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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ABSHw8fip7ImA9WhRUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4544175325743381558</id><updated>2012-01-24T18:35:59.276-06:00</updated><category term="attack of the show" /><category term="moving" /><category term="Urban Decay" /><category term="brushes" /><category term="funny" /><category term="vacation" /><category term="None" /><category term="Ashlee and Pete Wentz" /><category term="Ryan Cabrera" /><category term="Harry Potter" /><category term="music" /><category term="awkward" /><category term="youtube" /><category term="school" /><category term="MAC" /><category term="Germany" /><category term="DerpDerp" /><category term="rash" /><category term="AOTS" /><category term="Too Faced" /><category term="stalkers" /><category term="celebrities" /><category term="foundation" /><category term="family" /><category term="husband" /><category term="house" /><category term="video" /><category term="wreck" /><category term="PUPPP" /><category term="daughter" /><category term="love" /><category term="Panic At the Disco" /><category term="Father's Day" /><category term="pregnancy" /><category term="friends" /><title>A Nerdy Girl in an Air Force World</title><subtitle type="html">Live every day like he deploys tomorrow.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://camillavilla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://camillavilla.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4544175325743381558/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Cami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10710598556871012395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tf4IEUv9H90/TYJ2wNcqkxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Y12MzOSmTxo/s220/185681_561085130865_212402158_32613144_2357138_n.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>437</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ANerdyGirlInAnAirForceWorld" /><feedburner:info uri="anerdygirlinanairforceworld" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcESXkzcSp7ImA9WhRUFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4544175325743381558.post-5044300954652505415</id><published>2012-01-24T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:20:08.789-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T15:20:08.789-06:00</app:edited><title>Having a Great Time Doing Nothing :)</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="body" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;"Clock watchers never seem to be having a good time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;James Cash Penney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted everyone to see the long trek we had to take with two toddlers in the car. &amp;nbsp;AH! &amp;nbsp;It's even scarier than it looks. &amp;nbsp;lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honey and Papa got Valerie and Killian donuts for breakfast. &amp;nbsp;Lucky kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He really liked his donut. &amp;nbsp;He looks stoned. &amp;nbsp;haha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Valerie took this picture, so I thought it only fitting that it makes it to the blog o' fame.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Hispanics making a wall out front for Honey and Papa's front patio. lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you tell he's Italian in his white Adidas tracksuit? lmao. &amp;nbsp;Love my papa!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Thanks to the Interstate Highway System, it is now possible to travel across the country from coast to coast without seeing anything.&amp;nbsp; ~Charles Kuralt,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: #e5e5dd; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;On the Road With Charles Kuralt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is what I found in the souveniers sections of the &amp;nbsp;airport... &lt;br /&gt;is this really what Kansas City, MO is known for? &amp;nbsp;How embarrassing. &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I picked Honey up from the airport at 2:30 pm on Wednesday afternoon. &amp;nbsp;She was dressed up as always, with her short, platinum blonde hair in perfect&amp;nbsp;synchronicity, red lipstick pouted, and Yves Saint Laurent perfume on full-blast. &amp;nbsp;Of course, she looked absolutely as darling as always. &amp;nbsp;My father-in-law had my kiddos, so it would be just Honey and I for several hours. &amp;nbsp;After I picked her up from the airport we headed over to her&amp;nbsp;niece&amp;nbsp;and nephew's house to chit-chat and later to go to dinner with them, my aunt, grandma, cousin, and dad. &amp;nbsp;It was a great dinner. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;We left The Tavern, got the kids, and headed back up to my house to get ready for the very long 48 hours ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view we had of Kansas early in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;
