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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/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226</id><updated>2009-11-11T11:56:42.045-05:00</updated><title type="text">In This Life of Ours</title><subtitle type="html">A Family's ventures to be free in this country. Living our life according to our Creature, the high "Almighty". It contradict the legality of this land however, pursuing the balance to the correct pathway somehow.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>782</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/InTheLifeOfmne" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>InTheLifeOfmne</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-7332345264410385715</id><published>2009-11-11T10:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:46:59.978-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wordless Wednesday" /><title type="text">Wordless Wednesday-You Should See Our Walls</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Sh2BjuP0UCI/AAAAAAAAB9U/NYPvNY4YgvM/s320/mike+paintings+copy.jpg" alt="DS #3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340567183841054754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Sh2BjaOLLeI/AAAAAAAAB9M/cOVzelQhNNs/s320/07208.jpg" alt="DS #4" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340567178465455586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was taken a year ago and just gotten some markers from grandpa. Our house was a messed. You should see their hair when they decided to play with the Vaseline. I was so mad, I did not take a picture of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-7332345264410385715?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/BhlAplfe0t8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/7332345264410385715/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=7332345264410385715&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/7332345264410385715" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/7332345264410385715" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/BhlAplfe0t8/wordless-wednesday-you-should-see-our.html" title="Wordless Wednesday-You Should See Our Walls" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Sh2BjuP0UCI/AAAAAAAAB9U/NYPvNY4YgvM/s72-c/mike+paintings+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/wordless-wednesday-you-should-see-our.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-5137804883488677138</id><published>2009-11-09T20:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:26:58.504-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cyber School" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home School" /><title type="text">My Maintenance Man</title><content type="html">If something does work all of a sudden on your computer, trying re-starting it first. My Kinder's printer decided to stop working last week. I thought right away that he did something wrong but somehow he can't tell me what he did. Nope, I did not re-start the computer right away it took me a few days before thinking hard on what to do. Today I tried the scanner and it work just fine. I asked DH to check it out for me, he doddle for a little bit and asked me if I restarted it. Duh, I knew that, and why did I not try it first. I guess I'm not thinking hard enough or did I just think too hard...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Svi9SH75vaI/AAAAAAAACtQ/cHYZGkUg2Fs/s320/computer-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402275872096501154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When DD got a new teacher on the third week of October she schedule a meeting through Elluminate. However, Java is not even installed on the computer and I had to install it before she can use Elluminate. I could not wait and just borrowed DS (3rd grader) pc to do the meeting. Last week is the first time she attended a live lesson for her grade. She wanted to answers some question that the presenter was asking. She got called just to found out that her mic and headphone was not working. Crap! What happens to plug in play stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I asked DH to play with it and he can't find anything wrong with it. He just click buttons and did not change anything and not even 15 minutes he got everything working even the microphone. He said he did not do anything but check and look if everything is working. And they are all working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think that DD's computer is a girl and just needed a man touch...ha ha ha...lol. I toggle with that stupid thing and almost throw it in the ground and DH sits there for less than 15 minutes and it works...argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she can listen to her music cd's (from school) and not bother anyone. And she can answer question using the microphone, unless it gives me another hard time when I touch it again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much DH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Image Credit: i.ehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-5137804883488677138?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/ZELuQu93lkc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/5137804883488677138/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=5137804883488677138&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5137804883488677138" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5137804883488677138" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/ZELuQu93lkc/my-maintenance-man.html" title="My Maintenance Man" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Svi9SH75vaI/AAAAAAAACtQ/cHYZGkUg2Fs/s72-c/computer-main_Full.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-maintenance-man.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-8464580481134326734</id><published>2009-11-06T19:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:02:40.495-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Government" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Politics" /><title type="text">Something Big is Coming</title><content type="html">So, what's up with the &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-big-is-coming.html"&gt;shooting inside military bases&lt;/a&gt;? You should stay away from any government establishment until something comes up. I am telling you something is coming and something big. I don't know what it is yet, but something to do with the &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-big-is-coming.html"&gt;politicians and our government&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A high ranking man start shooting innocent people, is not very innocent in my opinion. He knew something he probably refused to act on it, got very mad and you know the rest. Then our leader will come of some excuse to put a bill out that nobody can refused but sign it. More (against) on gun owners perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are up to no good, I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-8464580481134326734?