<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485</id><updated>2024-01-31T16:07:12.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in Our Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Kristan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113974893346892434</id><published>2006-02-12T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T20:55:36.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyla</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type=&quot;text/css&quot;&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;flickr-frame&quot;&gt;	&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristan3333/98669185/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://static.flickr.com/21/98669185_3f305a62e0.jpg&quot; class=&quot;flickr-photo&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class=&quot;flickr-caption&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristan3333/98669185/&quot;&gt;Skyla&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/kristan3333/&quot;&gt;kristan3333&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class=&quot;flickr-yourcomment&quot;&gt;	Isn&#39;t she just beautiful!&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113974893346892434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113974893346892434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113974893346892434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113974893346892434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/skyla.html' title='Skyla'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113967361477613761</id><published>2006-02-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:00:17.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type=&quot;text/css&quot;&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;flickr-frame&quot;&gt;	&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristan3333/98272952/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://static.flickr.com/28/98272952_59ea7941a3.jpg&quot; class=&quot;flickr-photo&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class=&quot;flickr-caption&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristan3333/98272952/&quot;&gt;Face Paint&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/kristan3333/&quot;&gt;kristan3333&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class=&quot;flickr-yourcomment&quot;&gt;	Had a great day with the kids today, took them to a fun day, free lunch, drinks, bouncy castle and face painting.  We had a blast.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113967361477613761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113967361477613761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113967361477613761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113967361477613761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/face-paint.html' title='Face Paint'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113767733341955939</id><published>2006-01-19T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T21:28:53.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot I had Flickr,</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type=&quot;text/css&quot;&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;flickr-frame&quot;&gt;	&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristan3333/88557712/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://static.flickr.com/11/88557712_872f44be60.jpg&quot; class=&quot;flickr-photo&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class=&quot;flickr-caption&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/kristan3333/88557712/&quot;&gt;I forgot I had Flickr,&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/kristan3333/&quot;&gt;kristan3333&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class=&quot;flickr-yourcomment&quot;&gt;	Just playing really but couldn&#39;t resist posting this picture of my handsome man who should I say is starting Kindy in 11 days, OMG!!  Four half days a week and he has to wear a uniform and everything.  I can already feel the tears welling up.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113767733341955939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113767733341955939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113767733341955939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113767733341955939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-forgot-i-had-flickr.html' title='I forgot I had Flickr,'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113637757160406069</id><published>2006-01-04T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:26:11.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One More And That Is It!!</title><content type='html'>I have to bribe Skyla to take her picture these days, all three of my kids go running the minute my camera appears.  They suffer from camera burnout.  I was &quot;allowed&quot; to take three pictures of Skyla today and this was one of them.  Can you tell how impressed she is lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/skylaweb.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113637757160406069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113637757160406069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113637757160406069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113637757160406069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-one-more-and-that-is-it.html' title='Just One More And That Is It!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113629136228805761</id><published>2006-01-03T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:29:26.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alrighty New Year, New Start</title><content type='html'>I have decided to post whatever I feel like on my blog from now on, whether it be a picture or two, a few words whatever.  I got blog brain and felt pressured into thinking of clever or insightful things (not that any of my posts were clever and insightful but you know).  So I am going back to what I started my blog for, pictures, a photoblog in essence and whatever I feel like saying lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a few glorious days at the beach, so beautiful.  Even swam with wild dolphins, well they were about 4 metres away from us but how many people can say that they encounter wild dolphins nearly everyday!  We are blessed to have such a beautiful beach where we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Owen, my reluctant surfer, taken yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/owenresized.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta say I am loving this camera of mine, such glorious colour and that is SOOC (straight out of the camera!).