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href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1278</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-9011855934183029213</id><published>2011-12-14T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T20:22:23.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>I think it has been three weeks since the flip phone. I have enjoyed my iPhone 4s more than I ever thought I would. I thought I would care about being connected, socially, throughout the day. That has been great. I can see what is going on and don't have to get the run down from Eric when I get home. I think what I like even more is being able to take and post pictures of any and everything. I take pictures of just about anything. &lt;p&gt;I take pictures of the kids. Of the clouds. Of my office. Of my pets. My friends. Anything. I LOVE it. I have taken more pictures of myself than I really care to admit. Mostly I delete them. Every now and again I will e-mail them to my husband. I have sent a couple of the younger kids to my older kids. Just being able to do it amazing. I can't believe how long I have gone without this possibility.  &lt;P&gt;I really enjoyed taking pictures on Thanksgiving. I think as I get more used to having it on hand, I will do more. I hope to get a bit creative with it as well. We shall see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-9011855934183029213?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/9011855934183029213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=9011855934183029213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/9011855934183029213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/9011855934183029213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6391122067366789513</id><published>2011-12-09T20:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T20:31:33.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week</title><content type='html'>I left work early Monday afternoon to go to urgent care. My asthma has been bugging me and didn't seem to be getting any better so I thought I better go in.&lt;p&gt;When I arrived I was told it would be an hour and a half wait. I knew it wouldn't. I waited about 2 minutes, maybe! Anyway, a breathing treatment, steroids and a couple inhalers later, I left. With two days off work! &lt;p&gt; Luckily I was able to reach someone that night. I hate calling in the morning. Of course I hardly slept. I slept about 5 hours that night. About 5 hours the next night. &lt;p&gt;I went to work on Thursday because we were having a holiday party. I didn't really enjoy myself as I was not still feeling up to it yet. I left early this morning. I was crying and shaky. I hate these meds after a few days. today is my last dose so I am hoping to be back to normal by Sunday. I hope so before I drive my family crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6391122067366789513?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6391122067366789513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6391122067366789513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6391122067366789513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6391122067366789513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-week.html' title='What a week'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2109329854829067906</id><published>2011-11-30T19:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:59:03.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>Well another year of blogging once a day is ending. I like it when it comes along. It reminds me to allow my mind to wander. I do often think in more than 140 characters (although not always). &lt;p&gt;This November has gone quickly. Christmas will be here quickly. I am somehow going to get through this holiday and not be completely broke by the 24th. haha no more figuring out how to eat for the rest of the month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2109329854829067906?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2109329854829067906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2109329854829067906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2109329854829067906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2109329854829067906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1382067586550362207</id><published>2011-11-29T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:51:22.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asthma</title><content type='html'>oh this weather is making it hard to breathe. Over rated, breathing? I used to think so. ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1382067586550362207?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1382067586550362207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1382067586550362207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1382067586550362207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1382067586550362207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/asthma.html' title='asthma'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5980623069842209914</id><published>2011-11-28T13:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:57:58.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one with the iPhone at work</title><content type='html'>Today is day one with the iPhone at work. I'm currently writing this via voice. I watched a little Netflix at lunch. I have definitely going have to bring my charger. It is nice to be able to text my husband during the day. I haven't taken too many pictures yet. It's funny but since it's new I don't want anyone to see Me with it.  No need to show off the new toy. I can't wait to see all the wonderful things this Siri can do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5980623069842209914?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5980623069842209914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5980623069842209914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5980623069842209914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5980623069842209914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-one-with-iphone-at-work.html' title='Day one with the iPhone at work'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-8363148156569473401</id><published>2011-11-27T17:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:16:16.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>A trip to Target. Reading. Watching TV. Turntable. &lt;p&gt;It's hot. Why is it so hot in late November. I almost turned the ac on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-8363148156569473401?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8363148156569473401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=8363148156569473401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8363148156569473401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8363148156569473401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4670126914684386245</id><published>2011-11-26T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T11:24:31.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell</title><content type='html'>yesterday. Oh man did I hurt my knee. Diego and I were putting the cart away at BevMo. We had to push our cart hard to get it into the other one, and the one on the other side went out. I was trying to run and catch it before it hit this lady's car and I tripped over Diego's foot. &lt;p&gt;Eric said he saw a lady talking to Diego and wondered "where is Di?" &lt;p&gt; Diego started crying, he thought it was his fault. Eric asked if I was okay. I said yes because Diego was so upset but I whispered No. Poor baby boy. Poor me. I think I shall live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4670126914684386245?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4670126914684386245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4670126914684386245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4670126914684386245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4670126914684386245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-fell.html' title='I fell'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-28085058643331057</id><published>2011-11-25T18:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:29:40.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone 4s</title><content type='html'>Eric and I were waiting and waiting because we knew that Apple would improve on the iPhone 4 and that someday they would go to Sprint. &lt;p&gt;So the news was out, they were going to Sprint and it was the iPhone 4s. Not completely new but totally different. &lt;p&gt;Watching the videos on Siri, I was blown away. Eric, we have to get those. Off to the Sprint store I go. &lt;p&gt;Will we get a discount? &lt;p&gt; What plans will you have?&lt;p&gt; What, when, where? &lt;p&gt;They knew NOTHING! I knew it wasn't the girl's fault but I was so mad.&lt;p&gt;Forget it. &lt;p&gt;Weeks and weeks later, Eric comes home with two.&lt;p&gt;I LOVE it. I may never have to type again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-28085058643331057?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/28085058643331057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=28085058643331057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/28085058643331057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/28085058643331057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/iphone-4s.html' title='iPhone 4s'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7024420669703161681</id><published>2011-11-24T22:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:32:55.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>Emma, for one of the best meals I have ever had&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7024420669703161681?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7024420669703161681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7024420669703161681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7024420669703161681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7024420669703161681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7618042056882007201</id><published>2011-11-23T22:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:30:22.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day</title><content type='html'>Posting from my iPhone 4SThis thing is really amazingSiri is way coolCan't wait to see all the things it does&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7618042056882007201?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7618042056882007201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7618042056882007201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7618042056882007201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7618042056882007201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-day.html' title='Great day'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1151719716039681295</id><published>2011-11-22T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:53:59.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things about me</title><content type='html'>I might have said all this before, but who cares. No one reads this anyway. cI don't spell well at all.&lt;p&gt;I HATE spiders. Not that I don't like them. I am scared. They make me want to curl up in a ball and cry.&lt;p&gt;I like to sort socks (but only when I like to) &lt;p&gt;I go through phases where all I will do is read and then I can't be bothered to pick up a book for weeks. &lt;p&gt;I like to cook on Sundays. I can make a big meal, but I don't care for it the rest of the week. &lt;p&gt;I like loud music &lt;p&gt;My husband is my best friend and the love of my life. The spark is still there &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1151719716039681295?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1151719716039681295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1151719716039681295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1151719716039681295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1151719716039681295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-things-about-me.html' title='Some things about me'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6972643650691058784</id><published>2011-11-21T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:23:38.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!</title><content type='html'>The La Galaxy won the MLS Cup! It was SO amazing. Yes there was rain. Yes we were wet. Who cares, it was GREAT! Here is a photo of us all of us pre-game. &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky_LPiJxtns/Tssjd7XdfqI/AAAAAAAABIc/XmnrAjPm30c/s1600/galaxy%2Bfamily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky_LPiJxtns/Tssjd7XdfqI/AAAAAAAABIc/XmnrAjPm30c/s400/galaxy%2Bfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That blur in the corner is my husband. haha and yes that is me with a bottle of tequila in hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6972643650691058784?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6972643650691058784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6972643650691058784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6972643650691058784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6972643650691058784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/yes.html' title='YES!'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky_LPiJxtns/Tssjd7XdfqI/AAAAAAAABIc/XmnrAjPm30c/s72-c/galaxy%2Bfamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2758524066283133279</id><published>2011-11-20T12:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T12:30:03.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MLS Cup</title><content type='html'>Today is the day that the LA Galaxy are going to win the MLS cup. I just know it. They just have too. I will make a prediction of 3-1 Galaxy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2758524066283133279?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2758524066283133279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2758524066283133279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2758524066283133279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2758524066283133279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/mls-cup.html' title='MLS Cup'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3654211393725039949</id><published>2011-11-19T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:40:32.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KyshyNoPOOo/TsiEijKE_hI/AAAAAAAABIM/_t2423LdYV8/s1600/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-11-19%2Bat%2B8.39.02%2BPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KyshyNoPOOo/TsiEijKE_hI/AAAAAAAABIM/_t2423LdYV8/s400/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-11-19%2Bat%2B8.39.02%2BPM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got my friends Andrea and Julie to join me. It really makes it more enjoyable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3654211393725039949?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3654211393725039949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3654211393725039949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3654211393725039949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3654211393725039949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-people.html' title='More people'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KyshyNoPOOo/TsiEijKE_hI/AAAAAAAABIM/_t2423LdYV8/s72-c/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-11-19%2Bat%2B8.39.02%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-262872021724408839</id><published>2011-11-18T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:57:11.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big a@@ tumbleweed</title><content type='html'>I was driving down the street today when I noticed a big ass tumbleweed. In Anaheim?! WTH. haha I LOVE tumbleweeds! Since the light was red, I thought I would take a picture. &lt;p&gt; Click on the picture for a full view&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkuxl_aizZY/TscZ1XfgfII/AAAAAAAABIA/vuVp10hyjBw/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkuxl_aizZY/TscZ1XfgfII/AAAAAAAABIA/vuVp10hyjBw/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is probably hard to tell how big it is so I took a picture of it next to my car. That thing is HUGE!&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-apjR0hs6Mxg/TscZ1O1FhyI/AAAAAAAABH0/SPkto3YfbWA/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-apjR0hs6Mxg/TscZ1O1FhyI/AAAAAAAABH0/SPkto3YfbWA/s400/2.JPG" /&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/7880430-262872021724408839?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/262872021724408839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=262872021724408839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/262872021724408839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/262872021724408839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-tumbleweed.html' title='Big a@@ tumbleweed'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkuxl_aizZY/TscZ1XfgfII/AAAAAAAABIA/vuVp10hyjBw/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7256626243344403319</id><published>2011-11-17T17:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:34:51.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>When I started working for the company I work for (13 years ago), it was 7.7 miles from my home. That was great. A quick trip on the freeway and I was there.&lt;p&gt;Then after many years we moved. We moved closer. Actually to the same city I live in. 3.8 miles away. Still took me about the same amount of time to get back and forth to work (10 minutes) but it much more relaxed. Much more! No freeway. I go down a nice street. Casual. &lt;p&gt;Lately coming home I need a new route. It is dark when I leave and I can't see very well in the dark and I go through some neighborhoods.