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/L9sn78wTGVs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/8464580481134326734/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=8464580481134326734&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/8464580481134326734" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/8464580481134326734" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/L9sn78wTGVs/something-big-is-coming.html" title="Something Big is Coming" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-big-is-coming.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-8944393355773724351</id><published>2009-11-06T06:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:48:42.075-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sky Watch Friday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Looking at the Sky on Friday</title><content type="html">I have taken this pictures around the house yesterday. I always run out of time in the morning to get some nice shots. Can you see the different color clouds. We have some sun around lunch time yesterday but I don't really knew how long it stayed sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;This one was from the NE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SvNho87X7iI/AAAAAAAACso/TsbJBfdfUMI/s1600-h/11509+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SvNho87X7iI/AAAAAAAACso/TsbJBfdfUMI/s320/11509+%282%29.JPG" alt="Mrs. Cheers Sky Watch1" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400767734325177890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Straight up, can you see the chimney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SvNhoebcZiI/AAAAAAAACsg/iP_8tbtsCPA/s1600-h/11509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SvNhoebcZiI/AAAAAAAACsg/iP_8tbtsCPA/s320/11509.JPG" alt="Mrs. Cheers Sky Watch2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400767726138189346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one came from SW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SvNhoIlUuLI/AAAAAAAACsY/eFv1gSIm4MY/s1600-h/11509+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SvNhoIlUuLI/AAAAAAAACsY/eFv1gSIm4MY/s320/11509+%284%29.JPG" alt="Mrs. Cheers Sky Watch3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400767720274049202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday and have a great weekend, everyone! I went very early today and still saw the moon today. Freezing cold out there and I even visit my garden and saw my broccoli is ripening, hopefully I can save some seeds for the coming spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyworkingmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm170/tishblack/Lookingatthesky-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more images click this logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-8944393355773724351?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/1r30ZGyqkG8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/8944393355773724351/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=8944393355773724351&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/8944393355773724351" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/8944393355773724351" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/1r30ZGyqkG8/looking-at-sky-on-friday.html" title="Looking at the Sky on Friday" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SvNho87X7iI/AAAAAAAACso/TsbJBfdfUMI/s72-c/11509+%282%29.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/looking-at-sky-on-friday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-5285246467764262685</id><published>2009-11-05T07:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:45:50.384-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Random Updates from "In This Life of Ours</title><content type="html">Saturday was not a very good day. It rains off on and on and our kids did not go out to&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-safe-and-fun-halloween.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-safe-and-fun-halloween.html"&gt;trick and treat&lt;/a&gt; until it was dark (7:30pm). We bought so much candy, DH and our kids end up eating all of them. We only have a few left and I am so glad they are almost gone. I can't stand such rambunctious kids around the house. Especially when can't go outside and play. They are giving me such a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was and easy day. Monday came and DS had a speech session and she mentioned that we should have went to the mall to &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2008/09/trick-or-treat.html"&gt;trick and treats&lt;/a&gt;. My answer was "no" because what is the point of that. Sorry, I like it when they can see our neighbors and get to know them. Yea, get to know your salesperson, "NOT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday my Kindergartner had a dentist appointment and trying to explain why we don't want fluoride in their system is one way conversations and end up no where, very prostrated with the medical corporation at this point. Of course if everyone is just like me, how they can earn their high &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;6 figure salary&lt;/a&gt;, they can't if they can't sell all these stuff that are supposed to be good for our teeth. I will fall for that, if I can't read the ingredients they must be bad for anybody. We also voted and one of the local school board gave us a card to vote for them. We are done voting for this people who think they have authority over us and at the same time thinks that are much better than us. Shove off, you do not deserve anything from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think DS had the last &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;session for OT&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. It's good because I have one lady who works for the government that will come to my house. I hate when they come because I have to make my house presentable and I have to make sure I don't say anything that can be use against me and end up &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-updates-from-in-this-life-of.html"&gt;taking the rights&lt;/a&gt; (my limited rights) away from my own children. We also had two meetings with the kids teachers. I was over my head and can't figure out why, not until DH came home and noticed that I did not drink my coffee yesterday. That's why I can' handle the loads of lessons and meetings. I feel so bad because the kids got most of my prostrations...ahyayay! And guess what, I was able to make bread after all that chaos. I guess I work well under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am much better today. No appointments to attend to, well not until next week. So, how is your week so far?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-5285246467764262685?