This is all we saw for about 450 miles. Boring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It was really cold Thursday morning. &amp;nbsp;Around 15 degrees. &amp;nbsp;Absolutely ridiculous if you ask me! &amp;nbsp;I was glad to be getting out of there, though. &amp;nbsp;I much prefer sunny skies and warm air -- such as Arizona would be giving me. &amp;nbsp;ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still flat as Hell. &amp;nbsp;I can see why tornadoes &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We hit Oklahoma in the late afternoon and basically drove into the sun for the following 3 hours. &amp;nbsp;It was a bitch, to say the least. &amp;nbsp;So far, the kids had been doing really well. &amp;nbsp;As suggested by my cousins, I bought and wrapped them presents to open along the way. &amp;nbsp;They absolutely LOVED it. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my Valley Girl's new swimsuit. &amp;nbsp;Target, FTW!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We finally arrived at the Holiday Inn in Tucumcari, NM around 7:30pm. &amp;nbsp;We gained an hour, so it was nice to get there and there still be some daylight. Val &amp;amp; Killian ate some McDonald's and Honey &amp;amp; I got Chinese (which ended up being beyond disgusting). After dinner I took the kiddos to the indoor pool and we played for a good hour. &amp;nbsp;The kids passed out almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, some VIEWS! &amp;nbsp;Geez.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Tucumcari was a crap town, not gonna lie. &amp;nbsp;Apparently it had an 11% decrease in population between 2000 and 2011. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't surprised -- they didn't have either a Taco Bell or a Walmart. Just a shitty little K-Mart. &amp;nbsp;Sucks for whoever lives there. &amp;nbsp;On a funnier note, the chick that took my money at the gas station was a straight up Chola. &amp;nbsp;She had the&amp;nbsp;permanent marker eyebrows, plaid shirt, and everything. &amp;nbsp;It was amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elephant Butte, you say? &amp;nbsp;How big?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Other than mountains and the occasional tree, there wasn't much to look at before we hit Albuquerque, NM. &amp;nbsp;However, I got a huge kick out of "Elephant Butte" and "Truth or Consequences". &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OAVZ6ManSeE/TxyhXXliSgI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2-2t6lb_FN0/s1600/07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OAVZ6ManSeE/TxyhXXliSgI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2-2t6lb_FN0/s400/07.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A billboard in this town said, "&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt;: Drinking while driving. &lt;b&gt;Consequences&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;Death." &amp;nbsp;LOL. &amp;nbsp;Ok?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_DIURAbcHM/TxyhYO2opqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/n-15Y4bngwc/s1600/08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_DIURAbcHM/TxyhYO2opqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/n-15Y4bngwc/s320/08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Killian, you're doing it wrong."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFZeX3nfAqY/TxyhYrJOSWI/AAAAAAAAAlw/oadDRhlk-Og/s1600/09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFZeX3nfAqY/TxyhYrJOSWI/AAAAAAAAAlw/oadDRhlk-Og/s320/09.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uh... &amp;nbsp;yeah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Somehow after 48 hours of pure, boring torture, we made it to Arizona. &amp;nbsp;It was like 70 degrees and amazing. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday I took the kiddies to the park and let them play for a while. &amp;nbsp;They had a blast in the sand, looking at the mountains. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, last night's dinner. &amp;nbsp;I still haven't BM'd. lmao&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Speaking of Bradley... turns out he's not going to Arkansas. &amp;nbsp;We found this out on Thursday. &amp;nbsp;They decided to move the rest of his training until the start of the fiscal year (after October). &amp;nbsp;So instead, he volunteered for a middle eastern deployment. &amp;nbsp;Blah. &amp;nbsp;Whatever, I guess. &amp;nbsp;As for now, he'll be at home holding down the fort and the kids and I will be in Arizona being warm. &amp;nbsp;I'm so fucking cold. &lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, and my makeup for last night! I think I'm going to do matte neutrals tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I did a combination of greens and pinks. &amp;nbsp;I'd never really done this colors before so I just kind of winged it. &amp;nbsp;lol. &amp;nbsp;It's not bad, but definitely not my best work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What I used: &lt;/b&gt;No primer or moisturizer (I really need to get into the habit of using these),&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;MAC concealer, Aveda foundation, Ulta blush, Urban Decay &amp;amp; Sephora eye shadow, UD 24/7 eyeliner, Big Fatty Mascara by UD, and Sephora lipgloss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-48845062686751259?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzQ01hm9Odc/TxOv-Pi96xI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mnal7-LGYA0/s1600/makeup2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzQ01hm9Odc/TxOv-Pi96xI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mnal7-LGYA0/s640/makeup2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for my less than thrilling stares. lmao. &amp;nbsp;I just couldn't get decent pics of myself today. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1GBVTn-T7Y/TxOwCPznYHI/AAAAAAAAAkU/x26UtN-NLUM/s1600/makeup2a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1GBVTn-T7Y/TxOwCPznYHI/AAAAAAAAAkU/x26UtN-NLUM/s640/makeup2a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't know why the lighting is so different between the first collage and the second collage, but whatever. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, I'm just curious which layout is better. &amp;nbsp;Opinions?