SIp70bFpT0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/h6b77QaJeNI/s400/Cats+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227126458071732034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4787439332676247054?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4787439332676247054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4787439332676247054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4787439332676247054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4787439332676247054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-new-ones.html' title='2 new ones'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SIp7zzk37DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/M8i3InJvJgk/s72-c/Cats+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5659112082182948087</id><published>2008-07-14T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:04.151-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewelry'/><title type='text'>A new Hobby</title><content type='html'>So my sister and her friend Ashley started making their own jewelry so being the jewelry lover that I am I decided to try it out as well.  I have made 2 necklace, bracelet, and earring sets and also one other necklace.  I am really enjoying it, tell me what yall think of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHueT77vmbI/AAAAAAAAANI/aMakbLhs75o/s1600-h/IMG_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHueT77vmbI/AAAAAAAAANI/aMakbLhs75o/s320/IMG_0434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222942258209200562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHueUfPNdsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6pIeyBD10To/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHueUfPNdsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/6pIeyBD10To/s320/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222942267686090434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHueUmhygFI/AAAAAAAAANY/AdlClrLgegQ/s1600-h/IMG_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHueUmhygFI/AAAAAAAAANY/AdlClrLgegQ/s320/IMG_0545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222942269643063378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5659112082182948087?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5659112082182948087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5659112082182948087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5659112082182948087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5659112082182948087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-hobby.html' title='A new Hobby'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHueT77vmbI/AAAAAAAAANI/aMakbLhs75o/s72-c/IMG_0434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7464724538724801734</id><published>2008-07-14T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:05.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She DID it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBtA8g_SI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9QLlh5HeZ48/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBtA8g_SI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9QLlh5HeZ48/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222910803214138658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBuKcM5wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cWLu_4fYPDw/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBuKcM5wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cWLu_4fYPDw/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222910822942828290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHt_n5cupPI/AAAAAAAAAME/n5-M2dkRYS8/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHt_n5cupPI/AAAAAAAAAME/n5-M2dkRYS8/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222908516279166194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted everyone to know that my mom is now a SOuthwest Airlines Flight attendent.  She got her hard earned wings on Friday and she is now free to roam about the country.(LOL that's what they say at southwest)  She wasn't sure sometimes that she was going to make it through because the test were very tedious, but she ended up passing all of them with flying colors and never made under a 92.  We are all so very proud of her and I am so happy that after a yr of waiting on this job she finally got it.&lt;br /&gt;    Her graduation was so much fun!  When we first got there we had to wait on her to come up front with us because we had to have a special badge to be able to walk around the headquarters.  First we went up stairs to something called the Poolie, which is a small model of a real plane that is indoors.  Alot of her training took place within the poolie and the surrounding areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBtA8g_SI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9QLlh5HeZ48/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBtA8g_SI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9QLlh5HeZ48/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222910803214138658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBuKcM5wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cWLu_4fYPDw/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBuKcM5wI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cWLu_4fYPDw/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222910822942828290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Our next stop was to the Southwest Cafeteria where you could look through the glass windows and see an extravagant view of Dallas and if you looked through the other side of the windows there were planes taking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuDp6o6ukI/AAAAAAAAAMo/vxq97ysP89E/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuDp6o6ukI/AAAAAAAAAMo/vxq97ysP89E/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222912949004974658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuDqZlGhYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Pqxcpfd71UU/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuDqZlGhYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Pqxcpfd71UU/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222912957310469506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to graduation which I have to say was the most fun filled and energetic graduation I have ever been to, before the graduation started we could hear the whole class(75 people) in the hallway chanting class 242!! Then when they all piled in the room the excitement just kept going.  After the graduation was over mom took us up to the roof of Southwest where we watched planes take off. ON our way up to the roof they have a whole hallways filled with uniforms of the Southwest employees from the past, some of them were very entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuFo6lTO-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/tS7Z_BWed6A/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuFo6lTO-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/tS7Z_BWed6A/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915130833189858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuFpU8NpTI/AAAAAAAAANA/nRW_xnQQ9Ho/s1600-h/Mom%27s+graduation+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuFpU8NpTI/AAAAAAAAANA/nRW_xnQQ9Ho/s320/Mom%27s+graduation+056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915137908614450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7464724538724801734?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7464724538724801734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7464724538724801734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7464724538724801734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7464724538724801734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-did-it.html' title='She DID it!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHuBtA8g_SI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9QLlh5HeZ48/s72-c/Mom%27s+graduation+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7077527033176597757</id><published>2008-07-07T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:06.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to put some pics up of some of the house.  I didn't include pics of two of the rooms because they are unpacked still and undecorated. Oh yes and let me tell you we would have more greenery in the yard, but the yard is solid rock so we were lucky to get the trees we did plant planted.&lt;br /&gt;The Front of our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLduiYOjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/c0py7KonaX0/s1600-h/House+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLduiYOjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/c0py7KonaX0/s320/House+101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220317892156340786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peach tree and Crape Myrtle in front of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLeNfIBmI/AAAAAAAAALE/Bmz_G-TtG6w/s1600-h/House+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLeNfIBmI/AAAAAAAAALE/Bmz_G-TtG6w/s320/House+103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220317900464195170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backyard and the Crape Myrtle I planted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLeSSVBYI/AAAAAAAAALM/ab3TXoliuLU/s1600-h/House+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLeSSVBYI/AAAAAAAAALM/ab3TXoliuLU/s320/House+109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220317901752698242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spare bathroom TX themed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLen5kS1I/AAAAAAAAALU/Y0BhsOUwazQ/s1600-h/House+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLen5kS1I/AAAAAAAAALU/Y0BhsOUwazQ/s320/House+111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220317907554421586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our big Ole bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN8jQuIRI/AAAAAAAAALc/6t7TI64Fs5g/s1600-h/House+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN8jQuIRI/AAAAAAAAALc/6t7TI64Fs5g/s320/House+112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220320620728688914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dresser with cowhide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN8yFIx9I/AAAAAAAAALk/hQEagOJSTgc/s1600-h/House+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN8yFIx9I/AAAAAAAAALk/hQEagOJSTgc/s320/House+114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220320624706635730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Armoire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN9VfUykI/AAAAAAAAALs/xG1Y8c_mH5k/s1600-h/House+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN9VfUykI/AAAAAAAAALs/xG1Y8c_mH5k/s320/House+115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220320634211715650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new flatscreen in our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN90lxx2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/uUUScKinhpI/s1600-h/House+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN90lxx2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/uUUScKinhpI/s320/House+117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220320642560280418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bathrub with lots of candles:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN-gOMjTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/koC3qJOp-rY/s1600-h/House+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJN-gOMjTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/koC3qJOp-rY/s320/House+118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220320654272531762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7077527033176597757?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7077527033176597757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7077527033176597757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7077527033176597757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7077527033176597757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-house.html' title='Our house'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SHJLduiYOjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/c0py7KonaX0/s72-c/House+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4002659601857941867</id><published>2008-07-07T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:12:22.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a GREAT 4th or July</title><content type='html'>My 4th of July began with me waking up and worrying about what kind of day was ahead of me because we were going to Bridgeport to the lakehouse to visit dad, my step mom, my step brother, my step sister in law and my step niece.  First we had to stop in Springtown and pick up Alexis from her mom because they are living there now, Lucas was so excited to see his "sissy" because it has been 3 weeks since he'd seen her and he missed her so much!  We finally got to the lake house at about 11 and of course first thing the kids wanted to go swimming because it was so HOT outside.  While we were swimming Travis and I were looking at the neighbors boat and I mentioned that I wanted to try to wakeboard behind a boat that had a ski bar because our boat doesn't have a ski bar and my dad said that the neighbor would probably take me because he is super nice.  Sure enough when he came outside my dad asked him if he would take us out with him and he was nice enough to say yes.  Being the shy person I am I didn't want to go alone with just him and Travis and I so I asked dad if he would go with us so he did.  I was a little nervous about wakeboarding behind his boat because although our boat is a ski boat it doesn't have a ski bar and I was sure if I would be able to get up on a ski bar.  Of course they made me go first and I was nervous, but believe it or not I got up the first time, but was shocked how fast it pulled me up so I fell. LOL  The second time was better I got up and actually was able to go over the wake, which I can't do when we are in our boat.  I don't know if it was because it was a different kind of board or if it was the ski bar but it was unbelievable how much easier it was.  Next it was Travis' turn and he did really well too, he was even able to get some air off of one of the wakes.  Next the guy we went on the boat with wanted to try surfing behind the boat because he had seen it done before, but he wasn't sure if he could do it behind his boat or not.  He did really well, he surfed forever with the rope and then without it for about 100 yards.  Everytime he thought he was good and in the wake he would toss the rope to us and then something would make him go off, but it was neat to watch him.  After he got tired Travis decided to try it because John really wanted him to so he did and he did AWESOME for his first time.  He was able to ride on the wakes too but he was only able to let go of the rope once, but he surfed for about 10 minutes.  Then we all decided we were tired and went in, but on the way there was a boat full of kids that was broke down so we had to tow them in which took about 30 minutes.  By the time we finally got back to the house I was burnt because I forgot to put sunscreen on. OOPS!!  We were supposed to be leaving at 3, but we decided to stay for the fireworks show because the guy across the slew from dad was having a huge party with $20000 worth of fireworks so we stayed.  We ended up going next door to Mike Lee (the pro bullriders) mother in laws house and his twins were there.  They are so ADORABLE!!!  We ate some catfish and bass that they'd caught adn then we went back to our house at dark and sat on the dock to watch the fireworks.  Before the fireworks they had a live band that was country and played alot of George Strait songs, but he was pretty good.  When the fireworks finally started it was PHENOMENAL, I swear it was a firework show that was non stop for almost an hour.  It was so amazing and BEAUTIFUL!  It's crazy to see all the money out there on Bridgeport, the guy that put on the firework show is a heart surgeon in Dallas and he makes $1 million a yr and only works 4 months out of the years, and the guy next door is a Pro Wakeboarder, and then the people next door to my dad's house is the father and mother in law of Pro Bullrider Mike Lee.  I am so glad that Travis and I decided to go to the lakehouse, we really had a GREAT time and we got to see a lot of family including my grandma and we also had a great time wakeboarding and surfing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4002659601857941867?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4002659601857941867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4002659601857941867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4002659601857941867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4002659601857941867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-great-4th-or-july.html' title='What a GREAT 4th or July'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1117046929040521017</id><published>2008-06-30T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:45:00.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Recipes</title><content type='html'>Hey yall I find it hard sometimes to come up with great dinner ideas.  Last year my sister told me about this website that sends out free magazines and emails with GREAT recipes in it.  All you have to do is sign up for free and you can save you favorite recipes right on the site and should receive your free magazines monthly.  Go and check it out  &lt;a href="http://www.kraftfoods.com/kf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1117046929040521017?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1117046929040521017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1117046929040521017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1117046929040521017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1117046929040521017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-recipes.html' title='Great Recipes'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6572314990452686523</id><published>2008-06-30T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T11:46:43.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it!</title><content type='html'>Ok yall so we are finally moved into our new house. WOO HOO!!!  We signed the papers on Friday and moved in on Friday and Saturday.  We love it too alot more then we expected.  We still have a few things left in storage that we need to get including a computer desk that we don't need.  If you know anyone who needs one let me know and they can have it.  It's nice we just have no room!!!!  Thanks to everyone who helped us move in and unpack we really appreciate all of yall's help.  