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/YiADnizemcA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/5285246467764262685/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=5285246467764262685&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5285246467764262685" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5285246467764262685" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/YiADnizemcA/random-updates-from-in-this-life-of.html" title="Random Updates from &quot;In This Life of Ours" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-updates-from-in-this-life-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-7642995231484663249</id><published>2009-11-02T15:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:56:03.542-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Entrecard" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Site traffic" /><title type="text">To My Loyal Droppers</title><content type="html">&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTcxOTQ2NDQzMjYmcHQ9MTI1NzE5NDY1NDAzOSZwPTg3NTkxJmQ9Y29tbWVudHMtY29kZWJveCZnPTEmbz*wMDQ3ZDQ1ODczMjE*OTRiYmRkMDczODczZWRkNDE5Nw==.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.satisfaction.com/codes/thank-you-comments-1.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u83/jst8761/ty/ty0101.gif" alt="Thank You MySpace Comments and Graphics" title="Thank You MySpace Comments and Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Appreciating all your visits and drops "&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-my-loyal-dropper.html"&gt;In This Life of Ours&lt;/a&gt;". 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I said hello and I gave him a kiss and asked if he wanted something to eat because he did not pack lunch today. He said his fine and I did not asked anymore questions because I am very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was helping DD with her Elluminate (meeting online) with her teacher, he came in to the classroom and announce that I have not asked why he is early today. It's not raining he said, then I told him that they got done early today like any other Friday. Then he left us be in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until I was making hot cocoa for the kids, I always make them hot cocoa after class. He came again and ask me again why I have not asked him why he's home early. So, I asked if he stop working for the other people, he said "no". Then I asked if the man he is working with wanted to get home early today, he said "no".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what, I am running out of guesses. If You don't want to tell me, fine. Mind you we (kids and I) just got done from their lessons and my head is not in the lovey dubey mood and not out of the school stress yet. Then he told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda got mad at him after telling me what had happened. They got in an accident and they totaled the truck of the person he is working for today. And his excuse was, the car that hit us was worst than we are. He could have walk inside the house in pain and he waited so long to tell me. He is fine and told me he only have a headache. We both agree that his body will be aching tomorrow when he wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or he may have an internal bleeding and waited for hours when I can give him 100% of my attention before telling me. He may be dead on the floor by the way he waited today, oh...&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;this life of ours&lt;/a&gt;. He knew how busy I am when we are doing lessons, but please if you are dying just spit it out and let me know before it's too late. Classes can be done anytime of the day and &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-is-funny.html"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; is too precious to lose. I could have punch him and make his whole body ache more. But in the other side of the coin, since he already knew he is fine, he don't want me to worry until I'm done with the kids. He is funny in the wrong way. Arg, this is the third time he got hit since I've known him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-349256834474307555?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/6cAOCkXEwWM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/349256834474307555/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=349256834474307555&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/349256834474307555" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/349256834474307555" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/6cAOCkXEwWM/he-is-funny.html" title="He Is Funny" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-is-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6181011569262675579</id><published>2009-10-30T06:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:16:43.422-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Looking at the Sky on Friday</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Suoc5-f1a4I/AAAAAAAACrY/oMsVfglgONo/s1600-h/102209+%2841%29+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Suoc5-f1a4I/AAAAAAAACrY/oMsVfglgONo/s320/102209+%2841%29+copy.jpg" alt="In This Life of Ours " id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398158885711604610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the highway close to where I live. This is my way to town picking up my ODS from his chess practice in his school. Very soon all of these leaves will fall and it will look like driving in a ghost town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of ghost town have a Happy Halloween and plenty of candy. We will be giving peanut butter Reese's, Hershey Bars and M&amp;amp;M's tomorrow night. Make sure to stop by and get some. Oh yeah, don't forget to turn your clock back one hour tomorrow. I was thinking since that most of my kids are schooling at home, do I really have to follow the time. Their appointments will still on time because my computer will remind me. We will see, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyworkingmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm170/tishblack/Lookingatthesky-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more images click this logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6181011569262675579?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/4CvlX157ppg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6181011569262675579/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6181011569262675579&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6181011569262675579" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6181011569262675579" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/4CvlX157ppg/looking-at-sky-on-friday_30.html" title="Looking at the Sky on Friday" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Suoc5-f1a4I/AAAAAAAACrY/oMsVfglgONo/s72-c/102209+%2841%29+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-at-sky-on-friday_30.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6861731211509186484</id><published>2009-10-29T11:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:31:12.243-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Just Tweaking</title><content type="html">I been wanting to change a few things here and there for the Halloween in my blog and today is the day. I wish I have done it a few weeks ago but I have no time. It is very colorful right now but it will go back to normal after the occasion this Saturday. I just wish I have plenty of time to do this often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it, if not well...you know my answer to that...ha ha ha or should I say boo...hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Halloween images I got from the freebies somewhere and I can't remember the site. Sorry, who ever you are, I thank you so much for it. If you want you can leave me a message and I will add your link in my side bar before Halloween is over. Again thank you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6861731211509186484?