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What I used: &lt;/b&gt;Baby lotion as moisturizer, no primer, MAC concealer, CoverGirl foundation, Stila Smoky Quartz eyeliner, Urban Decay eyeshadow, ELF eyeshadow, Sephora blush, MAC bronzer, Maybelline GreatLash mascara, Sephora lipgloss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-7147175549059309938?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See what I did here? &amp;nbsp;I gave a bunch of different angles of my face so I could show off my makeup artistry lololol. &amp;nbsp;And yes, I do have a Monroe piercing and witch nose. lmao. And is it just me or do I look totally cross-eyed in the bottom-right picture?! hahahahahaha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What I used&lt;/b&gt;: No primer, no moisturizer (my bad), MAC foundation, MAC concealer, Sephora blush, Urban Decay shadow, Sephora shadow, ELF shadow, MAC bronzer, Urban Decay eyeliner, Stila eyeliner, Sephora eyebrow definer (loose powder), Victoria's Secret "Sexy" mascara, Sephora lipgloss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've been trying to get my mind off of everything lately, so I've been pretty busy practicing makeup. &amp;nbsp;This is one of the looks I came up with the other day. &amp;nbsp;Today maybe I'll go for greens or purples. &amp;nbsp;The blues are pretty and everything, but I think greens and purples would really bring out my eyes. &amp;nbsp;There's a bit of green and gold in this makeup though -- you can see towards my brow bone that the blue fades into green then gold for some high lighting. &amp;nbsp;I also wish I would have contoured around the outer edges some more. &amp;nbsp;But it still looks okay for working on a whim.&amp;nbsp;I hadn't used my MAC foundation, concealer, and bronzer in several months, so it was nice to stray away from my usual Urban Decay and Sephora. &amp;nbsp;And actually... a few days ago I did a before and after using Bare Minerals. &amp;nbsp;I'll post that picture too:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know the lighting is different between the first and second picture, but still, you can tell the difference is drastic. My before picture is going to come through the screen and kill puppies. Talk about a mug shot. lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I used&lt;/b&gt;: a shit-ton of BareMinerals.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah, so my advice for those of you who are looking for mineral makeup, get BareMinerals. &amp;nbsp;It's the best shit ever. &amp;nbsp;I hadn't used it in over a year because I had no idea how to use it properly, but then a friend taught me and I was like HOLY SHIZNIT. &amp;nbsp;All I used in the picture above was BareMinerals -- primer, foundation, concealer, blush, eyeliner, shadow, setting powder, eyebrow definer, mascara, and lip gloss. &amp;nbsp;Whew. &amp;nbsp;That's a lot of minerals on my face. lmao. Best part? I got to sleep in it and not feel bad the next morning...&lt;br /&gt;
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Working out didn't go as planned today. &amp;nbsp;Brad's friends are staying with us b/c it's a drill weekend, so we've been busy all day. &amp;nbsp;I didn't even have time for 20 minutes on the elliptical. &amp;nbsp;I'm gonna have to work twice as hard tomorrow to make up for the Mexican and no-exercise that happened today. &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm getting upser pumped fro Tucson. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ok, so I looked at the TV and the info screen popped up on it... and I wasn't touching the remote. &amp;nbsp;It's actually just sitting next to me... no where near me at all. &amp;nbsp;I'm kind of freaking out a little. :/&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I'm just going to go to bed and call it a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-9182492562731591531?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Also, on Monday, I'm starting Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting in shape. &amp;nbsp;I'm sick and fucking tired of being a complete lard ass. &amp;nbsp;It's time to get healthy not only for me, but for my children as well. &amp;nbsp;I don't remember the last time Brad called me sexy, and my goal is for him to say that the day he gets home from deployment. &amp;nbsp;Between now and April 15th when he returns, I want to lose 50 pounds. &amp;nbsp;I know it's a long shot, but better to set my sights high then not set any sights at all. &amp;nbsp;Realistically, I'll probably lose around 25 pounds. &amp;nbsp;But I'm okay with that, too. &amp;nbsp;I want to be where I was right before I got pregnant with Killian. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't fat, but I was getting into better shape and wearing smaller clothes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On top of all this craziness, my escape to Tucson has moved up two weeks. &amp;nbsp;I'm now officially leaving KC on January 18th. &amp;nbsp;My Honey is flying up to KC so we can drive to Tucson together with the kiddos. &amp;nbsp;This works out rather well because I'm going to be down there indefinitely. &amp;nbsp;She didn't buy a return plane ticket home. &amp;nbsp;So I could be there for 3 weeks, or I could be there for 3 months. &amp;nbsp;Who knows. &amp;nbsp;Either way, I'm going to be "stuck" in Arizona for a while... and I'm okay with that. &amp;nbsp;I want to come back transformed - a completely different person all together. &amp;nbsp;Thinner, healthier, happier.&lt;br /&gt;