&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113629136228805761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113629136228805761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113629136228805761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113629136228805761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/alrighty-new-year-new-start.html' title='Alrighty New Year, New Start'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113404324763209377</id><published>2005-12-08T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T20:00:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of School</title><content type='html'>For the year.  Can you believe I don&#39;t have a Year One anymore, she is a Year Two now.  Boo hoo.  It only feels like yesterday that she started school and here she all grown up already (well not quite but you know it sure feels like that at the moment).  She got an outstanding report card, really outstanding.  I am so proud of her, so proud.  She is such an achiever, just puts her heart and soul into all that she does, honestly she is a special person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also nearly done the Christmas shopping.  Still a few little bits and pieces but mostly done. Phew!  I was actually worried that I got nothing for S but reality is that S has done well it&#39;s the boys I have to worry about lol!  I am going to have to think of a few extra little things to go under the tree and also an outfit each.  Other then that just a few  bits and pieces for my sister and her hubby and also something for my parents and In Laws.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113404324763209377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113404324763209377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113404324763209377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113404324763209377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day Of School'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113395537705155539</id><published>2005-12-07T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T20:47:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chrisco</title><content type='html'>We got our &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.chrisco.com.au&quot;&gt;Chrisco&lt;/a&gt; Hampers today and boy was it like Christmas had come early for us.  This is the first year I have done it and I have to say I am a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.chrisco.com.au&quot;&gt;Chrisco&lt;/a&gt; convert now, so watch out everyone I will be brainwashing you all lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S got her platinum award today which is a big big honour at her school, and even more so that a grade one got it so she is a queen tonight.  It also means that she got a badge that she can wear for the rest of her school career (which will be one worn badge by the time she has finished in another 11 years).  This is the little blurb that came on the certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; This certificate is one of the most significant documents that can be awarded to a student at xxxx xxxx xxxx College. It indicates a high level of achievement associated with a variety of involvements within the college and wider community. Very few students each year receive a certificate of commendation even fewer at the Gold Level (which by the way S got a few months ago). A student receiving a Gold Certificate of Commendation has consistently performed at an outstanding level, shown tremendous endeavour and commitment, and possesses a wide range of talents. A student reaching the PLATINUM level (which is the one S got) has performed at an outstanding level over the entire year, thus being of very high calibre.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can we say I am one proud Mum today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we had S&#39;s christmas, end of year break up party today which was fun.  The boys got to go and watch the games and eat a whole heap of crap so needless to say they were on a bit of high tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is A, a friend of C&#39;s who will be joining him in Kindy next year at the Christmas Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/April-web-copy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113395537705155539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113395537705155539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113395537705155539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113395537705155539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/chrisco.html' title='Chrisco'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113395562289452187</id><published>2005-12-06T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T19:51:17.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Greetings</title><content type='html'>I am actually very proud of myself this year, I have written and sent all my christmas cards out. I even handmade them all. Pat on the back if you please. Incase you are interested, here it is well the front cover at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/Christmas-Card-web.gif&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113395562289452187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113395562289452187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113395562289452187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113395562289452187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-greetings.html' title='Christmas Greetings'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113097968570347153</id><published>2005-11-02T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T09:01:25.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Kissers and Coco Pops</title><content type='html'>Colby my poor boy has the Chicken Pox, 13th case at his school. I was waiting for him to get it, he is covered but is handling it like a trooper. He is just upset that he can&#39;t go to school, poor thing. Owen hasn&#39;t got them yet but I am sure anyday now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you an Owen funny, honestly this three year old is just so funny. With his big brown eyes, Blonde curly hair he can get away with Murder. He makes me laugh everyday with something that comes out of his mouth. Anyway Owen went to school and told the teachers (both boys go to the same school) that &quot;Colby kissed a chicken and got &lt;a href=&quot;www.cocopops.com.au&quot;&gt;Coco Pops&lt;/a&gt;&quot;. (Coco pops is a cereal here in Oz!). Poor thing, a little confused by the whole thing. Also if you ask him if he is going to get the chicken pox Owen says &quot;No, I haven&#39;t kissed any chickens&quot; lol!