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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: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"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226</id><updated>2012-05-25T14:42:02.505-04:00</updated><category term="contest" /><category term="Ron Paul" /><category term="Book Review" /><category term="Marinduque Island" /><category term="Potty Training" /><category term="Healthy lifestyles" /><category term="Award" /><category term="HFCS" /><category term="Pets" /><category term="Wedding Anniversary" /><category term="Holiday" /><category term="Sky Watch Friday" /><category term="Site traffic" /><category term="Climate Change" /><category term="Entertainment" /><category term="Global Warming" /><category term="G-Force" /><category term="Wordless Wednesday" /><category term="Moriones" /><category term="Cyber School" /><category term="Disclosure Policy" /><category term="Politics" /><category term="Government" /><category term="Asian Store" /><category term="Flowers" /><category term="Friendship Award" /><category term="Entrecard" /><category term="Handmade Dining Table with Chairs" /><category term="Life of Ours" /><category term="Games" /><category term="Home School" /><category term="Public Schools" /><category term="Partially/Fully hydrogenated oil" /><category term="Halloween" /><category term="Shopping" /><category term="Photograph" /><category term="hydrogen fuel car" /><category term="Conservative" /><category term="Health" /><category term="Constitution" /><category term="Sewing" /><category term="Hydrogen power" /><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 Creator, 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="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1032</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/InTheLifeOfmne" /><feedburner:info uri="inthelifeofmne" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>InTheLifeOfmne</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-617392179958981061</id><published>2012-04-20T21:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-20T21:54:55.690-04:00</updated><title type="text">ANGIE'S LEG</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks for the guest post by  Jo Levy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I upgraded our television package at &lt;a href="http://www.satellitetvfamily.com/"&gt;http://www.SatelliteTVFamily.com&lt;/a&gt; recently. I’m glad that I did because we got to watch the Oscars last  week on the flat screen in HD quality. Of course, my favorite part of  the Oscars are all of the beautiful gowns and celebrities. My husband  really hates this part, but I look forward to watching the red carpet  every year. This year, Angelina’s legs were quite the scandal. Of course  she looked beautiful, as always, but her signature dress (the mile long  leg cut) wasn’t the focal point this year. She stood all night with her  leg perched outside of the cut on the front of the dress. Now, it has  almost become as big of a joke as Tebowing has. The news stations have  put Angie’s leg on everything from the Statue of Liberty to a picture of  Al Roker. I’m sure that it is going to be a joke for quite a long time.  Angie doesn’t seem to care though, her leg definitely outshined  Jennifer Lopez’s scandalous dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-617392179958981061?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/eT5DTPLmUrU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/617392179958981061/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=617392179958981061&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/617392179958981061" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/617392179958981061" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/eT5DTPLmUrU/angies-leg.html" title="ANGIE'S LEG" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/04/angies-leg.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6405155166281382653</id><published>2012-04-16T12:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-16T12:14:15.458-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Handmade Dining Table with Chairs" /><title type="text">Hand Made</title><content type="html">Handmade table &amp;amp; chairs by my Dad. He hire someone to do the wood curving for him. The pictures are taken at his shop at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rsg7Mgh-S_Y/T4xCkf1AmXI/AAAAAAAADwo/RwTXvJrdi9w/s1600/design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rsg7Mgh-S_Y/T4xCkf1AmXI/AAAAAAAADwo/RwTXvJrdi9w/s320/design.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732029620522359154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes they are for sale. Actually, they are made to order. However, you cannot buy them here in US. It will be very expensive to ship them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1no8nb1MC5o/T4xCkG8SRLI/AAAAAAAADwg/ZDuAgdbHee0/s1600/table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1no8nb1MC5o/T4xCkG8SRLI/AAAAAAAADwg/ZDuAgdbHee0/s320/table.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732029613841990834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of his finish product. I wish I can send him another two way tickets to make one for me here. They are real wood and very heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1h_ny1a-HQ/T4xCk4QmFSI/AAAAAAAADww/O4QL9eYu608/s1600/dining%2Bset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1h_ny1a-HQ/T4xCk4QmFSI/AAAAAAAADww/O4QL9eYu608/s320/dining%2Bset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732029627080512802" 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/7871757633425651226-6405155166281382653?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/yvfU468tM-E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6405155166281382653/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6405155166281382653&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6405155166281382653" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6405155166281382653" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/yvfU468tM-E/hand-made.html" title="Hand Made" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rsg7Mgh-S_Y/T4xCkf1AmXI/AAAAAAAADwo/RwTXvJrdi9w/s72-c/design.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/04/hand-made.