&lt;p&gt;Seems as though I won't have to worry about it because after six years of working and living in the same city (I know not many people can say that), we are moving again.&lt;p&gt;Yep, another move. We need it. Smaller is necessary. We are moving....4.0 miles away. Ha ha I LOVE it. I could hop on the freeway or I could take a street. Either way. Whatever. Bliss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7256626243344403319?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7256626243344403319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7256626243344403319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7256626243344403319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7256626243344403319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-8581325114387239085</id><published>2011-11-16T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T19:45:48.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>Eric and I haven't really had a big deal Thanksgiving. We are both grateful to have the day off (and the next day too) but no big call for a huge meal. &lt;p&gt;This year our friends Emma and Mikey will be joining us. They are from England. Emma is a wonderful cook. She offered to cook dinner for us. I, of course, accepted. I have no problem with this. None whatsoever! &lt;p&gt;She sent me our menu. Please see below. &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starters:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prawn Cocktail&lt;p&gt;Pate on Toast&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chicken &amp; Beef&lt;p&gt;Veggies&lt;p&gt;Mashed potatoes&lt;p&gt;Roast Potatoes&lt;p&gt;Yorkshire Puddings&lt;p&gt;Stuffing&lt;p&gt;Pigs in blankets&lt;p&gt;gravy&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dessert:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sticky Toffee Pudding&lt;p&gt;One other thing but undecided.&lt;p&gt;Oh man I am so excited. It is going to be amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-8581325114387239085?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8581325114387239085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=8581325114387239085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8581325114387239085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8581325114387239085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey Day'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7117414015816097976</id><published>2011-11-15T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T07:13:29.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a test</title><content type='html'>of the non emergency broadcasting station&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7117414015816097976?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7117414015816097976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7117414015816097976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7117414015816097976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7117414015816097976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/test.html' title='a test'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-8045174683559033009</id><published>2011-11-14T22:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:20:25.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>The LA Galaxy cup final is on Sunday. Diego was scheduled to have his team pizza party at 1 so we figured we would go as soon as possible. Now they have rescheduled the games that we missed due to rain and there is one at 3pm. Obviously he will have to miss it. We are hoping to reschedule the party as well.I know he is going to be sad to miss another game but the boy does have his priorities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-8045174683559033009?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8045174683559033009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=8045174683559033009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8045174683559033009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8045174683559033009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2794800074887026084</id><published>2011-11-13T16:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:04:06.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As different as Night and Day</title><content type='html'>I always laugh (well not ALWAYS) when I walk into Diego's room. When I walk into Siobhan's room I smile. They are so different. I have posted photos of Diego's bed and Siobhan's bed. This is what they look like each and every day. Siobhan never has to be reminded to make her bed. Diego has to be threatened to make his. &lt;p&gt;I suppose if I were a better mom I might make his bed up for him, but I am not. Not to mention we have already been through two children and frankly, it isn't worth the bother. I think I will have to continue to "show" Diego how to make his bed though. Enjoy and well...be warned. haha&lt;p&gt;Siobhan's bed (She only has a shirt there because she had to change right before we left)&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2L6aUMgIvmM/TsBnLtEpdVI/AAAAAAAABHo/u8lMwdp7RF4/s1600/Siobhan%2527s%2Broom.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2L6aUMgIvmM/TsBnLtEpdVI/AAAAAAAABHo/u8lMwdp7RF4/s400/Siobhan%2527s%2Broom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diego's bed&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kpAWhCbXng/TsBnLQLFhNI/AAAAAAAABHc/XT-oWTKEssI/s1600/Diego%2527s%2Broom.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kpAWhCbXng/TsBnLQLFhNI/AAAAAAAABHc/XT-oWTKEssI/s400/Diego%2527s%2Broom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What is that on there? A non inflated soccer ball, a folder, a sweater, some pj's, an extra blanket and I have no idea what that black thing is. It looks like what I put my iPad in in my purse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2794800074887026084?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2794800074887026084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2794800074887026084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2794800074887026084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2794800074887026084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-different-as-night-and-day.html' title='As different as Night and Day'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2L6aUMgIvmM/TsBnLtEpdVI/AAAAAAAABHo/u8lMwdp7RF4/s72-c/Siobhan%2527s%2Broom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7039201932151660140</id><published>2011-11-12T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T13:39:40.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Change is hard. Change is difficult to say the least. &lt;p&gt;Maybe the worst part of change is when you think you are trying. Making an effort. Feeling as though you are changing a bit everyday only to find out others don't see it the same.&lt;p&gt;Maybe change doesn't mean what we think or how we feel but how it is perceived. Maybe it isn't change until someone else says something like "Wow, is that a new hair color?" or "You've lost weight". &lt;p&gt;Maybe the changes in how you think you are doing are really nothing at all. Of course this means all the thoughts and hard work you thought you were doing mean nothing. That can't be the case though...right?&lt;p&gt;How do you define change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7039201932151660140?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7039201932151660140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7039201932151660140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7039201932151660140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7039201932151660140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-687378015869160866</id><published>2011-11-11T18:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T18:33:28.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain and Soccer</title><content type='html'>Don't go well together. Well, especially not at Diego's age. He missed last weeks game (which was okay because it was first thing). I think he will probably miss tomorrows game if it rains as it is supposed to. It is supposed to start tonight at 10pm and go all day tomorrow. &lt;p&gt;Although I have never heard of it, they are going to try and have make up games. I think that is great! Diego was so sad he missed a game and may miss another. &lt;p&gt;We will be waiting and checking the website to see if the game is on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-687378015869160866?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/687378015869160866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=687378015869160866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/687378015869160866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/687378015869160866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/rain-and-soccer.html' title='Rain and Soccer'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4473994529040454465</id><published>2011-11-10T18:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:54:37.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>I got nothing. I am excited to watch Grey's Anatomy though. Looks like a tear jerker. &lt;p&gt;Eric and I have been watching a show on BBC (we LOVE BBC) called Whitechapel. It is a modern day Jack the Ripper. Good show. Not as good as Luther but good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4473994529040454465?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4473994529040454465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4473994529040454465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4473994529040454465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4473994529040454465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1614970523634498520</id><published>2011-11-09T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:43:08.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight's dinner</title><content type='html'>I made a household favorite tonight. Hobo dinners. Simple. Easy. Yummy &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b06Yx1_aAP8/TrtFMBQGeVI/AAAAAAAABGs/yone9WYBQLQ/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b06Yx1_aAP8/TrtFMBQGeVI/AAAAAAAABGs/yone9WYBQLQ/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Ground beef into a patty with onion and whatever veggies you want. Tonight I used brussel sprouts, baby carrots, mushrooms and potatoes. A pat of butter and seasoning all on a piece of foil. &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agh75gEee0Y/TrtFMY2ghAI/AAAAAAAABG4/BgNHCkiTP58/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agh75gEee0Y/TrtFMY2ghAI/AAAAAAAABG4/BgNHCkiTP58/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; You pull the foil up tight (like a Hobo's bag) and bake in the oven, straight onto the rack. We have an old oven so I let it go about an hour. I always have two or three that have just veggies. So if you don't eat meat, it is still great with just veggies.&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xRWyOAXnfQ8/TrtFM9ohzbI/AAAAAAAABHA/sZ7tdeWEtEc/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xRWyOAXnfQ8/TrtFM9ohzbI/AAAAAAAABHA/sZ7tdeWEtEc/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what it looks like when it is done. See all the juice? It is from the meat and the butter. It makes everything taste amazing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fp920W_A8j8/TrtFNJj0JZI/AAAAAAAABHU/9ytUM1pVZbg/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fp920W_A8j8/TrtFNJj0JZI/AAAAAAAABHU/9ytUM1pVZbg/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; One for everyone. Pour into a bowl and you are all set. No clean up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1614970523634498520?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1614970523634498520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1614970523634498520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1614970523634498520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1614970523634498520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/tonights-dinner.html' title='tonight&apos;s dinner'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b06Yx1_aAP8/TrtFMBQGeVI/AAAAAAAABGs/yone9WYBQLQ/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4296742754814418550</id><published>2011-11-08T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:25:57.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>early day</title><content type='html'>Eric and I got off work early today for Siobhan's Parent Teacher conference. It went well (of course). See photos tomorrow! &lt;p&gt;We skipped lunch and went out to eat linner about 3ish. I have had a bath, Diego has pj's on and Siobhan is almost done with her homework and it is only 6pm!&lt;p&gt;I really, really want to go lay down. Only I know if I do, I will wake up in the middle of the night or not able to sleep later. So what will happen, same as yesterday, is I will end up staying up too late because I miss the window! haha Mr. Sandman has moved on!&lt;p&gt;Why do I still have to use HTML on here for a new paragraph? Geez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4296742754814418550?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4296742754814418550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4296742754814418550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4296742754814418550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4296742754814418550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/early-day.html' title='early day'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4368014363337973033</id><published>2011-11-07T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:18:17.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>This last weekend was so busy, It was wonderfully busy. Friday night included some shopping, watching tv with the kids and turntable.fm. &lt;p&gt;Saturday's game (Diego) was rained out (from Friday). I bought clippers for the cat and cut her hair. In all honestly she looks like crap but at least her hair is short. I scratched her all over today and saw no hair come off. I think I will get better with time (let's hope). &lt;p&gt;Saturday night our friends Mikey and Emma went with us to Dia Las Muertos (Day of the Dead) in Santa Ana. We had fun. Ran into a couple of our cousins. We had a little bit to eat there and then stopped a hole in the wall taco place to fill out. They came over and we enjoyed their new puppy Ralph and I think they left around 2:30am (old time, haha). &lt;p&gt;Sunday was the La Galaxy game. I dropped Siobhan off at Albertsons because she had to sell Girl Scout nuts with her troop. Eric, Diego and I headed out to Carson. Luckily it did not rain! Had a good time at the tailgate. I had about...oh....a few shots of tequila. Maybe a few and then a few more. haha It was a little bit cold but everyone had fun. Of course the Galaxy WON! Which is amazing. &lt;p&gt;Eric called today to try and get a ticket for Siobhan to the game (currently we have 3 tickets but next year we will have 4), but they are already sold out. Man, that game is going to be amazing. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4368014363337973033?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4368014363337973033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4368014363337973033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4368014363337973033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4368014363337973033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3956124808682056634</id><published>2011-11-06T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:38:26.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap, I almost forgot</title><content type='html'>that i need to blog. tonight the Galaxy won and will be going to the Championship! Two more weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3956124808682056634?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3956124808682056634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3956124808682056634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3956124808682056634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3956124808682056634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/crap-i-almost-forgot.html' title='crap, I almost forgot'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1829738252923725377</id><published>2011-11-05T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:14:55.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOF6cDhDhQ8/TrXDXmJf95I/AAAAAAAABGE/6bfFLDzXAx4/s1600/halloween%2B2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="359" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOF6cDhDhQ8/TrXDXmJf95I/AAAAAAAABGE/6bfFLDzXAx4/s400/halloween%2B2011.jpg" /&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/7880430-1829738252923725377?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1829738252923725377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1829738252923725377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1829738252923725377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1829738252923725377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOF6cDhDhQ8/TrXDXmJf95I/AAAAAAAABGE/6bfFLDzXAx4/s72-c/halloween%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5431098515447613690</id><published>2011-11-05T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:36:44.