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This time I'm really sticking to both routines. &amp;nbsp;I want to be able to wear a swimsuit without fear this summer. &amp;nbsp;I don't have any stretchmarks anywhere except my tummy (thus I will never be seen in a bikini no matter what!), so I have nothing to hide or excuses to give. &amp;nbsp;I'm also back on SparkPeople keeping my information up. &amp;nbsp;I redownloaded the app on my phone and I'm good. &amp;nbsp;I also downloaded the podcasts for the C25K, so that'll help me keep in check.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I'm watching "Heroes" with the hubby. &amp;nbsp;I'll update tomorrow on my Fitness Regime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-3935434139818286792?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Brad leaves for Arkansas in a couple of weeks. &amp;nbsp;Once again he'll be gone for three and a half months while the kids and I stay in St. Joe and sell the house. &amp;nbsp;However, at the beginning of February the kids and I are taking a road trip to Tucson. &amp;nbsp;Honey is going to fly up and drive down with us. &amp;nbsp;So that should be an interesting adventure. &amp;nbsp;We're planning on staying for around a month -- it'll be nice to have my car. &amp;nbsp;Honey is already setting up a membership for the kids and I at the country club in Oro Valley. I also have a friend that I went to high school with that lives in Tucson, so I'll be able to hang out with her and her children while we're there. &amp;nbsp;We always plan on it, but never find the time. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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And I guess taxes will be back before then, as well. &amp;nbsp;Which will be super awesome. &amp;nbsp;I'll have some spending money to go shopping and stuff. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG! I got a new laptop for Christmas, and guess what?! The motherfucker is already broke. &amp;nbsp;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway... I'm thinking about doing the C25K. &amp;nbsp;It'll be hard to do it without Brad in town though... but maybe I'll be able to do it while I'm in Arizona. &amp;nbsp;The weather will be perfect, so it shouldn't be difficult to get outside and run. &amp;nbsp;I've learned to love running, so we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-3838179505971780282?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Current - deep brown, almost black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Height: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;5'2"... minus an inch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite Color: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Pink. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Screen Name: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Like AIM? &amp;nbsp;I think it's Lurrve You. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite Band: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Linkin Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite Movie: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't choose just one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite Show: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;ANTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your Car: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;2010 Chevy Equinox LTZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your Hometown: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Kansas City, MO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; 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text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your Grade: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;College junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your Style: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Chic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on your rooftop? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Kissed someone in the rain? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Danced in a public place? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Smiled for no reason? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;All the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Laughed so hard you cried? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Peed your pants after age 8? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I was pregnant twice. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Written a song? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sang to someone for no reason? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Absolutely. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Performed on a stage? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Many, many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Talked to someone you don't know? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Gone out of your way to befriend someone? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Made out in a theatre? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Gone roller skating since 8th grade? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Been in love? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I am in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say HI to you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;One of my kids, probably Valerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Tell you, I love you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Bradley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Kiss you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Killian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Hug you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Killian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Tell you BYE? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;My dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Write you a note? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sheena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Take your photo? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Melissa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Call your cell phone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Buy you something? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Bradley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Go with you to the movies? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sheena and Brittany. (Twilight Breaking Dawn Pt 1!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sing to you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Valerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Write a poem about you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;OMG...a poem? My middle school boyfriend, Clayton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Text message you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Melissa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Touch you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Valerie is touching me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time you laughed? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Probably last night before bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Time you cried? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Last night when watching the music video for "Christmas Shoes" lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Movie you watched? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;"Nightmare Before Christmas" with my kiddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Joke you told? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Song you've sang? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Queen ft David Bowie - "Under Pressure" to put Kae to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Time you've looked at the clock? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I... don't... remember. But right now it's 11:03am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Drink you've had? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Number you've dialed? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sarah Morton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Book you've read? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Taking&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Dean Koontz. &amp;nbsp;It was REALLY good!!! I want to read &lt;i&gt;The Husband &lt;/i&gt;now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Food you've eaten? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Chipotle last night. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Flavor of gum chewed? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Juicy Fruit. &amp;nbsp;This is unusual for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Shoes you've worn? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Pink UGGs. &amp;nbsp;And not the off brand shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Store you've been in? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Chipotle. Before that, Old Navy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Thing you've said? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;"You'll have to find the remote, Valerie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Can You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Write with both hands? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I can, but not well. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Whistle? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Blow a bubble? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Roll your tounge in a circle? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Only 3/4 of the way. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Cross your eyes? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Touch your tounge to your nose? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;No. And you spelled tongue wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dance? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Gleek? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Bahahahaha YES! Fucking awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Stay up a whole night without sleep? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;No. Why would I &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Speak a different language? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;No. I know a little Italian and Spanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Impersonate someone? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I used to do the best Drew Barrymore impression. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Prank call people? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;No. I'm not 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Make a card pyramid? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;No. Not that coordinated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Cook anything? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I have like three specialties: tacos, tuna casserole, &amp;amp; cajun alfredo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: tahoma; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Finish The Line&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Brad has been home for about a week and a half now. &amp;nbsp;Having him next to me every night has been a dream. His light breathing, soft touches on my hip, and good-night kisses are more than anything I could ask for. &amp;nbsp;Taking things for granted comes too easily to humans, so it's magical when you're able to live in the moment, even the small ones.