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6395830990608431772</id><published>2012-04-04T09:53:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-04T10:20:18.758-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Wordfilled Wednesday</title><content type="html">I was going to title this as "Wordless Wednesday" but I have too much to say about the whole process. Firstly, this is the second session for my two children. This time, the doctor wanted to do a detox to flush whatever bad bacteria they have inside and take pro-biotic after flushing the bad ones, if there are any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-am6L5_259d0/T3xUmEVMgqI/AAAAAAAADvM/eJiZQQxKPjk/s320/IMAG0606.jpg" alt="biomagnetic therapy" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727545839082832546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, all of the pills they needed to take are tablets, capsules and powder. The powder is Vitamin C, and the other two are not. On the first day, I tried it with DS, but he vomit when he can't shallow the tablet as big as my pinky. Today, I tried it with DD, mixed in with apple sauce and I powdered the tablet, nope, she didn't even shallow the damn mixture. I called DH at work telling him my delima but, he doesn't have any suggestion for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQqZGRoM324/T3xUmhbOq6I/AAAAAAAADvY/odDB5jJpfP8/s320/IMAG0608.jpg" alt="biomagnetic therapy" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727545846892768162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think we are not going to do the detox the way this is going. I can't start again next week because they need to attend a testing outside our house. I AM SO STRESSED OUT, I WILL NOT BE SURPRISE IF I DROP WITH HEART ATTACK TODAY...ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6395830990608431772?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/jDYqVn8I8Xk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6395830990608431772/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6395830990608431772&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6395830990608431772" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6395830990608431772" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/jDYqVn8I8Xk/wordfilled-wednesday.html" title="Wordfilled Wednesday" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-am6L5_259d0/T3xUmEVMgqI/AAAAAAAADvM/eJiZQQxKPjk/s72-c/IMAG0606.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/04/wordfilled-wednesday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-1663116775286580917</id><published>2012-03-22T11:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-22T11:58:15.377-04:00</updated><title type="text">Expectations</title><content type="html">I appreciate the guest post, Ignacio Phillips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love my new job! My boss is &lt;a href="http://anamikas.hubpages.com/hub/How-to-be-a-Good-Boss-Manager-Qualities"&gt;fabulous&lt;/a&gt; in that he tells me exactly what he wants me to do and how. At my old company, I never was really even told what to do, it was just expected of me, and then the boss would get pissed if I didn’t read his mind. Not here, though. The boss is so straight forward. He’s all, “I need you to go to &lt;a href="http://www.t1internet.net/"&gt;www.t1internet.net&lt;/a&gt; and get a contact phone number, call them up, and ask when our bill is due. See if you can work out an automatic payment system.” I’m like, THANK YOU. I’m used to “why haven’t you gotten an automatic payment system set up?” Meanwhile, I’ve never even heard a thing about doing that. I am a good employee. I work hard and do what is expected of me, but that is just it; I have to know what is expected of me. To me, this seems like an obvious thing a boss should know regarding having an assistant, but apparently not all do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-1663116775286580917?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/73yyYnvv-y8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/1663116775286580917/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=1663116775286580917&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1663116775286580917" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1663116775286580917" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/73yyYnvv-y8/expectations.html" title="Expectations" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/03/expectations.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6548762330658636634</id><published>2012-03-14T06:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-14T06:28:00.135-04:00</updated><title type="text">Wordless Wednesday</title><content type="html">During a therapy session...what is it?...make a guess...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQoMnqVR_2M/T1_Kysa7tGI/AAAAAAAADts/6MBiBQXNMzA/s320/IMAG0581.jpg" alt="biomagnetic theraphy" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719513024050213986" 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/7871757633425651226-6548762330658636634?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/xS2d6utzWUs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6548762330658636634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6548762330658636634&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6548762330658636634" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6548762330658636634" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/xS2d6utzWUs/wordless-wednesday.html" title="Wordless Wednesday" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQoMnqVR_2M/T1_Kysa7tGI/AAAAAAAADts/6MBiBQXNMzA/s72-c/IMAG0581.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/03/wordless-wednesday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-47602408575227066</id><published>2012-02-22T16:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T17:04:17.104-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">There's Always a First Time</title><content type="html">Don't you agree? Well, I have my very first second hand racist comment this morning. I have been in this country for twenty-one years and I never encounter or heard anyone make a comment on where I came from. Wow, it was a shocker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted about a Rabbi teaching my family about Torah, and he wasn't bother that DH and I came from different race. Unless he does, but since he was starting from nothing (again) in his congregation, he was willing to take anyone who can pay the ten percent of their income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad that a lot of people will do almost everything for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this person is religious. And have his own interpretation of the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lev 19:19  Ye shall keep my statutes. Thou shalt not let thy cattle gender with a diverse kind: thou shalt not sow thy field with mingled seed: neither shall a garment mingled of linen and woollen come upon thee. &lt;/span&gt;I am not religious, I am spiritual and I do not see this rule pertain to human or people. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His interpretation of above; human, seeds, livestock, etc. any living things on this Earth. However, he does not have any problem with....&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lev 19:28  Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I am the LORD.&lt;/span&gt; In my opinion, he nick-pick on things he wants to believe, and not even notice any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he think he is exempted from the CREATOR judgement because he is religious? Does he think its alright to say racist remarks because he is religious? I heard a lot about open minded people but not close minded people. THIS LIFE OF MINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-47602408575227066?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/cXITjfYnPLc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/47602408575227066/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=47602408575227066&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/47602408575227066" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/47602408575227066" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/cXITjfYnPLc/theres-always-first-time.html" title="There's Always a First Time" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/02/theres-always-first-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-7884952484191323406</id><published>2012-02-17T14:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T22:00:26.006-05:00</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">LATSOF/Sky Watch Friday</title><content type="html">What a nice afternoon we are having. Clear sky and no sign of CHEM trail. Life is good...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcKeGEWY560/Tz6t23chDzI/AAAAAAAADs8/Sgig77Du6qQ/s320/HPIM1817.JPG" alt="LATSOF" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710192535660465970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y8deoRUJJpA/Tz6t3VVYe8I/AAAAAAAADtI/c7s22sj7JNQ/s320/HPIM1818.JPG" alt="LATSOF" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710192543683607490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone. Days getting longer and temperature warmer, plus I need to spin some wool tonight, wanted to finish it so that we can return the spinning wheel to DH friend, whom kept on bugging us about it.&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Wool spinning did not work, I need to comb it first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-7884952484191323406?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/Ai461aqG3xs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/7884952484191323406/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=7884952484191323406&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/7884952484191323406" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/7884952484191323406" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/Ai461aqG3xs/latsofsky-watch-friday.html" title="LATSOF/Sky Watch Friday" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcKeGEWY560/Tz6t23chDzI/AAAAAAAADs8/Sgig77Du6qQ/s72-c/HPIM1817.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/02/latsofsky-watch-friday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-9172187368379256165</id><published>2012-02-15T18:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T18:33:13.975-05:00</updated><title type="text">My Son</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style:italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Thanks for the guest post by Bradly Watkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally tore my son away from &lt;a href="http://www.tvbydirect.com/"&gt;Direct tv&lt;/a&gt; to get him to rake the leaves outside. He's not a lazy kid, by any means. He just loves his tv! I love this time of year with the brisk mornings and changing colors but wouldn't mind f the the leaves would just pile themselves up--or the gutters just clear themselves out! LOL. I told my son that he'd be able to get his own TV in his room if he brought home Honor Roll both semesters this year. Good kid! I better start saving up! Anyone have any good suggestions for a good tv?! Thank goodness I already have a great tv package!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-9172187368379256165?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/cuO-d19o88E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/9172187368379256165/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=9172187368379256165&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/9172187368379256165" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/9172187368379256165" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/cuO-d19o88E/my-son.html" title="My Son" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-son.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-1077364490540324781</id><published>2012-02-08T05:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T05:49:00.044-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Spinning Wheel</title><content type="html">DH friend, the one whom he felt portrayed awhile back is letting me borrow a spinning wheel and he even bought some wool to give me. I am thinking that he is buttering DH for what happened last month...lol. Remember I said DH acting like he lost a girlfriend when he found out he lies to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to learn how to spin wool. I don't even know if those wool are already clean. He went to west Pennsylvania to do some business and he stop to a place that sells raw maple syrup. DH said that he also found some wool there, I guess the place is a farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will find out this Friday what the condition of those wool. I already watch a video on how to clean it, but I don't know what to used to strengthen them to get it ready to spin into thread. I have plenty of searching and reading to do ahead of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-1077364490540324781?