And thanks to everyone who has come out and seen the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6572314990452686523?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6572314990452686523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6572314990452686523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6572314990452686523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6572314990452686523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6287263692608508623</id><published>2008-06-26T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:54:02.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO HOO</title><content type='html'>We are finally doing the final walk through of our house tonight and hopefully if things go as planned we will be closing on our house tomorrow.  Stacie came into town for a visit as well as to help us move and my Grandma Flo is also here to help me unpack. I am so thankful they are all here to help us out.  My mom didn't think that she was going to be here for our moving weekend but she is now and I am really excited.  Everyone keep their fingers crossed that things go smoothly and that we do indeed close tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;  Today was a very relaxing day, I took the kids to their grandma's for a swim and I decided to join them because the water looked so inviting.  It was so nice to lounge around the pool and play with the kids in the water especially as hot as it is outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6287263692608508623?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6287263692608508623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6287263692608508623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6287263692608508623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6287263692608508623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/06/woo-hoo.html' title='WOO HOO'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2316694387387520911</id><published>2008-06-18T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:09:07.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Ok so Travis and I signed the papers for our old house on Friday after fighting with the title company.  Things got pretty ugly between Travis and them.  So we have been waiting for our money to come through from the house and the title company apparently had their head up their butts so we just received the money today.  Geeze they are a bunch of idiots and I &lt;strong&gt;wouldn't&lt;/strong&gt; reccomend that title company to anyone.  Anyways so we are paying off Travis truck as well as the 4 wheeler with the money and all the left over will go towards building fences, a shed, a carport and blinds and curtains.  We should be closing on the new house sometime next week. YEAH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2316694387387520911?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2316694387387520911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2316694387387520911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2316694387387520911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2316694387387520911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-684243959230004465</id><published>2008-06-13T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:57:09.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>Ok I wanted to let everyone know that Travis and I finally closed on our old house today. YES!!!  We almost thought it wasn't going to happen until next week, but we pushed the realtor to get her butt in gear and get it done.  SWEET!!!  Our new house should be finished either next Friday or the week after that so we are very excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-684243959230004465?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/684243959230004465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=684243959230004465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/684243959230004465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/684243959230004465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2577453315797966117</id><published>2008-06-06T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:12:03.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Count your blessings everyday!</title><content type='html'>Lastnight was one of those sleepless nights, as I was laying in bed I began to think about so many things due to an occurance at Travis' work yesterday.  As some of you know there was an accident yesterday at the City of Weatherford, a 24 year old employee by the name of Cody Hill was driving a front end loader back to the yard when he came upon a railroad track with no crossarms, but with stop signs instead.  He didn't see a train coming so he proceeded across the tracks when a Pacific Union train struck the tractor he was driving and carried him as well as the tractor almost a mile down the track stopping the tractor right behind the service center where Travis works and killing Cody instantly.  Travis explained to me lastnight about the accident and what all went on up there and it was so saddening to me because Cody was so young and had so much life left to live.  After he got off work he took me up to see the tractor and it was shocking how bad it was, I was almost in tears because I have never seen something that horrible.  With this accident I layed awake thinking what if that would have been Travis?  It scares me everyday for him to go into work because he has such a dangerous job working on powerlines and in instances like yesterday, where the wind was at times up to 45MPH and there were so many outages, and Travis and his co workers were climbing poles to fix the powerlines as well as up in the buckets that sway back in forth as they work.  It's a scary thought to me that Travis was working out there and with one wrong blow of the wind anything could happen.  I guess I just have to trust him and know that he is well trained in what he does and hope that nothing ever happens to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2577453315797966117?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2577453315797966117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2577453315797966117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2577453315797966117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2577453315797966117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/06/count-your-blessings-everyday.html' title='Count your blessings everyday!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1840167755949685998</id><published>2008-06-04T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:07.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up!</title><content type='html'>I have been really bad about updating my blog here lately, but we have been pretty busy with things and I am just now finding the time to update. I am about to update 3weeks worth of stuff in a couple of paragraphs so here goes nothin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all for those who read my last blog and wondered if we ever found out dog, well yes indeed we did find him. The ironic thing is Travis was working at the shelter the day after he had gone missing and Travis went in to check and see if by chance Buckshot had been picked up or brought in. Well come to find out someone in my moms neighborhood had found him and brought him into the shelter the very same morning that Travis was working up there. How ironic! So Buckshot ended up staying for the afternoon after Travis found him because they were going to neuter him, something we never got around to doing because he is so hyper, and they were going to put a chip in his ear in case he was ever lost again. So $75 later we got our dog back and he hasn't got out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second for those of your wondering about the house, well we moved out of our old house on May 17th because it was supposed to close on the 22nd, well it still hasn't closed yet due to some confusion at the underwriters office, UGG. Thank goodness our new house isn't done yet otherwise we would be very disappointed our old one hadn't closed yet, hopefully the house will close tomorrow since they were supposed to close today.(That didn't work out!) The progress on our new house is coming along nicely, it has now been bricked and they painted and trimmed the inside already and put all the doors in. They have also completed the fireplace, mantle and all. Hopefully within the next couple of days they will be putting the cabinetry in as well as the counter tops. The builder seems to think that we will be in our new house within the next 2 weeks, so if anyone wants to help us move feel free. LOL! The sad thing is that the job my mom has been waiting on for almost a year has finally come through and she starts training on June 16th so when we do move into our new house she wont be there to help me unpack or landscape which I am going to need alot of help with as well. I'm really glad that the job finally came through for her, but I am sad that she will have to spend all 3 weeks of her training at the training facility and wont be able to come home. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of the stress that has been going on lately, Travis and I decided to take a mini vacation since I am off for 3 weeks. We just got back yesterday from Lake Buchanan. WE left on Friday with our camper and the waverunners in tow and Mark followed us with the boat. After we got set up at the RV park we went to Fredricksburg to my grandma's camper ,because her TV was giving her fits,where stacie and the kids were waiting. Stacie and I took the kids to the Wildseed Farms to because Alexis wanted me to take her to the Butterfly Haus there because she said, "the butterflies know you duh" she was a little terrified of the butterflies though because she had the idea in her head that they bite, even though we assured her they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbmBKAq43I/AAAAAAAAAKs/7aM97_PcnOM/s1600-h/New+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbmBKAq43I/AAAAAAAAAKs/7aM97_PcnOM/s320/New+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208102926641980274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas had no care in the world the whole time we were there except about the cats. (They have 3 cats there). On Saturday Stacie, the kids, mom and Mark all came to our campsite and we spent the day on the lake skiing,wakeboarding and kneeboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl_0MRnXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FYozieFXXDI/s1600-h/New+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl_0MRnXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FYozieFXXDI/s320/New+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208102903605206386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis couldn't stop smiling the whole time we were out in the boat, she was so happy to finally be back on the water and Lucas loved it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl8VFKMXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/oy8UJjNTAlQ/s1600-h/New+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl8VFKMXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/oy8UJjNTAlQ/s320/New+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208102843714253170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl9eUo-xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pDYz-z68kr0/s1600-h/New+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl9eUo-xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pDYz-z68kr0/s320/New+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208102863374973714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas is definitely part of our family, he is like a little water bug, he would go into the water at the swimming area at the park all the way up to his neck, he would have gone further if we would have let him.He even put his face in the water and just laughed the whole time, however Alexis is almost terrified of the water for some reason and she will only get about waist high and that's it. I hope we will get her out of that. Sunday Travis and I played on the waverunners all day, we took a 2 hour ride to try to find the waterfall that was on the lake, but it was so windy and the lake is so big that there were too many waves and it was a rough ride so we decided to turn around. Monday Travis and I visited the Longhorn Caverns which was pretty neat. We had such a great trip and the lake was beautiful, I just wish it was so windy the whole time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty lighthouse on the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl_FWVCsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/8qKgo3ubs3I/s1600-h/New+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbl_FWVCsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/8qKgo3ubs3I/s320/New+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208102891030907586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1840167755949685998?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1840167755949685998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1840167755949685998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1840167755949685998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1840167755949685998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching up!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SEbmBKAq43I/AAAAAAAAAKs/7aM97_PcnOM/s72-c/New+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-895063212064418687</id><published>2008-05-19T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:35:14.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish all of this Chaos would end!</title><content type='html'>Friday my grandma finally got out of the hospital. YEAH!!  Friday night was alot of fun, me, Stacie, Ashley and the kids went to the carnival that was in town for the weekend.  I guess it was pretty fun, I didn't ride anything though because I really dont trust those carnival rides because if something squeeks that bad it can't be good right?  Anyways Alexis had alot of fun and she rode all the rides that they would allow her to ride and Lucas even rode one and he really enjoyed it.  &lt;br /&gt;  Saturday was moving day and boy did it suck!!!  I didn't really have to lift a finger with all of the heavy stuff because Travis and Jason did all of that, but I did have to finish packing things, while feeling completely HORRIBLE!!  I thought that I was all better and over my sore throat and cough but then I got it again. UGG!!!  Moving and being sick really dont mesh well at all because I was totally out of it pretty much all day.  We got all of the heavy stuff out of the house on Saturday and we only had a few little things left to do on Sunday. THANK GOODNESS!&lt;br /&gt;   Sunday we spent most of the day working at the house and getting things loaded that were still left there.  WE ended up bringing the dogs to mom's house because Travis got the fence up and this morning when we woke up one of our dogs was missing. :(  Our black lab Buckshot got out somehow over night and we have looked every where but can't find him.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah and for anyone that wants to know our new house is coming along nicely, they put the Septic in on Saturday and the bathtubs and showers are in and they look AWESOME!  They also got the fireplace in and it looks really pretty.  Im so happy they are makin alot of progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-895063212064418687?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/895063212064418687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=895063212064418687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/895063212064418687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/895063212064418687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wish-all-of-this-chaos-would-end.html' title='I wish all of this Chaos would end!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7799974037927392426</id><published>2008-05-12T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:08.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo day and mothers day weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWYfiQCFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hsTiwiCPyJg/s1600-h/Zoo+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWYfiQCFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hsTiwiCPyJg/s320/Zoo+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199571117325420626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWZfiQCGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Bsl-hAjoL0Y/s1600-h/Zoo+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWZfiQCGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Bsl-hAjoL0Y/s320/Zoo+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199571134505289826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWZ_iQCHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eVCGjXEVUdQ/s1600-h/Zoo+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWZ_iQCHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eVCGjXEVUdQ/s320/Zoo+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199571143095224434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWafiQCII/AAAAAAAAAJs/nd62ydEVByE/s1600-h/Zoo+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWafiQCII/AAAAAAAAAJs/nd62ydEVByE/s320/Zoo+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199571151685159042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWa_iQCJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gaoz51bc_p0/s1600-h/Zoo+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWa_iQCJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gaoz51bc_p0/s320/Zoo+056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199571160275093650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday me, mom, Stacie, Alexis, Lucas, Mark and grandma June all went to the Fort Worth Zoo.  It was the perfect day to go because the weather was beautiful outside and we didn't get too hot walking around looking at the animals.  It was Lucas first time to go to the zoo and he LOVED all the animals.  He was so cute, he would neal down and look under the fences in order to see the animals and at the Harping Eagle exhibit, the Eagle decided to leave one branch and fly to another right over our heads and Lucas stopped in his tracks and puts his hands over his mouth in aww.  