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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYFRn07cCp7ImA9WhZQFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:08:37.308-04:00</updated><title>Terasas Everday Life</title><subtitle type="html">My everyday life, experiences, hopes, dreams, and opinions.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</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/TerasasEverdayLife" /><feedburner:info uri="terasaseverdaylife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQESX84cSp7ImA9WxRQFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-5002965055889143775</id><published>2008-10-08T16:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:38:28.139-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-08T16:38:28.139-04:00</app:edited><title>Weight Loss Surgery Option</title><content type="html">I have heard a lot about lap band surgery. &lt;a href="http://www.journeylite.com/Default/Seminars/index.php?l=2"&gt;Lapband tampa&lt;/a&gt; is something that will get you started. They will direct you to an experienced surgeon, go over your insurance, and follow-up with you after the surgery. I would suggest doing a lot of research if it's a consideration and there are places that will guide you step by step through the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/4xglsx" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-5002965055889143775?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5002965055889143775/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=5002965055889143775" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5002965055889143775?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5002965055889143775?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/y5idPJwo67s/weight-loss-surgery-option.html" title="Weight Loss Surgery Option" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/weight-loss-surgery-option.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4GRH87eip7ImA9WxRQFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-2766105396427488711</id><published>2008-09-30T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:32:05.102-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-08T16:32:05.102-04:00</app:edited><title>Halloween</title><content type="html">Do you believe Halloween is coming up already?  Another month and it will be here.  It's just hard to believe this year has flown by so fast.  I guess that's how life is but wow....could it slow down a little???  I know, it sounds a little crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-2766105396427488711?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2766105396427488711/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=2766105396427488711" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/2766105396427488711?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/2766105396427488711?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/LoKb5SqU1OA/halloween.html" title="Halloween" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/halloween.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8EQn8_fyp7ImA9WxRQFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-69990986365150558</id><published>2008-09-23T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:30:03.147-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-08T16:30:03.147-04:00</app:edited><title>Telephone calls</title><content type="html">Don't you hate the telephone ringing?  It seems like it only rings when we sit down to eat dinner.  It never fails!  Every day I think the phone rings at least once during dinner time.  Usually, it's right after we sit down to eat.  Sometimes I wish I could disconnect it!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-69990986365150558?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/69990986365150558/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=69990986365150558" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/69990986365150558?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/69990986365150558?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/Ao9cTv11Gyg/telephone-calls.html" title="Telephone calls" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/telephone-calls.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEMSH0_fCp7ImA9WxRQFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-5447794214758139685</id><published>2008-09-17T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:44:49.344-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-08T16:44:49.344-04:00</app:edited><title>School Fundraiser</title><content type="html">The school's fundraisers are so... expensive!  It's crazy to ask people to spend that much money but these days I guess it doesn't matter.  The price of everything is going up so high that it doesn't matter where you get anything.  This year the fundraiser is all frozen foods.  I guess I liked it better when it was Christmas stuff.  At least I could use it for presents or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-5447794214758139685?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5447794214758139685/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=5447794214758139685" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5447794214758139685?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5447794214758139685?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/WVEWjXetWqs/school-fundraiser.html" title="School Fundraiser" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-fundraiser.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEDQHw8fyp7ImA9WxRQFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-1566984508379213841</id><published>2008-09-13T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:27:51.277-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-08T16:27:51.277-04:00</app:edited><title>Baby Items</title><content type="html">My husband has a HUGE family and I love them to death!  I have asked them not to buy anything at least until my second trimester.  That makes sense doesn't it?  I guess maybe I am paranoid but I worry too much.  Call me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-1566984508379213841?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1566984508379213841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=1566984508379213841" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1566984508379213841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1566984508379213841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/E4CFkuQhVi0/baby-items.html" title="Baby Items" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-items.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIDRng5eip7ImA9WxRQFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-8713339931503613276</id><published>2008-09-05T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:26:17.622-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-08T16:26:17.622-04:00</app:edited><title>DirecTv</title><content type="html">I have to tell you that Directv is the worst television service company ever!!!  They set up these contracts and charge crazy money!!  How can they charge that much money???  When I signed up, I did it through Verizon as a package.  Verizon neglected to tell me a lot of stuff......like about the contract, etc.  Anyway......now they think they can charge us crazy money.  It's ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-8713339931503613276?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8713339931503613276/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=8713339931503613276" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/8713339931503613276?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/8713339931503613276?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/nalcBY6FwfY/directv.html" title="DirecTv" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/directv.