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/r7Zv2hm7ut4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/1077364490540324781/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=1077364490540324781&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1077364490540324781" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/1077364490540324781" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/r7Zv2hm7ut4/spinning-wheel.html" title="Spinning Wheel" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/02/spinning-wheel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-4490500513346785812</id><published>2012-02-07T17:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T17:47:35.451-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">YDS can Snap</title><content type="html">It started three days ago when DH ran to our classroom snapping his finger/hand. YDS asked how to do it and he has been practicing since then and he is way better than me now. Ok, I know some of your children started doing it when they are two years old, do you see me caring? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now he is walking around the house teaching his older siblings on how to do it. I can't believe that my youngest child can do it. He must feel proud because he knows something that his older siblings can't do. Oh, and he can do it, on both hands. I have to make a video as soon as my camera stop having temper tantrum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-4490500513346785812?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/j40k-9nLFhk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/4490500513346785812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=4490500513346785812&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/4490500513346785812" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/4490500513346785812" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/j40k-9nLFhk/yds-can-snap.html" title="YDS can Snap" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/02/yds-can-snap.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-5169878991709723345</id><published>2012-01-30T16:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T20:08:40.584-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Getting Into a Routine</title><content type="html">Making things for our own use, that is. I have done crochet when I was in grade school, and I finally pick-up some yarn and needle this weekend. It was a long pause doing anything by hand. I also started sewing curtains. I need to get use to making things around the house, just in case. I wish I can find a manual sewing machine. It would be very useful when I can't afford to pay my electric bill. I will not be able to do any fancy decoration but it will definitely do the job of making clothing for the whole family. I was always on the look out for fabric sales. But somehow always missed, plus I am not to kin to buy fabric online. I like to feel and see them in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O8zV346hmcs/TyiKgZP7JgI/AAAAAAAADsw/usIoxnBEb6E/s320/HPIM1816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703961217202857474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above is my very first scarf. And yes, that is my daughter wearing her mom's scarf proudly. I think I will be doing some legs and hands warmer too. I only use alternating single and double stitching with it. I added a single stitch on the side with different color yarn, it help to strengthen the scarf and cover some uneven (I didn't bother counting on how many stitch to put in each row, big mistake lol) area. I am pretty proud, because it looks good enough to wear around. And yes, I use the whole ball of yarn for this one and started crocheting on Friday on my spare time. I think if I had all day, I could have finish it in a day. Bear in mind, I'm only a beginner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to my local store to get more yarn and fabric soon. I need to practice making clothes from now on. I think it would be easy making clothes for my daughter and I. However I have a feeling making pants will be a challenge, I never done pants with pockets before. Like they say, "practice makes perfect."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-5169878991709723345?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/4jlRdZfYt9w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/5169878991709723345/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=5169878991709723345&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5169878991709723345" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5169878991709723345" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/4jlRdZfYt9w/getting-into-routine.html" title="Getting Into a Routine" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O8zV346hmcs/TyiKgZP7JgI/AAAAAAAADsw/usIoxnBEb6E/s72-c/HPIM1816.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-into-routine.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6657650498679553232</id><published>2012-01-24T12:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:06:09.951-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">People are Imbecile</title><content type="html">Yes, pardon my french (not) but they do. Everyone knew Craigslist is a free column. They use to have FREE section including pets. The same website we always to give our kittens away. I know a lot of people loves kittens and we don't want to spend money to give away FREE kittens. And NO, we don't spent anything for their medical either. They are FREE, if the adoptee (what ever they are called) wanted medical stuff done with those kittens it's up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days you need to place a free ad under your community (which I did), and since I am giving away FREE kittens I posted it under pet and in capital letters FREE. After 20 minutes of my ad running, someone flagged it. I got the email, but the best thing free ad, they don't tell you why it was flagged. I went to the forum and asked. Well, they told me that I did not include the following: vaccination and ages. Mind you the phone number is clearly written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on top of all, after 5 minutes of seeing the ad, I got a call and they wanted two of the three I posted. So, people are too lazy to call or email to ask questions, but very productive on flagging ad that does not suit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same exact problem with government. Oh, do you remember about the story of the rock in the middle of the road? No one ever step up to remove it, but each one blame others for having it in the middle of the road. If it does not bother you, leave it alone. When it does, well, heck...do something about it yourself. Do not blame anyone. Asked questions, do not ask someone to asked questions for you. RED TAPE, i hate RED TAPE. Things you wanted is already on your reach, but since it's not your job, you will never left a nail to get it. geezzz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6657650498679553232?