It was so CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiYpPiQCKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WdJ2irQZ_3w/s1600-h/Zoo+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiYpPiQCKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WdJ2irQZ_3w/s320/Zoo+059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199573604111485090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know Stacie used to work at the zoo many years ago and when she worked there she would hang out in the monkey habitat quite a bit, there is this one Monkey named Victor that she became atached to while she was there and she would visit him everyday, well it seems as though Victor still remembered her on our visit because she would call his name and he would follow her around the exhibit. Everytime Stacie would call him Lucas would also yell out at him which was funny.&lt;br /&gt;This is Victor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiUgfiQCEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/K3LpE_utggk/s1600-h/Zoo+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiUgfiQCEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/K3LpE_utggk/s320/Zoo+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199569055741118530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got through looking at all of the animals we went to the Texas part of the zoo to sit down for a bite to eat and that's when we got a call from my grandma Flo saying she went the doctor and they said she had Phnemonia and they were going to take her via Ambulance to Cambell Hospital in Weatherford to treat her because she couldn't breath.  YIKES!!!  She had to stay all weekend and she hated it because she couldn't really sleep at night because the nurses were in and out all night bothering her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was alot of fun, we had a family get together at mom's house for mothers day, which was very odd because one of the most important members of the family was missing because she was in the hospital. :(  We still had alot of fun though because it has been such a long time since we have seen my aunt and Uncle and their two kids.  Lucas really had a blast playing with the kids and got along exceptionally with Zander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a busy day for Travis and I, we spent all day packing boxes and bringing them to storage YUCK!!  WE should be finishing with our move this weekend.  Also please be praying for my grandma because she will be staying a few more nights in the hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7799974037927392426?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7799974037927392426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7799974037927392426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7799974037927392426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7799974037927392426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/05/zoo-day-and-mothers-day-weekend.html' title='Zoo day and mothers day weekend'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCiWYfiQCFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hsTiwiCPyJg/s72-c/Zoo+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5134693387921049727</id><published>2008-05-06T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:09.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving grandma and Fredricksburg</title><content type='html'>Wow what a busy weekend!  As most of yall know Travis and my step dad left to go and pick up my grandma in El Paso and well they broke down twice. YUCK!!  Anyways Saturcay morning they finally got the problem fixed at the dealership in El Paso, come to find out it had something to do with having dirt in the fuel and they just needed to change the fuel filter.  THANK GOD it wasn't something more serious!  Oh yeah &lt;strong&gt;don't buy diesel at Walmart &lt;/strong&gt;because that is where he picked up the dirt in the fuel.  Anyways they finally got on the road to Fredrickburg pretty late, but my mom and I decided to leave fairly early anyways because we figured that we could find something to do along the way.  So we left and went to this place called the Dutchmen off of highway 281 in Hamilton, TX, this place is awesome, they handmake their own taffy,breads,jams,dressings,peanut brittle, jerky and a few other things and they have a gift shop inside as well.  I would reccomend stopping there because they have some good peanut brittle&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;!  After we left there mom and I got to Marble Falls, TX and went to this mexican restraunt called Margarita's for some food and of course some Margarita's because we had some time to relax before we met up with the rest of the crew in Fredricksburg.  About and hour and a half later we left and went to Fredricksburg, we were going to be so early!  Thanks goodness the boys had a list of things for us to go and get at walmart because we beat them there by about an hour or so.  When we found the RV park we went and sat in the space with the car and the neighbor came out and shined her flashlight into our window with a flashlight, it was funny!  The guys and grandma finally got there at about 10pm and they were all exhausted and poor grandma was so sick.&lt;br /&gt;    Sunday we got up and decided that we were going to go and eat then do the tourist thing and visit a few place around town.  The place we went to eat at was a little brewery, I can't think of the name because it was german, but it was really good.  They brew their own beer right inside the restraunt.  After we finished eating the guys left and mom, me and grandma walked around the square/strip and went to a wine tasting.  I couldn't believe I actually found a wine that I liked, I am usually not a wine drinker but I learned that I like the sweeter wines and not the dry ones that my mom always drinks.  After the wine tasting we left and went to a place called the Wildseed Farms, this place was BEAUTIFUL!  The guy that runs the place grows all sorts of Wildflowers at his farm and then sells them to people all around the world for them to plant in their fields, yards and along highways.  They also had a place inside called the Butterfly Haus(yes this is how they spell it) this was a place that you went inside a little building and they have hundreds of butterflies flying around in this beautiful garden.  There were so many different sort of butterflies, and there were caterpillars and little viewing stations that you could see the caterpillars turning into larva and then the butterfly.  It was really neat.  Here are a few of the pics I took at the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCVczck11I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-yPCnH34JGw/s1600-h/Fredricksburg+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCVczck11I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-yPCnH34JGw/s320/Fredricksburg+047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197318292064491346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCVETck10I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Sh3AEVH3AaE/s1600-h/Fredricksburg+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCVETck10I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Sh3AEVH3AaE/s320/Fredricksburg+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197317871157696322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCUKzck1vI/AAAAAAAAAIM/W1w7ynkDYfI/s1600-h/Fredricksburg+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCUKzck1vI/AAAAAAAAAIM/W1w7ynkDYfI/s320/Fredricksburg+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197316883315218162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCULTck1wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IqtdspurlIU/s1600-h/Fredricksburg+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCULTck1wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IqtdspurlIU/s320/Fredricksburg+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197316891905152770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCULjck1xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/i_QUDyhhg7g/s1600-h/Fredricksburg+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCULjck1xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/i_QUDyhhg7g/s320/Fredricksburg+055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197316896200120082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCUTzck1yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8sF0VErRAXo/s1600-h/Fredricksburg+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCUTzck1yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8sF0VErRAXo/s320/Fredricksburg+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197317037934040866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5134693387921049727?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5134693387921049727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5134693387921049727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5134693387921049727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5134693387921049727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/05/moving-grandma-and-fredricksburg.html' title='Moving grandma and Fredricksburg'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SCCVczck11I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-yPCnH34JGw/s72-c/Fredricksburg+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2606922457332585054</id><published>2008-05-03T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:30:30.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who are wondering</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let yall know that after Travis and Mark broke down yesterday they went to a Dodge dealership in Odessa and the diesel mechanic was out of town so they towed the truck to Midland where the guy worked on the truck and after sitting there for 4 hours decided that all was wrong was the computer needed to be reset.WHAT!! Anyways thinking that the truck was fixed they left the dealership and headed for El Paso, when they got to there the truck did the same thing and was broke down again. BUMMER!! So the truck sat at the Dodge dealership in El Paso which looked alot nicer then the one in Midland and this morning they went back to see what was wrong. Well being a nicer dealership the mechanic was more thorough with the inspection and came to the conclusion that it was bad fuel in the lines. YUCK!! He basically said the mechanic in Midland was an idiot for thinking the problem was the computer and not even checking anything else. So he changed the fuel filter and hopefully this time the truck is fixed. Now they are finally on the road on their way to S Texas and hopefully they will make it there safely with no problems from the truck, but if they have any problems this time they are prepared with extra fuel filters and an extra tank of diesel. Better safe then sorry. I hope they make it there ok. &lt;br /&gt;Since they are going to be arriving so late mom and I are going to go ahead and go to S Texas and go and do the tourist thing which should be really fun because I have never been to Fredricksburg, and who knows we might even visit some wineries while we're there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2606922457332585054?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2606922457332585054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2606922457332585054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2606922457332585054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2606922457332585054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-those-who-are-wondering.html' title='For those who are wondering'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5103064621762218948</id><published>2008-05-02T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:10.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Jabberin</title><content type='html'>First off I wanted to let all of my loyal blog readers that our house has finally been started. YEAH!!!  We went out there on Wednessday and they have the frame laid out and the water lines ran and the next step will be the concrete.  Im so glad that they are finally getting started, but I'm sure it wont be don't by the end of June now, but who knows it could happen.&lt;br /&gt;From the left side of the house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SBtY_jck1tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ap4OFvpwEQw/s1600-h/baby+shower+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SBtY_jck1tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ap4OFvpwEQw/s320/baby+shower+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195844443972097746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water line running up to the house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SBtc7Tck1uI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5vCTpx83Oao/s1600-h/baby+shower+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SBtc7Tck1uI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5vCTpx83Oao/s320/baby+shower+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195848769004164834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to something else, this morning Travis and Mark left in Travis truck to go to El Paso and get my grandma and her camper to move her to South TX, well in Odessa Travis truck broke down. BUMMER!!  He said he was driving and pushing on the gas and it just lost power in the gas pedal.  So right now they are siting in some dealership in Midland hoping and praying that they will be able to work on the truck today and fix it so they can continue to pick up grandma today.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed that everything works out ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5103064621762218948?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5103064621762218948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5103064621762218948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5103064621762218948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5103064621762218948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-jabberin.html' title='Just Jabberin'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SBtY_jck1tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ap4OFvpwEQw/s72-c/baby+shower+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-3337032087084445298</id><published>2008-04-29T16:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:22:24.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycling</title><content type='html'>The kids that I watch have this contest at school going on right now of how many plastic bottles they can collect to bring to the recycling place.  I was overwhelmed tonight when I took them to the baseball field in Weatherford, because they had collected 4 full trash sacks full of bottles by the time we were ready to leave and we were only there for an hour because we had to be back at the house by a certain time.  You can say I was a little shocked at how many we found since people have been in this craze about keeping our Earth greener by recycling and what not.  After witnessing tonight how many bottles were collected in just one place and in just one hour I now believe that we should do something about trying to get people to recycle.  They should set up recycling trash can and regular trash cans in order to encourage people to recycle.  This would tremendously help out the enviroment.  If you are reading this please leave me a comment on how you feel about the situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-3337032087084445298?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/3337032087084445298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=3337032087084445298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3337032087084445298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3337032087084445298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/recycling.html' title='Recycling'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1875156606899341407</id><published>2008-04-28T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:16:31.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's neverending</title><content type='html'>Things have been so busy and hectic around here lately.  AS most of you know we have been getting these huge almost terrential rains around here lately and last week it was bad!  Travis has a farm out in Lipan, well his grandmother's but he does all the work out there so in a way it's his too, anyways last Wednessday these big storms came in from West Texas and poured 4-5 inches down in like 1 hour or so and some say a mini tornado hit in Lipan.  Well on THursday morning Travis got a call from the neighbor at the farm who lives out there and he said some of the fences were washed down and he though that some of Travis' cows might get out.  UGG so Travis had to take off work all day on Thursday and go out and see the damage.  There was about a hundred or so feet of fence just pushed over by the water, some of the Tposts were bent in half and the wooden post were broken at the ground, that explains how hard and fast the water and wind were going.  He didn't get all of the fence work done there so of course we went back out yesterday and tried to finish some more up, but it was cold and Travis got tired because he had to drill so many t post in the ground by hand by himself and he was flat worn out.&lt;br /&gt;   It was a busy week/weekend for me as well, Friday night I had to work because my boss and her hubby had some fancy smancy dinner to go to.  I was pretty jelous of my boss because she looked like a million bucks when she left, she was wearing a $1200 dress that's right $1200!  Holy cow, thank goodness it wasn't hers, it was borrowed from one of her friends.  Anyways I ended up staying there until 12:30 in the morning and I was so tired and exhausted by the time I finally got home.  Then Saturday my mom and I had a baby shower to go to and not to mention we had to go to town for her to buy a gift because she was too busy during the week doing repairs on a relatives house that she didn't have time to go and buy it earlier.  The shower was ok I guess, but the house was sort of small to be having a party in and there wasn't enough places for everyone to sit, but it was really nice to see family because we haven't seen them since thanksgiving.  Then the people that were supposed to start buiding our house last week didn't even start so now it's gonna be even later when we get to move in. We are pretty upset that they haven't started yet, but hopefully they started today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1875156606899341407?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1875156606899341407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1875156606899341407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1875156606899341407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1875156606899341407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-neverending.html' title='It&apos;s neverending'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7483624573913209679</id><published>2008-04-22T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:11.