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally did it</title><content type='html'>Today I went and bought some clippers to cut my cat's hair. I looked at reviews, prices, and thought f it. I bought the one they had at K-Mart. It works pretty well. I will post a picture later. Just remember, it works well, doesn't mean I do. Doesn't mean I did a good job. I just gave her a bath last night and now she is going to need another one because of all the loose hair. Poor baby. She was SO good too. She didn't like it. To do her belly, I had to hold her like a baby in one arm. Luckily she is used to being held like that.Oh and the hair color I sprayed her with on Halloween that we thought came off with the bath...nope. Underneath it was still there. That cat had a lot of hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5431098515447613690?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5431098515447613690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5431098515447613690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5431098515447613690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5431098515447613690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-finally-did-it.html' title='I finally did it'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3015812344734759967</id><published>2011-11-04T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:31:35.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday?</title><content type='html'>I feel I don't know what I want to write about. If I wait too long there will be too much tequila in the system and who knows what I will say. Doing a little turntable.fm I really enjoy this.  I haven't had a chance to DJ much tonight but it is still fun to hang out.Maybe I shall write again tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3015812344734759967?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3015812344734759967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3015812344734759967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3015812344734759967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3015812344734759967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday.html' title='Friday?'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2748474010881614620</id><published>2011-11-03T23:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T23:18:44.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Galaxy</title><content type='html'>Tonight the La Galaxy won 2 to 1 against the New York Red Bulls. I thought it was going to go differently as we were down by a point in the first few minutes of the game. But we can back and won! Yeah. Another game Sunday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2748474010881614620?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2748474010881614620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2748474010881614620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2748474010881614620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2748474010881614620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-galaxy.html' title='La Galaxy'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1349074406104443311</id><published>2011-11-02T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T19:10:17.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turntable.fm</title><content type='html'>have you heard of turntable.fm? My husband told me about it and I love it! This is a screen shot of my favorite room. I am in there somewhere&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cVPlWoc3JM/TrH2hpLWqaI/AAAAAAAABFo/sYZgkgQO3A0/s1600/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-11-02%2Bat%2B7.02.05%2BPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cVPlWoc3JM/TrH2hpLWqaI/AAAAAAAABFo/sYZgkgQO3A0/s400/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-11-02%2Bat%2B7.02.05%2BPM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You choose an avatar and pick a room with music you like and go there. When there is a free DJ spot, you head on up and play a tune. People either think it is "awesome" or "lame". For every person who likes it, you get a point. More points, different avatars. People can "fan" you and you can have favorite rooms. This makes it easier to find people you are a fan of when you are looking for a room to enter. You can create a room, but I haven't tried that yet. You can tweet or FB that you are in a room and it tells what room you are in and what song is playing. I like to tweet when I am playing something really cheesy. If you try it, look me for, CucsMom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1349074406104443311?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1349074406104443311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1349074406104443311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1349074406104443311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1349074406104443311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/turntablefm.html' title='Turntable.fm'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cVPlWoc3JM/TrH2hpLWqaI/AAAAAAAABFo/sYZgkgQO3A0/s72-c/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-11-02%2Bat%2B7.02.05%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2005960118229141166</id><published>2011-11-01T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:03:30.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How am I supposed to do this?</title><content type='html'>When I am all over the place? I am a very unorganized person and I just feel even more so lately. Right now Siobhan is trying to organize her Girl Scout nut order. We had to go pick it up and they didn't get half the order but it is my fault! I used the wrong e-mail address. It really isn't a big deal for two reasons. One, they are taking more orders and two, people haven't paid yet. If they don't get the nuts, they won't care (or remember).I am looking forward to getting back to every day blogging. I know Julie will keep me on my toes. haha I love competition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2005960118229141166?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2005960118229141166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2005960118229141166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2005960118229141166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2005960118229141166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-am-i-supposed-to-do-this.html' title='How am I supposed to do this?'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7963073513816309424</id><published>2011-10-28T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:24:50.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7L9az-ieQWA/TquADKSePQI/AAAAAAAABFM/CUCotxOkP-E/s1600/NaBloPoMo%2BOriginal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7L9az-ieQWA/TquADKSePQI/AAAAAAAABFM/CUCotxOkP-E/s400/NaBloPoMo%2BOriginal.jpg" 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title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7L9az-ieQWA/TquADKSePQI/AAAAAAAABFM/CUCotxOkP-E/s72-c/NaBloPoMo%2BOriginal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3980753059974137394</id><published>2011-10-16T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:55:25.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/23778927?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="398" height="239" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5895852700693612649</id><published>2011-10-16T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:33:24.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="226" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150163990020140" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150163990020140" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="226"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3533139218126139178</id><published>2011-10-16T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:06:19.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham is especially...</title><content type='html'>hot when he is mad!&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/30635677?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;autoplay=1" width="398" height="224" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3533139218126139178?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3533139218126139178/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-419615714325446947</id><published>2011-10-14T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T21:08:06.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of my life</title><content type='html'>Que, que fue lo que paso&lt;p&gt;De donde viene esa tristeza&lt;p&gt;Si tienes mi promesa que yo&lt;p&gt;Jamas te dejar'&lt;p&gt;Tu sabes bien como te quiero&lt;p&gt;En tierra, mar y cielo.&lt;p&gt;Y quiero ser tu mejor amigo&lt;p&gt;Llevame dentro de tu ser&lt;p&gt;Y adonde tu vayas, voy contigo&lt;p&gt;Mi alma a tu lado ir, te seguir&lt;p&gt;Conmigo siempre estar, donde tu estas.&lt;p&gt;Se, que mucho triunfaras&lt;p&gt;Y al mundo agarrar s sin miedo&lt;p&gt;Es todo lo que espero de ti&lt;p&gt;Es la fe que tengo en ti&lt;p&gt;De mi tienes toda confianza&lt;p&gt;Tu fuerza es mi esperanza.&lt;p&gt;Y quiero ser tu mejor amigo&lt;p&gt;Llevame dentro de tu ser&lt;p&gt;Y adonde tu vayas, voy contigo&lt;p&gt;Mi alma a tu lado ir, seguir&lt;p&gt;Conmigo siempre estar, donde tu estas.&lt;p&gt;Olvida las penas, rompe las cadenas&lt;p&gt;Que yo siempre estare, cerca de ti&lt;p&gt;Y quiero ser tu mejor amigo&lt;p&gt;Llevame dentro de tu ser.&lt;p&gt;Y adonde tu vayas voy contigo&lt;p&gt;Mi alma a tu lado ir, te seguir&lt;p&gt;Tu padre siempre estar donde tu estas.&lt;p&gt;Padre siempre estar' donde tu estas.&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-419615714325446947?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/419615714325446947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=419615714325446947&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/419615714325446947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/419615714325446947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-love-of-my-life.html' title='For the love of my life'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' 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I am having on this keyboard but there is no reason to since it is the same size but without the number pad. ha ha user error! I am using it now and the screen is amazing, I watched a video I took of Beckham being mad and it looked amazing!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVUBk6IU-_Y/TpZP3ZaQPsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nj8QqLr7pg8/s1600/IMG_0962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVUBk6IU-_Y/TpZP3ZaQPsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nj8QqLr7pg8/s400/IMG_0962.JPG" /&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/7880430-1149564284143618429?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1149564284143618429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1149564284143618429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1149564284143618429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1149564284143618429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-my-new-baby-see-old-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVUBk6IU-_Y/TpZP3ZaQPsI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nj8QqLr7pg8/s72-c/IMG_0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2354956507244757384</id><published>2011-10-10T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:14:20.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nighttime is falling</title><content type='html'>The blissful darkness. I really enjoy these nights. I can't wait until it is cold enough to enjoy the fireplace. Eric and I agreed we needed a fireplace and we use it every chance we get. I love when it is pouring rain and the kids and I get hom and have a nice warm fire by the time Eric gets home from work. Ahhh, warming your toes in front of the fireplace. Or waiting to see if the stupid long hair cat catches fire as she is RIGHT in front of the fire. (there are bets on that!)The long sunlight days are great in that the kids play outside and run around a lot.  But the darkness has my heart. I think because we are night owls over here (minus Diego...he's working on it) and we aren't those people who get tired just because it is dark outside. I think I wake up as the evening goes. If I could decide my own day. I would sleep in until about 10:30 everyday...lazy around and head to work about 4 and work, work, work. It is too bad that we have to follow a clock instead of allowing our ourselves to perform at our best when it works for us. Better yet, I think one of those jobs where you have to work 40 hours per week but you can break it down however you want. Two 20 hour days. ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2354956507244757384?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2354956507244757384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2354956507244757384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2354956507244757384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2354956507244757384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/10/nighttime-is-falling.html' title='Nighttime is falling'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7230690635992193087</id><published>2011-10-07T21:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:09:04.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still hurting</title><content type='html'>My back STILL hurts. I think this is the worst yet. 5 days later I am feeling okay if I don't really move too much. I work tomorrow but at least my work chair doesn't hurt. Eric and the kids are going to meet the La Galaxy players. Lucky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7230690635992193087?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7230690635992193087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7230690635992193087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7230690635992193087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7230690635992193087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/10/still-hurting.html' title='Still hurting'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2412749721332151585</id><published>2011-10-04T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:51:46.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of commission</title><content type='html'>argh I hurt my back on Sunday. I finally got to lay down about 2pm. Stayed there until about 5pm on Monday. I feel a bit better now, but not too much. I think I keep forgetting how old I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2412749721332151585?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2412749721332151585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2412749721332151585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2412749721332151585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2412749721332151585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/10/out-of-commission.html' title='Out of commission'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1221893055167434040</id><published>2011-10-02T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T09:30:14.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not true! But it is.</title><content type='html'>When my father first passed away. I had dream after dream that it wasn't true. People would tell me he didn't really die. It was just a joke. In my dreams, I knew it was true because I thought to myself that my dad's wife, Gabby, could never fake that. I just knew it.&lt;p&gt;It didn't matter that I saw my Dad dead. The most horrible moment in my life is not when I walked into that room to see his lifeless body there with the tube coming out of his throat. It was the moment I laid my head on his chest and thought "Why isn't he touching me" Oh my God. He will never again reach up and put his hand on my head. He won't hug me. He won't laugh again. He won't...anything.&lt;p&gt;I still can't talk about that moment. How difficult that was. Actually saying the words of how I felt, impossible.&lt;p&gt;Last night I had another. It was different. It involved more people. It involved Eric's Aunt and Uncle who live across the street from my Dad. His Aunt is the one who called me and told her there was an ambulance at his house.&lt;p&gt;The dream was, again, all these people telling me that he hadn't really died. It was a prank. He was alive and well. It couldn't be I cried. Impossible. My dad would NEVER do that to me. He would never allow me to suffer to much for six years. My dad wouldn't let six years go by and not contact me. So there I was. Walking down his street. &lt;p&gt;He is standing at his car putting something in the trunk. WHAT? He looks at me and shrugs as if to say "oops". WHAT?! I run away screaming. Crying. Eric's Aunt and Uncle telling me how he had to do it. I was hysterical. &lt;p&gt;Then I woke. No answers. No reasons. It was horrible. When I woke I knew it was a dream. I wasn't even crying as I sometimes do. But I thought, why now. Why the change in dream?&lt;p&gt;I am not sure but I need my head to understand that I don't want these dreams anymore. Give me some memories or something else. Anything else.&lt;p&gt;I used to think I saw my Dad everywhere when he died. He was the guy walking in our neighborhood I never really noticed before. Someone leaving a building ahead of me. Luckily that doesn't happen anymore. Causing my heart to stop. The tears to flow and for one split second to want to call out "Dad?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1221893055167434040?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1221893055167434040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1221893055167434040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1221893055167434040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1221893055167434040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-not-true-but-it-is.html' title='It&apos;s not true! But it is.'