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Seriously, I don't know why I didn't think of this!&lt;/div&gt;
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I got &lt;a href="http://www.savorynotes.com/recipe/bl-tastic" target="_blank"&gt;this idea&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from Pinterest.&lt;/div&gt;
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DUH!&amp;nbsp; Cut bacon slices in half and weave together.&amp;nbsp; Bake at 350 for about 25-28 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think they were crispy enough for us so I popped them in the microwave for about 45 more seconds.&amp;nbsp; Yum!&lt;/div&gt;
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Dustin thought I was sooooo smart.&amp;nbsp; Guess I didn't have to admit it was Pinterest :)&lt;/div&gt;
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This weekend we spent all of our time outside.&amp;nbsp; We went for golf cart rides and Asher rode his 4-wheeler.&amp;nbsp; On Sunday we were at Mom and Dad's and they pulled the cover back off of the pool to see what the water looked like - they were a little worried.&amp;nbsp; To our surprise the water looked great!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmcFdZVTPmM/T2fdckbRfkI/AAAAAAAAFuY/SBEEozrGkB8/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmcFdZVTPmM/T2fdckbRfkI/AAAAAAAAFuY/SBEEozrGkB8/s640/DSC_0008.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;March 18th - The last time we were in the pool it was October 8th.&amp;nbsp; The weather has been crazy this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKvVWePXM-s/T2fdmqskZaI/AAAAAAAAFug/42Cxgc3Zlls/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know if the golf cart really is smaller or if Dad is just a big guy.&amp;nbsp; When they were coming at you Dad's knees stuck out the side of the cart :)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/222/7C6CECA70E6297640BB33188E8EA5361.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710842884717582973-3558533270027008895?l=dustintesspopejoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last Tuesday night when Dad came home from work Asher saw him pull the mower out of the garage.&amp;nbsp; He immediately put his boots on and headed outside to help.&amp;nbsp; After he kept yelling at me to not take pictures and go inside he finally gave up.&amp;nbsp; I love this set - if you watch them Asher is always looking the same place as Dad.&amp;nbsp; Too Cute.&lt;/div&gt;
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It is March in Central Illinois and the weather has been in the high 70's &amp;amp; low 80's this week - CrAzY but I'll take it.&lt;/div&gt;
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This means that I had to go through some more maternity clothes looking for tee shirts.&amp;nbsp; I have 4 and 3 out of the 4 are so ugly I don't think I can bring myself to wear them.&amp;nbsp; My arms have gotten HUGE and there is no way I'm wearing a little flutter sleeve top.&amp;nbsp; So when Mom came over for lunch on Wednesday she stopped at Wal-Mart and picked me up a couple of &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/OP-Juniors-V-Neck-Tees-2-Pack/19477723" target="_blank"&gt;tee shirts&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for a whopping $4.50 a piece.&amp;nbsp; They are sooo soft and after I ruched the sides they fit great.&amp;nbsp; I had been looking at something similar &lt;a href="http://www.kohls.com/kohlsStore/womens/special_sizes/maternity/tops/PRD~946080/Oh+Baby+by+Motherhood+Surplice+Ruched+Tee.jsp" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;but for $24.99 - Thank God for Wal-Mart and a sewing machine.&lt;/div&gt;
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RJ wrecked on his 4-wheeler on Sunday pretty bad and Asher saw the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; As RJ was riding Asher kept saying "RJ not being careful" - next thing we knew RJ went over the front and the thing ran him over.&amp;nbsp; He was fine but has some road rash on his face and arms (yes, he was wearing a helmet) and now Asher doesn't wanna go near his 4-wheeler.&amp;nbsp; Dustin finally got him on it last night but I think he's scarred for life.&lt;/div&gt;
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﻿Asher's Pre-School screening last week did not go well.&amp;nbsp; It took him forever to get off of my lap and didn't want to play with the other kids.&amp;nbsp; He also had no interest in showing them how smart he is - I was so disappointed.&amp;nbsp; Once Mrs Cindy came over and started talking about RJ and Papa and Meme he warmed up and would do his colors and count for her.&amp;nbsp; I was glad that she came over and knew just what to do to help him come out of his shell!&amp;nbsp; So during our review they did reccomend pre-school this fall (he'll only be 3!)&amp;nbsp;but because of him not being social they thought it would be good for him to go.&lt;/div&gt;
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Wednesday at lunch Asher wanted steak.&amp;nbsp; So we got him a ribeye sandwich and the child ate almost the whole steak - and a bottle of A1.&lt;/div&gt;
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My other boys - Boo is such a cuddle bug!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710842884717582973-1143567721182908909?l=dustintesspopejoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I think this is by far my favorite&amp;nbsp;recipe that&amp;nbsp;I've made off of Pinterest - but then again that could be because Nana Jane was the one who threw it together!&amp;nbsp; I thought it was awesome - Dustin wasn't too thrilled because he isn't a big fan of chicken.&lt;/div&gt;
