<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2024 08:05:04 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Halloween</category><category>Kids</category><title>Robin&#39;s Random Ramblings</title><description>&quot;I&#39;d rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not&quot;</description><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>386</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1030171227687351335</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2014 01:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-03-11T21:13:04.387-04:00</atom:updated><title>One of Those Days...</title><atom:summary type="text">First of all...I LOVE my kids. I love them with all my heart and with everything I am.

That being said, when they make me angry...they REALLY make me angry. I&#39;m not always so quick-tempered. I guess I just get overwhelmed sometimes...and today was one of those days.

First I got an email from one of my son&#39;s teachers about his grades in one of his classes. Not really a surprise, because it&#39;s </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2014/03/one-of-those-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1492454050905794441</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Nov 2013 03:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-20T22:41:54.977-05:00</atom:updated><title>Say What???</title><atom:summary type="text">So the hubby is going through a Medical Evaluation Board (MEB). He had a stimulator implanted in his spine when we were stationed at Fort Knox, a little over three years ago now. It seems he should have had to go through an MEB then, but somehow that ball got dropped at every post we&#39;ve been at over that time period. Wonderful system we have here.

As part of the MEB process, he&#39;s having to see </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/say-what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-4268414925884395645</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2013 23:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-18T18:18:16.564-05:00</atom:updated><title>Changes</title><atom:summary type="text">I swear sometimes I think change defines my life. Whether it&#39;s family changes, change of scenery (moving or travel of some sort), job changes, etc. Some changes are exactly what one or more members of the family needs, some are good for me, and some are...meh. 

There may be more changes coming. NO we&#39;re NOT moving...THANK GOODNESS!! I&#39;ve had enough of that particular change to last me for a long</atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/changes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-5507822961106473890</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2013 02:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-17T21:44:54.091-05:00</atom:updated><title>Ahhhhhhhh</title><atom:summary type="text">So we find out this weekend that apparently a set of our neighbors is leaving. To say there&#39;s no love lost between them and us would be a major understatement. The hubby told me he saw two moving vans there Friday, then we found out that they rehomed one of their dogs to somebody else in the neighborhood.

Just to give a couple of examples of why there&#39;s no love lost...my husband started one of </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/ahhhhhhhh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-4215174141398443749</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Nov 2013 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-14T22:51:16.820-05:00</atom:updated><title>Frustration</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m frustrated. I&#39;m almost always frustrated. I love my husband with all my heart and do my best to stay patient, but am frustrated.&amp;nbsp;This may sound incredibly selfish, but there is so much that I miss from our early life together. We used to do so much together. Danced, golfed, rode horses, and a number of other things. But thanks to his years in the Army and crap that goes along with that, </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/frustration.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-4584494555584560243</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Nov 2013 02:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-12T21:09:33.063-05:00</atom:updated><title>Packrat</title><atom:summary type="text">So I&#39;ve always teased my husband about being a packrat. If there&#39;s even a remote possibility he can use something he has in his possession, he refuses to throw it away. Even if he hasn&#39;t even laid eyes on it in 20 years. Does it irritate me? Yep!

But I think I&#39;ve come to realize that I&#39;m a bit of a packrat myself. But I save different kinds of things. My things are more sentimental. Or sometimes</atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/packrat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1939575345494873325</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Nov 2013 03:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-11T22:32:49.204-05:00</atom:updated><title>Veterans Day</title><atom:summary type="text">

This photo says it all so well. And a cashier in the local Bass Pro Shop made a good point when we were in there this evening. Although our nation has one day set aside to thank and honor our veterans, they sure don&#39;t set aside one day out of the year to do what they do to protect our freedom and way of life. No...it&#39;s a way of life for them. So while I definitely hope you took a minute out of </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/veterans-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRhy_36qDdWEHttZtTW3cIGKWweBO6tzoS7rmtLnk6-M475eNCoz9TZMFAWS5zbC-icpzJfaXoOIwHnSn-14yZlsU8Wotvw4xASFqzkaxeRyaVekHPAKG70lwAnx0UARtgZS_iVg/s72-c/veterans.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-5607990029446506289</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Nov 2013 02:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-10T21:34:31.729-05:00</atom:updated><title>Profile Change</title><atom:summary type="text">So since it&#39;s been so long since I blogged, all my sidebar pictures and information are really old. I&#39;ll eventually get around to updating my pictures...maybe. I did at least update my profile narrative. Every time I scroll down and look at it and read the first sentence...&quot;I am a 40 year-old...&quot; Wait...what?? 40 year-old? How the HELL did that happen?!? I sure don&#39;t FEEL like I&#39;m 40. 