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113097968570347153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113097968570347153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113097968570347153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113097968570347153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/chicken-kissers-and-coco-pops.html' title='Chicken Kissers and Coco Pops'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113072403507449765</id><published>2005-10-30T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T10:00:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun Run</title><content type='html'>Hubby and Skyla ran in a fun run today.  5km&#39;s I am so proud of them.  Skyla walked it but for a nearly 7 year old that is pretty good to make the distance.  Hubby was disappointed with his effort (who knows why?) but he ran 20th out of nearly 500 which is not bad for an old boy lol (37 year old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/skylastevefunrunblog.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice picture of my Hubby (not) he hates me taking pictures and this was the &quot;Come on get it over with face&quot; lol!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113072403507449765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113072403507449765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113072403507449765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113072403507449765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/fun-run.html' title='The Fun Run'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-113072294736291907</id><published>2005-10-30T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T09:42:27.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding My Mojo</title><content type='html'>I think I lost it.  Since the hubby has been home I have been enjoying a degree of normalcy, curling up on the couch watching TV with him, cooking dinner for my family, going to the beach and even shopping together has been nice.  But my poor blog has suffered, I miss it.  So I am going to find my groove again and start paying the poor thing attention.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113072294736291907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=113072294736291907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113072294736291907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/113072294736291907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/finding-my-mojo.html' title='Finding My Mojo'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112908813904725052</id><published>2005-10-12T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:37:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG</title><content type='html'>I entered a competition for photography on our national morning breakfast news shows and I am a finalist, omg can you believe it, which means I have won a $1000.00. Also if I win the viewers votes I will win, $25000.00 (I am going to faint) so at the moment I have a one in 5 chance of winning that $25000.00.Here is the website if you want to take a sticky beak, if you scroll down it is the first picture of Baby in the Bath, which is Owen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://today.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=65751&quot;&gt;Today show comp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so excited to be acknowledged for something I love doing, also winning the $1000.00 isn&#39;t too shabby either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if any Aussies want to vote for me here is the number to ring   &lt;b&gt;1902 552 401&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112908813904725052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112908813904725052' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112908813904725052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112908813904725052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg.html' title='OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112867919584073491</id><published>2005-10-07T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T17:59:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Say I luuurve This Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/roseblogd70s.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112867919584073491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112867919584073491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112867919584073491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112867919584073491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/did-i-say-i-luuurve-this-camera.html' title='Did I Say I luuurve This Camera'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112850939528979341</id><published>2005-10-05T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T18:49:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG I Am In Love</title><content type='html'>with my new camera, just check out this colour, straight out of the camera except a resize for Web.  Oh yeah it&#39;s great to see my hubby too (but more on that tommorow),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/dinoblog.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112850939528979341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112850939528979341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112850939528979341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112850939528979341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-i-am-in-love.html' title='OMG I Am In Love'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112843837529581525</id><published>2005-10-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:06:15.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Excuse My Absence For A Few Days</title><content type='html'>My Hubby is coming home tomorrow, yeah!!! So today I did  5 months of spring cleaning condensed into one day. I am still up at 11.00pm making sure the house is tidy.. Stupid thing to worry about when you haven&#39;t seen your dh for over 5 months but hey I am a Virgo, these things seem important to me in the nerve wrecking, anxiety lead up to hubby&#39;s homecoming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck, the first few days are great and then the adjustments begin. Since July 2004 he has only been home for 10 weeks (in Feb - April) of this year and was only home for a total of 8 non consecutive weeks in 2004 total. It&#39;s been along time and as much as I am looking forward to seeing him and him being home (for only 4 weeks mind you), it&#39;s hard to readjust to living together again. For the first few days I tend to follow him around wondering what he is doing in the cupboard, or what he is doing in the fridge. It&#39;s hard.  Not to mention the whole child thing, he is such a hands on dad when he is home he tends to forget that I have been here looking after them by myself for a really long time and will make decisions without referring to me at all in regards to them.  It&#39;s hard to hand some of that back, it is just strange and takes getting used to again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I am not around for the next few days, I am otherwise occupied lol! Have a few good days and see you all around soon.