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2947857501995292967</id><published>2011-09-29T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:23:19.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I heard  &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/Ekb92EUUeQg" target="_blank"&gt;this song&lt;/a&gt;   during a movie I watched the other night. The movie was in French except for the music. It was all in English. I found this tune spoke to me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2947857501995292967?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2947857501995292967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2947857501995292967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2947857501995292967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2947857501995292967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-heard-this-song-during-movie-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7563311332689693840</id><published>2011-09-29T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:20:07.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Nights</title><content type='html'>ahhh it is 7:15. I have my pj's on. I have finished dinner (okay it was chicken from Albertson's but we have eaten already). Kids are working on their homework and are almost done. It is dark outside. A nice cool breeze is coming through the windows. This is just the way I like it. Early enough to watch a movie or finish a book. Plently of time to do some laundry or clean up a bit. Twitter time or to play a game. When the time changes I will feel this way when I get home. I like it!Sure, the kids can't play outside until 8pm but we have more family time I think because we are all together which is wonderful too. Darkness brings comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7563311332689693840?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7563311332689693840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7563311332689693840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7563311332689693840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7563311332689693840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/early-nights.html' title='Early Nights'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7732504030111920832</id><published>2011-09-27T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T18:08:58.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>litter?</title><content type='html'>Do you think it is littering if you let your loose hair out the window while driving?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7732504030111920832?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7732504030111920832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7732504030111920832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7732504030111920832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7732504030111920832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/litter.html' title='litter?'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3556366747830672773</id><published>2011-09-26T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:43:55.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>Driving to pick up a friend and take him home from work I see her. She is standing there just like so many others. Same sign. Clean clothes although they look old and don't match. She stands. I am unable to look away. Probably a few years older than me. Throwing away any dignity for a few dollars. I have a wonderful hearted friend who gives money to every person who is asking. It is just who she is. Giving. She believes in helping other people. Once, about 20 years ago, someone asked for change in front of the hospital. They needed gas to get home. I had about three dollars and I gave it to him. It was literally all the money I had. I didn't mind, I felt good about what I was doing.  A few hours later my friend called. She had been to the hospital and mentioned someone asked her for change for gas. Oh my gosh, I felt cheated. It was all the money I had and I gave it away willing. (Mind you at that time, three dollars alone would get someone home). How dare he take my money and lie to me. I was crushed.But this lady...something is different. Somehow.I help people. I think I am nicer than most people. I can be a complete bit%h but I am very courteous. I will hold the door. I will be polite to strangers. I have been know (too often for my husbands comfort) to pick people up who just miss the bus and take them to the next bus stop. I help in my way. But my money...no!This month was financial hard for me personally. I had a lot of bills, but I had money to pay them. I have a college degree. My husband has a college degree. I have a newer car. We have a house and it has food, clothes and many things we enjoy but don't need. What about her? I can't stop thinking...how far away are any of us from being where she is? One life change, or one person who was there for you, wasn't...things would be so different.I opened my money spot in my car. I had a dollar. One dollar. Nothing really. Not even a pack of gum anymore. I stuck it out the window. She rushed over. I couldn't look away. She said "thank you" about three times. I looked at her and wondered what her life is like. Does she have a place to stay? Does she get enough to eat? It wasn't that she was a woman. Whatever it was, she touched my life that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3556366747830672773?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3556366747830672773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3556366747830672773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3556366747830672773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3556366747830672773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5326805073903454568</id><published>2011-09-22T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T23:30:17.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule</title><content type='html'>Siobhan started Girl Scouts again. She has a meeting every 2nd and 4th Thursday. Diego has practice Monday and Wednesday. I guess it couldn't be too bad. The biggest problem is there just isn't enough time for homework. Siobhan has been working on homework until at least 9:30 every night this week. I know she is in 4th grade and I know it is GATE, but sheesh. We tell her to work on her homework at Grandma's after school. She says she does but still has hours? I don't know. And she is with Grandma who of course wants her to relax. I understand, I want her to too but not if it means staying up all night on homework with no down time.Sigh... I am hoping we just need a better rhythm going on. She is pretty self motivated, but she might need some assistance now that things aren't so easily completed. It would be different if it were difficult for her. It isn't, just time consuming. I should be asleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5326805073903454568?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5326805073903454568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5326805073903454568&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5326805073903454568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5326805073903454568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/schedule.html' title='Schedule'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2461650619870873976</id><published>2011-09-20T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T13:22:44.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kept from working</title><content type='html'>This cough has claimed its first victim. I have been home from work for two days. Yesterday I slept all day. Slept all night too. I think I need some cough medicine or maybe some musinex (sp?) Siobhan didn't want Raisin Bran this morning and she didn't want eggs either so she was pretty much being a brat. She wanted a Pop Tart. Yeah right. She had a banana. I sent money for hot lunch because the idea of making lunch was just too much. I can be lazy but this is something else.I can't find my cat. Cucui opened the door last night. I am not sure if she got out or not. I have been calling her all day...nothing. Stupid cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2461650619870873976?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2461650619870873976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2461650619870873976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2461650619870873976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2461650619870873976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/kept-from-working.html' title='kept from working'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1688230335717178482</id><published>2011-09-18T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T16:43:09.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Up</title><content type='html'>I think I stood most of the day yesterday. Diego had a soccer game. I stood through that. I like to be able to walk back and forth and follow them on the field. Diego did pretty well against his cousins team. The Blue Bandits won 1-0.We went to Chili Pepper for brunch. No champagne this time...knew I needed to drive.I dropped Eric and Diego off at home so Diego could shower. Siobhan and I went to buy ice and squirt. Oh, and right now Albertsons has a coupon for .79 Squirt. I think I will be stopping by everyday until it ends. I have paid $1.79 for one!Then we piled in the car and headed out to the LA Galaxy game. We planned to arrive at 4 and did pretty good time (4:15). We arrived right after Heather and Eli. What a time. We had SO many people who came by for the Galaxy Shore. Our cousins Bobby and Stacy came with their kids and they brought some friends too. Of course all our regulars were there as well. I didn't get to see Evelyn until we were in the stadium though.I stood through most of that as well. That, along with this coughing, I was tired last night. Slept okay though so that was nice. A wonderful way to spend a Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1688230335717178482?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1688230335717178482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1688230335717178482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1688230335717178482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1688230335717178482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/stand-up.html' title='Stand Up'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1873147198025263068</id><published>2011-09-17T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T09:39:00.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse Me</title><content type='html'>OH my how I have a cough that will not go away. Not only does it keep me awake, it is bothering my asthma as well. I imagine I will be have the raspy sexy voice soon. That is a bonus at least. hahaEnjoyed day one of Oktoberfest at The Phoenix Club last night. They are doing tickets now which I don't like. I suppose it is easier for them only having one place that actually deals with money but it is a pain. You have to figure out how much you need first. I know, I know, you can go buy more tickets, but every time the kids want an ice cream...go buy another ticket. At least the Kettle Corn guy was cash. I bought a huge bag and our table managed to finish it off. We ran into family there too. Saw one of my favorite cousins who I haven't seen in so long although he lives really close. Weird how you allow that. Don't see people even though they are nearby. Anyway, it was fun. The kids had fun on the play area. No petting zoo this year. No booth selling baked goods either (really bummed about that).Today, Diego has a game in a bit. Later the LA Galaxy game. Tomorrow we are going to dinner with some friends. No kids! A real double date!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1873147198025263068?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1873147198025263068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1873147198025263068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1873147198025263068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1873147198025263068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/excuse-me.html' title='Excuse Me'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2138280819812707482</id><published>2011-09-14T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T07:40:00.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Amazingly Proud</title><content type='html'>I am so proud of my husband. He is following his dreams and ideas and that can only take him wonderful places. I envy creativity. I, myself, do not have any. I don't really "see" art. I don't think of wonderful things to make or cook. I don't decorate. I don't do cards. I love music but only so far as to listen. I can be amazingly supportive though. I believe him far more then I think he believes in himself. Life is all about taking chances and this is his turn. He supported me through school. He gives me love and encouragement everyday. I feel as though I am so lucky to have found my soul mate. To know what true love is. To anticipate coming home to him every day. TMI, but kissing my husband still drives me wild.I love you babe. You are the one I am meant to be with for, yes, the rest of my life. I know it is a long time. I know. And, really, thank God for that! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2138280819812707482?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2138280819812707482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2138280819812707482&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2138280819812707482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2138280819812707482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-amazingly-proud.html' title='So Amazingly Proud'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-8713679991106402358</id><published>2011-09-12T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:14:07.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><content type='html'>I've got a little cough and thought about staying home today but I went to work. I am glad I did although there was an hour or so I thought I might fade. Diego had soccer practice today. It was almost a bit cold by the time they finished (just after 6:30) Some how the cold air has not yet made its way into our house ( a couple hours later). I have little to say now. Maybe later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-8713679991106402358?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8713679991106402358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=8713679991106402358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8713679991106402358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8713679991106402358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-2530039963636802105</id><published>2011-09-11T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:54:08.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>committed</title><content type='html'>I am welcoming myself back to my blog. It seems it is like an old friend. You can go away for a while but once you see them again, it just like old times. Diego's game went well. I am settling into being Team Manager and I don't think I am completely blowing it!Weekends that involve doing something on Friday are wonderful. It makes the weekend seem so much longer. This past Friday was the Galaxy game and Siobhan was sent off on her SeaWorld Trip. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ajx8RXKOrw/Tm1zt71cyUI/AAAAAAAABE0/MrDnyLhzSR0/s1600/Sea%2BWorld.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ajx8RXKOrw/Tm1zt71cyUI/AAAAAAAABE0/MrDnyLhzSR0/s400/Sea%2BWorld.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;where of course she had a wonderful time. There were so many things I should have gotten done today, but I was lazy. I did get to the market, wash some clothes and make dinner so not too bad. Oh, and I washed my car. Went to the spray place but who cares, it is nice and clean again.Today is my friend Julie's birthday. I hope she has a wonderful day. This is where I met her many, many years ago. We have an amazing bond. I know it will last a life time. I feel honored to know her and her family. Happy birthday wonderful friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-2530039963636802105?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2530039963636802105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=2530039963636802105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2530039963636802105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/2530039963636802105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/committed.html' title='committed'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ajx8RXKOrw/Tm1zt71cyUI/AAAAAAAABE0/MrDnyLhzSR0/s72-c/Sea%2BWorld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6731201746876559504</id><published>2011-09-10T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T08:05:06.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Mother Nature</title><content type='html'>Severe storms are close to your location. That is the weather forecast for today. Currently light sprinkles with some thunder (which was loud enough to wake me up). I am wondering if Diego will have his first game today at 1pm. I am sure the rain will stop by then but they often close the fields when they are wet because they don't want them to get ruined. Especially the one DIego is playing on. We shall see.I hope it rains all day. We were using the ac two days ago for hundred degree heat, if we could use the fireplace today, that would be great! Maybe stream Breaking Bad seasons 1-3 which is now available on Netflix!Siobhan is at Sea World. I checked the weather there and it is okay. Cloudy, but that is it! I hope she is having a wonderful time. I think we should have gotten her a better sleeping bag for her trip. We had a really good one, well two of them, but somehow they went missing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6731201746876559504?