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So I booked one session and I'm&amp;nbsp;in the process of setting&amp;nbsp;dates&amp;nbsp;for 3 more!&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait to do some maternity pics of my friend &lt;a href="http://andrewandcarleegerber.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Carlee&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We're going to be quite a pair waddling around trying to do pictures!&amp;nbsp; Then I'll have some more senior pictures with her brother &lt;a href="http://backroadsphotographybytess.zenfolio.com/p930734698" target="_blank"&gt;Tanner &lt;/a&gt;and family pictures with my cousin &lt;a href="http://backroadsphotographybytess.zenfolio.com/p27390525" target="_blank"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Also, I just booked a maternity/family session with my friend &lt;a href="http://wishimightphotography.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bri&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;the end of April!&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait to meet her in real life - I totally forgot we've never actually met in person :)&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad to be excited about photography again and I can't wait until Brudder gets here so I can practice on him!&amp;nbsp; These days Asher screams and runs from the camera so he really isn't willing to be a test subject!&amp;nbsp; I just hope I haven't forgotten too much since last fall :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow there are always a few pictures that don't really work their way into a post.&amp;nbsp; Things have settled in around our house and there isn't much going on these days.&amp;nbsp; I should be working on getting ready for this Lil Guy to come but I just don't seem to have the motivation yet!&lt;/div&gt;
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For Valentine's Day The Sister got Asher a 45 piece farm animal set.&amp;nbsp; Asher LOVED it but they are all over our house now.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Taylor....&lt;/div&gt;
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Evidently the waterline on my fridge leaked at some point so before my Uncle Bob could refinish my kitchen floors he had tear our about 1/3 of the flooring and replace it.&amp;nbsp; Bummer.&amp;nbsp; Dustin replaced all the waterlines on the back of the fridge so it won't happen again.&lt;/div&gt;
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Of course Asher ran in his room to get his tools so he could help!&lt;/div&gt;
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I entered my Dad in a hardest working hands contest.&amp;nbsp; Yes, they usually look like that - pretty painful huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710842884717582973-1534326565887902068?l=dustintesspopejoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He is so stinkin cute&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is typical at our house!&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;But then again, so is this :)&lt;/div&gt;
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I think Asher is going to&amp;nbsp;be a great big brother!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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30 Weeks with Asher&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;How far along?:&lt;/strong&gt; 30 Weeks&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;How big is baby?:&lt;/strong&gt; 3 lbs and 15.5 inches&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Weight gain/loss?:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hovering right around 25 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Stretch marks?:&lt;/strong&gt; Not that I can see but with the way my belly is growing it wouldn't surprise me!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Maternity clothes?:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes!&amp;nbsp; I just hate clothes in general.&amp;nbsp; For some reason a lot of the clothes from when I was pregnant with Asher just don't fit.&amp;nbsp; I hope it warms up soon because I do have a few capris and such in bigger sizes :(&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Sleep?:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sleep?&amp;nbsp; What is sleep?&amp;nbsp; I usually make it until about 2:00 in my sleepytime tea induced sleep but then its like I'm in and out from there on.&amp;nbsp; I roll around a lot.&amp;nbsp; I pee a lot.&amp;nbsp; My mind races a lot.&amp;nbsp; I know this won't get any better...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Food cravings?:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;My cravings haven't been all that bad lately, still wanting sweets most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Gender?:&lt;/strong&gt; Another Brudder!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Movement?:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's getting to be a big boy and I can tell!&amp;nbsp; He seems to be in my ribs a lot which just kills me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Belly button?:&lt;/strong&gt; Out.&amp;nbsp; Its gross.&amp;nbsp; Josh saw it poking out through my shirt this week and was like "what the hell is that?"&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a massage with Lynn tonight and I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; My next appointment with Dr Austman is in 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe the next time I go I'll already be 32 weeks!&amp;nbsp; I am no closer to picking a date to evict my lil guy.&amp;nbsp; It just doesn't seem right.&amp;nbsp; I'm still really hoping he just comes in his own time.&amp;nbsp; Right now I'm leaning towards putting his due date down as a c-section date.&amp;nbsp; I don't think she'll have to hold me to it if he isn't here by then.&amp;nbsp; My Mom keeps reminding me that RJ's graduation party is the 19th so I need to wait until after then!&amp;nbsp; We'll just see what happens!&lt;br /&gt;
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Dustin's cousin Jaime is due on March 27th and I can't wait to hear news of the newest lil Popejoy!&amp;nbsp; I still cannot believe how fast this pregnancy has gone.&amp;nbsp; Although on the other hand it has been a reallllly long 30 (28) weeks because this lil guy seriously wants to kill me.&amp;nbsp; Headaches have been a little better so I'm crossing my fingers.&amp;nbsp; With Asher I didn't have a single migraine the entire time I was pregnant but they started back up when he was about 3 weeks old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710842884717582973-2222703380435877293?l=dustintesspopejoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Post these rules&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You must post 11 random things about yourself&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Answer the questions set for you in the post you were tagged in&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Create 11 new questions for your tagees to answer&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tag them on Twitter, Facebook or your blog&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;11 Random Facts about me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I LOVE Dean Martin.