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112843837529581525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112843837529581525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112843837529581525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112843837529581525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/please-excuse-my-absence-for-few-days.html' title='Please Excuse My Absence For A Few Days'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112832591480950371</id><published>2005-10-02T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T15:54:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Is Bleeding</title><content type='html'>More bombs went off in Bali on Saturday night.  The most beautiful Jimbaran Bay and the heavily populated, and tourist spot of Kuta were both bombed.  I am so sad about this, Bali has a very special place in my heart, we went there on our honeymoon and also our first Anniversary.  After the Bali Bombing in 2002 it shook our belief that we were safe here in Australia, that terrorist attacks happened to other people, to other countries, not to us.  Our innocence of a country was lost that night on October 12th, 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister lost her a childhood friend in the 2002 attack.  He was there getting Married to another of my sisters childhood friend.  He was killed 4 days before his wedding, the rest of the wedding party was injured in varying degrees.  Luckily my sister and her hubby couldn&#39;t afford to go at the time or else they would have been in the Sari club that night where 88 Australians were killed (along with other 114 that were killed too).  My sisters friend buried her husband to Be&#39;s ashes wearing the wedding dress she was supposed to wear at their wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can&#39;t believe that it has happened again, my same sister and her family have just got back from holiday to Bali, three weeks ago.  I am so glad that they were home, they ate at the very place the bomb went off in Jimbaran Bay, as many hundreds of Aussies have.  They walked through Kuta square hundreds of times whilst they were there on holidays.  But for the grace of god.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad for all those that have lost their lives in this once again mindless assault.  I pray for those who are injured and their loved ones.  I above all pray that this never happens again in Bali, the Balinese have suffered enough, they are beautiful people and their lives will never be the same.  Why don&#39;t these idiots understand, they are affecting their own people, there is no welfare in Indonesia, without the tourist dollar how are they going to feed their families, pay their rents, live.  I am just so sad today.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112832591480950371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112832591480950371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112832591480950371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112832591480950371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-heart-is-bleeding.html' title='My Heart Is Bleeding'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112808590104101939</id><published>2005-09-30T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T21:11:41.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Spare Me</title><content type='html'>Owen decided that putting a whole roll of toilet paper down the toilet was a great idea today.  Needless to say the toilet was blocked for several hours.  Honestly this is my worse nightmare, I have a real issue with toilets after being mentally scared by watching Nightmare on Elm Street as a teen, I have this vision of Freddie reaching up and grabbing my behind as I am sitting there minding my own business doing my business lol.  Honestly in the middle of the night, you know when you wake but you aren&#39;t really awake, I will rush to the loo, do what I have to do and run back to bed before the boogey man gets me.  I even make a running leap across the room and jump into bed so &quot;it&quot; doesn&#39;t grab my feet.  I have never been the same since I watched those movies lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the only adult in the house and not wanting to have to call a plumber (omg how embarrassing would that be and OMG how much would that cost) I decided that I had to do something about it.  With no plunger in sight I tried the old trick of putting a wire coat hanger down it to try and force the toilet paper to go through the S bend, but did that work, NO.  I even found a pair of super dooper industrial strength rubber gloves (warning if you are squirmy look away now) and stuck my hand down and tried to pull the compacted toilet paper back out.  But did that work, NO!  As I said, I have a real thing about toilets and I honestly thought I was going to puke.  Next I emptied a huge big container of Bleach (hospital grade) down there in the hopes that it would break it up and make the paper dissolve but that didn&#39;t work either.  This will teach me to only buy the triple ply super soft expensive TP!  From now on, it&#39;s going to be cheap home brand 1 ply, well at least for the kids toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually this evening after I was just going to board the door up and wait for Husband to get home during the week to sort it out my lovely dad came around and saved the day!  I won&#39;t tell you what he did to fix it because I think I have gone way to far in mentioning the toilet how many times my hand was stuck down it lol, but lets just say it&#39;s still not flushing quite right but hopefully the paper will mush overnight and magically disappear and my toilet problems will be fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly who would have a three year old?  Does anyone want one, got one going for a good price, actually you can have him for free, I will even throw in some food.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112808590104101939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112808590104101939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112808590104101939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112808590104101939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-spare-me.html' title='Oh Spare Me'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112781483554581358</id><published>2005-09-25T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:56:25.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Of Poppy&#39;s Influence</title><content type='html'>This morning at 6.00am Owen decided to get into bed with me, he woke me up and asked &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; to make a Cup of Tea for &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt; lol!  