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6731201746876559504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6731201746876559504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6731201746876559504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6731201746876559504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-mother-nature.html' title='Hello Mother Nature'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-8818579582029244799</id><published>2011-09-09T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T16:14:33.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Weeks are the Longest</title><content type='html'>How come a short week feels much longer? Monday was a holiday and although it SHOULD make the rest of the week fly by, it never works that way.Our baby girl is away at Sea World for an overnighter! She is there with her Girl Scout troop. They left a little bit ago and will be staying until late tomorrow night. She was so excited to go I am surprised she slept last night. I told her to take a lot of photos but I am hoping she manages to get in some too! Tomorrow to going to seem like a very long day without her here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-8818579582029244799?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8818579582029244799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=8818579582029244799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8818579582029244799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/8818579582029244799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/short-weeks-are-longest.html' title='Short Weeks are the Longest'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6686435612018805035</id><published>2011-09-08T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:27:31.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling disconnected</title><content type='html'>I am unable to be on any social sites during work hours. From about 7:45 until 5:30 I have NO idea what is going on. People chat back and forth on twitter and although I attempt to catch up when I get home, I give up. There are HUNDREDS of missed tweets to attempt to read. When I try, I end up commenting on something that is so old or has already been talked about. Usually I just glace at it and think...forget it. Facebook sucks but I check there. Again, I don't go very far. I don't care if you need something for your game anyway. At least with Twitter, Eric will usually tell me if I missed something good!The sun is going down a bit earlier these day. I enjoy the dark early. Am I the only one? It feels so late, and you look over and "What?! It's only 7:30!" That means there are HOURS left in the day! Woo HooI am the Team Manager for Diego's soccer team this year. Not sure how it happened, but I got through all those years of Krystal and Bradley in soccer and managed to skip it, I figure it is my turn.Our AT&amp;T U-verse has been acting up. They sent us a new box (which arrived a day early). We are going to switch it out but we lose everything on the DVR. I'm gonna try and watch everything I can until I can't watch anymore! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6686435612018805035?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6686435612018805035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6686435612018805035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6686435612018805035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6686435612018805035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/09/feeling-disconnected.html' title='Feeling disconnected'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7094142111159991714</id><published>2011-06-07T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:25:02.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='netflix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBC'/><title type='text'>Ahhh Netflix how I love thee</title><content type='html'>I stream Netflix every night when I go to bed. I have watched some great shows like Bones which allowed me to watch all of them and catch up to the current one. Most of the shows I watch are British shows so I thought I would list them in case anyone is interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin &amp; Stacey (comedy about a couple and their family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Touch of Frost (detective show) lots of episodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Monday (only one season but watched like a movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wire in the Blood (psychologist working with police, I kinda got a crush on this guy)-lots of episodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luther (which we watched on tv but was worth another watch) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc Martin (cute show about a surgeon who is suddenly scared of blood) ok for the whole family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Who (my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to find more good shows out there to watch. If you know of any, please let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7094142111159991714?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7094142111159991714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7094142111159991714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7094142111159991714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7094142111159991714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/06/ahhh-netflix-how-i-love-thee.html' title='Ahhh Netflix how I love thee'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7486254943108858866</id><published>2011-05-16T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T09:51:15.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little Galaxy Shore for you &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/23613392" target="_blank"&gt;click here to view&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7486254943108858866?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7486254943108858866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7486254943108858866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7486254943108858866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7486254943108858866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-galaxy-shore-for-you-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3194819409609807046</id><published>2011-05-16T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T07:00:41.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is that on tv?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/23778927" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to find out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3194819409609807046?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3194819409609807046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3194819409609807046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3194819409609807046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3194819409609807046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-is-that-on-tv.html' title='Who is that on tv?'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3045819497310829143</id><published>2011-04-29T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T07:15:42.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love those Woot writers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HuJcu83kw74/TbrH6sNnpQI/AAAAAAAABD4/F0APfz1-qMA/s1600/_License_and_Registration_g6sDetail.png"&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/-HuJcu83kw74/TbrH6sNnpQI/AAAAAAAABD4/F0APfz1-qMA/s400/_License_and_Registration_g6sDetail.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601008897703257346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SEEMS TO BE THE PROBLEM, OFFICER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st place in Derby #196: Amusement Parks, with 1082 votes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Evenin’ sir. Can I see your license and registration?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Like, my Driver’s License? I’m on a go-kart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bumper car.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumper car. That’s what I meant. What’s wrong with a little fun at the fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Had a few funnel cakes today, sir?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Well. Two. But what would a funnel cake have to do with-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m gonna need you to step out of the bumper car for me, sir.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when are there cops at the county fair? And on the bumper cars no less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not technically an officer of the law, sir, but I am part of a division of TSA and that means I can ruin your life just as easily as the IRS, CIA, or ATF.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have any idea how fast you were driving?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…uh, no actually. There’s no speedometer. Wait, don’t they all go the same speed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oooh, a question asker. I see. Have any idea why I stopped you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m guessing the speeding thing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You were weaving all over the road. You even hit somebody back there. Didn’t so much as stop to see if they were okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But…but it’s bumper cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m aware of what your vehicle is, sir. I’m wondering if you’re aware of the damage you’ve caused.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But…but it’s bumper cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You got anything else to say, hot shot? You know you could’ve killed someone out there just now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that is technically possible, but I have to say I think it’s highly unlikely that I would’ve-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I need you to recite Chapter 3 from the novel Hatchet backwards for me, sir.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hatchet, sir. The 1987 Gary Paulsen masterpiece that turns hundreds of thousands of American school children onto reading every year. I need you to recite the third chapter to me, backwards.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can DO that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright sir blow into this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s an ear of fried corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re refusing to take a breathalyzer test at this time?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I’m just saying I don’t see how an ear of corn is going to-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sir turn around and place your hands behind your back. At this time I am placing you under arrest for BWI, that’s Bumping While Intoxicated. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney-”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow! OW! You’re twisting my arm really hard! I want an attorney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll have either the County Fair Queen or Miss Maple Bar down here in a minute for your representation. Until then you’ll be held in the 4H hog pens.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah yeah, you’re out hitting everybody on the bumper car floor and somehow I’m the bad guy. I’m just doing my job, sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3045819497310829143?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3045819497310829143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3045819497310829143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3045819497310829143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3045819497310829143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-those-woot-writers.html' title='Love those Woot writers'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HuJcu83kw74/TbrH6sNnpQI/AAAAAAAABD4/F0APfz1-qMA/s72-c/_License_and_Registration_g6sDetail.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-491931235367729529</id><published>2011-04-14T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T20:53:10.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr who'/><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>Dr. Who starts again on the 23rd. We are all very excited about watching it, Diego especially. Our WONDERFUL friend Emma brought us some Dr Who mags from England. They have a surprise in every one. The fez was a big hit. Looking forward to i!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-491931235367729529?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/491931235367729529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=491931235367729529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/491931235367729529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/491931235367729529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/04/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1270492069540508114</id><published>2011-04-13T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T18:15:25.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passat wagon'/><title type='text'>Here it is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4WPuspsP10/TaZKhkm23QI/AAAAAAAABDw/ChS2jR3euwk/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-12%2Bat%2B11.24.19%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4WPuspsP10/TaZKhkm23QI/AAAAAAAABDw/ChS2jR3euwk/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-12%2Bat%2B11.24.19%2BPM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595241527677213954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the EXACT one but it looks just like this with no tint. Our new addition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1270492069540508114?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1270492069540508114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1270492069540508114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1270492069540508114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1270492069540508114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/04/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is!'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4WPuspsP10/TaZKhkm23QI/AAAAAAAABDw/ChS2jR3euwk/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-12%2Bat%2B11.24.19%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4141270202956823293</id><published>2011-04-11T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:37:21.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING</title><content type='html'>Some might take offense to the following photo. I don't know who, but someone. So just in case you don't want to see...don't look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7Xibl2vDRM/TaOsqPPq1zI/AAAAAAAABDo/a-7Aic6fquQ/s1600/mf9x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7Xibl2vDRM/TaOsqPPq1zI/AAAAAAAABDo/a-7Aic6fquQ/s400/mf9x.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594505003771025202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4141270202956823293?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4141270202956823293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4141270202956823293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4141270202956823293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4141270202956823293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/04/warning.html' title='WARNING'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7Xibl2vDRM/TaOsqPPq1zI/AAAAAAAABDo/a-7Aic6fquQ/s72-c/mf9x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5113459744795385744</id><published>2011-04-03T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:02:18.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beckham'/><title type='text'>Today I met...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufZ0EHyBa4U/TZles2YmCxI/AAAAAAAABDg/Epe2ibcvOaQ/s1600/Becks.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufZ0EHyBa4U/TZles2YmCxI/AAAAAAAABDg/Epe2ibcvOaQ/s400/Becks.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591604536963107602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so nice and friendly. Of course we all know he is HOT, it's obvious, but you don't always expect them to be friendly. Thanks Becks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5113459744795385744?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5113459744795385744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5113459744795385744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5113459744795385744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5113459744795385744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/04/today-i-met.html' title='Today I met...'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufZ0EHyBa4U/TZles2YmCxI/AAAAAAAABDg/Epe2ibcvOaQ/s72-c/Becks.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3155986314388143393</id><published>2011-04-03T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:00:00.