I </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/profile-change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1361430071202340018</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Nov 2013 01:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-10T20:38:57.329-05:00</atom:updated><title>Long Time...</title><atom:summary type="text">Wow...It&#39;s been a LONG time since I blogged. Judging by the date of my last entry, almost three years. I got involved in so many different things...internet forums based on different interests I had, MySpace, then&amp;nbsp; FaceBook, and other things that grabbed my interest and took me away from blogging. But I came to realized tonight that sometimes I REALLY miss blogging. It&#39;s a format that allows</atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2013/11/long-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-214504847142759977</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2010 13:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-13T09:00:29.847-05:00</atom:updated><title>Moving Week!</title><atom:summary type="text">The day I&#39;ve been waiting for has finally arrived! Moving week is here! The movers should be here some time this morning to start packing our home. I haven&#39;t heard from them yet this morning, and we have snow on the ground...I hope that doesn&#39;t put us too far behind. Our schedule is really tight as it is. Movers are scheduled today through Wednesday, I have an appointment to have the carpets in </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/moving-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-5174736892940895095</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 02:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-08T21:21:27.389-05:00</atom:updated><title>Love the Army</title><atom:summary type="text">We&#39;ve been really busy the last couple weeks trying to make sure we are ready for our upcoming move to Fort Benning. My last day of work at the hospital here is Friday. The movers come to pack our house up Monday through Wednesday of next week. I had our housing appointment scheduled at Benning, with a move in planned for the same day, which was Monday the 20th. The plan was to leave here on the </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-army.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1194690501223316152</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Nov 2010 00:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-14T19:34:25.058-05:00</atom:updated><title>Goofy Kids</title><atom:summary type="text">My kids drive me absolutely nuts, but in the next minute they will have me cracking up.The boy has been driving me nuts all evening. I took them to family day at Bullion Bingo here on post. I enjoy going to bingo about once a week, and I always figure it&#39;s something fun I can do with them. They do family day once a month. Every time I&#39;ve taken both kids with me, I&#39;ve had to spend the majority of </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/goofy-kids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-7916503001502250043</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Nov 2010 05:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-14T19:58:02.434-05:00</atom:updated><title>Fingernails on a Chalkboard</title><atom:summary type="text">That&#39;s what I&#39;ve been hearing here tonight. I swear the hubby is trying to drive me nuts. He&#39;s working on one of his guitars and is scraping and shaping, and whatever else. Some of the scraping he&#39;s doing is making a noise that makes me cringe as badly as hearing somebody drag their fingernails across a chalkboard. UGH!</atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/fingernails-on-chalboard.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1643613106464674798</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2010 02:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-03T22:36:28.047-04:00</atom:updated><title>Work</title><atom:summary type="text">So...I share an office with three other women. I have to say, I&#39;m incredibly fortunate. The ladies I work with are wonderful, and incredibly smart. How often is it you get that much estrogen in one room without some sort of drama from time to time? I&#39;ll tell ya...not very!Well, the office we are in used to be a hallway. They converted it to an office to add work space to increase the coding staff</atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-2929241515382068916</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 04:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-03T00:18:11.642-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Hubby&#39;s Latest Hobby</title><atom:summary type="text">Since we moved to Kentucky, and are on post in a much smaller space with different rules, we no longer have our garage or the space to work on our motorcycles. When we were in NC, P&#39;s passion was motorcycles...either working on the ones he has or working on an old Ironhead he&#39;s rebuilding. But since we moved here, he had to put that project in storage. But not one to sit idle, he has taken up a </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/hubbys-latest-hobby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7sk9xUO_ZGN7OmfUScGtRmmo-mofYUfJoKJw4jFn9YSu8fYMJr8FDkm0uWoxkBbcNMUClaUQdW67ZCPya12NrNSaW3FQeWsX84i8abFztDKJLcM1M8LbaPgYbnxxHcDYwTR7OmQ/s72-c/IMG_0218.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-2394294350912827696</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-31T21:52:32.718-04:00</atom:updated><title>Halloween 2010</title><atom:summary type="text">I was minus one kiddo for Halloween this year. The boy was invited to a  sleepover and birthday party for a boy that goes to their school. He  went over yesterday and spent the night and stayed all of today. They  ended up inviting him to go trick-or-treating with them, and he had a  great time.My girl was home. She and Daddy carved her pumpkin  late this morning. 