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Texas travels</title><content type='html'>First off I am going to start off on a completely different subject then the title.  Today is mine and Travis' 2 year wedding anniversary, here's to an eternity more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend, me, Travis, mom and Mark all went to East Texas to Lake Fork for a Trace Adkins concert.  He and Kacey Musgraves who is from around there were going to be performing on Saturday at the Toyota Bass Pro classics tournament and it was only $10 to get in so we said heck yes Trace is totally worth driving 2 hours for.  So we left out Saturday morning with our camper because we were just going to stay the night at a campsite about a mile or so away since we would probably be exhausted after the concert.  We got to East Texas at about 11:30 and we went to the campsite and got all set up and ate lunch.  Then instead of leaving to go to the concert where kacey Musgraves was going to be on stage at 1:30 the boys decided they had to have satelite TV hooked up, which me and mom though was pretty ridiculous since we were just going to be there for one night and most of that night was going to be spent at the concert. UGG!!  So mom and I had no choice but to stay there and suffer, so we took a walk around the lake which was suprisingly pretty eventhough it's mainly a fishing lake.  Finally when we got the boys to get off there tush's and leave it was about 1:15 and we took a detour to the concert because the map we printed off of the internet was totally freakin wrong, never trust those stupid things.  We finally got to the festival grounds at about 1:40 and kacey Musgraves was already on stage which was a bummer because I kind of wanted to watch her because I heard that she was pretty good, however, we did get to watch her play one or two songs so I was happy.  They had this thing called the toyota challenge Prove it where you got to drive the new Toyota Tundra or a new Sequoia through this big trail with mud, and a huge hill so of course both Travis and Mark did that because Mark has been itchin for a new truck here lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fETck1sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JJ0LeXoTZ-o/s1600-h/Trace+Adkins+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fETck1sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JJ0LeXoTZ-o/s320/Trace+Adkins+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192191947949004482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then finally we went into the festival and mom and I went and found a spot at the concert grounds because it was already getting pretty packed and we wanted to get a good spot, which we ended up getting a pretty decent spot.  We had to wait there and save our spot though for about 2 1/2 hours before Trace came on stage though, thank god there were things for the boys to do while we waited other wise we would have heard them griping the whole time.  While we waited I got Kacey Musgraves autograph and she seemed pretty down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5cnDck1oI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UXFYM3rI59U/s1600-h/Trace+Adkins+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5cnDck1oI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UXFYM3rI59U/s320/Trace+Adkins+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192189246414575234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at about 6 Trace Adkins came on stage, YES!!  He was looking pretty sexy as always and normally I don't like men with long hair but when you have legs that go for days, a sexy smile and body, and you dance the way he does, then I make an exception.  I love his voice too because he sings so deep and its so hot.  Anyways he was pretty good, but not nearly as good as he was last time, I think he must have had a little bit of a cold because his voice cracked every once in a while, but he was still good and not to mention funny.  By the time we left the concert mom and I were sunburned pretty badly, I know what you are thinking why didn't yall bring sunscreen?  Well we did but Mark moved it and we couldn't find it. UGG. We had a great time at the concert and it was nice to get out and away for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fCzck1pI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Grce5D0Rzu8/s1600-h/Trace+Adkins+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fCzck1pI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Grce5D0Rzu8/s320/Trace+Adkins+040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192191922179200658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fDTck1qI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zHn8FObMr2A/s1600-h/Trace+Adkins+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fDTck1qI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zHn8FObMr2A/s320/Trace+Adkins+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192191930769135266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fDjck1rI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8zfeoJELnTU/s1600-h/Trace+Adkins+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fDjck1rI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8zfeoJELnTU/s320/Trace+Adkins+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192191935064102578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7483624573913209679?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7483624573913209679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7483624573913209679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7483624573913209679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7483624573913209679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/east-texas-travels.html' title='East Texas travels'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SA5fETck1sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JJ0LeXoTZ-o/s72-c/Trace+Adkins+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4820222607974962751</id><published>2008-04-17T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:11.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Similar to what our house is going to look like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SAeQLmuegeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vutg3k2t75w/s1600-h/l_bd690831619bb1d4396780db49d495c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SAeQLmuegeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vutg3k2t75w/s320/l_bd690831619bb1d4396780db49d495c5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190275624616231394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SAeQL2uegfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6BTmPW9N0yo/s1600-h/l_7788fb50445cbbefed4cd3996844b3bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SAeQL2uegfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6BTmPW9N0yo/s320/l_7788fb50445cbbefed4cd3996844b3bc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190275628911198706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SAeQMWueggI/AAAAAAAAAHM/OVfAra4tp-g/s1600-h/l_f5b1ff7a88f94d1875be92e39d53e810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SAeQMWueggI/AAAAAAAAAHM/OVfAra4tp-g/s320/l_f5b1ff7a88f94d1875be92e39d53e810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190275637501133314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so this isn't exactly the house, the eave of the house is going to look a little differently, but the kitchen is exactly the same as well as the dining room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4820222607974962751?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4820222607974962751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4820222607974962751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4820222607974962751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4820222607974962751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/similar-to-what-our-house-is-going-to.html' title='Similar to what our house is going to look like'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/SAeQLmuegeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vutg3k2t75w/s72-c/l_bd690831619bb1d4396780db49d495c5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8179388398781146716</id><published>2008-04-16T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:57:31.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So yesterday Travis got a call from the builder saying that the modifications we made were drawn up and ready for us to sign off on them. So after about an hour of arguing and discussing how big the spare bedrooms were, with my parents, we finally decided that the plans were perfect and everything was a go. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WOO HOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!! The master bed, bath, kitchen and laundry room are exactly what we want, the laundry room is a little smaller then I originally wanted, but anything is better then what we have now. We also thought that the spare bedrooms were smaller then planned but after measure rooms at mom's house we realized that they weren't so small after all. Now all there is left to do is meet with the sales guy and tell him where we want the house positioned on the land and then the builder is gonna get the ball rollin and start building!!! :) Hopefully all of the meetings will take place today or tomorrow and we can get started.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/140/2B5A0C743B2D7EE8C2D52BF27E056F2F.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8179388398781146716?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8179388398781146716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8179388398781146716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8179388398781146716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8179388398781146716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/house-updates.html' title='House updates'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-3269666280699950291</id><published>2008-04-14T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T15:25:39.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another reason for hating mondays!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I know I have already blogged once today, but on days like these sometimes I just need to get my frustrations out and what better way is there then to blog?  As if I didn't already hate Monday's enough this is another ritual that makes me DRED Mondays even more.  As most of you know I babysit 4 kids, and on Mondays one of the twin boys, Jack, goes to Sylvan Learning Center to get help with his school work.  Well it seems like every Monday since he has started going to Sylvan when he comes out to the car there is always something wrong.  Well for the last solid 2 months, NOT KIDDING HERE, he has come to the car with a headache so bad that he can't even think.  So of course I call his mom and she forces him to go to Sylvan because after all, this faking does get old after awhile.  Well he didn't go today, but she rescheduled it for another day this week that he doesn't know about that way we can see if he has a headache that day.  I bet he wont.  We figured out what his problem is though and let's just say it drives me nuts how he can be stupid enough to put himself as well as his body and not to mention ME through this every freakin MONDAY!!!  Well what happens is he goes to lunch and he doesn't eat very much at all and this causes him to have a headaches so bad that his stomache turns and sometimes even causes him to throw up.  We have told him several times that if he would just eat a little more everyday for lunch his head wouldn't hurt as bad, but for some reason he doesn't listen and every MONDAY he comes home with this severe "headache".  I hate it when he does this because clearly he causes himself to get these mysterious headaches because he only gets them on Monday, which he knows is Sylvan day.  I swear if I ever have a child like this I might have to strangle them. Well not for real, but I am sure you see how I am feeling. FRUSTRATED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-3269666280699950291?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/3269666280699950291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=3269666280699950291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3269666280699950291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3269666280699950291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-reason-for-hating-mondays.html' title='Another reason for hating mondays!!!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4864203266323565719</id><published>2008-04-14T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:03:28.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so today is Monday, BLAH, those are always bad, but to make it worse I came to work today to find the house in total chaos.  Normally the house is pretty well kept because let's just say my boss is a neat freak all the way.  So today I was in total shock when I walked in and found laundry strewn all over the living room, the kids rooms were all complete disasters with toys, clothes,and blankets all over the floor. YUCK!!! Let's just say I was not a happy woman when I got here.  Now I am pretty much done picking up the train wreck so I am pretty happy about that because let's just say when I get my mind set to do something, I can do it quickly! &lt;br /&gt;   I can't wait until this weekend though because me, mom, Mark and Travis are all going to Lake Fork in East Texas to see Trace Adkins, who will be performing on Saturday at the Bass Pro Classic Tournament for only $10 that's right only $10 woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;.  We decided that we would leave out on Saturday morning pretty early with our camper and go to the concert at 5:30, they also have some fun and games scheduled beforehand, and then that night we will camp out.  I am so stoked because I love Trace Adkins, he is such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HOTTIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!  Oh yes and I would like thank all of you who prayed for Travis's cousin, he is now at home and doing fine, so thanks for all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yall's&lt;/span&gt; prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4864203266323565719?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4864203266323565719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4864203266323565719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4864203266323565719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4864203266323565719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4246655847605331555</id><published>2008-04-11T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T14:52:03.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>Hey yall!  I have a special prayer request.  Travis' cousin Clint had a mild Stroke 2 nights ago and is in the hospital.  They are keeping him there for 48 hours for observation because they say that within 48 hours of a minor stroke most people have a maor stroke so they want to keep him there and run some test to be safe.  I was in shock when I got the news because he is only 28 years old, that is so young.  He said when the stroke happened he and his wife had just sat down to eat some enchiladas that he had just made and he took the first bite and his tongue started tingling, so he tried to tell his wife not to eat the enchilada's beacause he thought something was wrong with them, but when he tried to tell her the words wouldn't come out, it was like he just couldn't speak at all.  Then later he said some friends came over and all though he knew he knew them he couldn't think of their names so his wife decided to drive him into the hospital and sure enough he had a mini stroke. How Scary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note the inspector came by the house today and inspected it, and evnethough I already knew we had sold our house somehow this made it seem more final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4246655847605331555?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4246655847605331555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4246655847605331555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4246655847605331555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4246655847605331555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8449219140914437796</id><published>2008-04-08T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:30:23.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little architech. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanted to let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt; know that yesterday Travis met with the builder of the house who had laid the house out in a way where we could have the master &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bathroom&lt;/span&gt; like we wanted as well as the kitchen, but Travis looked at the plans and called me and I said,"in no way will that work". What they did was in order to make the master bath like we wanted they had to find another place for the laundry room, so they ended up just making a little bitty area that would just hold the washer and dryer and have a door close in front of it. NO WAY! So my Travis, the JR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;architech &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;), brought the plans home and completely redesigned things the way we wanted. He brought the plans back to the builder this morning and it looks like they will be starting the house any day now with the plans Travis designed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8449219140914437796?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8449219140914437796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8449219140914437796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8449219140914437796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8449219140914437796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-little-architech-lol.html' title='My little architech. LOL'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2115888800573707147</id><published>2008-04-07T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:28:42.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun and updates</title><content type='html'>Wow so I haven't posted on this thing in awhile because well I have had absolutely nothing interesting to blog about, but with a little waiting I have finally found something to write about.  So my poor mom has had a string of pure bad luck lately and I truly feel very sorry for her because all of it happened withing a weeks time.  