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/QiAXNdow1sM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6657650498679553232/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6657650498679553232&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6657650498679553232" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6657650498679553232" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/QiAXNdow1sM/people-are-imbecile.html" title="People are Imbecile" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/01/people-are-imbecile.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3971086084171560475</id><published>2012-01-11T06:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:25:00.410-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Wordless Wednesday</title><content type="html">More kittens, they were born on December 3rd. They haven't really eat much yet. Maybe next week they will start. Then I can list them at Craigslist after five days of eating dry food well. Yes, they are free. All you have to do is pick them up. I even give some starter kitten dry food to take home with you. And they are already litter train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwIo-mAHvbA/TwomkK35asI/AAAAAAAADsM/qjrEK6Etg5E/s1600/HPIM1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwIo-mAHvbA/TwomkK35asI/AAAAAAAADsM/qjrEK6Etg5E/s200/HPIM1761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695407081599363778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How many kittens can you see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-3971086084171560475?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/DU6-Vna3XfE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/3971086084171560475/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=3971086084171560475&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3971086084171560475" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3971086084171560475" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/DU6-Vna3XfE/wordless-wednesday.html" title="Wordless Wednesday" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwIo-mAHvbA/TwomkK35asI/AAAAAAAADsM/qjrEK6Etg5E/s72-c/HPIM1761.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordless-wednesday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-872835487548345725</id><published>2012-01-08T18:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:21:41.947-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sewing" /><title type="text">I Made a Shade</title><content type="html">As part of DD December present I made a window shade for her bedroom. I did this on our vacation. We also painted her bedroom for the very first time. We did not paint it when we moved to this house eight years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0QfJFr2ib4/TwohZHcIcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/2wPgvWSL9vQ/s1600/Shade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0QfJFr2ib4/TwohZHcIcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/2wPgvWSL9vQ/s200/Shade.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695401394140901618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned on making a light green curtain, but Walmart cut the fabric wrong and I got charge for 3 1/2 yards and I only gotten 2 1/2 yard. Yes, I went back the same day and told my story. They turn around and telling me that I cut 1 yard off it and trying to return with missing piece. For $1.29 a yard, I felt robbed and felt like a low life, lower than red light district women. I HATE WALMART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did a looped heading and scallop-edge bottom. Now her bedroom is light pink with light purple trimming. The light green curtain would be much nicer but for the feeling that Walmart given, no way. I almost shoved that piece of fabric to the lady at the costumer service. However, I will not lower myself. A great lesson for DD too, because she was with me when I bought it. She saw that I didn't cut any part of it, and the service I get for it. I hope she know to check everything before leaving the store when buying something like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-872835487548345725?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/hc5Gc8Yax9M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/872835487548345725/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=872835487548345725&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/872835487548345725" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/872835487548345725" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/hc5Gc8Yax9M/i-made-shade.html" title="I Made a Shade" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0QfJFr2ib4/TwohZHcIcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/2wPgvWSL9vQ/s72-c/Shade.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-made-shade.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-376877802835144461</id><published>2011-12-20T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T11:40:58.552-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Something in the Weather (maybe)</title><content type="html">Wow, I am such a biotch today, you will not believe. I was fine this morning and as soon as the children started doing their school work, i just lost it. Questions after questions without understanding it got me irritated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, might have something to do with menopause, because the other reasons about woman was not it. I think I needed a break, again. Good thing we only have until Thursday to do lessons, then we are off for a week. I can't wait to just lounge around the house and do nothing but cook and clean the house. And naps, plenty of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-376877802835144461?