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Well, you know, time goes along with that. I was still in NC when my husband accepted our house on post here at Knox. I know he was kind of thinking that we wouldn&#39;t really be here all that long, so the loss of space for a temporary situation </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-to-be-snob-or-anything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-4884569064328612401</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Oct 2010 00:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-29T20:33:53.346-04:00</atom:updated><title>FRUSTRATED</title><atom:summary type="text">I don&#39;t seem to be having a whole lot of luck with laptops these days. The monitor on the one the hubby got me for Christmas a couple of years ago is kaput. I was able to manipulate it for a while and get it to still work. No can do anymore. So I started using the baby girl&#39;s computer. Well now the mouse touchpad on it has stopped working properly, and even every external mouse I hooked up to it </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/frustrated.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-3784391656818054267</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-25T21:35:24.615-04:00</atom:updated><title>Ugh</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m so fed up with being sick, it&#39;s not even CLOSE to being funny. I&#39;m feeling a good bit better, but have congestion and a cough still lingering, and it&#39;s enough to drive me insane.As you can see on the right side, I got my logo added to my blog, and made it a clickable link to my website. Fortunately, I have a good friend who&#39;s a geek by trade, and he helped me figure out how to do it a couple </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/ugh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-3514207423609631340</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 03:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-23T23:42:42.947-04:00</atom:updated><title>Busy, Busy Fall!</title><atom:summary type="text">It seems that I always manage to stay busy, no matter what. Even as some aspects of my life seem to wind down, others pick up to fill the void.We&#39;ve had an incredibly busy fall. J decided he wanted to play football, and A wanted to be a cheerleader. Cheerleading was easy...no worries about A not getting to participate. Football, on the other hand, was a different story. We remained frustrated </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/busy-busy-fall.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1913857983134240146</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2010 03:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-11T23:28:58.660-04:00</atom:updated><title>Transition...</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m starting to think maybe it&#39;s time for me to start blogging again. Other things that have been taking up my time online, as far as writing is concerned, are becoming less and less time-consuming as the days go by.But it&#39;s too late tonight for me to write much. More to follow soon.</atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/09/transition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-5446997883994860327</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-25T20:21:11.758-04:00</atom:updated><title>Moving Again</title><atom:summary type="text">Wow...it&#39;s been over a year since I blogged last. Dare I try to get back into the blogging groove? It was something I really enjoyed for a while...I just have moved on to doing different things. I got to thinking, though, considering the fact that I started this blog when we were in the middle of our move from Germany, it seems somewhat appropriate I would revisit it now, since we&#39;re in the </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-832424604875585246</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 01:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-15T22:13:30.756-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">I never did post after our weekend with company. Had some folks come in, we rode and had lunch, and just hung out here for most of the weekend. Great weekend with great friends!</atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-never-did-post-after-our-weekend-with.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBvF54zDhyphenhyphenx5XqhHjP32pKhWiXjpkAVCOnCsr_9b9nz09t-rNW0uzY8GN8fyRDtw7FP0fSCgIJXri4VCkM9ok_wayXCZyS8kxE9DQZVIPi_w5L54WOj8X755xEb_puyQx7IEDsVA/s72-c/IMG_2754.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-1048208628911797569</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T22:03:43.181-04:00</atom:updated><title>Letting Go</title><atom:summary type="text">Giving up control feels really good sometimes, and though I hate to admit my kids are growing up, I have to realize they&#39;re not babies anymore.I have company coming in this weekend, and with being busy this week and being sick earlier in the week, I had a lot to get done. And it needed to get done TONIGHT. I picked up the kids, took them to get haircuts, then went to the grocery store. We got </atom:summary><link>http://robins-random-ramblings.blogspot.com/2009/04/letting-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robin)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27825796.post-3541426816429274190</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T18:53:03.099-04:00</atom:updated><title>What a Pain!</title><atom:summary type="text">The hubby decided that he wanted to change the paint on his Electraglide yet AGAIN. So he has spent the better part of the last couple of weeks getting the bike ready to paint and actually painting. He was mostly finished this weekend and started getting it ready to put back together. 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