So last week when my sister and her kids were still here my mom was jumping on the trampoline with my niece and my niece decided she was going to try to do a flip the same time my mom was doing one and her knee hit my mom's lip and she got a busted lip.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!  It was all an accident, but mom is still talking with a lisp from the fat lip.  Then this week she burned a fire early one morning and then it went out and hours later she decided to get the coals from the fireplace, the one's on the outside only, and she brought them outside and dumped them in her compost pile.  Well a little while later while she was working out one of her neighbors thankfully pulled in the drive way and rang on the doorbell and asked her if she new her backyard was on &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; out of fear she said, "Oh Shit" and ran for the door to fight the fire.  Not much of the yard burned, and thankfully they got the fire out before it got into the big garage where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jet skis&lt;/span&gt; and other important things were.  I thank the lord for the neighbor pulling up just in the nick of time.&lt;br /&gt;  So on to other things, yesterday we had to go down to our friends Scott and Traci's to borrow a tool because Travis had already packed ours and he needed to use it to help Mark fix the lawn mower.  Well when we brought it back Scott and his wife and little girl were playing softball in the front yard and Scott decided he wanted to see how hard I could throw because I had told him earlier that I had always been told that I could throw the ball pretty hard.  So he lent me his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mit&lt;/span&gt; and we played catch for a little while and he decided that I was right.  Then his little girl decided to bat and Travis and I were the fielders which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun. I can't remember the last time I just got out there and played ball and just had a BLAST!!! We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun but I am super sore today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;  OH yeah and today Travis gets to go and sign off on the plans for the house so they should start building any day now. YES!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2115888800573707147?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2115888800573707147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2115888800573707147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2115888800573707147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2115888800573707147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-and-updates.html' title='Fun and updates'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6396677576088901692</id><published>2008-03-29T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:11.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So yesterday Travis and Mark went to meet with the builder for what was only supposed to be a meeting about modifications in the floor plan, because we wanted a different master bath then was on the model, but it turned out to be the day where we picked and chose all of the modifications for the inside such as colors. I know everyone who is reading this is thinking well why weren't you there for this because it is a really important part of the process? Well here is what happened, my sister and I had already scheduled to go to my grandma's house in Saginaw for a visit so we went ahead with those plans because Travis said that they were just modify the floor plans because that is what they told him. So I thought it was no big deal and just went ahead with the plans to go and see my grandmother because I hadn't seen her in a couple of months and I thought a visit from me was well over due. Anyways so when Travis and Mark got tehre the builder told them that it was the day to pick out every thing for the house, when Travis called and told me this I was totally bummed because I wanted to be there to help pick out things because it would have been a very special moment for both of us to do it together. Thankfully Travis and I had already discussed all of the things we wanted in the house and he already knew how I wanted things, on the things he wasn't sure about he called and asked me about, so really I was in a way part of the process eventhough I wasn't there. I just thank god that Travis and I had already discussed everything we wanted that way he knew. He did jokingly tell me that he got camoflauge carpet in one of the rooms that will be used for his hunting stuff, but I know that he was just kidding. So now all we have to do is wait for the architech to ok the modified floor plans and they should start building our house in about 2 weeks or so. I wish it was sooner, but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah when I got back to Weatherford my mom and I (Poor mom has a busted lip because of a trampoline insident with Alexis) went out to the addition and we took a picture of our lot that the house is going to be built on. Then on the way home we figured out that from our lot to mom's house is 4 miles which is good because I thought mom was going to cry when we thought we were moving 30 minutes away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183217804297196978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-59IZKdVbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Yd_h9FPFqss/s320/House+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183217812887131586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-59I5KdVcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/M6h5-H78JqQ/s320/House+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6396677576088901692?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6396677576088901692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6396677576088901692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6396677576088901692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6396677576088901692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-house_29.html' title='Our house'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-59IZKdVbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Yd_h9FPFqss/s72-c/House+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2628179591213573644</id><published>2008-03-27T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:55:25.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITED</title><content type='html'>Travis met with the finance guy yesterday and the house is for sure a go! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!  We got our new address, it is going to be &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;407 Brazoz Mountain Road&lt;/span&gt;, which my step dad jokingly called Brokeback Mountain Road. (HA HA HA MARK).  The only bad thing is that the house wont be done until late June or early July so we have a while to wait. BOO!  So we have to be out of our house May 22nd and we think that we are just going to move in with mom and Mark until our home is finished, which should only be about a month or so depending on the weather and all.  We have to meet with the builder sometime this week or next week to customize the blueprints the way we want it, this is awesome we get to do this because most new home builders don't let you customize anything.  We even getr to pick out all the colors in the house, cabinet colors, tile colors, paint, brick, and harware such a door knowbs and light fixtures and such.  We are very excited about building this house, we are considering it a second starter home. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2628179591213573644?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2628179591213573644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2628179591213573644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2628179591213573644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2628179591213573644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/excited.html' title='EXCITED'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1805240576056753714</id><published>2008-03-26T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T12:08:23.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the house</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we heard from the bank and he said that everything looked good credit wise and that everything should be a go with the house. YEA!!!  So now all we have to do is send them a couple of things to verify our income and then we are gonna get the ball rolling.  We should be meeting with the builder by late this week or early next week adn hopefully they will have the house started in the next two weeks.  We are so excited that everything looks as if it's going to work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1805240576056753714?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1805240576056753714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1805240576056753714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1805240576056753714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1805240576056753714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/update-on-house.html' title='Update on the house'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8625557671189823460</id><published>2008-03-24T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:38:36.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Let's just start out by saying I hope everyone had a happy and blessed Easter.  My Easter, however wasn't really the best this year.   This year Easter was kind of boring and depressing.  I was so depressing because it has been the first Easter where we didn't get together at my grandma's house and hunt eggs with my Aunt and Uncle and their two kids.  As a matter of fact we didn't even get to have an egg hunt with Alexis and Lucas at mom's this year because Alexis didn't get home from her mom's until pretty late.  Instead they hunted eggs at Stacie's mother in laws house.  Dont get me wrong it was nice having a nice family dinner with mom, mark,stacie,jason and Lucas(again no Alexis because she was late), but other then that there were no festivities this year.  Hopefully next year the family will be closer together and we will all get together like we used to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8625557671189823460?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8625557671189823460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8625557671189823460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8625557671189823460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8625557671189823460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-8054344244525766804</id><published>2008-03-22T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:12.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter egg hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-VwppKdVaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/st16s_Ef--E/s1600-h/Easter+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180670807086290338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-VwppKdVaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/st16s_Ef--E/s320/Easter+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today me, Stacie and mom took Lucas up to Hall Middle School for an Easter egg hunt. The hunt itself was pretty good however the candy wasn't all that great. It was those traditional Easter candies that taste like pure sugar. YUCK!!! Anyways it was a free Easter egg hunt put on by a local grocery store called SuperSave and they had it divided into 3 different age groups and each had their own individual set of prizes. If you found candy with a star on them then you got a small prize, but if you found one with a circle on it you won a big prize. For instance one little boy found a circle one and he got a basketball goal and some other kids got bicycles. We weren't lucky enough to find any circle one's however we did find 7 stars The prizes for that were kind of cheezy, but some of them were pretty neat. Most of the time Lucas spent screamin because he wanted to eat the candy and he didn't want to hunt anymore. So we gave in and let him have one of the candies. Eventhough the hunt was cheesy it was fun. We were all sad because Lindsey was supposed to meet us up there with Alexis, but she never showed up. I guess she was probably still sleeping instead of bringing Alexis to the hunt. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of yall that are wondering about the house hunting, Travis and I decided to try and get into one of the homes on the one acre lots. We get to customize the house and choose what colors we want throughout. We picked a lot out yesterday and now all we have to do is wait to hear something about the loan and then after that we will meet with the builder and get the ball rolling. We are really excited about this, but if for some reason it doesn't work out that's ok because we have other things in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-8054344244525766804?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/8054344244525766804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=8054344244525766804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8054344244525766804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/8054344244525766804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-egg-hunt.html' title='Easter egg hunt'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-VwppKdVaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/st16s_Ef--E/s72-c/Easter+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-3453191028610779321</id><published>2008-03-20T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T07:14:02.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLD</title><content type='html'>OK so I figured that I would update all of my loyal readers on what went down yesterday with our house.  We sold our house yesterday for a $2,000 less then we wanted. WOO HOO!!  Our last day in our house will be May 22nd which kind of sucks because Travis birthday is May 21st and mine is May 24th.  I am kind of bummed about moving on our birthdays, but hopefully we will be able to find a new house by then and we will be able to move into a new place and not putting our stuff in storage and moving in with mom and Mark for a few weeks.  Lastnight after all the papers were signed (the guy has 10 days to back out)  we went to this new estates they are building off of Tin Top Road, eventhough the houses are again only on an acre we will be able to have all of our stuff right there with us.  I mentioned yesterday not wanting to store our camper somewhere and if we got a place here we would be able to have it at our house.  Anyways these house are brand new brick homes and they were all very nice.  We are meeting with the developer tomorrow to see if we can customize a house the way we want it because he said they have 6 different floor plans and they can pretty much customize anything.  I am really excited that we are looking for a new home, but I am not looking forward to all the packing and dealilng with the hassle of finding boxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-3453191028610779321?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/3453191028610779321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=3453191028610779321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3453191028610779321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3453191028610779321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/sold.html' title='SOLD'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2290163472427575510</id><published>2008-03-19T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:03:17.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house</title><content type='html'>Ok so I was feeling down in the dumps there for awhile about our house because honestly I thought that a lot of people would be looking at it because it was a great price and it was in excellent condition.  Anyways so finally on Saturday they showed the house for the first time and we were very excited to finally have a looker.  Then yesterday Travis got a call from our realator saying that she was showing it again to a man that was very interested, as a matter of fact he was so interested that he wanted to make an offer on our house before even going to look at it. YEAH!!!  He decided though to go and look at it just to make sure that he wasn't just acting on instinct and later lastnight Travis got another call from our realator saying that the guy wanted to make an offer and that he would be making one today.  He had to check with his bank and everything first to make sure that he was really approved for the loan he needed to buy our house.  The thing is that he has to give his landlord 2 months notice which will be pretty good for us that way we can have time to find a new house.  It's looking like we aren't going to be able to buy a house with land right now because every house we can find that has land is a trailor house and I really don't want to live in another trailor.  I would rather have a house like my mom and Mark's house on an acre or so and then later when Travis starts making more money find land somewhere else that he can hunt on.  We haven't been successful so far at finding a home like that, all there is in our price range right now is homes in cluttered neighborhoods with houses so close together that you barely have any privacy.  I really don't want to live in a neighborhood like that because I really would  like to keep our camper at our house and not at some storage facility.  Anyways Travis and I are hoping that this offer goes through and that we will be able to move into a nice brick home like we both want.  Pray for us that everything goes ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2290163472427575510?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2290163472427575510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2290163472427575510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2290163472427575510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2290163472427575510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-house.html' title='Our house'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-164155056948330085</id><published>2008-03-14T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:12.