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/t8WcNqIERT0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/376877802835144461/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=376877802835144461&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/376877802835144461" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/376877802835144461" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/t8WcNqIERT0/something-in-weather-maybe.html" title="Something in the Weather (maybe)" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-in-weather-maybe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3313989353174399544</id><published>2011-12-19T08:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:16:10.067-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">He's Feeling Better</title><content type="html">All day Saturday he was very depress about his one friend attitude. I am happy he (DH) is feeling much happier now. They are still friend but he said he will not depend on him anymore. He felt like he lose a girlfriend...he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He value each people too much, in my opinion that is why he gets hurt when something happens. I never had any best friend so I can't relate to what he is feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-3313989353174399544?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/0t9GXaT1gdc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/3313989353174399544/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=3313989353174399544&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3313989353174399544" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3313989353174399544" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/0t9GXaT1gdc/hes-feeling-better.html" title="He's Feeling Better" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><category term="DH" scheme="http://rss.financialcontent.com/stocksymbol" /><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/hes-feeling-better.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-875099088888228540</id><published>2011-12-17T07:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:24:31.328-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Poor DH</title><content type="html">DH one friend that he always questioned about where his fate finally given DH an answer without coming out and saying a word. It was always a question of, how he is too fast to understand everything and gets what DH was saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very bad for him. He thought that he finally found someone close to us to watch his back, but he is very wrong. He was being used and he came to me this morning and finally given up on him. An individual can only have too much, and he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can do more for him, but there is nothing I can do but give him a hug and sympathy. He tried his best, and he got kick (always) in the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-875099088888228540?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/y8d8_7SYpqg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/875099088888228540/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=875099088888228540&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/875099088888228540" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/875099088888228540" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/y8d8_7SYpqg/poor-dh.html" title="Poor DH" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/poor-dh.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6932250087146762471</id><published>2011-12-16T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T13:01:27.037-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">We Talk it Over</title><content type="html">I spoke to DH about the christmas lies and he basically told me that the BIBLE did not told us how to breath. Yes, we are going to get (still) a dead tree and put it inside the house, and no we do not considered the tree as symbol of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To clear things up, we are not christians and religious. We follow the SPIRITUAL side of all BIBLE. I call our Creator different names, because I don't really know which is correct. I hate using GOD, because backwards that spells dog, and I hate people who act like dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the TEN REGULATIONS. Most people call it commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know what is behind the mistletoe? A long time ago, it was a symbol of invitation to sex. They said, people hang them outside their door to invite whoever for orgy (it was that orgy turned into christmas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video below. You will be very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y_JXi4rTe1E" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6932250087146762471?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/nuIOLYXQV4E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6932250087146762471/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6932250087146762471&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6932250087146762471" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6932250087146762471" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/nuIOLYXQV4E/we-talk-it-over.html" title="We Talk it Over" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/Y_JXi4rTe1E/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-talk-it-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3895432994567109087</id><published>2011-12-15T11:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:39:43.463-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">More Research in My Part</title><content type="html">Remember yesterday when I tried adding the twelve days of christmas. Well, I found out that there is nothing (really) to celebrate about on December 25th. The BIBLE or TORAH specifically said so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get into writing "you and yours," or "Xmas," and trying to be politically correct, and mostly following the trend. Last year I even commented on others who writes "Xmas," asking where is "Christ." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what, go and write it the the way you like because Jesus Christ wasn't even born on that day. And he didn't even mention to celebrate his birth. He only asked to celebrate his death and his resurrection. Yes, this is a lot to swallow in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known about christmas being a pagan holiday. It's kinda hard to get rid a habit when it's been done for so long. The closest I been to celebrating according to the word of our SAVIOR was when I was little and still living with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not have christmas tree. We do not buy gifts and give it on christmas and call it christmas presents. However, my parents told me that we are celebrating the birth of Jesus. Nothing in the BIBLE telling what day he was born and to celebrate it. Nor to celebrate anyone else birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel bad at all having the feeling of laziness this time of year. I don't feel like decorating or cutting a tree and bringing it inside the house to decorate. Even the way DH family was doing it does not make sense anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-3895432994567109087?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/I9bH3924rdQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/3895432994567109087/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=3895432994567109087&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3895432994567109087" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3895432994567109087" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/I9bH3924rdQ/more-research-in-my-part.html" title="More Research in My Part" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-research-in-my-part.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-5228588634372393722</id><published>2011-12-14T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T14:44:34.229-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">DUH!</title><content type="html">Ok, trying to somewhat revive this blog by adding the twelve days of Christmas everyday. Well, I went on researching about it, and found that it should start on December 25, until January 6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for now, I need to think of other gig until then. But hey, I posted something for two days now...ha ha ha. I complained about google yesterday and now making fun of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-5228588634372393722?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/PejsuABsNSA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/5228588634372393722/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=5228588634372393722&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5228588634372393722" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5228588634372393722" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/PejsuABsNSA/duh.html" title="DUH!" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/duh.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6690120521877351100</id><published>2011-12-13T20:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T20:39:37.968-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">Oh my Goodness</title><content type="html">Trying to make post today and adding picture that is very tiny takes forever in blogger. What is the matter with google (and no I am not changing it to capital letter because the word google had red underline) these days? It usually zip through uploading any images before google bought blogger. I am very unhappy with this change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are listening google, I hate you and the likes of you. Corporations are the reason why small business in this country are disappearing. NO, it's not a good thing, it might be for you but not for me. Jerks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6690120521877351100?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/j8mAVN8_QqA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6690120521877351100/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6690120521877351100&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6690120521877351100" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6690120521877351100" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/j8mAVN8_QqA/oh-my-goodness.html" title="Oh my Goodness" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-my-goodness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-8392578856340541782</id><published>2011-12-07T14:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:51:52.800-05:00</updated><title type="text">They are Comfortable</title><content type="html">Yes, &lt;a href="http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/categories/Scrubs/Scrubs-for-Women/"&gt;nursing scrubs uniforms&lt;/a&gt; are comfortable. Did you try wearing one, even as a costume on Halloween? I'll be wearing it all the time when I can't afford to buy clothing in the store anymore with this inflation we are having. Of course, I will be making my own from fabrics I am saving for rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, nothing like it will ever happen, but this country is bankrupt in my opinion. Too many I owe you's and not enough gold and silver to back it up. However, while still affordable and the paper money is still flowing, you might as well stock-up on things you will need. Shop around and find the best deal to save your hard earn money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget &lt;a href="http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/categories/Scrubs/"&gt;http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/categories/Scrubs/&lt;/a&gt; to your list on finding best deals on uniforms. Have you felt the fabric they use on their uniforms? I would like to get my hand on rolls of those (whatever you call the fabrics that are still rolled-up), I like the plain and simple fabric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-8392578856340541782?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/ccfcnVNzG5g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/8392578856340541782/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=8392578856340541782&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/8392578856340541782" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/8392578856340541782" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/ccfcnVNzG5g/they-are-comfortable.html" title="They are Comfortable" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/they-are-comfortable.