Umm yeah sure, why do you think we have kids for Owen, so when you are old enough you can bring us a cuppa in the morning Mister.  Apparently all day yesterday when he was with Poppy he  drank all of Poppys cups of tea, he obviously developed a taste for it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won&#39;t tell you about the swear word he also picked up from Pop.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112781483554581358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112781483554581358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112781483554581358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112781483554581358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-much-of-poppys-influence.html' title='Too Much Of Poppy&#39;s Influence'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112756951984924142</id><published>2005-09-24T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:45:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Caitlin</title><content type='html'>My beautiful neice turned 11 today, I posted a picture of her &lt;a href=&quot;http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/girls.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, so happy birthday beautiful girl.  My mum and I took her and her friend, my nephew and Skyla to see Shark Boy and Lava Girl which surprisingly enough was alright.  The kids loved it so that was the main thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.westcoasteagles.com.au&quot;&gt;West Coast Eagles&lt;/a&gt; lost today by four points, what a close game.  I only watched the last 10 minutes, all I could bear and boy that was nail biting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to normal programming lol, whatever &#39;thing&#39; that induced me to talk football on my blog has left the building lol and I promise I won&#39;t do it again.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112756951984924142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112756951984924142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112756951984924142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112756951984924142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-caitlin.html' title='Happy Birthday Caitlin'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112748369630760978</id><published>2005-09-23T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T22:08:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Going To Have To Say It</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/eaglelogoblog.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;The Eagles&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/eaglelogoblog.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;The Eagles&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/eaglelogoblog.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;The Eagles&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go the &lt;a href=&quot;html://www.westcoasteagles&quot;&gt;Eagles&lt;/a&gt;.  I have to start this by saying in no way do I support &lt;a href=&quot;html://www.afl.com.au&quot;&gt;The Footy&lt;/a&gt; but it is hard not to get a little excited when your hometown team is playing in the Grand Final.  For those who know nothing about Aussie Rules, the Grand final is the Australian equivalent to the US Superbowl.  The one day the nation comes to a standstill is tomorrow, Grand Final Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the best patriotic voice I can muster  &quot;Up the Eagles&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href=&quot;http://westcoasteagles.com.au/default.asp?pg=funngames&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and click on the link to listen to their Club Song, a song ingrained in every Eagle supporter.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112748369630760978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112748369630760978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112748369630760978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112748369630760978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-going-to-have-to-say-it.html' title='Just Going To Have To Say It'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112735494118193652</id><published>2005-09-22T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T10:09:01.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh I Have To Say I Have Officially Arrived At Blogger</title><content type='html'>I got a spam comment, what are these people thinking arghh!!  I feel like I am an offical blogger now lol!!  I have arrived. Changing the options to word verify!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody spammers!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112735494118193652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112735494118193652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112735494118193652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112735494118193652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-i-have-to-say-i-have-officially.html' title='Oh I Have To Say I Have Officially Arrived At Blogger'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112735475612609816</id><published>2005-09-22T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T10:05:56.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Here</title><content type='html'>I can&#39;t believe it has been so long since I updated my blog, at first I was having some issues with Blogger and nothing I entered would update so after a few days I gave up and then it was a few more days before I was energised to try again and then life got in my way (ie I was feeling so guilty that the housework needed doing badly, so I couldn&#39;t update because it just seemed so wrong lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update Owen&#39;s birthday pictures in later today (can you believe they are still in my camera, so not like me) so I can show off my cute three year old, who by the way had a great birthday.  I also celebrated my birthday, 32 now lol and was very spoilt by my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 15 days until the husband gets home but hey who is counting?  Um yeah I suppose I would be lol.  Not sure if I am counting down the days til he gets home or counting down the days until he brings me my Nikon D70s, joking of course it&#39;s him lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my day off, all three kids are at school, Owen has settled in nicely at &quot;Colby&#39;s&quot; school as he says, Colby wasn&#39;t so excited that Owen was going with him, I think he thought that was his domain but today he was happier.  So now I must go and clean bathrooms in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos later xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kami and Diane for your shout out!  