&amp;nbsp; Always have and always will.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I love spreadsheets.&amp;nbsp; I'm super organized when it comes to money.&amp;nbsp; The way I do our budget would pry confuse the heck out of you but it works for me.&amp;nbsp; We have no less than 2 checking accounts and 9 savings accounts - I'm not kidding.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE to set up automatic transfers and keep everything&amp;nbsp; seperate and in its place.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;One of the biggest things I deal with at work is keeping track of all the mobile homes in the County.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I didn't like The Sister until she turned 18.&amp;nbsp; Then something magical happened and she became cool.&amp;nbsp; Now&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;is my best friend.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you saw me out in public you would pry think I was shy - I really only babble like this to my family and you guys.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I went to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.iajhsc.org/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;IAJHSC Leadership Camp&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;Jr High and it really did change my life!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I don't break rules.&amp;nbsp; Hardly ever.&amp;nbsp; I always like to be on the safe side.&amp;nbsp; My husband however, will do things that drive me nuts like drive the wrong way through a parking lot.&amp;nbsp; Makes me crazy.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;During the summer in High School I worked at my Grandma's flower shop in the morning and my Dad's Body Shop in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Talk about two totally different jobs - but I loved them both!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My Aunts/Uncles and older cousins call me Tessaroni.... isn't that terrible?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Atticus and Allistair were on my short list for Brudder but Dustin quickly veto'd both names.&amp;nbsp; I for sure want something "different."&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I don't think I've slept "soundly" since Asher was born.&amp;nbsp; At first I was listening to him breathe next to me all night, then I was listening for his cry - and so on.&amp;nbsp; Now I keep one ear open all night to hear him hollar that he has to go pee.&amp;nbsp; I have a feeling this will last until he's at least 18...&lt;/li&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;My Answers to Jessie's questions:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. &lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite fast food chain? &lt;/strong&gt;Steak N Shake&lt;br /&gt;
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2. &lt;strong&gt;Do you like to work-out? &lt;/strong&gt;Absolutely not.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. &lt;strong&gt;What kind of sports do you like to watch?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I would rather stick needles in my eyes than watch sports.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. &lt;strong&gt;Who is your favorite band/musical artist? &lt;/strong&gt;DUH!&amp;nbsp; Brantley Gilbert!&lt;br /&gt;
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5. &lt;strong&gt;What's your favorite movie/why?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I do not have a single move that is my favorite.&amp;nbsp; BUT there are several movies that I'll drop what I'm doing and watch if they are on TV: Rio Bravo, Steel Magnolias, 8 Seconds, Pure Country, Overboard.... just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. &lt;strong&gt;What's your dream vacation?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Sometime I would like to go overseas - you know, France, Italy.&amp;nbsp; But if I ever do it won't be for a loooong time.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. &lt;strong&gt;If you didn't live in where you live, where would you go?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;First of all, I would NEVER live anywhere else.&amp;nbsp; I must live within a 2 block radius of my parents.&amp;nbsp; BUT&amp;nbsp;if I was single and had no kids I would pry move to some flat state like Oklahoma, Nebraska or Montanta - somewhere with cowboys....&lt;br /&gt;
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8. &lt;strong&gt;How many kids, if any, would you have?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Although I still think I might want 3 someday Dustin says we're done so I'll be happy with my 2 boys.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. &lt;strong&gt;Is there a celebrity that gets on your nerves? Why?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;The people from Jersey Shore?&amp;nbsp; I've never watched it but previews on TV are enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. &lt;strong&gt;Whose blog do you stalk religiously? Why?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Ummmm it might be&amp;nbsp;easier to tell you whos blog I do not stalk!&amp;nbsp; A couple of favorites though are &lt;a href="http://www.takeoffwithkatie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.maritalbless.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Leah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. &lt;strong&gt;Do you have a suggestion on a blog? Why?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Just look at the blogs on my sidebar for some of my favorites - of course there are more that I read but I just can't fit them all!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Mom and Dad finished their basement just in time for Kristi's party last Saturday.&amp;nbsp; We are calling the basement the "Ode to Glo" because Dad was finally able to use a lot of Grandma's stuff that he had kept.&amp;nbsp; Here is the process!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Some of the block wall had to come down to make doorways wider.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room at the bottom of the steps before.&lt;/div&gt;