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LA Galaxy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><title type='text'>I had a thought</title><content type='html'>Something I wanted to write about and the thought has fled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are on week two of Spring Break. I am staying home this week. My plan is to paint Diego's room, plant our avocado tree (before it dies) and plant a tomato plant or two. Oh, and somewhere in there, try and have some fun with the little one's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching a show called Doc Martin. I watched all four seasons. I thought it was an older show but it looks like they are coming out with a season 5. I watched it on Netflix but they are showing it on PBS too now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siobhan has another doctor appointment tomorrow with her GI. Her medicine arrived so I think I will start it today. We have a Meet and Greet with the LA Galaxy today too. Is there any chance in hell my bracelet will be the one that allows me to meet Beckham? If not, screw it, I don't care! ha ha I'll let you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3155986314388143393?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3155986314388143393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3155986314388143393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3155986314388143393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3155986314388143393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-had-thought.html' title='I had a thought'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7556867038034355759</id><published>2011-03-30T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:26:38.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling My car</title><content type='html'>I gotta get a new one. I have been looking for a bit now. Feeling antsy about it. I just want to tell Eric to find something and I will go buy it. I don't care anymore I just want something that I KNOW will get me from A to B and that we can use to drive for adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7556867038034355759?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7556867038034355759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7556867038034355759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7556867038034355759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7556867038034355759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/03/selling-my-car.html' title='Selling My car'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4859732494759861053</id><published>2011-03-28T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:47:24.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good...</title><content type='html'>Diego called last night from Nana's house to say "good-night". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning he called and said "I am calling for the opposite of tonight". ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4859732494759861053?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4859732494759861053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4859732494759861053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4859732494759861053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4859732494759861053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/03/good.html' title='Good...'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3752243417828805176</id><published>2011-03-27T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:37:19.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta get back here</title><content type='html'>I spend too much time on Twitter and Words with Friends. Today I got to hang out with my mom for a bit. We were in the car and Diego speaking to my mom said "Hey my mom's mom". He cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday SIobhan and Diego do or say something that makes me giggle or blows my mind. I think I will do better about putting it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3752243417828805176?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3752243417828805176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3752243417828805176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3752243417828805176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3752243417828805176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/03/gotta-get-back-here.html' title='Gotta get back here'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-39091531612834539</id><published>2011-01-05T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T17:58:02.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not stay at home mom material</title><content type='html'>I am reminded each time I take a long period of time off work that I am not stay at home mom material. I want to stay in my pj's all day. Do nothing or go out and spend money. Neither are a good option for each day. I do wish I could be home when the kids get out of school. Some sort of adjusted day. Instead of 8:30-5, maybe 6:30-3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would live plenty of time for homework, errands, etc and time to relax in the evenings. I might actually cook dinner every night. There would be so much time to prepare a meal. I say that anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-39091531612834539?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/39091531612834539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=39091531612834539&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/39091531612834539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/39091531612834539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-stay-at-home-mom-material.html' title='Not stay at home mom material'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4753443973328949943</id><published>2011-01-02T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T17:45:14.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like old times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TSEpxaUK8_I/AAAAAAAABDM/A7C6qMGQxWY/s1600/Ann%2Band%2BAndy.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/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TSEpxaUK8_I/AAAAAAAABDM/A7C6qMGQxWY/s400/Ann%2Band%2BAndy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557769344006157298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these as we were walking around the plaza in Orange today. They were in the window and I had to go in and see if the price was actually for both. When she confirmed it was both, I said "I'll take them". I love looking at them on Siobhan's bed. I hope she enjoys them too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4753443973328949943?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4753443973328949943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4753443973328949943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4753443973328949943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4753443973328949943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-like-old-times.html' title='Just like old times'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TSEpxaUK8_I/AAAAAAAABDM/A7C6qMGQxWY/s72-c/Ann%2Band%2BAndy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1944534332087974374</id><published>2010-12-19T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T12:56:57.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be Home for Christmas</title><content type='html'>I have issues with this song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they RSVP-"You can count on me". Not a maybe, or probably but you can COUNT on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then demands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please have snow. Mistletoe. Presents under the tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that about. They go on and on about they will be there and what they demand you have for them and follow it up with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But only in my dreams" RUDE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1944534332087974374?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1944534332087974374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1944534332087974374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1944534332087974374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1944534332087974374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/12/ill-be-home-for-christmas.html' title='I&apos;ll be Home for Christmas'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7924326379006989537</id><published>2010-12-07T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T17:48:57.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas tree debate</title><content type='html'>Is at rest. Eric found a study which said it is more environmentally friendly to get a live Christmas tree than a fake one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree growers have to plant FOUR trees for every one they cut down. No matter how you do the math, that is better overall. We shall not be getting a fake tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, it feels so much better to know we did the right thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7924326379006989537?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7924326379006989537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7924326379006989537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7924326379006989537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7924326379006989537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-tree-debate.html' title='Christmas tree debate'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6212835727762841803</id><published>2010-12-03T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T18:19:15.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess I didn't win</title><content type='html'>Not why I blog once a month in the month of November, but it would be nice, just once to win something. Even if it is something that isn't really anything. Like socks maybe. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the tree lighting in Anaheim and Sunday is the Torres family party. Should be an enjoyable and I hope still relaxing, weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6212835727762841803?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6212835727762841803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6212835727762841803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6212835727762841803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6212835727762841803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/12/guess-i-didnt-win.html' title='Guess I didn&apos;t win'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4448346222578519594</id><published>2010-11-30T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T17:43:07.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly, fly birdie</title><content type='html'>Today I was having my break outside and there was a little bird who flew into the window. I went over and picked her up. She was hanging on to my finger but wasn't trying to fly away. Her wings worked (you hold them up high and drop them and see if the wings go, which they did). I was petting her. Other's were petting her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her into my office and put her in a box and gave her a muffin. About 15 minutes later I moved the box a bit and she started moving around. I took her outside. I put the box on the bench, opened the top. She flew out and gave me a few tweets as she flew to the tree. I think she, Brenda the bird, said thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4448346222578519594?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4448346222578519594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4448346222578519594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4448346222578519594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4448346222578519594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/fly-fly-birdie.html' title='fly, fly birdie'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7474147782216327084</id><published>2010-11-29T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:25:53.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fake Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Do you get a real Christmas tree every year or do you have a fake one? I wanted to get a fake one, only because I don't like the idea of cutting down a tree every year. Eric was against it and frankly I am okay with that. I love the smell of a fresh tree. Sometimes we get a big one, sometimes a little one, fat one, or thin one. Whatever strikes our fancy when we are out looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go as a family and pick it out. Always. It is a wonderful tradition in this world of few traditions anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside to a real tree is you can't get it in November. Well, really I don't think that is too much of a downside. I think two weeks is good, before Christmas. Around the second week of the month. As much as I love the look and the lights at night, I am ready for it to all be put away and things back to normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom always decorated her house in Orange nice, every year. I still don't have that much stuff. Never have any extra money to buy decorations for the next year on the 26th. I do some decorations. I would like to have that decorating gene but I don't. I see living rooms on tv and in the ads and I think, ooohhh that looks nice. But, of course, I don't have all that stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7474147782216327084?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7474147782216327084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7474147782216327084&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7474147782216327084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7474147782216327084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/fake-christmas-tree.html' title='fake Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3892873038040116969</id><published>2010-11-28T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T12:11:34.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>So, far (and really there are only a couple more days), this has been the easiest month of blogging yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started cleaning the art room last night. Threw tons of stuff away (misc. papers, random puzzle pieces, and other crap. Washing some clothes, blankets and placemats that somehow made their way in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diego is going through a box of toys and pulling out all his cars. We had to use that room as storage while he cleaned his room. It is amazing the stuff that can acculate if you put it all in one location with no rhyme or reason. Of course the dust is killing me. I opened the window today but not sure that is suck a good idea since the winds are pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric wants an art room and Siobhan and Diego LOVE to draw and paint so it is perfect idea. I am not at all creative but this I can do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3892873038040116969?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3892873038040116969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3892873038040116969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3892873038040116969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3892873038040116969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3242115959515612306</id><published>2010-11-27T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:52:09.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I met my friends, Andrea and Julie, for breakfast yesterday. It was so wonderful to see them. Julie lives so far away. Even though Andrea is so close, I usually only see her when Julie is in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me to thinking about friends. My cousin Russell just died after being sick with stomach cancer for a year. His friends were there every single day. They helped his wife take care of him, feed him, drive him around, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Andrea and Julie that I don't have friends like that. Julie said she would be there everyday, and I know she would, if she didn't live so far. Actually so would my friend Melissa, but she lives out of stats (so ya know, she couldn't). I have some good friends who would totally come see me often, I am not saying I don't. But everyday?! I have some family I know would be there no matter what. I don't have too many lifelong friends like Russell had. Probably comes from living in the same city your entire life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking, maybe that says something about me as a person. I am an okay friend. I can be there when you need me but basically I am selfish. Hmm, something to think about. I don't expect I will change, but think about it. If it were you, would you have friends there everyday to take care of you? I hope you do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3242115959515612306?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3242115959515612306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3242115959515612306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3242115959515612306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3242115959515612306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-270498495508652362</id><published>2010-11-26T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T21:40:38.