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMFQH84eyp7ImA9WxRQFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-3884128247772224805</id><published>2008-08-30T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:23:31.133-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-08T16:23:31.133-04:00</app:edited><title>House remodeling</title><content type="html">I can't stand the clutter of remodeling the house!  It drives me nuts.  It seems like I'm constantly tripping over everything.  I won't know what to do when it's all out of the house, lol.  I just wish there was a magic fairy that would hold on to everything until it was time to use it (out of the house of course).  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-3884128247772224805?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3884128247772224805/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=3884128247772224805" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/3884128247772224805?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/3884128247772224805?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/z-taoVGhqqM/house-remodeling.html" title="House remodeling" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/house-remodeling.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYHRHY8eyp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-5686409378010655473</id><published>2008-08-20T21:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:45:35.873-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T21:45:35.873-04:00</app:edited><title>Pregnancy</title><content type="html">I am just worn out!!!  I have been so worn out since I found out I am pregnant.  I know I wasn't this tired when I was pregnant the first time.  Of course, as my co-worker so nicely pointed out, I am not as young as I was then!  Everything that's going on is definitely a lot different.  It'll all be worth it in the end though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-5686409378010655473?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5686409378010655473/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=5686409378010655473" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5686409378010655473?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5686409378010655473?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/LU6CEt2EYK4/pregnancy.html" title="Pregnancy" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/pregnancy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDR386fip7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-1151398341850970911</id><published>2008-08-17T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:47:56.116-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T21:47:56.116-04:00</app:edited><title>So sick of going to work!</title><content type="html">I am so sick of going to work!!! I know everyone in the world is. I can't sit at home constantly and do nothing either. I end up losing my energy!!! I like what I do at work, which helps a lot but everyone is ready to be done with work I think. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-1151398341850970911?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1151398341850970911/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=1151398341850970911" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1151398341850970911?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1151398341850970911?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/12eYrcoxWB4/so-sick-of-going-to-work.html" title="So sick of going to work!" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-sick-of-going-to-work.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4ESXo8fSp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-190375347443610535</id><published>2008-08-16T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:58:28.475-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T21:58:28.475-04:00</app:edited><title>Allergies while Pregnant</title><content type="html">My allergies have just been awful since I have found out I'm pregnant.  I was getting allergy shots but the doctor said I should stop.  I do have to say though.....I have a saline rinse kit (Ayr) and it is awesome!  I absolutely hate using it but it works.  I procrastinated on using it but now I am finally using it and it's been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-190375347443610535?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/190375347443610535/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=190375347443610535" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/190375347443610535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/190375347443610535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/WM6XPoLzAK0/allergies-while-pregnant.html" title="Allergies while Pregnant" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/allergies-while-pregnant.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIERHs9eCp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-4162953743970527402</id><published>2008-08-15T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:08:25.560-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T22:08:25.560-04:00</app:edited><title>Birthday Party</title><content type="html">I went to my nephews first birthday party.  It was a very long party, lol.  I think it was a bit much for a kids party and he was half asleep.  It makes me happy to see him open all of his gifts though.  My child's first birthday party was a small get together and she was sick!!!  Anyway...I think some parents overdue it a bit but you only turn 1 once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-4162953743970527402?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4162953743970527402/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=4162953743970527402" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/4162953743970527402?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/4162953743970527402?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/XuxlL7E0ybQ/birthday-party.html" title="Birthday Party" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-party.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGSXc_fSp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-8229027363150903052</id><published>2008-08-13T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:50:28.945-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T21:50:28.945-04:00</app:edited><title>Summer is almost over</title><content type="html">Summer is almost over and I have to take my daughter school shopping still. I just can't believe it's almost over already. School clothes are just so expensive. Every year the prices just keep going up. Why on earth should kids jeans cost as much as mine when it's a quarter of the material??? It drives me crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-8229027363150903052?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8229027363150903052/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=8229027363150903052" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/8229027363150903052?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/8229027363150903052?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/1BhKrewnxvU/summer-is-almost-over.html" title="Summer is almost over" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-is-almost-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUACSXg9eCp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-4635300713799022409</id><published>2008-08-10T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:56:08.660-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T21:56:08.660-04:00</app:edited><title>Girlicious</title><content type="html">I have been watching the show "Pussycat Dolls Present: Girlicious". It is pretty addicting. They are starting a group named "Girlicious" and they are choosing people to be in it. It is another reality show but it's pretty good. I watch it every week and it's very addicting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-4635300713799022409?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4635300713799022409/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=4635300713799022409" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/4635300713799022409?