<?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: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-1710845479016514695</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:56:46.578-05:00</updated><category term='coffee'/><title type='text'>How do you get the onion in the ring?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-1823050809999822992</id><published>2009-06-01T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:32:32.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SiPgK31fZCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/u_9hf-g5vrI/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SiPgK31fZCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/u_9hf-g5vrI/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342360060383159330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama.&lt;/a&gt; You can head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready for vacation! Phill &amp;amp; I leave on Thursday night for VEGAS!! He's bowling in the National Bowling Tournament there on Sunday &amp;amp; Monday. I'm just tagging along b/c, well, it's VEGAS BABY! Can't wait! The reasons why I am so ready for a vacation are below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Last weekend while back home in Iowa for Memorial Weekend Phill &amp;amp; I went putt-putt-golfing with a friend of mine and her boyfriend. We were at a hole with big rocks in the middle for difficulty. When putting in my ball I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; so did not&lt;/span&gt; fall over one of the rocks and sprain my wrist!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, not me&lt;/span&gt;, I would never embarrass myself that badly on a double date! My wrist &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does not&lt;/span&gt; still hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At work at the University of Minnesota during new student orientation I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; laugh so hard at one of my co-workers that I snorted! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, I have way more class and style than to let one of those slip out. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get a lot of stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lastnight while running an errand with Phill I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; program in a reminder on my phone to remember my Spanx for the Vegas trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yesterday morning one our way to church this car was going soooooo sllllooooowwww in front of us! I was getting rixirritated! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was not &lt;/span&gt;motioning COME ON and making hurry up hand gestures when Phill said "They are turning into the church parking lot." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not me&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not &lt;/span&gt;have any road rage problems whatsoever! Oops! Hope they didn't notice me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Last weekend while playing poker with family and friends I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; DID NOT&lt;/span&gt; try and steal poker chips from the other players. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; cheat at games. I won all my chips fair and square!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the free therapy! Later gators!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-1823050809999822992?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1823050809999822992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=1823050809999822992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/1823050809999822992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/1823050809999822992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SiPgK31fZCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/u_9hf-g5vrI/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-1467098077603546766</id><published>2009-05-04T08:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:24:12.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me! Monday is BACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/Sf7x0DulobI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nAq1pKTAjyQ/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/Sf7x0DulobI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nAq1pKTAjyQ/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331964885509448114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;! Go over to her blog and see what other have not been doing lately. I am so happy Stellan and MckMama are finally home and that Stellan is stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's been along time since I've posted and even longer since a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not me! Monday!&lt;/span&gt; Life has been busy, many ups and downs, and of course, lots of laughter at my expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after church I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; realize that I had forgot to pay rent this month. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, I am on top of my bills and always pay them on time. It's only the biggest monthly bill we have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; pull out a dirty pair of dress slacks from the hamper to wear today. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would never do&lt;/span&gt; this because I am always caught up on my laundry. When I got to work I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; realize that they have a few stains on them from me baking in them last week. A little powdered sugar wipe here a little whipped cream there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt; would I never go dressed like this for I am a put together lady!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;sweat through 4 shirts!! We live on the second floor of our apartment building and it is like an oven in there at the slightest hint of summer.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; No way &lt;/span&gt;would I let myself sweat that much when we have two air conditioners. I just have a problem turning on the AC when it's only 70 degrees out. With all the windows open it was only 83 in our apartment!! Ugh! More laundry to do this week I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about it for today. I really need to stop procrastinating and get to writing my admissions essay for college. I so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; procrastinate it until 6pm lastnight when I had the whole day to write it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm putting my team's Relay for Life site on here in case anyone would like to donate to us this year. Just click &lt;a href="http://main.acsevents.org/goto/thetwosues"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; I walk in the Henry County Iowa Relay for Life June 13th, 2009. Our team is called&lt;a href="http://main.acsevents.org/goto/thetwosues"&gt; The Two Sue'&lt;/a&gt;s for my mother Carolyn Sue and my niece Shaelynn Sue. Please feel free to check out our website and see what we are all about. This is our 4th year at the walk. All proceeds go to the American Cancer Society and help further cancer research. Thanks in advance to anyone who donates. Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-1467098077603546766?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1467098077603546766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=1467098077603546766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/1467098077603546766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/1467098077603546766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-me-monday-is-back.html' title='Not me! Monday is BACK!!'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/Sf7x0DulobI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nAq1pKTAjyQ/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-8398210692308550504</id><published>2009-03-30T09:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:58:27.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Silliness</title><content type='html'>I had a rough day yesterday. The day started out fine. I got up, made cinnamon rolls for the hubby and me, and got ready for church. Church was AMAZING! The songs were awesome, the sermon was great, I left feeling great! During worship time they did read &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2077&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;Psalm 77 &lt;/a&gt;though and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I grabbed Phill, got goosebumps, and teary-eyed. Psalm 77 was the passage put on the back of the Team Shaelynn shirts and the passage my sister and her husband clung to during Shaelynn's battle with cancer. Yesterday was also the 2 month mark for how long my mother has been gone. I realized this at church as well. However, the music lifted me up and the sermon lifted me as well. After church we went about our day with a little shopping, a nap, and then making supper together. After supper I just got into a funk. I miss my mom and Shaelynn like crazy. I want them back and it hurts so bad. I can't count how many times I have about picked up the phone and dialed my mom to be slapped back into reality that she's not there. I loved our Sunday night talks about how our weekends were. I miss how she would call me when Phill was in school to make sure my doors were locked and I was safe inside until he got home. I just miss her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phill took me out for ice cream lastnight at about 9:30 to cheer me up. We went to Wendy's and I had a chocolate chip cookie dough Frosty. We then drove around for awhile and just talked. I don't know what came over me, must have been a sugar high or something, but I all of a sudden got very silly. We saw a plane earlier in the day and it looked like it was hanging in mid-air, not really moving. We saw a helicopter on our ice cream run and I was saying how fast it was going. He said "Actually airplanes travel faster than helicopters." I said "Well that airplane driver from earlier today sure didn't seem to be going very fast." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Airplane driver&lt;/span&gt;? I couldn't' think of the word PILOT!! I then started trying to talk in a Texan accent, don't ask me why, to which Phill told me I could never be a spy! We watch Burn Notice together and the guy is a former spy. He's always talking in different accents on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Phill why he had given me a dirty look during church. He said "You burped." I said, "No, it was just the voice in my throat!" He now says when he toots "It's just the voice in my butt!" HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we drove by Ladyslipper Park which I thought was HI-larious! Don't know why but it just seemed funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also asked Phill why we couldn't live in &lt;a href="http://www.zillow.com/homedetails/home-info/2031262_zpid/"&gt;Owasso Hills&lt;/a&gt;? Gated community right in our price range, NOT!! Phill then told me I needed to go home and go to bed, he feared Wendy's had slipped some drugs into my frosty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-8398210692308550504?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8398210692308550504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=8398210692308550504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8398210692308550504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8398210692308550504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-silliness.html' title='Sunday Silliness'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-7035094683262059699</id><published>2009-03-30T09:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T09:47:20.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday, Stellan Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SdDbacvfIfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lXBIfrxjScw/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SdDbacvfIfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lXBIfrxjScw/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318992407363002866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the Not Me! Monday blog carnival is being hosted in honor of Stellan,&lt;a href="http://mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; MckMama's&lt;/a&gt; 5 month old baby boy who has been in the hospital since last Sunday with heart complications. Go read other Stellan Style Not Me! Monday's &lt;a href="http://www.onceuponacline.com/2009/03/not-me-monday-stellan-style.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;refresh my browser every 5 minutes to see if MckMama had updated about her precious son that I just adore. He is so cute with his dimples and sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; join Twitter so that I could follow MckMama all day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so did not&lt;/span&gt; get a text messaging plan for my cell phone so that I could get the Twitter messages sent to my phone. It's a 250 messages plan and I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; have not&lt;/span&gt; used about 60 already since last week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; constantly have Stellan and the whole MckFamily on my mind all the time. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; show Phill EVERY picture of him and go on and on about how cute he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for this sweet family and this precious baby boy. They are starting a new course of treatment today and really need lifted up at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-7035094683262059699?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7035094683262059699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=7035094683262059699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7035094683262059699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7035094683262059699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-me-monday-stellan-style.html' title='Not Me! Monday, Stellan Style!'