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whirlpool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customer service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot water heater'/><title type='text'>Hot water</title><content type='html'>We have hot water again. Hopefully for good this time. All day yesterday, no hot water. Not to easy to clean Thanksgiving dishes if you don't have hot water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are testing it out. Everyone has showers/baths tonight. All the dishes are washed, laundry, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to hand it to Whirlpool though. Eric called the number on the hot water heater and gave them all the info from the hot water heater. They gave us a number and an approval code, and that was that. We didn't even have to sign anything when they came out. Great customer service!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-270498495508652362?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/270498495508652362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=270498495508652362&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/270498495508652362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/270498495508652362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/hot-water.html' title='Hot water'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5812319991806063882</id><published>2010-11-25T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T15:56:28.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks 30 days worth</title><content type='html'>I decided to borrow this from &lt;a href=" http://julesmpg.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-2010.html" target="_blank"&gt;Julie's blog&lt;/a&gt;. 30 days of thanks (ya know for the 30 days in November) I would like to add, that I may have misspelled some things as my eyesight is going quickly. So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;1. my wonderful husband who has stuck by me when he easily been justified to give up on me&lt;br /&gt;2. sometimes still feeling like a newlywed&lt;br /&gt;3. beautiful, healthy, and brillant children&lt;br /&gt;4. the gift of being able to truly love my job&lt;br /&gt;5. the right to vote&lt;br /&gt;6. music&lt;br /&gt;7. my pets (Cucui, Nacho, Barcelona, oh yeah and the fish) &lt;br /&gt;8. my house (that I don't clean enough)&lt;br /&gt;9. my various Apple products (iMac, touch, iPad, etc)&lt;br /&gt;10. BBCAmerica (where I do most of my viewing television)&lt;br /&gt;11. a chance to really know my dad as a person before he passed away&lt;br /&gt;12. good tequila&lt;br /&gt;13. that my mom still loves me and is healthy and happy &lt;br /&gt;14. my three brothers (who I do not see enough of)&lt;br /&gt;15. my niece and nephews&lt;br /&gt;16. my mother in law good health &lt;br /&gt;17. my extended family &lt;br /&gt;18. some very good friends&lt;br /&gt;19. LA Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;20. friends I have made through the LA Galaxy games&lt;br /&gt;21. the fact that some people might listen when I talk about how horrible Wal-Mart really is&lt;br /&gt;22. health insurance&lt;br /&gt;23. that my husband can decorate (otherwise everything woud be bare) &lt;br /&gt;24. that Eric has a job he loves doing&lt;br /&gt;25. that those with a college education are only at 4% unemployment&lt;br /&gt;26. strawberries, popcorn and ice cream&lt;br /&gt;27. air conditioning &lt;br /&gt;28. cold nights which allow me to sleep wonderfully&lt;br /&gt;29. my husbands kisses&lt;br /&gt;30. a house to hold all my stuff and somewhere to lay my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to you too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5812319991806063882?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5812319991806063882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5812319991806063882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5812319991806063882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5812319991806063882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks-30-days-worth.html' title='Thanks 30 days worth'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-924416214474124145</id><published>2010-11-24T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:53:34.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>I have lots to be thankful for, but right now I can't think. Tomorrow I will go into it more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I am throwing out prayers for my cousin Ruseell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-924416214474124145?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/924416214474124145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=924416214474124145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/924416214474124145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/924416214474124145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6224348473249178394</id><published>2010-11-23T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:18:26.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new OS</title><content type='html'>Oh my how I love the new OS for the iPad. The folders are AMAZING! I still haven't played with everything but it is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our water heater has been on and off lately. The pilot light went out again. Thank goodness I took a shower last night. I can NOT do dirty hair. We started it again tonight. I am gonna shower again tonight just in case. This means I ball my hair up and go to bed with wet hair so it will be sort of wet in the am. I don't sleep as well, but what are you gonna do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6224348473249178394?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6224348473249178394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6224348473249178394&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6224348473249178394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6224348473249178394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-os.html' title='The new OS'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5171478899200945987</id><published>2010-11-22T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:00:40.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin</title><content type='html'>About the time I had Diego, I noticed&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; my hands were really dry. I taught it was from washing my hands. Lotion would hurt. They would itch and burn and bleed. Finally I went to the Dr.  Dry skin, try this. Medicine made me itch like crazy. Tried a cortisone cream, thinned out my skin so bad my white socks would be red from blood (I have it on my ankles too). Very painful, it looks horrible I am sure my hands are discolored from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Siobhan was complaining of some of the stratches she has from the cat on her hands.  We thought that was all it was. Today I am sure, she has the same thing. Hers might be worse as it covers more of her hand. I actually found something that worked.  Erics uncle noticed them and sent some medicine through a family member one day. Doesnt hurt, doesn't itch and it works. I tried some on S and it burns and itches her. Sigh. I feel like crap. I know how bad it can be. I am going to have to take her to the doctor and she what they can do for her, poor baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5171478899200945987?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5171478899200945987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5171478899200945987&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5171478899200945987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5171478899200945987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/skin.html' title='Skin'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-7880697601302439217</id><published>2010-11-21T15:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T15:13:10.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spiders</title><content type='html'>In case you don't know, I HATE spiders. I am scared of them. Don't even like killing them. I can handle teeny tiny one's. Daddy long legs don't bother me too much. Too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in our extra room, cleaning it out. Ya know, in case someone might need to actually walk in there. What do I spy? A nasty rather large black spider. What the hell is he doing in there? There are no bugs. No food. No flies. What is he hoping to eat? Same with the one's that take up residence in the corner of the shower. I have never seen them actually catch anything. Are these the spiders who aren't dealing with a full deck? Shouldn't they be outside building a big ass web so they can eat? Or at least somewhere where a bug might come by? Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit although I killed that spider with my shoe (with joy I might add), I am a bit hesitate to go back in there. I know they aren't like roaches (where you see one..) there may be more. I really hate them. I am terrified of them. It isn't funny (as some may think) to be so frightened of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning when I arrived at work, there was a some web looking stuff around my phone cord. I pulled it and it looked a lot like spider web. I was out of my office in a second. I walked over to my very good friend Cheryl, who is the Office Manager, and with tears in my eyes and not able to talk very well, asked to her to clean it for me. See, the thing about me is I will do EVERYTHING myself. I hate asking anyone to anything for me. But HELL if I was gonna clean that! Luckily Cheryl knows my fears well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later she returned to tell me that not only was it all cleaned up, it was only dust from the new cleaning crew. They actually cleaned the thing the phone sets on and it pushed the dust together and DID look like web. Didn't matter to me. It took me about 10 minutes to calm down after that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, alas, I guess I have to get my courage up and go back in. Pray for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-7880697601302439217?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7880697601302439217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=7880697601302439217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7880697601302439217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/7880697601302439217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/spiders.html' title='spiders'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6710254046101522065</id><published>2010-11-20T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:51:27.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, wonder where they got the idea for the head gear?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKFw1lCSI/AAAAAAAABC8/LwrXOQsb0hQ/s1600/ourGirls%2521.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/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKFw1lCSI/AAAAAAAABC8/LwrXOQsb0hQ/s400/ourGirls%2521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541690435604646178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face! It is a wonder that he actually smiles all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKFUSDO3I/AAAAAAAABC0/8t8InZdgMgA/s1600/IMG_3272.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/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKFUSDO3I/AAAAAAAABC0/8t8InZdgMgA/s400/IMG_3272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541690427939437426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKE1RJPfI/AAAAAAAABCs/-e0JVYu5_0g/s1600/IMG_3548.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/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKE1RJPfI/AAAAAAAABCs/-e0JVYu5_0g/s400/IMG_3548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541690419614137842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKBIYA1FI/AAAAAAAABCk/Fb1KiutO3ZQ/s1600/IMG_8389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKBIYA1FI/AAAAAAAABCk/Fb1KiutO3ZQ/s400/IMG_8389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541690356023743570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore this photo. Who do you think it is? Siobhan or Diego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKAxXGCgI/AAAAAAAABCc/pU9tRA8eKio/s1600/IMG_0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKAxXGCgI/AAAAAAAABCc/pU9tRA8eKio/s400/IMG_0440.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541690349845875202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6710254046101522065?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6710254046101522065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6710254046101522065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6710254046101522065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6710254046101522065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/hmm-wonder-where-they-got-idea-for-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgKFw1lCSI/AAAAAAAABC8/LwrXOQsb0hQ/s72-c/ourGirls%2521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5947321512563951805</id><published>2010-11-20T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:42:37.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man! This one is OLD! That is Krystal when she was still quite young&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIGET0KWI/AAAAAAAABCU/e_i9VFZHr1U/s1600/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIGET0KWI/AAAAAAAABCU/e_i9VFZHr1U/s400/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541688241808484706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beach shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIFXP1CmI/AAAAAAAABCM/yNLZn3FsVpw/s1600/SDHB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIFXP1CmI/AAAAAAAABCM/yNLZn3FsVpw/s400/SDHB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541688229712169570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW you are jealous. I can thank my sister in law for hanging on to this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgID8PZpUI/AAAAAAAABCE/Whfj4FXAbAY/s1600/mj%2Bjacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgID8PZpUI/AAAAAAAABCE/Whfj4FXAbAY/s400/mj%2Bjacket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541688205282747714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two very handsome men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIDTNWj3I/AAAAAAAABB8/lYO4Q39fZ-s/s1600/Diego%2Band%2Bdad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIDTNWj3I/AAAAAAAABB8/lYO4Q39fZ-s/s400/Diego%2Band%2Bdad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541688194268303218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute photo of Siobhan. I need to do her hair like that more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIDMtsyfI/AAAAAAAABB0/S6lABE-Kl3E/s1600/Siobhan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIDMtsyfI/AAAAAAAABB0/S6lABE-Kl3E/s400/Siobhan3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541688192524929522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5947321512563951805?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5947321512563951805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5947321512563951805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5947321512563951805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5947321512563951805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/man-this-one-is-old-that-is-krystal.html' title=''/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgIGET0KWI/AAAAAAAABCU/e_i9VFZHr1U/s72-c/IMG_1305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1439643629478561523</id><published>2010-11-20T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:37:31.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies but goodies</title><content type='html'>I thought I would post some old photos. I will do a few sets since I can only do five at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is little Santa Diego. I love this picture! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGj1EuiBI/AAAAAAAABBs/oYXjhL2fseY/s1600/SantaDiego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGj1EuiBI/AAAAAAAABBs/oYXjhL2fseY/s400/SantaDiego.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541686554091489298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cracked up when Eric did this one. His friend took photos at the Tour de France, notice a new rider?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGiv8JxtI/AAAAAAAABBk/qtyBV4xFFRc/s1600/Tour%2Bde%2BFrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGiv8JxtI/AAAAAAAABBk/qtyBV4xFFRc/s400/Tour%2Bde%2BFrance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541686535533479634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGiP_jGII/AAAAAAAABBc/oDQ1R6Ph9ho/s1600/BeachKids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGiP_jGII/AAAAAAAABBc/oDQ1R6Ph9ho/s400/BeachKids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541686526957787266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this photo was taken for a Christmas photo but I am not sure. Obviously pre-Diego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGhJ-pTnI/AAAAAAAABBU/C2khgUwu1hY/s1600/IMG_4514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGhJ-pTnI/AAAAAAAABBU/C2khgUwu1hY/s400/IMG_4514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541686508163518066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siobhan LOVED that Dora couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGgc8u6OI/AAAAAAAABBM/DNOG5XftJq0/s1600/relaxing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGgc8u6OI/AAAAAAAABBM/DNOG5XftJq0/s400/relaxing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541686496075901154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-1439643629478561523?