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/6qnfHwoZV8E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6861731211509186484/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6861731211509186484&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6861731211509186484" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6861731211509186484" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/6qnfHwoZV8E/just-tweaking.html" title="Just Tweaking" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-tweaking.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3891137397977329042</id><published>2009-10-27T18:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:01:05.389-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Always Competing</title><content type="html">Between my 6 years old only daughter and her brother who is 5 years old. They always like to compete with everything. When the one wanted to finish his or her lessons first, the other one will say the same thing. Mind you I have to teach them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the writing, my five years old son will compete with his sister and boast that he knows all the letters in the alphabet. My daughter went to pre-school and pre-kindergarten for two years. He only went to pre-school for 2 months, because I started teaching at home and he decided he don't want to go to the private pre-school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that he can't learn faster than his sister but what I am saying is that his sister had more practice than him. Plus, she is older than him and by far she knew more. Sometimes it's so hard to separate them when they are fighting. And most of the time they both get punish because I don't want to pick sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are kids close in age always like this? DH is 3 years younger than his sister but they fought so much when they were kids, so I don't think age has anything to do with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-3891137397977329042?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/c2wDI1l-0Uo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/3891137397977329042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=3891137397977329042&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3891137397977329042" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3891137397977329042" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/c2wDI1l-0Uo/always-competition.html" title="Always Competing" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/always-competition.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-4559824960109576557</id><published>2009-10-23T06:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T07:29:05.753-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Looking at the Sky on Friday</title><content type="html">My kids were able to play outside yesterday after we picked up their oldest sibling from his school. I don't leave home without a camera anymore and while we were outside yesterday I kept on taking pictures of the &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-at-sky-on-friday_23.html"&gt;clouds&lt;/a&gt;. It was my very time capturing a very strange looking clouds. Take a look for yourself. Click on images to see it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SuGKZmUq8UI/AAAAAAAACqc/Ecql_Quyvt0/s1600-h/102209+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SuGKZmUq8UI/AAAAAAAACqc/Ecql_Quyvt0/s320/102209+%289%29.JPG" alt="Nedekcir Sky 1" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395746000955175234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very fast moving clouds from the west. At the back of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SuGKZzLahSI/AAAAAAAACqk/KHTx0zMcPRs/s1600-h/102209+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SuGKZzLahSI/AAAAAAAACqk/KHTx0zMcPRs/s320/102209+%287%29.JPG" alt="Nedekcir Sky 2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395746004406011170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-at-sky-on-friday_23.html"&gt;clear sky&lt;/a&gt; at the east. Let's back up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SuGKafYWo7I/AAAAAAAACqs/LlfrcT9I5As/s1600-h/102209+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SuGKafYWo7I/AAAAAAAACqs/LlfrcT9I5As/s320/102209+%288%29.JPG" alt="Nedekcir Sky 3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395746016271442866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am in the backyard. The clouds are coming...ahh! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyworkingmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm170/tishblack/Lookingatthesky-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more images click this logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-4559824960109576557?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/kvBOtxngm4g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/4559824960109576557/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=4559824960109576557&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/4559824960109576557" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/4559824960109576557" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/kvBOtxngm4g/looking-at-sky-on-friday_23.html" title="Looking at the Sky on Friday" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SuGKZmUq8UI/AAAAAAAACqc/Ecql_Quyvt0/s72-c/102209+%289%29.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-at-sky-on-friday_23.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-2590572702652662240</id><published>2009-10-22T06:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:12:47.002-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Oh, Good You Have 5 Minutes to Spare</title><content type="html">We have a nice size dining table that has a removable leaf. With the leaf we can fit people from seven to twelve depending on how big they are. We always put the left on it when we are having company over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we had the leaf since last Christmas and DH just removed it last night. After dinner the kids had some homemade hot cocoa. Then we played Uno card game and I played one game. DH and I usually hang out for at least five minutes before going back to anything we wanted to do. He asked if I have five more minutes to spare. For what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to hold the other side of the dinner table because I wanted to take the leaf out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what month it is... Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we have about a month before I return it. Besides, my sister will not be coming without her new husband anyway. He does not like me and I don't think they are both coming for holiday dinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, you are the one doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have a four sitter dining table. We can all fit around it, plus I like the extra room without the leaf in our dining room. Very easy to go around the table now. And I bet him that he will not going to remember taking the leaf again until the holidays next year. He told me to remind him about it. And I told him to add it into my schedule and have it ding when he wanted me to remind him to take it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought for a second when he asked for five minutes we will do something fruitful...nah...I was wrong...lol. Not&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt; in this life of ours&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-2590572702652662240?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/QJVrwTDXS8Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/2590572702652662240/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=2590572702652662240&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/2590572702652662240" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/2590572702652662240" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/QJVrwTDXS8Q/oh-good-you-5-minutes-to-spare.html" title="Oh, Good You Have 5 Minutes to Spare" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-good-you-5-minutes-to-spare.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-79018777796384496</id><published>2009-10-21T06:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:29:28.623-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Too Quiet, He Said</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/St7iXH_d3BI/AAAAAAAACp8/SSzBTqyxwqY/s1600-h/quiet_l.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/St7iXH_d3BI/AAAAAAAACp8/SSzBTqyxwqY/s220/quiet_l.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394998290546547730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODS goes to an after school activity in his school. And that after school activity is chess, he plays three days a week. On Monday I packed everyone to our van to pick him up, well you know I have to because my second oldest child is only 8 years old. God forbid  someone saw me leaving him at home by himself, I may end up in jail somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, DH came home early and told me that the house was too quiet and he ran out of things to do. Mind you ODS school is only 15 minutes away, one way. So, could have gone for 30 minutes or so. I wish I have that much time to spend for myself. How I long to have a quiet time for even 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will never happen unless all our kids move out of our house. Not a second spare that I have to yell "STOP IT", "SAY SORRY TO YOUR BROTHER/SISTER", NOW!", "BECAUSE I SAID SO". And he complained that the house is too quiet. How silly...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-79018777796384496?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/l5yVOM4r7HI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/79018777796384496/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=79018777796384496&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/79018777796384496" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/79018777796384496" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/l5yVOM4r7HI/too-quiet-he-said.html" title="Too Quiet, He Said" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/St7iXH_d3BI/AAAAAAAACp8/SSzBTqyxwqY/s72-c/quiet_l.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-quiet-he-said.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-1532833872275367128</id><published>2009-10-19T07:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:54:43.745-04:00</updated><title type="text">Time Management</title><content type="html">My husband drove to work this morning with a flat tire because he just don't know how to manage his time in the morning. I mentioned it to him on Saturday and yesterday but he seemed rather do something else. It is great when he shop online for &lt;a href="http://www.carpartswarehouse.com/"&gt;car parts&lt;/a&gt;, I think he spent his time wisely and get a free shipping but when he needs to spend some time working hard for his truck that is close to nothing. He knows when he gets to his job that everything will be easier because he got all the equipment he needed to do the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-1532833872275367128?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/WPmjFOtUfiQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/1532833872275367128/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=1532833872275367128&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1532833872275367128" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1532833872275367128" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/WPmjFOtUfiQ/time-management.html" title="Time Management" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-management.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3374039934880787129</id><published>2009-10-16T20:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:13:31.807-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Looking at the Sky on Friday</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I mentioned yesterday we have snow in our forecast. This one was taken around noon yesterday.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StkJ1MxeclI/AAAAAAAACo8/-YvfFquK7mY/s320/101506.JPG" alt="Snow in October" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393352838319338066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one was taken this morning around 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StkJ07UIOlI/AAAAAAAACo0/pTQ51AyDezU/s320/101609.JPG" alt="Snow in October" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393352833632844370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend everyone, I need a lot of rest this weekend. I am so tired and I don't even know if I can finish returning drops tonight. &lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;In this life of ours&lt;/a&gt; is exhausted this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyworkingmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm170/tishblack/Lookingatthesky-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more images click this logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-3374039934880787129?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/pg-qH8ttRWE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/3374039934880787129/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=3374039934880787129&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3374039934880787129" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3374039934880787129" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/pg-qH8ttRWE/looking-at-sky-on-friday_16.html" title="Looking at the Sky on Friday" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StkJ1MxeclI/AAAAAAAACo8/-YvfFquK7mY/s72-c/101506.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-at-sky-on-friday_16.