I have been slack and it was so nice that you guys cared enough to wonder where I was!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112735475612609816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112735475612609816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112735475612609816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112735475612609816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-here.html' title='I Am Here'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112618682585850138</id><published>2005-09-08T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:57:45.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humour Me, OK!!</title><content type='html'>I was wrapping up pressie&#39;s for Owen&#39;s birthday tonight and remembered a post I had written last year on his birthday for some online buddies.  I went and dug it up in the archives and thought I would share it here!  I always get emotional on my kids birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the copy and paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t tell you what an unexpected gift Owen has been to our family. After so many years of trying to fall pg and after numerous attempts of IVF (which both Colby and Skyla resulted from) I suddenly found myself pg one day (when Colby was 5.5 months old). I can&#39;t tell you how surprised I was (and still am). There were so many reasons I couldn&#39;t fall pg and hadn&#39;t fallen pg but I really believe Owen was sent here for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Colby was a twin but I sadly lost his twin when I was 10 weeks along (with ivf you know so early, I was about 5 weeks when we found out I was having twins). I was devastated, it was awful because I was happy that I still had one baby but so incredibly sad that we had lost our other baby. I had a very hard pg with alot of complications and later found out if I was still carrying twins I would have unlikely made it til 28 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;After I had Colby I had this overwhelming feeling that someone was missing from our family. It was the strangest feeling, I always felt when we went out for example we had left one of the kids at home. At the time I knew that we were never going to do IVF again and thus never having any more children. The emotional toll IVF had taken on us was huge, great when it worked of course, but knocked the stuffing right out of you when it didn&#39;t. It was definitely a road I couldn&#39;t take again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You can imagine how surprised I was when I found myself &quot;late&quot; and started thinking &quot;What if&quot;. I thought there would be no possibility of me being pg, I mean why would there be considering our history. I started making myself crazy so I decided to go to the Dr and just put an end to my obsessing. I got a blood test but wouldn&#39;t find out the results until the next day, so on the way home I stopped at Coles and brought the cheapest home pg test you can buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I saw that line come up in an instant, I was quite shocked to say the least. I actually thought that it was faulty and used the second test just to make sure, same result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can&#39;t tell you how much that one day changed the rest of my life. All the pieces of the picture fell into place, I felt this baby was destined to join our family and all the grief I had been feeling since I lost Colby&#39;s twin lifted. Owen along with his sister and brother has been an absolute joy. I feel so privileged to be his mum, their mum, a mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy birthday little man, I love you so much. Your wicked sense of humour and fun is a blessing. You keep us all laughing and of course you get away with so much because you look like an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sorry, I always get so emotional on all my kids birthdays, there was a time that I never thought I would have one child let alone have three wonderful little human beings gracing my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;hugs and hoping on Owen&#39;s 3rd birthday he actually can be awake for his cake LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to laugh at my last line because Owen has never stayed awake for any of his cake&#39;s so far.  The excitement of the party must wear him out and he crashes everytime lol!!  We will see tomorrow if he manages to have some cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#808080&gt;&lt;font size=-3&gt;and yes I decided to out myself well at least my kids names so promise you won&#39;t come and stalk me ok!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112618682585850138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112618682585850138' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112618682585850138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112618682585850138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/humour-me-ok.html' title='Humour Me, OK!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112601000303038269</id><published>2005-09-06T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:33:23.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection</title><content type='html'>Aren&#39;t they so perfect when they are asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/owenasleepweb1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112601000303038269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112601000303038269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112601000303038269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112601000303038269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/perfection.html' title='Perfection'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14210485.post-112600395004224607</id><published>2005-09-06T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:52:31.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don&#39;t Ask</title><content type='html'>This is how I found C asleep tonight!  Don&#39;t ask because I don&#39;t know?!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v138/kristan3333/blog%20pictures/colbygooglesblog.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112600395004224607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14210485&amp;postID=112600395004224607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112600395004224607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14210485/posts/default/112600395004224607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayinourlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-ask.html' title='Don&#39;t Ask'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07365610319647023536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>