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1439643629478561523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=1439643629478561523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1439643629478561523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/1439643629478561523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/oldies-but-goodies.html' title='Oldies but goodies'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOgGj1EuiBI/AAAAAAAABBs/oYXjhL2fseY/s72-c/SantaDiego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3295659345603845553</id><published>2010-11-19T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T20:44:05.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't forget</title><content type='html'>Was thinking about going to bed, or having some popcorn and reading, and I remembered! Blog! So here I am. Diego is sleeping, he got in trouble. Siobhan is reading one of the seven books she got at the library. Waiting to see if Diego's game gets rained out for tomorrow. It is at 9am so I gather no matter we will have to wake up early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3295659345603845553?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3295659345603845553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3295659345603845553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3295659345603845553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3295659345603845553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/didnt-forget.html' title='Didn&apos;t forget'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-5510436841518728538</id><published>2010-11-18T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:34:36.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was longer</title><content type='html'>I am really looking forward to Thanksgiving. Not because of the food but the vacation. I have stuff I wanna get done around here and have aspirations that I might actually do it with four days off in a row. The reality of it should be quite different. It is actually quite unlikely anything will actually get done, but I like to think it might. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I would like to just lay down and sleep. Of course, if I did that, I would find myself wide awake in a few hours. I am currently too lazy to do much of anything, except the internets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else look forward to shopping on Thanksgiving? Eric thinks it is wrong that people have to work on Thanksgiving, and while I agree, I am happy to have something to do. I am NOT going on Black Friday. If I am waking up at 4am you better give it to me in my car while I am in my pj's. I don't need much of anything that badly (yet)! Cyper Monday is more my style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diego and I just got home and he puts on a soccer game. How cute is he? It is 5:33, S is at Girl Scouts, Eric is on his way home and I am in my pj's already. I want some popcorn and a book. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-5510436841518728538?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5510436841518728538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=5510436841518728538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5510436841518728538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/5510436841518728538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/today-was-longer.html' title='Today was longer'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-4741422099474715144</id><published>2010-11-17T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:02:44.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long day today</title><content type='html'>The kids got awards today at school. Eric and I went there and then I headed to work. I just got home, about 12 hours later. I am tried. I can't think of anything to write. Technically this is a post. So there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-4741422099474715144?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4741422099474715144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=4741422099474715144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4741422099474715144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/4741422099474715144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/long-day-today.html' title='long day today'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-95816360529072606</id><published>2010-11-16T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:16:33.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more LA Galaxy</title><content type='html'>for a while. The game SUCKED on Sunday when we lost to FC Dallas 3-0. I don't understand it. We controlled the ball almost the whole game but no score on our side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice tailgate before the game. We have gotten to know some really great people this season. People that hopefully we will keep in touch with between seasons. Josh was twittering about the tailgate and Pretzel Crisps offered him some to take to the game. Here is a pic of the guys with the freebies. Power of the Twitter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOMqiF8p6rI/AAAAAAAABAk/9CGE7BRgzxU/s1600/pretzel%2Bcrisps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOMqiF8p6rI/AAAAAAAABAk/9CGE7BRgzxU/s400/pretzel%2Bcrisps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540318731796343474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo from our Day of the Dead. I had so many people come up to me and ask me where I got the skull. Some people thought it was part of my shirt. Everyone was looking. (Diego actually got it at Disneyland). It looks like his mouth opens and closes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOMqVCjUiwI/AAAAAAAABAc/nn4rxXD38xA/s1600/day%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bdead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOMqVCjUiwI/AAAAAAAABAc/nn4rxXD38xA/s400/day%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bdead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540318507546479362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Siobhan and Diego's Parent Teacher Conferences the past two days. They are both doing wonderfully (of course) and are brillant. Okay, maybe the teachers didn't say that but they practically did! It is good to know they are a bit beyond where they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be seeing a really good friend next week. Looking forward to that. I actually wanted to go away for Thanksgiving as I am not really looking forward to it. I never understood the insane amount of food for one day. I enjoy the days off of course but would rather sleep in and do something fun with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing for Thanksgiving? Do you have any traditions that still carry on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-95816360529072606?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/95816360529072606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=95816360529072606&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/95816360529072606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/95816360529072606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-more-la-galaxy.html' title='No more LA Galaxy'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOMqiF8p6rI/AAAAAAAABAk/9CGE7BRgzxU/s72-c/pretzel%2Bcrisps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-531732751547010633</id><published>2010-11-15T17:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:18:00.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='color'/><title type='text'>My kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOHbqgao7GI/AAAAAAAABAU/qYaH7ajB6dg/s1600/CreepyTwoColorCat.jpg.scaled.1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOHbqgao7GI/AAAAAAAABAU/qYaH7ajB6dg/s400/CreepyTwoColorCat.jpg.scaled.1000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539950539945077858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric was finally able to get a good photo of the kitten's eyes. So cute! What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-531732751547010633?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/531732751547010633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=531732751547010633&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/531732751547010633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/531732751547010633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-kitten.html' title='My kitten'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOHbqgao7GI/AAAAAAAABAU/qYaH7ajB6dg/s72-c/CreepyTwoColorCat.jpg.scaled.1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-9049033598327685018</id><published>2010-11-14T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:27:02.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday's</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my mom and her husband, Andy, threw a birthday party for her sisters. My Aunt Connie and my Aunt Brenda. I haven't seen my Aunt Connie in years. It was great to see everyone. To see her, her kids and her daughter's kids too. My brother Tony, The Wife and my nephew were there also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is picture of (one of) my brother and Eric. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOBAIPKEpvI/AAAAAAAABAI/cKXL0aqN1RM/s1600/eric%2Band%2Btony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOBAIPKEpvI/AAAAAAAABAI/cKXL0aqN1RM/s400/eric%2Band%2Btony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539498051917620978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-9049033598327685018?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/9049033598327685018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=9049033598327685018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/9049033598327685018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/9049033598327685018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthdays.html' title='Birthday&apos;s'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/TOBAIPKEpvI/AAAAAAAABAI/cKXL0aqN1RM/s72-c/eric%2Band%2Btony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-6237010874757772142</id><published>2010-11-13T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:09:52.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November-month of videos</title><content type='html'>My husband put this video together from footage I took at our last LA Galaxy game. Tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16788175" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16788175"&gt;Pumped for Sunday!&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/elpocho"&gt;Eric Jasso&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-6237010874757772142?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6237010874757772142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=6237010874757772142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6237010874757772142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/6237010874757772142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-month-of-videos.html' title='November-month of videos'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3400705864325099541</id><published>2010-11-12T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T07:49:00.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some more</title><content type='html'>How did Izzy and George find out about Meredith and Derek sleeping together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29904c4455c4285d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29904c4455c4285d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330020294%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19EB3E6CC715359FFF2D671DE7D404E635A9A535.B3EB9418B3636AB33A2BD9E17A6B7BF240CA7CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29904c4455c4285d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbdZhUdapbSejiRBA30eto-ZH5EI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc5a352a9fcfdaa39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330020294%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75834AEB7AFB55DEC49C80A6D68EDA029A92CFA7.12DD0C8667A9BF4A73DF940A6BB61EA0266486A6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc5a352a9fcfdaa39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Din2X5pVwdytCuOLHh4PRONQPdAo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-3400705864325099541?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=29904c4455c4285d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c5a352a9fcfdaa39&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3400705864325099541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=3400705864325099541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3400705864325099541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/3400705864325099541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/some-more.html' title='some more'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-880761418900286565</id><published>2010-11-11T17:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T17:44:22.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Dad</title><content type='html'>Dear Daddy,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of you. Usually in the car as I am singing along to whatever tune is playing as loudly as possible. My heart still aches for you. Five years you have been gone and still the pain is here. It isn’t as disabilitating as it once was but still, I fear giving into it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You were always my Daddy. You were everything to me. Even as a teenager I wanted to be with you. Sitting by you. Holding your hand. I still have fond memories of Grandma joking because I always wanted to be right by you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We were so similar. Such smartasses. Not many people could handle or understand our sarcasm. I once read that sarcasm is a form of anger and had to laugh. For some, it is simply a way of life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rarely a temper would flare. I know you tried to keep them at bay because your biological father was a mean one. I only recall once that you were ever really mad at me although I deserved it much, much more. Luckily for us, the Pap-Pap we had loved and never got mad.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know there was so many times I disappointed you but you let it go. Both you and mom were amazing that way. Let me make mistakes, learn from them, and go on.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I miss you. I miss your laughter. I miss your singing. I miss your ring tapping on the steering wheel. I don’t miss arguing with you. I love to argue but never with you, not sure why that is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Five years. Seems like yesterday. Seems like a million years. I wish you were here to see Siobhan and Diego grow. Watch Diego play soccer. I wish you were here to talk to Krystal and Bradley and help them grow. I wish, I wish, I wish.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mostly I push the feelings away. I think of you but I have to stop. I do not like not being in control. Thinking of you will often bring tears and I fear the unstoppable tears. Sometimes I have to skip a song in the car because I know that I can’t handle hearing it. Sometimes the screams of pain feel like they might just escape. What if that happens and there is no end? Nonetheless you were the best Daddy for me. I miss you endlessly. You’re my heart. I am you. I love you daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880430-880761418900286565?l=bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/880761418900286565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880430&amp;postID=880761418900286565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/880761418900286565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880430/posts/default/880761418900286565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bajaiswhereiwannabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-my-dad.html' title='To my Dad'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-1894890001859004615</id><published>2010-11-10T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T17:57:16.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright my party people. Or at least people who check this blog and ACTUALLY read it. It's getting cold here in Southern California and I am loving it. I am freezing my husband because I steal all the blankets and it is a bit cold when I get up (we sleep with the windows open) but it is  bliss as far as I am concerned.  I love sweater weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.How did Izzy and George find out Mer and Der were sleeping together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What were the last few words Derek said to Meredith before she found out about Addison? (spoiler alert for anyone who hasn't watched Season 1, a MUST see!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for fun...&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b221db9c739cf539" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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game'/><author><name>Di</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374193360770747417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tcdUcPHK0ZE/R8l-YrOdjeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dd173yiJgk0/S220/395091923_63aae9cb98.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880430.post-3017583463268218045</id><published>2010-11-08T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T06:51:12.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diego's yellow or red card?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16595447" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16595447"&gt;Yellow or Red card?&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/elpocho"&gt;Eric Jasso&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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