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-5678460472452512099</id><published>2011-12-07T14:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:29:38.840-05:00</updated><title type="text">Due Again</title><content type="html">I am talking about getting our floor carpeting clean again. I think we cleaned it three years ago, and when you have very active children, it's bound to get dirty repeatedly. We only rented a do-it-yourself wet vacuum from our local grocery store because we cannot afford a professional carpet cleaner like &lt;a href="http://www.thesteamteam.com/"&gt;http://www.thesteamteam.com/&lt;/a&gt;. It would be nice to sit and watch other work, however that is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in an old house have its good and bad points. And I will talk about the toilets they put in our house. May I remind you that we use water from a well. The tank flasher should be replace every five years or so to get have it working properly and not let the stopper hung for hours and water running the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have carpeting all over the house, there is a chance that you will be needing services for &lt;a href="http://www.thesteamteam.com/austin-restoration-services/water-extraction.shtml"&gt;water damaged austin&lt;/a&gt;. I was lucky because I don't stay out for very long, and only the bathroom floor had water. I cannot imagine having a water damage in my house. The work of cleaning it up will take a long time. Plus, I got so much useable junk that will get wet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-5678460472452512099?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/RCF2DIsPsw4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/5678460472452512099/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=5678460472452512099&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5678460472452512099" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/5678460472452512099" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/RCF2DIsPsw4/due-again.html" title="Due Again" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/12/due-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-6232977287070283773</id><published>2011-11-21T13:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:02:22.504-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life of Ours" /><title type="text">It's Funny</title><content type="html">Any reason why I am getting paid post from a certain company, there is only one reason...the blog got PR. It still surprise me sometimes. I am not complaining, I simply saying all I have to do is check the paid post sites. If I have offers, it sure is PR. If nothing, then google did not give me anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra cash is sure worth it, especially that I don't have to give Uncle Sam a half of it. Why, you asked? Because I don't make enough these days for him to take any part of. It pays to be poor than being in the middle...well, you all know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week, be thankful on what you got. I'm sure am thankful because I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; breathing, my family is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; together and we can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; afford to buy food. That is worth giving thanks about. How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-6232977287070283773?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/4OgoVaYoWzY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/6232977287070283773/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=6232977287070283773&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6232977287070283773" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/6232977287070283773" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/4OgoVaYoWzY/its-funny.html" title="It's Funny" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871757633425651226.post-3842982953492976018</id><published>2011-11-21T13:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T13:40:23.724-05:00</updated><title type="text">Bringing more visual interest to our family Thanksgiving</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style:italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Guest post written by Stephanie Wallace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that Thanksgiving might be one of my favorite holidays of the year. I'm just so into cooking and eating that I love a holiday that has turned into something that means enjoying food and being with family before anything else. Anyone in my family will be able to tell you that I'm all about cooking and the holiday in general. So I was really excited when it worked out to where everyone could come to our house for our big family meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my love for this special holiday, I wanted to decorate our house to make it look really nice. While I was online getting some decor inspiration, I ran across the site &lt;a href="http://www.cleartvbundle.com/"&gt;http://www.cleartvbundle.com&lt;/a&gt; and after I looked through it more, I decided to change over our home internet and TV to one of the packages on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a few cheap tablecloths for the table in rich fall colors and spray painted a few candlesticks gold to put on the table. Just some small touches make it that much more special!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871757633425651226-3842982953492976018?l=recheers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~4/_cZQPPhuUwU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://recheers.blogspot.com/feeds/3842982953492976018/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871757633425651226&amp;postID=3842982953492976018&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3842982953492976018" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871757633425651226/posts/default/3842982953492976018" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InTheLifeOfmne/~3/_cZQPPhuUwU/bringing-more-visual-interest-to-our.html" title="Bringing more visual interest to our family Thanksgiving" /><author><name>Nedekcir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06825731342323188657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Daw6qT2WWxk/SjenNfR_HUI/AAAAAAAACCE/mlQ4w1OYUxs/s1600-R/recheers.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://recheers.blogspot.com/2011/11/bringing-more-visual-interest-to-our.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