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaylie Michele Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-FWCe8KwFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mF2wIQ7A8KM/s1600-h/Jaylie+Michelle+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179515647117934674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-FWCe8KwFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mF2wIQ7A8KM/s320/Jaylie+Michelle+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For everyone on my moms side of the family I wanted to let everyone that doesn't already know that we have a new family member. Justin Bell and Leah had their baby girl Jaylie Michele Bell on March 11 at 12:11pm. Here is the link to her picture on Growing family. Leave them a comment if you visit that way they know you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.our365.com/NewbornPortraits/BabyDetail.aspx?birthid=58160064-140d-4dbe-8a10-e0edf66c75ac&amp;amp;babyid=b8a52c28-adcf-41c7-9425-1914fbe13f63"&gt;http://www.our365.com/NewbornPortraits/BabyDetail.aspx?birthid=58160064-140d-4dbe-8a10-e0edf66c75ac&amp;amp;babyid=b8a52c28-adcf-41c7-9425-1914fbe13f63&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-164155056948330085?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/164155056948330085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=164155056948330085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/164155056948330085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/164155056948330085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-everyone-on-my-moms-side-of-family.html' title='Jaylie Michele Bell'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R-FWCe8KwFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mF2wIQ7A8KM/s72-c/Jaylie+Michelle+069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1371211740026803789</id><published>2008-03-07T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:12.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R9GpyO8KwEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6curX7y4Gjg/s1600-h/Alexis+throwing+snowballs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175104127294423106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R9GpyO8KwEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6curX7y4Gjg/s320/Alexis+throwing+snowballs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a great day, it SNOWED!! The snow wasn't even supposed to start until later in the day but it started way earlier then expected so I got the day off of work. YEA!! It was the second time this week it snowed, first it snowed hard on Monday night, but unfortunetaly the ground was too hot so it didn't stick at all. Then it snowed yesterday again and it stuck and we were all very excited. We had alot of fun playing in the snow, my niece and I tried to build a snowman but the wind was blowing so hard that it was sort of hard to build one so we decided to have snowball fights instead, which was great too! We tried to bring Lucas out to play in the snow, but he didn't want to do anything but be held because he hated all the wind and the snow hitting his face. Alexis and I had a great time too and she was very sad to see the snonw stop. I love the snow, its so pretty the way it blankets the yard and covers all the trees, there is just something so peaceful and calming about watching the snow fall. It snowed almost all day which was awesome, but today it was all melted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1371211740026803789?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1371211740026803789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1371211740026803789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1371211740026803789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1371211740026803789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R9GpyO8KwEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6curX7y4Gjg/s72-c/Alexis+throwing+snowballs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-596397334853288134</id><published>2008-02-27T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:40:41.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>Gosh I had forgotten how stressful selling a house can be. I know that we have only had our house on the market for 3 days, but the stress is already so overwhelming. I am not worried about selling our house, its just the task of keeping our house immaculate all the time. Don't get me wrong, I am not a messy person, it's in my blood to keep things clean(I get it from my mom), but I never got in the habit of making my bed every morning because I always thought it was a waste of time to make a bed when I was just going to get back in it in a couple of hours! Now I have to get up every morning, make sure the bed is made and make sure everything is in tip top shape, as well as get all my valuables, such as my laptop and my camera and bring them with me everyday just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; they show our house. It is really a hassle! I hope though that in the end all of this pays off and Travis and I will be able to buy us a home with some land for him to raise cattle on. Then yesterday as if I wasn't already stressed enough the dogs at work got into a huge fight and there was blood everywhere. They must have fought for 5 minutes or maybe more and I was so afraid for myself or for Alex to get bit. Luckily there was only one child home with me when the fight broke out, but the others still had to see the after math of the fight. The weird thing is the whole reason the fight broke out is because Alex was petting one dog and not the other. It is so frustrating to me why they wont get rid of one of the dogs because this is the 3rd or 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time this has happened, the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nd&lt;/span&gt; time with me there. It is scary and not something I like to witness because they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; stop for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you or someone you might know think you might be interested in buying a home check ours out &lt;a href="http://www.idxre.com/idx/detail.cfm?cid=34723&amp;amp;bid=51&amp;amp;pid=10952244"&gt;http://www.idxre.com/idx/detail.cfm?cid=34723&amp;amp;bid=51&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pid&lt;/span&gt;=10952244&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/URL"&gt;text&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-596397334853288134?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/596397334853288134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=596397334853288134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/596397334853288134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/596397334853288134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/02/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1729818109896694632</id><published>2008-02-25T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:43:24.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>For a day that we thought would turn out rather well, it has started off sort of bad.  Let me explain, Travis and I out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt; started looking at property last week of homes with acreage and we came across something that we thought would be perfect for us because it was a killer deal.  It was a 3 bed 2 bath &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;double wide&lt;/span&gt; on 12 acres of land and had a big pond on it and trees everywhere and they only wanted 108,000 for it so right away we knew it was a steal!  So we decided to put our house up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;for sale&lt;/span&gt; because we figured what the heck if it sells we could go out and buy this piece of property with the 12 acres because Travis and I would really love to have some land.  So this morning we went out and looked at the house and land and we were very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; by what we saw. :(  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; house was not as nice as we thought it was going to be, the master bedroom and bathroom was small and didn't have a big tub like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; said it did.  Then all of a sudden we were standing in the living room talking to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;realtor&lt;/span&gt; and we saw a huge mouse run across the floor and we all got chills.  At that moment r&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ight&lt;/span&gt; there we decided that this place was so not worth it!  Things were a little torn up all over the house, but the land was absolutely beautiful so we are very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; that the house wasn't as nice as the land.  Hopefully by the time we sell our house there will be other places out there in our price range that are far more beautiful then the place we saw today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1729818109896694632?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1729818109896694632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1729818109896694632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1729818109896694632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1729818109896694632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/02/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2047625055237779723</id><published>2008-02-18T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T10:44:25.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This should make ya laugh!</title><content type='html'>Alright so we had another busy weekend this weekend, it seems like all we've done since Travis has been home on the weekends is work.  This weekend started out rainy on Saturday and of course being the hard working man he is Travis could only sit around the house for about an hour before he started complaining of being bored.  So of course he found something to do. We ended up going to his grandmas house and fixing her truck because there was something wrong with it and she couldn't get any of her other family memebers to come and look at it because they are all worthless and lazy, SERIOUSLY!  She called Travis' oldest cousin first to come and look at it and he told her he couldn't, keep in mind he has no job and sits around the house all day, but he was too busy to come and look at his grandma's truck. HMM how lazy!  Anywasy of course Travis came to her rescue like always and we got the truck fixed.  Then on Sunday it was alot nicer outside and sunny so we went to cut firewood AGAIN!! YUCK!!  It didn't take us long to cut and get it all loaded on the trailer, but when we were ready  to leave we realized the truck was stuck in the mud. Oops!  So he tried to get the truck out and ended up having to unhook the trailer and tried to get the truck out of the mud with less weight, this didn't work.  So then me, mom and Mark decided to push the truck as Travis was gunning the gas, not the smartest idea, but it worked.  The truck was out but I was covered from head to toe in mud.  It was so funny because I was literaly covered in mud and the best part is no one had a camera. THANK GOD!!  So we finally get the truck and trailer home and Travis decides he's gonna pull his truck in the front yard and wash all the mud off of it, because he is a clean freak when it comes to his vehicles.  So he finally gets done washing it and he gets in the truck and starts it up and then he realizes he is stuck in the mud again in our front yard. LOL  So he comes in and gets me and of course I laugh my butt off.  We ended up getting the 4 wheeler and pulling the truck out of the mud.  I think it was by far one of the funniest days I have had in a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2047625055237779723?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2047625055237779723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2047625055237779723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2047625055237779723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2047625055237779723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-should-make-ya-laugh.html' title='This should make ya laugh!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5862966821869498300</id><published>2008-02-12T09:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T09:20:49.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Ok so I admit that I was a little angry yesterday and for that matter I still am today and will be until all of this maddness is put aside.  Anyways I was summoned to jury duty this morning and thank god the people who were on trial didn't even bother to show up.  I was a little nervous going in to the court room because last time I was summoned there was a very angry, crazy guy in the courtroom who was on trial and luckily I didn't get picked to be one of his jurors, but I did have to hear him yelling.  Today however things worked out differently.  They called us in at 9:30am on the dot and sat us in the courtroom and called roll and what not then the judge came in and talked for about 45 minutes about trials, courtrooms and whatever else he could think of and then he dissmissed us.  I was kind of excited and sad at the same time because I didn't really want to have to go in to work today, but then again I didn't really want to have to sit on the jury either.&lt;br /&gt;    I am really excited that hollywood week starts tonight on &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because during the auditions you don't really get to see most of the people that make it through, so I am excited to watch and start picking the new &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5862966821869498300?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5862966821869498300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5862966821869498300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5862966821869498300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5862966821869498300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6698354261990041728</id><published>2008-02-11T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T12:57:57.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok my frustration is about to take over and when it does I swear I could &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loose it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dissappointed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the way my nieces life is going, it is so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dissappointing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to see the people that surround her when we aren't around. Her family when she is away from us and with her mother is such a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it makes me sad every week when she has to return there. There are so many &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad influences&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; surrounding her there and I hate it. When she is at her mom's house, she is constantly surrounded by smokers who smoke right in front of her and when she comes back to us she smells like she herself has smoked a pack. She has eats and sleeps in her bed which is disgusting and I can't believe that someone would allow her to sleep in crumbs 24/7. Her mom sleeps half the day away instead of playing with her and then usually when she is awake they let her watch shows on TV that a 5 year old should definately not be watching such as Family Guy and The Simpsons. Let's not forget to mention almost everyone in that family does or has done drugs at one point in time in their lives. Her aunt is so bad off right now that she hasn't come home in months and she has posted pictures of herself so drugged out, she is only 16 years old, what the heck are her parents thinking??? It drives me crazy, I would just like to scream!!  How in the world could someone be so irresponsible, especially when she has a niece that sadly looks up to her?&lt;/div&gt;I just hope for Alexis' sake that she will grow up and sway more towards our influence then she does of her mother's side of the family.  She is such a bright beautiful young lady and it would just kill if she went down the path that her aunt and mom went down and are still going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6698354261990041728?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6698354261990041728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6698354261990041728' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6698354261990041728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6698354261990041728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/02/frustration.html' title='Frustration.'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-5717853271163383346</id><published>2008-02-04T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:42:30.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>Wow what an exhausting weekend!  Our weekend began with a fun night of bowling with some friends, which was great!  Travis and I haven't gone out in a long time and we dont ever go out with friends so it was nice to go out with some other people for once. We ended up not getting home until 1:30 am and we were both exhausted, but we had a wonderful time.  Saturday we had a full day of working ahead of of, we had to go out to the farm and try to get a bull back on to Travis' grandma's place.  The darn bull was so stubborn it took us almost 2 hours to get him loaded in the trailor.  Thank god that we had some help out there because I don't thank that Travis and I alone could have got him loaded.  After that we had to feed hay and then we had to take a started off of the tractor.  By the time we got to the house we were both really worn out, but of course Travis had to keep working.(I don't think it's in his blood to sit down and relax).  Finally that night we decided to treat ourself to dinner at Mexican Inn in Granbury and it was so good!  Then Sunday little did I know how much work I was going to be doing.  For some reason I had the bright idea, since it was so nice outside, that I would rake all the leaves out of the yard. YUCK!  It took me so lond and by the time I was finally done, I was exhausted and every part of my body ached.  I can't believe that I have let myself get so out of shape, I really should start working out again.  I was so happy that night to finally be done with all the work and to relax and watch the superbowl.  I can't believe that the Patriots lost!  The game was pretty close though and very exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-5717853271163383346?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/5717853271163383346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=5717853271163383346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5717853271163383346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/5717853271163383346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/02/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-3540426390761125287</id><published>2008-01-28T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:48:19.