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/4635300713799022409?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/M5bSHOMRcOE/girlicious.html" title="Girlicious" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/girlicious.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYNQ3k6fyp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-8314272322903565478</id><published>2008-08-08T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:03:12.717-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T22:03:12.717-04:00</app:edited><title>Judge shows</title><content type="html">Did you ever notice how many judge shows are on television???  How many do they need???  I do like watching some of them but I just saw a preview for another one that's going to be coming out but why??  Do they really think they need more?  I do like to learn about the law on some of them, of course most of the stuff depends on the state it's in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-8314272322903565478?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8314272322903565478/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=8314272322903565478" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/8314272322903565478?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/8314272322903565478?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/XSqLXGmN6gQ/judge-shows.html" title="Judge shows" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/judge-shows.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMRXkyeyp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-3051719302158250497</id><published>2008-08-06T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:53:04.793-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T21:53:04.793-04:00</app:edited><title>Mowing the lawn</title><content type="html">Nobody here has time to mow the lawn and our lawn looks like a jungle!!!  It has gotten so bad, the neighbor mowed his lawn and mowed half of the front of ours.  We have just been so busy that we just haven't had time.  If I could have one wish, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-3051719302158250497?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3051719302158250497/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=3051719302158250497" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/3051719302158250497?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/3051719302158250497?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/j62lBCkI4ls/mowing-lawn.html" title="Mowing the lawn" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/mowing-lawn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQMRn06eSp7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-6509178084237080818</id><published>2008-08-01T19:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:06:27.311-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T22:06:27.311-04:00</app:edited><title>Overnighters</title><content type="html">We have picked up a stray, lol.  My child's friend has been here quite a bit.  You know, I really don't care as long as I know where my child is.  When I was little, my friend came to my house most of the time.  Her house was pretty strict, so it was better for her.  This "stray" we've had at our house seems to have the same issues.  The mother seems to do a lot of yelling, so it's better here for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-6509178084237080818?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6509178084237080818/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=6509178084237080818" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/6509178084237080818?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/6509178084237080818?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/iH2SyV3d3hk/overnighters.html" title="Overnighters" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/overnighters.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEHQHo7eip7ImA9WxdaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-784821233599979315</id><published>2008-08-01T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:10:31.402-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-20T22:10:31.402-04:00</app:edited><title>Lazyitis</title><content type="html">My dad used to tell me when I was younger that I had "lazyitis" when I was a teenager and slept most of the day.  Now, there are some days that I just feel like being lazy.  So, my husband always says do you have lazyitis???  LOL  I think everyone deserves to have "lazyitis" some days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-784821233599979315?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/784821233599979315/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=784821233599979315" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/784821233599979315?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/784821233599979315?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/5w-likJHD9M/lazyitis.html" title="Lazyitis" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/lazyitis.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IFR3szfyp7ImA9WxdVE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-7354565342962664842</id><published>2008-07-17T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:25:16.587-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-17T23:25:16.587-04:00</app:edited><title>Clothes</title><content type="html">I need clothes so...bad!!! I had a lupron shot last year for six months and I gained about 60 pounds!!! I have never in my life weighed this much. I was about 105 before the shot!! Anyway, because of that, I need new clothes sooooooo bad. It's wierd because my hips are wide but my legs are small and if I find jeans that fit in the waist, they are way too big in the legs but if they fit in the legs, they don't fit in the waist!! I can't win! As for shirts......for some reason, everything that's bigger, is only wider, not longer too. So, all of the shirts I can find are too short!! I just have a heck of a time. If anyone has any suggestions......I'm open to any ideas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-7354565342962664842?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7354565342962664842/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=7354565342962664842" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/7354565342962664842?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/7354565342962664842?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/kPN4SBacZeI/clothes.html" title="Clothes" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/clothes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QERHY9fCp7ImA9WxdVE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-9070045324535790037</id><published>2008-07-17T22:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:48:25.864-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-17T22:48:25.864-04:00</app:edited><title>A Wonderful Person</title><content type="html">I have got to tell you......I have met my hero.  She has just been a wonderful person.  I don't mean that in a stalker kind of way, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.  She got me up and running on this blogging thing.  She explained how to set up my blog and what to do from there.  She even got me started on what sites to sign up for to make some extra money.  She has just been great.  So, I'm going to give you her blog link because her blog is great.  Her blog is called &lt;a href="http://worldofmom.com/"&gt;World of Mom&lt;/a&gt;.  You all have to check it out because she has just helped me so much and I didn't even know her!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-9070045324535790037?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9070045324535790037/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=9070045324535790037" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/9070045324535790037?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/9070045324535790037?