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if I already wrote about it or not, but we might have a buyer. &amp;nbsp;They looked at the house last week but weren't pre-approved yet, but once they are they're going to put an offer on the house. &amp;nbsp;It would be beyond convenient if the house were sold before Bradley left for Arkansas in mid-January. &amp;nbsp;I'll be able to stay with &lt;a href="http://mewizza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa &lt;/a&gt;and spend a few weeks in Arizona to make the time pass. &amp;nbsp;But if it's not sold by then, I will not too worried about it. &amp;nbsp;Lisa, our realtor, already told me that she'd help me figure out how to move our crap out and into my father-in-law's storage garage in Tonganoxie. &amp;nbsp;I have faith. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Depression is still on my mind. &amp;nbsp;It has been for a few weeks. &amp;nbsp;I'll have moments of complete and utter happiness, followed by bleak, black holes of anger and sadness. &amp;nbsp;A lot of it has to do with my lack of weight loss - I actually think I've been gaining weight. &amp;nbsp;I can't even update my weight loss blog because I'm so damned ashamed of what's happening to me. &amp;nbsp;Out of control doesn't even begin to describe my reaction to food. &amp;nbsp;Why can't I be obsessed with apples or something? &amp;nbsp;Why does it have to be chips and Mexican food? &amp;nbsp;Where's my will-power I had over the summer? &amp;nbsp;I had dropped around 17 pounds, but I'm pretty sure I've gained it all back, which saddens me immensely. &amp;nbsp;Losing weight and keeping it off has always been my&amp;nbsp;Achilles'&amp;nbsp;heel. Sometimes easier to not eat than to eat healthily. &amp;nbsp;But right now I know that's not option because my self-control is lost, somewhere unreachable in the abyss of hopes and dreams. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; To add on top of my food obsession, I feel so alone. &amp;nbsp;I have my amazing husband and children, but family has been quite lackluster lately. &amp;nbsp;Especially my mother's side. &amp;nbsp;A lot of crap went down about a year ago, and even though I sincerely apologized for what happened (even though the drama was mutual), I am still being ignored and told to walk on eggshells around them. &amp;nbsp;If I am known for anything, I am known not to hide behind a facade of eggshells just to make someone &lt;i&gt;else&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;feel better. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;want to feel better, too, and it's unfair that I'm being told to sit here with a fake happy face while they're allowed to lacerate my feelings. So I told my parents last night that I'm sick of it, and I will not be attending Christmas at their house if it isn't fixed. &amp;nbsp;They told me they were going to take care of it months ago and nothing has happened. Instead they act as if everything is peachy. &amp;nbsp;However, I'm not "allowed" to take it into my own hands and fix it. &amp;nbsp;Heh. &lt;i&gt;Damned if I do, damned if I don't.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I actually broke down in tears yesterday while on the phone with my dad because I feel like no one understands. &amp;nbsp;I tried my hardest to fix this cluster of a mess, and while I'm putting 100% into it, doing whatever my parents say, no one else is meeting me half-way. &amp;nbsp;It's a two-way street, and we gotta meet somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; On a brighter note, my baby boy turned &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;on December 7th. &amp;nbsp;My sweet baby boy is growing up all too fast. &amp;nbsp;Both of my babies are. &amp;nbsp;Such a long journey it has been, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. &amp;nbsp;Killian and Valerie are my world, and I couldn't &amp;nbsp;imagine a life without their cheerful faces. &amp;nbsp;What more could a mother ask for? &amp;nbsp;Healthy, beautiful, striving children is all any parent wants for their child. &amp;nbsp;And I'm more than fortunate enough to have two children just like that. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Killian has been doing so well lately, too. &amp;nbsp;I was worried he was behind on vocabulary, but the last couple of weeks he's simply blown me away. &amp;nbsp;He isn't putting sentences together quite yet, but I'm not too worried about it. &amp;nbsp;His vocabulary is up to around 100-150, and he can name about 5 animals, 4 colors, and almost every body part (from his hair to his toes!). &amp;nbsp;According to &lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/0_milestone-chart-19-to-24-months_1496591.bc"&gt;BabyCenter's Milestone Chart&lt;/a&gt;, overall he's a little above average. &amp;nbsp;He's hitting some milestones that 30-month-old's are hitting, but then again, he's not quite up-to-par in the talking thing. &amp;nbsp;But again, he's just like his father; rarely talks, is definitely a listener. Plus, big sissy does most of his talking for him! &amp;nbsp;Since he's emerged so quickly in speaking the last couple of weeks, I wouldn't be surprised he started blurting out sentences like a fiend in the next month or so. &amp;nbsp;He learns quickly &lt;i&gt;when he wants to&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;He's also been doing rather well with the potty training. &amp;nbsp;Baby Kae is nowhere near trained, but he's not scared of the potty, and compared to Val, that's a major feat in and of itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It's still been fantastic since Brad got home. &amp;nbsp;I am &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;looking forward to him leaving again in a few weeks. &amp;nbsp;But the kiddos and I will be going to Arizona for most of the time, so that'll be nice. &amp;nbsp;I love spending as much time as possible with my Honey &amp;amp; Pops. &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3 &amp;nbsp;They're the bee's knees!