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And After!&amp;nbsp; Dad will eventually put the rest of his Coke stuff in this room - including a vintage Coke cooler that holds 1000+ cans.&amp;nbsp; Its a monster.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The main room.&amp;nbsp; This was done once in the early 70's I believe.&amp;nbsp; The paneling and nasty floor tiles had to go.&lt;/div&gt;
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After!&amp;nbsp; We have another place to hang out :)&lt;/div&gt;
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View from back room before...&lt;/div&gt;
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And After!&lt;/div&gt;
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Dad re-used the bar that was there but recovered the front with doors from Glo's pantry.&amp;nbsp; The cabinets in the bar area were from the pass through in Glo's dining room.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Spandrel is something Grandma saved out of the old funeral home in Fairbury before they tore it down to build one of the apartments.&amp;nbsp; It was in Grandma Jane's flower shop before it came here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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When you are sitting on the couch it&amp;nbsp;is just like sitting in Glo's living room.&amp;nbsp; Dad took apart her book case piece by piece and saved it so it could someday be moved downstairs.&amp;nbsp; And it looks great!&amp;nbsp; He stuck her TV back in there and put a lot of her things back on the shelves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Behind the bar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Back room before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And after!&amp;nbsp; They put their old dining room table in chairs in there for overflow seating.&amp;nbsp; Eventually Dad's old glass bakers cases will go in there filled with all the old crap he's collected over the years :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AqpAwMyF7ag/T1f5F_hRZ2I/AAAAAAAAFpw/wL60t2IolP4/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AqpAwMyF7ag/T1f5F_hRZ2I/AAAAAAAAFpw/wL60t2IolP4/s640/DSC_0012.JPG" width="640" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And just cuz its cute - Asher and Papa's boots&lt;/div&gt;
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On Saturday night we had a party to celebrate my Aunt Kristi's 50th Birthday!&amp;nbsp; Saturday also happened to be her and Uncle Bob's 34th Anniversary.&amp;nbsp; Yes, if you did the math they have been married since she was 16!&amp;nbsp; I can't imagine a 16 year old making it that long today so I give them LOTS of credit!&lt;/div&gt;
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The Brucker kids played with the little kids all night and they had a blast!&amp;nbsp; Asher especially loved the fort under the old dining room table!&lt;/div&gt;
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Somehow this is the only picture I got of the "party."&amp;nbsp; There were SO many people upstairs I tried to stay in the basement as much as possible :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Asher playing pinball with Keegan and Cullen.&lt;/div&gt;
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Buds&lt;/div&gt;
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My Aunt Denise, The Birthday Girl and Mom&lt;/div&gt;
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Dr Austman's office called yesterday afternoon to let me know that I passed my 3 Hour Glucose test!&amp;nbsp; I felt pretty good about it when I left the hospital on Friday after the nurse told me that they had been having a lot of people fail the 1 hour test but pass the 3 hour.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Just to be safe after I got the call on Thursday that I had failed the first test I ran next door to Pfaff's Bakery and got a cinnamon roll - you know, just in case I couldn't have another one!﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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Mmmmmm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So Friday morning I sat at the hospital for over 4 hours.&amp;nbsp; It never fails - I sit in the corner away form everyone else but I always end up with a chatty or somewhat stinky person next to me.&amp;nbsp; This happened multiple times over the 4 hours.&amp;nbsp; Can't people tell I'm reading and I don't really wanna talk?&lt;/div&gt;
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Last Saturday we headed over to Dustin's Mom's house for pizza.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't long before Charlee found a dress up outfit.&amp;nbsp; Asher wasn't going to let her get undressed without getting in on the fun.&amp;nbsp; Shouldn't surprise me cuz this kid never wears clothes at home.&lt;/div&gt;
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I just love his lil butt in Thomas underwears!&lt;/div&gt;
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Then on Wednesday night we went to Dustin's Dad and Sue's for dinner.&amp;nbsp; They gave the kids their prizes from their vacation to Mexico.&amp;nbsp; Charlee LOVED her lil dress!&lt;/div&gt;
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Hiding in Grandma and Grandpa's shower.&lt;/div&gt;
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And hanging out in the jacuzzi.&amp;nbsp; These two are so much fun to watch together.&amp;nbsp; For the most part they play really good.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710842884717582973-9199386695431814820?l=dustintesspopejoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This seemed like a really slow week.&amp;nbsp; Monday night for dinner I made &lt;a href="http://busy-mommy.com/2010/02/how-to-make-your-own-rotisserie-chicken.html" target="_blank"&gt;Crock Pot Rotisserie Chicken&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and it was awesome - Dustin even ate it!&amp;nbsp; My Uncle Bob came and did the &lt;a href="http://www.dustintesspopejoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/floors.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mr Sandless&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;treatment to my kitchen floors and they look awesome.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Tuesday night it was family dinner night at Mom and Dad's.&amp;nbsp; Mom made beef stew and Grandma Jane made goulash.&amp;nbsp; They were both awesome.&lt;/div&gt;