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mardi Gras</title><content type='html'>This weekend we went to Mardi Gras in Galveston.  We packed up and left Weatherford on Thursday night because the weather was supposed to get kind of nasty on Friday and my step dad overreacted like usual so we just hooked up the camper and headed out.  We ended up staying in College Station for the night because it was 12am and we were tired and didn't think we could stay awake long enough to make it to Galvesston.  The next day we got up pretty early and headed to Galveston.  When we got there Stacie and Lucas were there waiting for us and trying to scope out a spot on the seawall for the camper, but when we got there of course Mark decided he didn't like the spot she had picked so we found another spot.  There were already so many people there parked on the street when we got there, there were all sorts of RV's and campers and big pit BBQ grills all there waiting for the following day when all of the festivities were going to take place.  So after we got the camper all set up we all left in Stacie's car and went to eat at Joe's Crab Shack.  Me,mom and stacie all ordered a drink called the Shark Attack and it was so GOOD!  After we all finished eating we left and went to Walmart and bought a few groceries and things for Mardi Gras and we went back to the camper and walked the beach and just relaxed.  It was very hard to go to sleep that night because there was so much traffic goin by and alot of the cars had loud base going on that shook the camper.  Saturday we woke up and ate breakfast and waited for the first parade to start at noon.  Alexis was so excited for the parade to start, she couldn't hardly stand the long wait.  Finally it started and there were alot of floats that threw beads and also there were marching bands and Army people.  Alexis got so many beads and stuffed animals at the first parade and we all had a blast.  The second parade started at 3 and had firetrucks, this parade was kind of dissapointing becasuse it didn't last long and didn't have many beads.  After that parade we walked the beach and the seawall and looked for shells and looked at all the interesting rigs on the seawall.  Then finally the fun all began at the last parade which was at night, they had fireworks and floats that were all lit up.  We got alot of beads at this one too. After the parade was over we loaded up the camper and went down to the Galveston State park, which took us so long to get there because there were so many detours and so much traffic.  We finally got there though and set up there for the night.  Then on Sunday we woke up and walked the beach and headed home.  Alexis, Stacie and Lucas ended up getting 550 beads from the parades and I got 145.  We had so much fun, I hope we get to go again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-3540426390761125287?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/3540426390761125287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=3540426390761125287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3540426390761125287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/3540426390761125287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/mardi-gras.html' title='Mardi Gras'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4723377495480366283</id><published>2008-01-24T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:28:31.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure anticipation</title><content type='html'>Ok so tonight Travis is finally coming home.  Thank GOD!  I am so excited that I don't have to be alone anymore at the house because I hate it.  Anyways tomorrow we are leaving for Galveston, that's right be jelous. LOL  We are going to Galveston for &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mardi Gras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we are taking our camper that way we can have a place to stay in between parades.  I am so excited to be going, my mom and Mark went last year and they had a blast so this year we are all going.  My sister and Lucas are going to meet us down there on Saturday because we will have Alexis and we are going to watch all 3 parades throughout the day.  Lucas is going to love the second parade with the fire trucks because he is really in to them.  And Alexis is excited about the last parade because that is the parade that throws out over 10,000 beads. YEA!  It should be neat too because the floats are going to be all lit up and it's right on the beach so it will be so NICE.  Anways I will update yall either when i am there or when I get back because I am in for another week of lonliness next week so I will have plenty of time to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4723377495480366283?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4723377495480366283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4723377495480366283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4723377495480366283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4723377495480366283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/pure-anticipation.html' title='Pure anticipation'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-1540195447661852370</id><published>2008-01-22T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:28:08.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Heath Ledger</title><content type='html'>So tonight I was shocked to hear the news about Heath Ledger.  He was found dead today in his Soho apartment, supposedly there were sleeping pills surrounding him.  He OD on them, but who knows if he meant to or if it was actually accidental like they say it was.  It so sad to see him die because he was a very talented actor and not to mention he was pretty cute!  I am also sad for his young daughter having to grow up without a father in her life.  Here is a video posted by Msnbc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/22789086#22789086"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/22789086#22789086&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-1540195447661852370?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/1540195447661852370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=1540195447661852370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1540195447661852370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/1540195447661852370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/rip-heath-ledger.html' title='RIP Heath Ledger'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2569359169340631844</id><published>2008-01-22T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:39:13.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>Ok so Travis left yesterday afternoon to head down to college station for some electrical class he is required to take and I am left home all alone and BORED!!!  I hate being alone and home by myself, I always have been though.  I remember as a little kid when Stacie and I would be home alone I would always be frightened that someone was gonna come and get us, my fear is still the same to this day.  I don't know why I haven't ever grown out of this fear, nothing has ever happened to me when I was home alone, KNOCK ON WOOD, but there are so many things on the news these days where people just randomly pick house to rob, and of course there are rapist out there too! YIKES!  Anyways he wont be home until Thursday night and then he has to turn around and go back again next week Monday-thursday, so I am in for a couple of weeks of pure lonliness.  Lastnight I cleaned house and lounged around on the couch and watched Dance Wars and tonight I suppose i will do the same things except it will be &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  So if anyone is around there computers and want to chat at all this week please look me up on messenger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2569359169340631844?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2569359169340631844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2569359169340631844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2569359169340631844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2569359169340631844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4856879460759511748</id><published>2008-01-18T17:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:12.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My the things kids will do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So yesterday when Travis and I went to visit mom and Mark my mom decided to share something with Travis and I that made me laugh so hard. My niece Alexis was at my mom's house over the weekend before her Chucky Party and one night she decided that she didn't want to be in the living room with all the rest of us, she wanted to be by herself and play with her toys. This isn't anything new, she likes to be alone sometimes that way she can play in peace without us complaining about her music, that she annoying likes to play on the keyboard, being to loud or having her brother bother her. Finally later that night she joined all the rest of us, but none of us knew what was really going on while she was in her room, however we did know that she was coloring in her coloring book and having a blast. Anyways so my mom tells me lastnight that while she was cleaning the kids room she came across something rather interesting so i said, "ok what did you find?" She told me that when she was picking up Alexis' mess that she found a lot of hair in her crayola box and that it looked as though Alexis cut her hair while she quitly playing in her room. I laughed so hard when i found out about this because when I was younger I had a Go Go My Walkin Pup and I trimmed the hair out of it's eyes because I told my parents, "He couldn't see". So when my mom showed me the lock of hair I instanly thought that she cut a babydolls hair or something of that sort, but no she cut her own hair. So then she picked up the phone and called Stacie to ask her if she noticed Alexis' hair being any different and she said, "No Why"? So my mom told her the story and then Stacie asked alexis about it and Alexis told her, "Yes I did cut my hair, I didn't want to but I had to" and Stacie was like why? Then Alexis told her that she did it because she wanted to go to school to learn how to cut hair. I couldn't believe that she cut her hair off, what a sneaky little thing, but atleast when Stacie asked her about it she was honest. Kids are so funny and they do the funniest things. I am sure that we will have a lot more funny things to come with Alexis and of course with Lucas because he is going to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TROUBLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R5I13BrTu1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/WHK-NLl5YLI/s1600-h/Stacies+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157243742751800146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R5I13BrTu1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/WHK-NLl5YLI/s200/Stacies+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4856879460759511748?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4856879460759511748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4856879460759511748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4856879460759511748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4856879460759511748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-things-kids-will-do.html' title='My the things kids will do!'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R5I13BrTu1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/WHK-NLl5YLI/s72-c/Stacies+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-6154500877644830873</id><published>2008-01-17T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:16:00.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Dallas</title><content type='html'>So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; we watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; there weren't that many embarrassments, don't get me wrong there were a few but not near as many as there were last season in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Austin&lt;/span&gt;.  Not many people really stood out to me either, there were a few select people that were great, but the judges let a few through to Hollywood that I thought weren't that great.  It makes me sad to think that two people I knew did not make it to Hollywood because they sounded to much like the past winners, but both of these girl are amazing singers because I have heard them both sing before.  They were both turned away though because the judges wanted something unique and different this year.  Still the one person that stands out from both nights of auditions is the horse trainer from Oregon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-6154500877644830873?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/6154500877644830873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=6154500877644830873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6154500877644830873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/6154500877644830873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/american-idol-dallas.html' title='American Idol Dallas'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-477677027050430499</id><published>2008-01-16T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:16:42.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>For many the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dreaded&lt;/span&gt; season and they don't want it to approach us, however for other such as myself I am very excited for the season to be here and see what the season has in store for us this year. I have watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since the second season and have become quite attached to the series for some reason, I guess it's possibly because I have always loved to sing and would love to be on the show myself to follow one of my dreams of becoming a successful singer. Anyways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; was the first night of this season and the auditions took place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/span&gt;, there were quite a few people that stood out to me, some were wonderful singers and some were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; there to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; themselves. There was on man in particular who came dressed up in a toga outfit and lets just say he looked HORRIBLE and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; should not have been wearing the outfit because on the top of his outfit all you could see surrounding it was hair, and the bottom was horrible because his butt cheeks were hanging out. So the judges told him to leave and get himself waxed and then return to the auditions and the idiot actually did it. Poor guy was horrible at singing too. There was one singer that I picked as my favorite so far, it was a horse trainer, I can't remember her name, but she sang amazing grace and she was phenomenal. So tonight the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;audtions&lt;/span&gt; take place in Dallas and I am hoping that there aren't many people there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;embarrasing&lt;/span&gt; our state of TEXAS. I actually knew a few people who tried out this year and didn't make it, and they are amazing singers so I look forward to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;seing&lt;/span&gt; what the judges think are good singers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-477677027050430499?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/477677027050430499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=477677027050430499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/477677027050430499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/477677027050430499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-131486672114894110</id><published>2008-01-15T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:13.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis' 5th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4zd3hrTupI/AAAAAAAAADw/KS79xMWi6pM/s1600-h/Alexis+5th+bday+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155739619434936978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4zd3hrTupI/AAAAAAAAADw/KS79xMWi6pM/s200/Alexis+5th+bday+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4zdcRrTuoI/AAAAAAAAADo/gHpqYTpBbXo/s1600-h/Alexis+5th+bday+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4zePhrTuqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wlaaNEBWj34/s1600-h/Alexis+5th+bday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155740031751797410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4zePhrTuqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wlaaNEBWj34/s200/Alexis+5th+bday+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; we had a birthday party for Alexis at where else, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chuck E Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I cant believe that she is 5 already, it seems like just yesterday she was just a baby. Kids grow up way too fast now days and she is no exception because wow does she think she is an adult already. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; sorry i was wondering for a minute and now I am going to get back on the subject of her party. :) Her party turned out great, we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people show up this year and she got so many presents. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We were there way too long though, or maybe it just seemed that way to me because I have been sick for the last week and that day all of my drainage was in my ears and I couldn't hear hardly anything, which is probably a good thing since there were so many children there. :) We couldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that Lucas actually like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because all I remember is the first time we had Alexis' birthday there she cried because she was afraid of him and Lucas just sat there and danced with him the whole time. What a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CUTIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Of course Alexis got a Hannah Montana cake, it had a little guitar on it with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lip gloss&lt;/span&gt; in it and she thought that was so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155736591482993266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4zbHRrTunI/AAAAAAAAADg/foK3BF3cpO0/s200/Alexis+5th+bday+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still not sure if she likes &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because Stacie is obsessed with her or if she really decided to like her on her own, but I really like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too, her show is very funny! I watch it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; because the kids I babysit really love the show. anyways I just wanted to say what a success Alexis' party was and say thanks to everyone who came or sent a present. &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/7967011640859576031-131486672114894110?