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/-Qmwn4NJnAU/wonderful-person.html" title="A Wonderful Person" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonderful-person.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4CRXY-cCp7ImA9WxdVEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-5482210560544952260</id><published>2008-07-15T00:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:09:24.858-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-15T00:09:24.858-04:00</app:edited><title>Junk Mail</title><content type="html">How many of you get junk mail?  It seems like I get it all the time.  I get the credit card offers that are ridiculous.  You have to pay like $290 to get a $300 credit limit.  LOL  Who the heck goes for that stuff?  Anyway.....junk mail I guess keeps the post office going anyway.  The postal workers have to thank them for that at least, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-5482210560544952260?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5482210560544952260/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=5482210560544952260" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5482210560544952260?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/5482210560544952260?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/wcdPSETH_PQ/junk-mail.html" title="Junk Mail" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/junk-mail.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cFRnc6cSp7ImA9WxdWF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-1574633281352118232</id><published>2008-07-10T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:50:17.919-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-10T21:50:17.919-04:00</app:edited><title>Dryer</title><content type="html">So, my dryer died today.  The heating element isn't working.  The only good part is, we have an extra dryer.  Thank God because we are so unbelieveably broke right now!  I have got tons of laundry to do.  It is just another thing I can tack on to all of my bad luck lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-1574633281352118232?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1574633281352118232/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=1574633281352118232" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1574633281352118232?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1574633281352118232?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/ckvq6hqFuyg/dryer.html" title="Dryer" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/dryer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYFSXw_eSp7ImA9WxdWF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-1588882985579719793</id><published>2008-07-06T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:31:58.241-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-10T23:31:58.241-04:00</app:edited><title>Cooking on the Grill</title><content type="html">I love summer time.  I don't have to cook but my husband does!  He cooks on the grill and it is excellent.  He is such a great cook on the grill.  He is pretty good inside too but he doesn't cook a lot inside.  So, all of you with husbands........tell them how great they are on the grill and they'll cook more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-1588882985579719793?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1588882985579719793/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=1588882985579719793" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1588882985579719793?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1588882985579719793?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/vpfSC3_VVOE/cooking-on-grill.html" title="Cooking on the Grill" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/cooking-on-grill.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIGQ3g7eip7ImA9WxdWF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-2593675521939108625</id><published>2008-07-02T21:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:22:02.602-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-10T23:22:02.602-04:00</app:edited><title>Neighbors</title><content type="html">Do you ever wish you never had neighbors???  I do, lol.  There is a teenage girl next door that stands outside and makes out with her boyfriend for hours.  What the heck???  I have an 8 year old and she has a 6 year old sister.  Give me a break!  Her mother sits in the house and doesn't even stop her.  I would love to yell over and tell her to knock it off!  Those are the days I wish we didn't have any neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-2593675521939108625?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2593675521939108625/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=2593675521939108625" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/2593675521939108625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/2593675521939108625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/kIi-VeQHoLs/neighbors.html" title="Neighbors" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/neighbors.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEDRn05eSp7ImA9WxdWF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-2009310505081912252</id><published>2008-07-01T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:44:37.321-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-10T21:44:37.321-04:00</app:edited><title>Kids Clothes</title><content type="html">Do you believe it costs me at least $250 each time I buy clothes for my daughter???  I cannot believe how much kids clothes are.  It is ridiculous.  A pair of jeans costs $20.  I can buy jeans for $20 for myself!!!  I guess it goes along with gas prices too.  They must think we are all growing money on trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-2009310505081912252?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2009310505081912252/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=2009310505081912252" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/2009310505081912252?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/2009310505081912252?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/1DN0HvqIEgA/kids-clothes.html" title="Kids Clothes" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/kids-clothes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4MSXg4fyp7ImA9WxdWF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556852553013213257.post-1901669075782649663</id><published>2008-06-30T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:29:48.637-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-10T23:29:48.637-04:00</app:edited><title>Dishwasher</title><content type="html">I could not live without my dishwasher!!! I don't know about anyone else but before I got my dishwasher, the dishes were just never done. When they were, it was too much like work. LOL. Now, I can run the dishwasher with no problems and my husband even does the dishes once in a while!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/199/C54DEB9C5D8C10DD5D2D040C50EB0A13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556852553013213257-1901669075782649663?l=terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1901669075782649663/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2556852553013213257&amp;postID=1901669075782649663" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1901669075782649663?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556852553013213257/posts/default/1901669075782649663?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TerasasEverdayLife/~3/xGDH-VRTjS0/dishwasher.html" title="Dishwasher" /><author><name>Terasa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04202238377268733050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TOt_mHyTTXs/SEDBgxWFLuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PS-8Xxb7YVM/S220/fairies.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://terasaseverydaylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/dishwasher.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