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Wednesday night we went to Ray and Sue's for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Asher and Charlee got to play and hang out and run around like crazies - I don't know how Sue does it watching them both on Fridays!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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On Wednesday I also made the appointment for Asher's preschool screening next week.&amp;nbsp; I didn't cry on the phone but I did cry the night before when I told Dustin I had to call to make the appointment.&amp;nbsp; It just doesn't seem possible.&amp;nbsp; I do have a feeling he'll clam up when we get there so I'm interested to see how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;
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At the Home Show in Forrest last weekend.&amp;nbsp; I had to wake Asher up from a nap to go and he wasn't happy - Can you tell?&lt;/div&gt;
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Last Sunday I had a little bout with some vomiting and felt like crap so Mom and Dad offered to take Asher to spend the night at their house.&amp;nbsp; Asher was all about it and was excited to go.&amp;nbsp; Then Taylor texted me this photobooth picture of him so I called over there.&amp;nbsp; When I talked to him on the phone he told me he wanted to come home - which made me very happy because I missed him.&amp;nbsp; So I made Taylor bring him back home.&amp;nbsp; He was only there for an hour but had fun playing and eating ice cream.&amp;nbsp; He is scared to death of this picture!&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54489/222/7C6CECA70E6297640BB33188E8EA5361.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710842884717582973-9187938734016248784?l=dustintesspopejoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We had dinner at Ray and Sue's last night&amp;nbsp;so I wanted to make sure I brought my camera.&amp;nbsp; It had been 10 weeks since Jodi and I had taken our picture together!&lt;/div&gt;
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28 Weeks&lt;/div&gt;
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As you can see my fat face has really set in over the last several weeks.&amp;nbsp; And I must say that my belly seems huge compared to Jodi's in person.&amp;nbsp; But then again&amp;nbsp;- everyone is huge compared to Jodi!&amp;nbsp; I really do love being pregnant with her because we always have someone to talk to that understand what we're going through.&amp;nbsp; I guess now we'll just have to wait and see how close these boys are going to be!&lt;/div&gt;
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I know I've told you before that Asher LOVES &lt;a href="http://thomasrhett.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Thomas Rhett&lt;/a&gt;, well so does his Mommy and The Sister!&amp;nbsp; We saw him open for Brantley in November and he was awesome.&amp;nbsp; His first single came out this month and although I like the acoustic version much better I was so excited it hear this on the radio yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I bought his CD a few weeks ago and it is one of Asher's favorites.&amp;nbsp; He calls this song "stick it in your pockets."&amp;nbsp; He's so dang cute.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.celestialseasonings.com/products/herbal-teas/sleepytime" target="_blank"&gt;Sleepytime Herbal Tea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A big Thank You to Mel Brucker for telling me about the Sleepytime Tea K-Cups!&amp;nbsp; I do not like tea but decided to try this since I've been having trouble sleeping.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't taste all that bad (like spearmint) and I think it really helps!&lt;br /&gt;
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I haven't used "shampoo" for several days now.&amp;nbsp; That seems weird.&amp;nbsp; While I was home sick I saw this stuff on QVC and they totally convinced me to try it.&amp;nbsp; It isn't traditional shampoo and is a little hard to get used to but so far I love it.&amp;nbsp; It has been great for Asher's hair as well!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Weight Gain This Month: &lt;/strong&gt;3 lbs&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Total so Far: &lt;/strong&gt;24 lbs&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Brudder's Heart Rate:﻿ &lt;/strong&gt;130's&lt;/div&gt;
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Last Friday Dr Austman called to check on me.&amp;nbsp; After our conversation she pry wished she wouldn't have even called!&amp;nbsp; I've said several times over the last few months that I think this child is trying to kill me.&amp;nbsp; I've had more health issues since I've been pregnant than I think I've ever had in my life.&amp;nbsp; He is either going to come out an angel for all that he's put me through or be a complete hellion!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I decided last week to give up on all medications (for my migraines) and just suck it up.&amp;nbsp; This poor baby has been through enough medications while I've been pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I give up.&amp;nbsp; The migraines have been worse - 3 last week.&amp;nbsp; Then I had some double vision last weekend that literally had me on the floor&amp;nbsp;begging Asher to go find a phone - I was totally freaked out.&amp;nbsp; Add that to the "flu-like" symptoms I had this past weekend along with a nice eye infection and I'm doing just great.&lt;br /&gt;