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/131486672114894110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=131486672114894110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/131486672114894110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/131486672114894110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/alexis-5th-birthday.html' title='Alexis&apos; 5th birthday'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4zd3hrTupI/AAAAAAAAADw/KS79xMWi6pM/s72-c/Alexis+5th+bday+102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7354070058428575570</id><published>2008-01-07T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:14.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Paso with family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So this weekend was so much fun! Thursday night after I finally got off of work around 6pm me, Travis, mom and mark left for Richmond Texas to where my grandma was living. We got there around 11pm and we began doing some of the things that needed to be done in order to be ready for the trip we would be takin on Friday. Incase yall didn't know my grandma is now living in a hug fifth wheel, in order for her to be able to just pick up and travel wherever she wants, but Travis is her only way to get from place to place. So we finally got into bed at around 12:30am and we got up on friday at 6am and finished the rest of the packing. then we were out of there by 7am. The drive was for the most part boring and we made alot of stops because Travis would have to get diesel every 200 or less miles because grandma's camper weighs 20,000lbs. For the most part I-10 was the most boring scenery in the world with almost nothing to even look at and then when we started getting closer to el Paso there were beautiful mountains to look at. I LOVE THE MOUNTAINS, they are so beautiful! there is something that is so calming and peaceful about looking at the mountains. We finally got to EL Paso around 6:15 there time and we got Grandma and her camper set up in Anthony New Mexico which is a couple of miles from where my aunt, uncle and their two kids live. After we got everything settled at the campsite we met my aunt and the kids and weht out for dinner at this wonderful mexican restraunt. we didn't get to go with my my uncle because the church he is a youth minister at was having a lock in that night. Saturday morning me mom and grandma all got ready and went over to my aunt and uncle's house to visit, Travis and Mark had to stay behind at the camper because they had some work to do on the TV and some other minor things. When we got to Kevin and Sundi's we decided to do the tourist thing and drive around El Paso. Sundi took me to the church they attend and that Kevin is a youth minister at, which was BEAUTIFUL! then she took me on the scenic drive up Transmountain road where you went almost to the top of this mountain where the amazing house where and you could look down and all you see is the whole city of El Paso and some of Mexico. It was breathetaking! Then we went on this other road in the mountains and we were in the middle of them. After that we went back to Kevin and sundi's and visited a little while and then kevin joined us on our tourist drive and we went to La Mesilla, New Mexico. The drive was so beautiful, we stop at the Stahmann's pecan farm which is the biggest pecan farm in the US. The trees where beautiful there, they curved over the road and even though they aren't green right now they were still pretty. After that we were in La Messilla and we did some shopping there and then we drove back and picked up Mark and Travis and went to this great Steak and BBQ place called the State Line. Then we told them goodbye because we were going to be leaving on Sunday morning bright and early. Sunday we got up at about 8 and drove home. We made it home at about 6:30 which was awesome time since we stopped and at and that took about an hour. Anyways I just wanted to let everyone know what an amazing weekend I had with my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNEhrTulI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IF8Sjj3v-U0/s1600-h/El+Paso+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152836032564279890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNEhrTulI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IF8Sjj3v-U0/s200/El+Paso+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNERrTukI/AAAAAAAAADI/9iB60ZtwU0E/s1600-h/El+Paso+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152836028269312578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNERrTukI/AAAAAAAAADI/9iB60ZtwU0E/s200/El+Paso+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNEBrTujI/AAAAAAAAADA/fQ4yVugdvhI/s1600-h/El+Paso+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152836023974345266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNEBrTujI/AAAAAAAAADA/fQ4yVugdvhI/s200/El+Paso+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNDxrTuiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BB-6QK0Eysg/s1600-h/El+Paso+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152836019679377954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNDxrTuiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BB-6QK0Eysg/s200/El+Paso+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-7354070058428575570?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7354070058428575570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7354070058428575570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7354070058428575570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7354070058428575570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/el-paso-with-family.html' title='El Paso with family'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R4KNEhrTulI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IF8Sjj3v-U0/s72-c/El+Paso+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-4092926456271711008</id><published>2008-01-03T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:13:45.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El paso here we come</title><content type='html'>So tonight after I get off work, which may I add is my first day back in 2 weeks and I really don't want to be at work in the first place, we are loading up and leaving for El Paso for the weekend! :)  Well actually we are driving to Katy, TX first to load my grandma and her camper up and then we are making the long 14 or so hour trip to El Paso, TX where she will be living for the next couple of months in order to be close to my aunt and uncle and their two adorable kids.  I am absolutly ecstatic because I haven't seen Kevin, Sundi and the kids in quite sometime and I am sure that the kids are gettin so big and so grown up!  I am also very excited about traveling to El paso because I have never been there and it looks beautiful from the pictures I have seen.  Anyways I just wanted all of yall to know how completely excited I am about our trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-4092926456271711008?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/4092926456271711008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=4092926456271711008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4092926456271711008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/4092926456271711008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2008/01/el-paso-here-we-come.html' title='El paso here we come'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-7370283983553270450</id><published>2007-12-15T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:31:15.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok so I haven't updated this in awhile because I am not really sure that people actually come to this site and read it, however, I have decided to come here and ramble on today. :) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The last couple of months have been really crazy and have flown by so quickly, I can't believe it is December. Since the last time I wrote we have had thanksgiving, which was GREAT, however we did miss alot of peole that didn't get to attend this year such as Kevin, Sundi and the kids, and Suzy, Jesse and Aidan, and Susan and her kids were at the Cowboys game(they won), but still we did manage to enjoy ourselves. The food was amazing as always and well needed after a long year of waiting to have grandma's favorite stuffing. YUMMY! Alexis even helped out making the stuffing this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_txrTufI/AAAAAAAAACg/rlp0g31dkFA/s1600-h/thanksgiving+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144306730025597426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_txrTufI/AAAAAAAAACg/rlp0g31dkFA/s200/thanksgiving+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_tBrTucI/AAAAAAAAACI/WqzYvob9oZ4/s1600-h/2007+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The day of thanksgiving was very cold and it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;snowed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_tBrTucI/AAAAAAAAACI/WqzYvob9oZ4/s1600-h/2007+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144306717140695490" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="124" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_tBrTucI/AAAAAAAAACI/WqzYvob9oZ4/s200/2007+019.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We all were in shock that it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;snowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and we played outside in the snow for most of the day, I think the adults had more fun and enjoyment out of the snow then the kids had though, but the kids did still play a little. I didn't snow enough to make a huge &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;snowman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but we made a little one out of the little bit of snow that we managed to rake up off the cars and what not. We also had a few snow ball fights because you can't have snow without a big &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;snowball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;fight. (Again the adults were the ones throwing the snowballs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_tRrTudI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lPVO-qxK7eY/s1600-h/thanksgiving+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144306721435662802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_tRrTudI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lPVO-qxK7eY/s200/thanksgiving+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_thrTueI/AAAAAAAAACY/17TQ-eaYgsw/s1600-h/thanksgiving+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144306725730630114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_thrTueI/AAAAAAAAACY/17TQ-eaYgsw/s200/thanksgiving+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shawna and Tony brought their new baby boy Jacob who had just turned 1 month old and so adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q-SRrTubI/AAAAAAAAACA/r-MORdu7VDI/s1600-h/thanksgiving+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144305158067567026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q-SRrTubI/AAAAAAAAACA/r-MORdu7VDI/s200/thanksgiving+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanksgiving was an overall wonderuful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Now it is December and a couple of days before Christmas and I can't believe it is already almost here! The weather has been completely strange and it seems to not be able to make up it's mind. Today it is 35 degrees outside and on Wednessday it was 70, I wish that the temperture would just make up it's mind before it drives me crazy! We went to Katy a couple of weekend ago and we took Alexis and Lucas to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Alexis was completely excited about going to see him and knew exactly what she was going to ask him for, a BIRD, and Lucas was terrified of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as most kids are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2RB9BrTugI/AAAAAAAAACo/sCaieI1rvwo/s1600-h/2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144309191041858050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2RB9BrTugI/AAAAAAAAACo/sCaieI1rvwo/s200/2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2RB9hrTuhI/AAAAAAAAACw/UDh5-bj7WWM/s1600-h/2007+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144309199631792658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2RB9hrTuhI/AAAAAAAAACw/UDh5-bj7WWM/s200/2007+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well I am going to stop rambling now and I will update this again hopefully sooner then later. Love yall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7967011640859576031-7370283983553270450?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/7370283983553270450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=7370283983553270450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7370283983553270450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/7370283983553270450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-almost-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s almost Christmas.'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/R2Q_txrTufI/AAAAAAAAACg/rlp0g31dkFA/s72-c/thanksgiving+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2159059657579791812</id><published>2007-10-22T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T07:16:43.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 20,2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yesterday was a huge day and so very &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;exhausting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We had two parties at my mom's house, one for Lucas', my sister's one year old, birthday and then following that a spa party. Both parties were so much fun but it takes alot to get ready for parties especially when you have a mother that stresses like mine does about the littlest things. She's always worrying that her house is a mess and of course it never is. It was so nice to see everyone that came, we don't get to see most of these people very often so it was &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Lucas got so many great things for his birthday and he had a blast for the most part. During the Spa party some old friends that I haven't seen in years came. One of my friends Lauren that I played little league softball with back in the second grade came with her little boy who is so adorable. My friend Kari also came, I haven't seen her since highschool so it was really great to catch up. I'm so thankful that so many people came and I had a wonderful time. After both of the parties were done Stacie and I spent the night cleaning up mom's house because her and Mark left for Vegas during the second party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2159059657579791812?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2159059657579791812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2159059657579791812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2159059657579791812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2159059657579791812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-202007.html' title='October 20,2007'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7967011640859576031.post-2802267459415099583</id><published>2007-10-22T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T07:14:23.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Staying the night at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lastnight I had to stay the night at work because my boss is out of town with her daughter in Paris and her husband is away on a hunting trip.  I hated to stay the night though because my husband was sick with a stomach bug and was running a high fever and I was worried about him for most of the night eventhough I know he is a big boy and can take care of himself, but I still worry because he is my husband.  First thing when I get to work I checked my email and unexpectantly I get an email from my boss in Paris saying to make an appointment first thing in the morning to take Scott to the doctor for a rash that he has had for weeks but she didn't bother to take him to the doctor for.  So now I am stuck having to arrange everything with the doctor. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  Anyways the night went great eventhough I tossed and turned all night and didn't get much sleep and when I got up this morning it was pouring down rain outside and I really wasn't looking forward to the 20minute drive to take them to school.  It took me a little longer to get them to school because there was a big wreck on the highway and the traffic was horrible with idiot drivers who can't drive!!!  Because we all know that I think I'm a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; driver :) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!  So I finally get them to school and I try to call the doctors office which is horrible because they have this animated thing on their phone and it took them forever to finally call me back but I got it done. :)  Hopefully the rest of the day will go well, my boss is returning from Paris tonight so I'm excited that I don't have to spend the night here again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7967011640859576031-2802267459415099583?l=daisyqueen33.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/feeds/2802267459415099583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7967011640859576031&amp;postID=2802267459415099583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2802267459415099583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7967011640859576031/posts/default/2802267459415099583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daisyqueen33.blogspot.com/2007/10/staying-night-at-work.html' title='Staying the night at work'/><author><name>Amanda Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07878043148811915656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvwuXI0S6YA/TM9RklJAr0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxx2j8o3puY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