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6892925674619642705</id><published>2009-10-15T07:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:35:13.406-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Winter Storm Coming Our Way</title><content type="html">Wow, October with a winter storm, we starting early this year. I saw a few places already had snow. My ODS might be coming home early today in the bus. It is almost 8AM here and it is very dark outside, almost like the snow is ready to come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not clean my garden yet and here comes the storm, yikes! Too bad for the kids, they don't have snow days, kinda hard to explain that they can finish early for the summer if we keep up with the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hoping none of you have to drive in the storm. And if you have to, be careful out there. I can't find weather thing closer to me but we have 34&amp;deg;F right now. And we are getting snow according to the forecast starting today until Saturday, I'm not really sure how much but we are going to have snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://weatherpixie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://weatherpixie.com/displayimg.php?place=KABE&amp;trooper=1&amp;type=F" width=124 height=175 border=0 alt="The WeatherPixie"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6892925674619642705?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/w_THUmluMV8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6892925674619642705/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6892925674619642705&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6892925674619642705" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6892925674619642705" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/w_THUmluMV8/winter-storm-coming-our-way.html" title="Winter Storm Coming Our Way" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/winter-storm-coming-our-way.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3967851219650771325</id><published>2009-10-14T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:14:30.854-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Wordless Wednesday (LOL)</title><content type="html">Hopefully he will not hate me when he become teenager with this picture. He was so proud because he could fit two balls in his pants. He don't have any idea...lol. I love this years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StXp_VysaHI/AAAAAAAACos/cX0w30i47-E/s1600-h/IMG_0391+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StXp_VysaHI/AAAAAAAACos/cX0w30i47-E/s320/IMG_0391+copy.jpg" alt="DS #3 big butt, WHAT!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392473403236837490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-3967851219650771325?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/d1GQlDlPm6A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/3967851219650771325/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=3967851219650771325&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3967851219650771325" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3967851219650771325" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/d1GQlDlPm6A/wordless-wednesday-lol.html" title="Wordless Wednesday (LOL)" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StXp_VysaHI/AAAAAAAACos/cX0w30i47-E/s72-c/IMG_0391+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-lol.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-1534424492505510417</id><published>2009-10-12T06:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:32:00.385-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Weekend Update "In This Life of Ours"</title><content type="html">We went to our local &lt;a href="http://www.mazezilla.com/"&gt;mazezilla&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday while DH was working the voting poll for Continental Congress. We planned this last weekend and he just remember that he can't come with us because of it. He asked her sister to accompany us but we did not went to the corn maze because she did not feel like walking with my kids. She was scared that it would take us a while to get thru. The people who works there told us that if we finish the whole maze it would take about two hours. Not to mention it was very windy over there on Saturday. I just wished DH don't have to work that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only went on the hay ride, saw some cows, my kids enjoyed the slides and the corn pit. Maybe we will try again next weekend with DH with us. However, I was told already that we are going to Port Jervis for some kind of event. I'm not really looking forward to it because he only wanted to go there so that he can talk politics to the people in the group we belong to. You would think they both knew everything that is going on but still need to talk to one another. It is very annoying in my opinion especially that the certain one is a woman. And I am not allowed to chat in my computer to my HS friends because we don't talk about politics. That I might fall in love with them and move back home to meet secretly with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would think he will know that I am meeting them if I go away for certain amount of time. Mind you they are so far away and the person he talk to is just an hour away. Why is it that he can talk someone on the opposite sex and I cannot, mind you mine is thru chat not in person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just letting my prostration out. I think I have to force him not to go next weekend. I'm the one will end up watching the kids and all his going to do is socialize. Below is the kids pictures from outside the corn maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="border: 0px solid ; padding: 4px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 580px; text-align: left; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKOQPhvfYI/AAAAAAAACng/cGc35bmDX_0/s320/IMG_0438+copy.jpg" alt="DS 3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391528113613012354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKOPm1ckHI/AAAAAAAACnY/fQRsdntwQJM/s320/IMG_0437+copy.jpg" alt="DD" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391528102689804402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKOPNdKI6I/AAAAAAAACnQ/EY2fBZJqFPE/s320/IMG_0433+copy.jpg" alt="Corn Pit" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391528095877047202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKOswunECI/AAAAAAAACn4/M5mjWk6LScw/s320/IMG_0451+copy.jpg" alt="YDS little maze" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391528603561693218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKOsgcXxWI/AAAAAAAACnw/x1R4-w6mu7Y/s320/IMG_0448+copy.jpg" alt="YDS &amp;amp; ODS in corn pit" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391528599190226274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKOsBTRrhI/AAAAAAAACno/rTrEHcDsdSo/s320/IMG_0440+copy.jpg" alt="ODS" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391528590830579218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKO_53NDwI/AAAAAAAACoA/vBg_QAaB7pI/s320/IMG_0441+copy.jpg" alt="DD &amp; DS 3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391528932431171330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-1534424492505510417?