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I also had my glucose screening yesterday - yum!&amp;nbsp; Dr Austman also told me that we need to pick a date by the end of April for a C-Section that is within a week of my due date either way.&amp;nbsp; This is just a date that says if I hadn't had him naturally by then that we'll take him.&amp;nbsp; I will not be induced so she wants to have a date nailed down in case Brudder decides he doesn't wanna come out.&amp;nbsp; She is going on vacation the end of May so I need to have this lil bugger before then!&amp;nbsp; She also confirmed that they did not see the band in my 20 week ultrasound!&amp;nbsp; So happy that the band issue is completely behind us.&amp;nbsp; I go back in 4 weeks then we are down to every 2 weeks!&amp;nbsp; Time is flying by!&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, I know these are terrible pictures.&amp;nbsp; But I was in a hurry this morning and Asher was throwing a fit about my belly being out again.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;How far along?:&lt;/strong&gt; 28 Weeks&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;How big is baby?:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;2 and 1/4 lbs&amp;nbsp;and 14.8 inches long!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Weight gain/loss?:&lt;/strong&gt; Right around 20 pounds - but I find out today how much I've gained in the last 4 weeks because I have my 28 week appointment and glucose test!&amp;nbsp; At least this time I'm pretty sure I didn't gain the 9 pounds that I did last month :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Stretch marks?:&lt;/strong&gt; Not that I can see but with the way my belly is growing it wouldn't surprise me!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Maternity clothes?:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes!&amp;nbsp;But a lot of them are getting too small!&amp;nbsp; I hate to buy new ones but when I purchased most of my maternity clothes (I hit the clearance racks all year)&amp;nbsp;I was about 30 pounds lighter and NOT pregnant.&amp;nbsp; Evidently I thought I would stay that small....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Sleep?:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Decent.&amp;nbsp; Asher peed the bed 2 times a couple of weeks ago so I made him go back to pull-ups until he's been dry for one week.&amp;nbsp; He's done awesome but that also means that he gets up once a night to go potty.&amp;nbsp; That would be because this Mommy just can't tell him no when he wants "Just a widdle sip of water.&amp;nbsp; I's thiiiirsty!"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Food cravings?:&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing I can really think of right now.&amp;nbsp; My cravings haven't been all that bad lately - hence me thinking I haven't gained as much weight.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Gender?:&lt;/strong&gt; Another Brudder!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Movement?:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yes.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I just sit there and rub whatever part is sticking out and beg him to please move so he isn't killing me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Belly button?:&lt;/strong&gt; Out. Can't believe how early it happened this time - and its looking a little indecent.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I had Monday off - 2 Mondays in a row and it was great!&amp;nbsp; Asher and I hung out all day and cleaned and did laundry.&amp;nbsp; Then we made dinner and I actually had my parents over for a change.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;we had the funeral for my Great Uncle.&amp;nbsp; This came the day after they buried his Grandson after a tragic car accident -&amp;nbsp;what a hard week for Glo's side of the family.&amp;nbsp; Weird thing is - Nikki, the girl I work with, its her Great Uncle too.&amp;nbsp; My Grandma's Sister is/was married to her Grandpa's brother.&amp;nbsp; How random.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tuesday night was family dinner night.&amp;nbsp; Mom made &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/06/marlboro_mans_f/" target="_blank"&gt;Marlboro Man Sandwiches&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;which are soooo yummy.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My Mom, Grandma Jane and Great Aunt Annie bring Asher to Pontiac to have lunch with me every Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; Its my favorite day of the week!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wednesday Dustin left for work at 6:45 and didn't get home until 9:15.&amp;nbsp; He works extra hard when his Dad is gone on vacation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Yesterday I dropped Asher off at the sitter, dropped Boo off at Mom and Dads - then realized that there was no possible way I could wear the pants I had on all day.&amp;nbsp; They were just too tight on my belly.&amp;nbsp; So I went back home and changed.&amp;nbsp; I wore jeans and it was only Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Again - whoops.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Last weekend I made skinny jeans out of a really ugly old pair of maternity jeans.&amp;nbsp; I used &lt;a href="http://luckydesign-devonlauren.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-make-jeans-into-skinny-jeans.html" target="_blank"&gt;this tutorial&lt;/a&gt; and they literally took me 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp; And they didn't even fall apart when I washed them!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I got my blog books in the mail.&amp;nbsp; I had to break them down into 2 installments because they have a maximum picture load of 1500.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; I love getting these in the mail.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tomorrow my Uncle Bob is coming to do my wood floors in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited.&amp;nbsp; Dustin is working the Home Show in Forrest so Asher and I will head over there and have a look around.&lt;/li&gt;
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I took one measly picture this week.&amp;nbsp; This is last Thursday when Asher and I headed to Gibson City with Mom and Grandma Jane to meet Miss Mel and the kids for dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.bayernstube.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Bayern Stube&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't been there since Mom's birthday in November and I was due for some red cabbage!&amp;nbsp; Asher ate a ton of my steak and some cabbage too.&amp;nbsp; He loves that place - especially looking at all of the "animals."&amp;nbsp; I told Gunther as we were leaving I would make sure that I'm in the hospital with Brudder on a Thursday because thats the only day they serve lunch.&amp;nbsp; When I had Asher Mom went and got me some Hungarian Goulash Soup and it was AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;