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I still haven't written anymore to book. &amp;nbsp;I guess I'm just waiting for awesomeness to happen and my book to just magically appear in front of me - hardback and all. &amp;nbsp;But I'm smarter than that; I understand that it's hard fucking work to write a book. &amp;nbsp;Blech. &amp;nbsp;10k pages down, 40k to go. &amp;nbsp;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'm gonna go shower and get ready for the day. &amp;nbsp;It's a special one. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Not much else has been going on. &amp;nbsp;I haven't written anymore to my book, and I feel pretty helpless. &amp;nbsp;I'm stuck. &amp;nbsp;And yet, I'm sure if I just sat down and decided to start writing again, it would come to me. &amp;nbsp;Hell, the story is ABOUT me, not sure how difficult it could be. &amp;nbsp;I really wish I would have kept up a blog when Brad and I first met. &amp;nbsp;It would be so much easier to just go back and basically copy what happened in my life from then to now. &amp;nbsp;Oh well. &amp;nbsp;I guess it'll all have to come from memory.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I talked to my Honey and Pops today. &amp;nbsp;I get to go see them (with the kids) sometime in February. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Brad leaves again mid-January, so it'll be nice to go see them. &amp;nbsp;It's been 7 months since I've seen them, and we &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;go that long between visits. &amp;nbsp;Kind of depressing, to be honest. &amp;nbsp;But I'm planning on going and staying with them for several weeks. &amp;nbsp;It really helps pass the time. &amp;nbsp;And I definitely prefer going in February to March, because the weather is PERFECT. &amp;nbsp;70s the whole month. :) &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tonight my father-in-law is coming up for dinner with us. &amp;nbsp;Apparently he missed his son lol. &amp;nbsp;Stacey might be coming as well, but I'm not really sure. &amp;nbsp;We'll probably go to Cheddar's &amp;nbsp;(omnom).&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't have much else to write. &amp;nbsp;I guess writer's block has taken hold of me on my blog as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Saturday was rainy and cold. &amp;nbsp;So we stayed in except to go pick up dinner and a Redbox movie. Checkers for dinner and "Bad Teacher" to watch. &amp;nbsp;"Bad Teacher" was beyond hilarious. &amp;nbsp;The actual movie plot kind of sucked, but there were so many great one-liners that I'd watch it again in a heartbeat. &amp;nbsp;Phyllis, from &lt;i&gt;The Office,&lt;/i&gt; was hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Then Sunday came around... blech. That drive is shit. &amp;nbsp;But the kids did exceptionally well, so I can't complain too much. &amp;nbsp;I listened to Pandora the whole time in my car. &amp;nbsp;I had my stations on quick mix between Disney, 90s alternative, and Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It was a nice car ride home. &amp;nbsp;hahaha. &amp;nbsp;Leaving wasn't so bad since we found out that Brad gets to come home on Friday. &amp;nbsp;:D I'm super fucking excited to have my Bubbly home. &amp;nbsp;I know I just saw him for an entire weekend, but I still miss him so fucking much. Then he leaves again for another 3 and a half months in January.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; No body said this was easy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; So the title of the blog... *sigh* I don't know. I've been feeling extremely depressed lately... as I'm sure you've noticed in previous posts over the last few weeks. &amp;nbsp;But damn. &amp;nbsp;I just can't get out of it. &amp;nbsp;Every time I turn around there's something else basically hurting my feelings and it effects me so much and I don't know why! The dumbest of things make me feel like shit and that's not right. I should let everything get to me so much - but I do. &amp;nbsp;And I know it's a major flaw in my existence, but I can't help that I just want to be a happy, carefree person and then there's all these people trying to hold me back. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I bring it on myself, but I &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;do the right thing and either apologize or admit I was wrong &amp;nbsp;in the first place. &amp;nbsp;I just don't understand why everything, from Facebook to family gatherings, has to be a huge fucking high school popularity contest. &amp;nbsp;You don't have to have a fucking bitch all the time. &amp;nbsp;And I just don't understand why it affects me so much. &amp;nbsp;I know I shouldn't give a shit what other people think, but I &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;That's just who I am. &amp;nbsp;And if you don't like it, then maybe you should break it to me easily. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Jesus, this is such a sorry excuse for a pity party. &amp;nbsp;But then it all connects back to how I look. &amp;nbsp;Am I hated so widely because I'm fat and ugly? &amp;nbsp;I am not a mean person, so that's certainly not the reasoning. &amp;nbsp;It has to be that I'm fat. &amp;nbsp;And there's only one way to fix that. &amp;nbsp;Fall back onto my EDs? &amp;nbsp;Heh, probably not. &amp;nbsp;But I do have a new goal. 15 pounds by Christmas. &amp;nbsp;I can do it. &amp;nbsp;I'm gonna fucking do it. &amp;nbsp;Just watch me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-1681554643111360699?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I believe in Jesus and God, but I'm not sure what religion I should categorize myself. &lt;br /&gt;-I've been considering Mormonism, but not sure how my husband would feel.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I've become attached to an inmate on Death Row. He was 18 when he shot a police officer point-blank, but something about his demeanor and&amp;nbsp;loneliness&amp;nbsp;makes me gravitate to him. &amp;nbsp;I haven't written him a letter or made any sort of contact, but I desperately want to.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Every day I'm afraid of my cancer relapsing. And I also become worried that my children will get it as their skin is so damned fair. &amp;nbsp;I'm Italian with olive skin and I got it. What's holding back God from giving my children the same genetic markers for melanoma?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I have an eating disorder. Multiple, actually.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I also have depression.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sometimes I worry I'm not fit to be a mommy.&lt;/li&gt;
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First of all, I'm about a fifth of the way finished with my book. &amp;nbsp;I'm on chapter five, but I've hit a standstill. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting really excited about going to see Brad and whenever I sit down to write, I can't think at all. All I can think about are his blue eyes looking into my eyes and living in our own little fantasy world. &amp;nbsp;Soon he'll be home for Christmas and we'll spend the holidays together. &amp;nbsp;But then he leaves for another 3-4 months of training. :( &amp;nbsp;I hate being alone so much. &amp;nbsp;I miss him. &amp;nbsp;So fucking much. &amp;nbsp;And I'm going to be PISSED if they decide to send him to the dessert again. &amp;nbsp;Like, really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, the house selling isn't going according to plan. &amp;nbsp;Shit sucks and we're getting no showing. &amp;nbsp;The realtor said not even the $50k houses are getting showings, so it's pretty much a given that we're not going to get showings if the less expensive houses aren't getting any. &amp;nbsp;Blah. &amp;nbsp;And if our house isn't selling, then we're not building our new house. &amp;nbsp;Which is just as frustrating. The longer it takes to sell this house, the longer it'll take for us to &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;move back to Kansas City. &amp;nbsp;We are sick of St. Joe, we are ready to be back with our amazing family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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The kids are doing exceptionally well. Val is sweet as ever and Killian is my perfect little man.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, on a more interesting note, I am now penpals with a couple people. &amp;nbsp;I have one female penpal, her name is Denise, and she's currently incarcerated for child abuse. &amp;nbsp;And the other is a male, and he's on death row for killing an officer. &amp;nbsp;It sounds odd, I know, but I'm being safe about writing them (I use a pen name and write through the church address). &amp;nbsp;Also, I've never really had any connection to prison. &amp;nbsp;I've never even been pulled over for a traffic violation. &amp;nbsp;So I figured this would be the best way to really get to know what prison is like - unlike watching "Shawhank Redemption" or something where it's totally not real. &amp;nbsp;So here I am, educating myself the best way I can... without actually going to jail. &amp;nbsp;And along the way, maybe I'll make someone's day. &amp;nbsp;I tried to find a nursing home penpal program, but all I could find were sites wanting volunteers to write the letters for the old people... but there were none near Kansas City. So that's out of the question. &amp;nbsp;So I chose incarcerated people. lol. &amp;nbsp;I also contemplated writing to someone in the military, but I didn't know how Brad would feel about that, so I just said no. lol&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow... I think baby K is up from his nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-8896314748532497912?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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On a lighter note, I just wanted to say thank you to a certain someone (you know who you are). &amp;nbsp;When someone was talking shit on me and Sheena, you took the high road and didn't say anything rude about us. &amp;nbsp;It was cool, because even though you KNEW no one would read your conversation with this person, you still didn't say &lt;i&gt;anything bad &lt;/i&gt;- if anything, at one point you said that we just being mommies. &amp;nbsp;It was truly amazing. &amp;nbsp;So again, thank you. &amp;nbsp;It's awesome that we've been able to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4544175325743381558-4858287105797919346?l=camillavilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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