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/nO2TEWafuQk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/1534424492505510417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=1534424492505510417&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1534424492505510417" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1534424492505510417" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/nO2TEWafuQk/weekend-update-in-this-life-of-ours.html" title="Weekend Update &quot;In This Life of Ours&quot;" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/StKOQPhvfYI/AAAAAAAACng/cGc35bmDX_0/s72-c/IMG_0438+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-update-in-this-life-of-ours.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-563444847315848924</id><published>2009-10-09T11:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:02:12.579-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Looking at the Sky on Friday</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Ss9bWP7Fq6I/AAAAAAAACnI/U283WiX1Otc/s1600-h/10709+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Ss9bWP7Fq6I/AAAAAAAACnI/U283WiX1Otc/s320/10709+copy.jpg" alt="Sky Watch" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390627716775390114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Ss9bVlnYjoI/AAAAAAAACnA/u-yUZQ0sAJE/s1600-h/10709+%282%29+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Ss9bVlnYjoI/AAAAAAAACnA/u-yUZQ0sAJE/s320/10709+%282%29+copy.jpg" alt="Sky Watch" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390627705418452610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this shot on Tuesday. I heard there is another rain coming today and I just can't show plain gray sky again. I was standing in my front door when I took the pictures. Happy Friday everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyworkingmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm170/tishblack/Lookingatthesky-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more images click this logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-563444847315848924?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/1l7YIKCaEMo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/563444847315848924/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=563444847315848924&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/563444847315848924" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/563444847315848924" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/1l7YIKCaEMo/looking-at-sky-on-friday_09.html" title="Looking at the Sky on Friday" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Ss9bWP7Fq6I/AAAAAAAACnI/U283WiX1Otc/s72-c/10709+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-at-sky-on-friday_09.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-9098358737992560586</id><published>2009-10-08T06:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:14:05.120-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">New Curriculum Arrived</title><content type="html">My DD was so happy yesterday because we have been doing her school with no textbooks. We are just lucky that they send us the wrong Math textbook last year and they have not send me a prepaid return label for it. So, we are using it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so sold with the K12 curriculum. They send everything that are needed for the lessons, except for papers, crayons, pencils, scissors, and printing papers. I have not hear anything about the hardware, we return the one she have last year because I thought of switching her to another curriculum which we both did not like. We only lasted a month, and we decided to go back to K12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I will put all of my kids in the same curriculum. It will work better too when they need to go places for a trip or days out. I will not be torn on which activity to go to because they belong in the same school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my reasons to why I tried switching schools. I was hard doing three school in the household. However, with the same school they can do music and art at the same time and I only need to teach it once for three children...well for two right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD wanted to finish her lessons list yesterday but I was too tired already at the end of the day. I could not teach her anymore. We did 2 math and 3 orientation and that was the limit for each kid, 5 hours a day. We can do more but like I said I was tired. I had to packed all the materials and hardware from the other school and unpacked the new ones. We are just waiting for the packing and shipping label and I will drop those boxes at the UPS location close to our house. Did you know that Pennsylvania don't have a budget this year for all public services? Yes, it's true. Pretty soon, teachers, police and other government own services will not get paid. My SIL told us that she think starting next month they will get paid. She is a teacher in public school. Good thing my kids are doing school at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did I mention we love K12?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-9098358737992560586?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/3BVoASgbxa0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/9098358737992560586/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=9098358737992560586&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/9098358737992560586" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/9098358737992560586" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/3BVoASgbxa0/new-curriculum-arrived.html" title="New Curriculum Arrived" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-curriculum-arrived.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-2559707909969370300</id><published>2009-10-07T06:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T06:09:38.018-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photograph" /><title type="text">Wordless Wednesday (The Color of Fall)</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Sss5nuAC94I/AAAAAAAACmo/rVxdKTg-rUE/s1600-h/IMG_0465+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Sss5nuAC94I/AAAAAAAACmo/rVxdKTg-rUE/s320/IMG_0465+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389464733604837250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-2559707909969370300?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/xIXW3Zrj0qY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/2559707909969370300/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=2559707909969370300&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/2559707909969370300" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/2559707909969370300" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/xIXW3Zrj0qY/wordless-wednesday-color-of-fall.html" title="Wordless Wednesday (The Color of Fall)" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/Sss5nuAC94I/AAAAAAAACmo/rVxdKTg-rUE/s72-c/IMG_0465+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-color-of-fall.