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My cousins &lt;a href="http://www.rmwelborn.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ryan &amp;amp; Milissa&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;recently started a new business with &lt;a href="http://www.mrsandless.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mr. Sandless&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; The wood floors in my entryway had seen better days with all of the wet boots and traffic that goes through there so I wanted to be one of their first customers.&amp;nbsp; My Uncle Bob came yesterday and did them and they look great!&amp;nbsp; He was done in just a couple of hours and we could walk on them an hour later!&amp;nbsp; Good thing too because thats the only way into our house.&amp;nbsp; The pictures don't do it justice but they look great - makes me wonder why we didn't do something like this sooner :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Years of wear and tear and being the first thing that wet/muddy&amp;nbsp;boots hit made our entryway pretty rough.&lt;/div&gt;
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Before - it doesn't look all that bad, but trust me.&amp;nbsp; It was.&lt;/div&gt;
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After!&lt;/div&gt;
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And just so you can see the difference here is a before and after shot right next to my stairs.&amp;nbsp; Pretty amazing that this was done in just a couple of hours!&amp;nbsp; My kitchen is next :)&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Thoughts and happenings this &lt;strike&gt;week&lt;/strike&gt;.... Make that 2 weeks since I didn't post last Friday&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://jessicaldoran.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jessie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;made my day&amp;nbsp;last&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;when she emailed me and asked me if I wanted the pre-sale code for the Brantley Concert in April!&amp;nbsp; Ummm is that even a question worth asking?!?!&amp;nbsp; I've been counting down all week until the tickets went on sale.&lt;/div&gt;
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**UPDATE**&amp;nbsp; I was sicker than a dog last week and totally missed buying Brantley tickets.&amp;nbsp; I was so sick&amp;nbsp;I didn't even care.&amp;nbsp; Kind of bummed now though.&lt;/div&gt;
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﻿Acid reflux is here - hopefully not to stay.&amp;nbsp; This past week it has been killing me and I never had it with Asher.&amp;nbsp; All along I've said that there is NOTHING the same about this pregnancy compared to Asher's.&lt;/div&gt;
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I've hardly used my camera lately.&amp;nbsp; When I do I just pick it up and shoot in auto mode.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping to work on this in the coming weeks.&amp;nbsp; I wanna brush up on some skills before little man arrives.&lt;/div&gt;
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I also want to try to teach The Sister some basics.&amp;nbsp; I'm still hoping for a VBAC and I really want a birth photographer but I can't see having someone on call (or that I want in the room) so I'm hoping she can do this for me.&amp;nbsp; She always wanted to be in the room with Asher so I'm giving her a job!&lt;/div&gt;
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On the way up to Wisconsin Mom and I played around with PhotoBooth on Dad's IPad.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure my Aunt Kristi and Cousin Milissa got a kick out of us sending it to them.&amp;nbsp; Give me a couple more months and my face really will look like this.&amp;nbsp; I about peed my pants I was laughing so hard - but then again - it doesn't take much these days.&lt;/div&gt;
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Asher riding his scooter to the car.&amp;nbsp; In the snow.&amp;nbsp; In shorts and cowboy boots.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sending our cousin Kate a text with a thumbs up.&amp;nbsp; Her and the PC girls cheerleading squad won State!&lt;/div&gt;
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My view last Wednesday of all the monitors hooked to my belly.&lt;/div&gt;
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My Mom's view as I was saying "WTF?" when she was taking this picture.&amp;nbsp; I thought for sure it would be on FB.&lt;/div&gt;
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And one just for fun .&amp;nbsp; As I was going through the old pictures on my phone I came across this one.&amp;nbsp; These are my cousins Heidi and Milissa in Vegas for my 21st Birthday circa 2007.&amp;nbsp; This was after the Thunder From Down Under and Coyote Ugly - and that is a bathroom counter.&amp;nbsp; Hehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I started with one of the ugliest ones I had.&amp;nbsp; That way if I totally ruined it I could throw it away.&lt;/div&gt;
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Just not flattering!&lt;/div&gt;
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After seeing &lt;a href="http://sewlikemymom.com/diy-maternity-clothes/" target="_blank"&gt;this tutorial&lt;/a&gt; on Pinterest I found out that ruching the side seams is actually much easier than I what&amp;nbsp; I did on the swim suit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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I measured about 4 inches down from the arm hole and about 2 inches up from the bottom hem.&amp;nbsp; The I measured the space in between divided it in half and added about 1.5 inches.&amp;nbsp; Got all that?&amp;nbsp; I then cut a piece of elastic that length and pinned it the 2 inches from the bottom and 4 from the top.&lt;/div&gt;
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I then secured the elastic right on top of the seam where the top pin was (making sure to back stitch).&amp;nbsp; Then just stretch the elastic to come down and meet the other pin and sew.&amp;nbsp; It will look pull itself together and you're done!&lt;/div&gt;
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I also like a more banded bottom so I cut a small slit in the inside hem of the shirt.&amp;nbsp; I measured a piece of elastic around my waist and fed it through with a safety pin.&amp;nbsp; Make sure to pin the other end to the shirt so it doesn't pull through!&amp;nbsp; Then I just sewed the elastic ends together really good and sewed up the hold I cut in the shirt.&lt;/div&gt;
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Still not exactly cute but its bettter!&lt;/div&gt;
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Asher thought I was pretty.&amp;nbsp; Thats all that matters anyway!&amp;nbsp; And this took about 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;
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So I grabbed 2 more shirts I paid about $3.00 each for and I had never worn.&lt;/div&gt;
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And did the same thing!&lt;/div&gt;
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How cute is he?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I told him&amp;nbsp;I was gonna take pictures and he yelled back "wait for me!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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26 Weeks with Asher&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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How far along?: 26 Weeks&lt;br /&gt;
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How big is baby?: A pound and 2/3 and measures 14 inches long&lt;br /&gt;
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Weight gain/loss?: 18 pounds.&amp;nbsp; Lost a few when I was sick.&lt;br /&gt;
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Stretch marks?: Not that I can see.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maternity clothes?:&amp;nbsp;Yes!&amp;nbsp; I ordered a few new things that have been coming in the last week.&amp;nbsp; Thank God because I'm getting down to a very small section of my closet that actually fits.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sleep?: Well normally its pretty good.&amp;nbsp; But while I was sick I don't think I slept more than 30 minutes at a time.&amp;nbsp; It was awful!&lt;br /&gt;
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Food cravings?:&amp;nbsp;I didn't eat for like 3 days last week.&amp;nbsp; The thought of food made me sick.&amp;nbsp; But I have been craving and drinking a lot of Ice Blue Raspberry Lemonade Kool-Aid.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, not the best thing to drink but its yummy!&amp;nbsp; Mom had some at her house to mix with Blue UV but since I can't add vodka to mine I started just drinking the Kool-Aid and every time I left her house I'd swiped a pack.&amp;nbsp; Saturday I finally broke down and bought my own.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gender?: Another Brudder!&lt;br /&gt;
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Movement?: There was a party in my belly this week.&amp;nbsp; I can sure tell he's 14 inches now!&lt;br /&gt;
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Belly button?: Out. Can't believe how early it happened this time!&lt;br /&gt;
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So I took the sheets off and everything off his bed, wiped him down and put him in bed with Dustin.&amp;nbsp; I went downstairs and put everything in the washer and laid on the couch.&amp;nbsp; Asher came down a little later and told me to come upstairs.&amp;nbsp; So I laid down with the boys and not 15 minutes later I was running for the bathroom because I was so nauseous.&amp;nbsp; What a WONDERFUL morning!&amp;nbsp; I called my boss because I knew there was no way I was going to work and Mom came and picked Asher up.&amp;nbsp; I called the Dr office when they opened to talk to Dr Austman but after an hour of her not calling me back (told you I was in pain) I called again and told them just to make me an appointment and I'd come to Gibson.&amp;nbsp; Of course I couldn't get in until 2:30 but thankfully Mom and Asher were with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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At first I thought maybe I had a bad UTI.&amp;nbsp; Of course in the back of my mind I had looked up preterm labor and I had several of those "symptoms" too.&amp;nbsp; So she said my urine came back fine and was concerned it might be preterm labor.&amp;nbsp; So she did a test in the office that would check for something that would be present if I was actually in labor and sent me to the OB at the hospital across the street.&amp;nbsp; At this point I was starting to freak out.&amp;nbsp; She asked me if the cramps I was feeling were contractions but I never went into labor with Asher so I wasn't real sure.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we got up to OB the nurse was waiting in the hall - just like they were the&amp;nbsp;night I had Asher.&amp;nbsp; It was like deja vu.&amp;nbsp; So they got me in a room and all hooked up.&amp;nbsp; They gave me something in an IV and took the sample I brought in to send it to the lab.&amp;nbsp; Then they sent someone in to do an ultrasound to check the length of my cervix.&amp;nbsp; Brudder was hooked up to a monitor and they checked me for contractions.&amp;nbsp; Dustin got there about an hour afterward and then Dad came to pick Asher up because he isn't good a sitting for a long period of time!&amp;nbsp; After about 3 hours in the hospital Dr Austman came over and said that everything came back good and she wasn't real sure why I was having the pain.&amp;nbsp; The nurses tried telling me maybe I slept on it wrong and I seriously wanted to hit them.&amp;nbsp; I was in TERRIBLE pain - this wasn't from sleeping on my back wrong.&amp;nbsp; So they gave me soemthing for the pain and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then I laid in bed for 2 more days and moaned, and vomited, and had chills and then sweats and a fever.&amp;nbsp; It was awful.&amp;nbsp; Thursday morning I thought I had&amp;nbsp; the flu but the vomiting only lasted half a day.&amp;nbsp; I talked to&amp;nbsp;Dr Austman again on Friday and she said that it could either be a raging bladder infection that somehow didn't show up on my test along with severe constipation.&amp;nbsp; Fun stuff!&amp;nbsp; She went ahead and sent me in a script for an antibiotic and a new medicine for my head.&amp;nbsp; After about 3 doses of antiobotic I was starting to feel much better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I also went to the chiropractor twice in those couple of days in case I was out of line.&amp;nbsp; And I was but just a little bit.&amp;nbsp; So I'm still not sure what was going on but I really thought I was dying.&amp;nbsp; Feeling better today, just tired.&amp;nbsp; Being sick sucks but being pregnant and sick is 10 times worse.&lt;br /&gt;
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