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-4215218913317479056</id><published>2009-10-06T22:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:07:27.892-04:00</updated><title type="text">Able Restoration</title><content type="html">The whole world knew what happened at the northern part of the Philippines. And plenty of people will be calling companies like &lt;a href="http://www.ablerestoration.net/"&gt;water damage San Diego&lt;/a&gt; to restore what was damage in their home. My heart goes to those who lost family members in the flood. My family was also affected but not as bad as the people in the main land. A prayer goes to all of you and wishing for faster recovery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-4215218913317479056?l=recheers.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/3vnJdgun2OQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/4215218913317479056/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=4215218913317479056&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/4215218913317479056" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/4215218913317479056" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/3vnJdgun2OQ/able-restoration.html" title="Able Restoration" /><author><name>N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>nedekcir@nedekcircheers.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="10129200228898430783" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2009/10/able-restoration.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3151015092995966080</id><published>2009-10-04T15:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:12:36.048-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Entrecard" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Site traffic" /><title type="text">Top Ten Droppers</title><content type="html">I very much appreciated all of you who kept coming back to my blog. Thanks for stopping for 30 days for my top dropper. We should all quit ec together or even remove our widget in our blog for a week. So, what exactly are they doing with all the ec credits they are collecting? Sell them or totally wipe it off the system. And where are they getting the credits for completing offers? 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He got a meeting to go to and I am waiting in-patiently all day. Instead of getting mad at him that I always do because my plans will never get done if his never get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my DD bedroom again, her bedroom never stay clutter free for even a day. She had helped with the mess, her little siblings that basically do everything she told them until they get bored and stop following what they are told. Then the fights starts from there. This time the two that are close in age help me, well more like "if you don't do this I will"...kind of thing. Each one of them picking different things and have their own bag/bucket/pail. I hide most of the toys, and they are only allowed to play with them if they ask me, well hidden...lol, less to clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since DH did not go anywhere today, I drag him apple picking at the last minute. He can't say no because I will get mad/nag him for keeping me home all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div   style="border: 0px solid ; padding: 4px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 580px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yellow Delicious Apples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SsfxPlwx24I/AAAAAAAAClk/YDilNIsg_nE/s320/IMG_0405+copy.jpg" alt="Yellow Delicious Apples" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388540729309125506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look! my slaves...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SsfvuzQ5KSI/AAAAAAAAClc/9xchOZDAfIU/s320/IMG_0404+copy.jpg" alt="Apples picking" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388539066486171938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I asked DH to get the big and nice ones up above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SsfvuZ0-7RI/AAAAAAAAClU/TcT2inbcuxg/s320/IMG_0406+copy.jpg" alt="DH taking the best one" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388539059658222866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apples for Baking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SsfvifqTE-I/AAAAAAAAClM/Uiy_NZWoOg4/s320/IMG_0408+copy.jpg" alt="Empire Apples" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388538855065588706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Delicious Apples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SsfvhysZbGI/AAAAAAAAClE/SOj9XUoMhIg/s320/IMG_0410+copy.jpg" alt="Red Delicious Apples" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388538842994797666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DD picked two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SsftysYQvQI/AAAAAAAACk8/eXvRsDsJzSQ/s320/IMG_0411+copy.jpg" alt="DD with Red Delicious Apples" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388536934334250242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are what we picked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SsftyDolmwI/AAAAAAAACk0/-en8Fm1zsKk/s320/IMG_0419+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388536923396872962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children enjoyed going to the Apple Orchard at &lt;a href="http://www.gulickorchard.com/"&gt;Gulick's Orchard&lt;/a&gt;. We are supposed to take my SIL with us but since we left so late, I don't think she have enough time to get to our house before the Orchard close for the day. We are looking forward to buy more sugar sweet corn but I guess they are out of season because they don't have any today. Did you see the pull wagon we have? I got the kids pulling it...they look funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked 57lbs. of apples. Come over and I'll give you some. I may even give my neighbor some if my SIL does not take enough with her tomorrow. We picked "yellow delicious", "red delicious", and "empire apples" for apple pies. Anyone want some apples? Come and get them here. It turn out to be a good day for apple picking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://dfoolonthehill.com/?p=3948"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i482.photobucket.com/albums/rr186/wmoth/WmotHsstbfl.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You’re invited to join &lt;strong&gt;Saturday Saved – The Best For Last.&lt;/strong&gt; Please grab this code at &lt;img src="http://i482.photobucket.com/albums/rr186/wmoth/green.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dfoolonthehill.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[ WmotH ]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday Saved-The Best For Last link is meant for Saturday Saved participants only&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday Saved link is only meant for Saturday Saved participants. If you are not joining Saturday Saved with your own Post but register a non-Meme Post here, a dishonest link will be deleted. 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I took this around 8am before the kids started their lessons today. We are supposed to go apple picking tomorrow but there will be more rain tomorrow. 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