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SdDbacvfIfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lXBIfrxjScw/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-3843128436677416624</id><published>2009-03-02T11:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:06:34.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SawZlgKD6jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3rIk5UTeulE/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SawZlgKD6jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3rIk5UTeulE/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308646192840960562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;. You can head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was a looooong week filled with many things I so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; have a 10 minute battle with Phill before bed on how to pronounce the word Spinach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; take me 5 hours to clean the apartment. It&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wasn't&lt;/span&gt; that dirty!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, I clean every week and my apartment is always sparkling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Phill &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get scolded my an older lady at JoAnn Fabrics!! hehe I got in line to buy my beads and he went to look at pots to re-pot our tree. He then crawled underneath the rope to join me to check-out. As we were leaving this older lady said "I saw you cut in line young man!" He said "I was just trying to catch up with the wife. I didn't buy anything" She said "I was going to make you go to the back." I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; laugh my head off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; spend more money at Circuity City. They are going out of business and so far I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have not&lt;/span&gt; spent over $200 there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week while disposing of my Valentine's lilies I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; ruin 3 out of the 4 of my wedding gift table mats. That orange stuff from the lilies stains!! I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; wash them and then put them in the dryer! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; have 4 crumpled up new washclothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend at the bowling tournament Phill &amp;amp; I bowled in, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; throw the ball in the gutter. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, I am a much better bowler than that. And, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; take me the rest of that game to regain my composure. We DID place 9th out of 43 though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend while watching my nephew Killian I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; let him get out of control while attempting to take a shower. My sister said to just shut the door to his room and put the gate up to the bathroom and put him in his room. "It will be fine. We do it all the time, " she said. Well, the only problem was he knew he could test my boundaries, I'm not his mom! So I'm in the shower and I look out and he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is not &lt;/span&gt;taking his dirty poopy diapers out of the pale and carrying them around!! I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; do not&lt;/span&gt; frantically yell "Killian no no! Acky!!" To which he precedes to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; bring them over to me and hand them to me over the gate! We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not &lt;/span&gt;continue this game until they are all gone. Next, he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does not&lt;/span&gt; get into the dresser drawers and start ripping out all of the clothes and flinging them over his shoulder!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, I can control a 1 year old! My sister &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; walk in during the middole of all of this hearing "Killian no no! Aahhh! What am I gonna do with you!"  She &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; walk in just cackling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for me! Comment me back and let me know what you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; do this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-3843128436677416624?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3843128436677416624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=3843128436677416624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/3843128436677416624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/3843128436677416624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SawZlgKD6jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3rIk5UTeulE/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-1326661231345634942</id><published>2009-02-26T14:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:18:42.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Giveaway &amp; A Great Act of Kindness</title><content type='html'>Hey All! Short post but an important one. You know the Not Me! Monday lady &lt;a href="http://mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She created that blog carnival and has a great blog. Well I read her blog everyday b/c she is funny, has adorable kids, takes great photographs, and I really enjoy the advice she gives on life. Anyway, today she directed all her bloggers to a couple trying to adopt a baby. In order to raise money for the adoption process, as it is quite expensive, they are giving away two awesome prize packages. For every $5 you donate you get 1 ticket for the drawing. Go read about them at &lt;a href="http://inhishands-ouradoptionjourney.blogspot.com/2009/02/up-our-sleeve.html"&gt;In His Hands&lt;/a&gt; and if you feel lead to donate then by all means donate. I'm going over to donate right now! I also put up a button on my left sidebar that will take you directly there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-1326661231345634942?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1326661231345634942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=1326661231345634942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/1326661231345634942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/1326661231345634942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/awesome-giveaway-great-act-of-kindness.html' title='Awesome Giveaway &amp; A Great Act of Kindness'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-7869612605181530089</id><published>2009-02-18T19:57:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:26:26.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat Wordless and Very Random Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Yeah I finally bought this!! Circuit City is going out of business and with only 1 of these left in there store, I just had to have it!! I did get it for 40% off though. I kept asking Phill "Can I have it? Should I get it? What do you think?" To which he replied "I'm not saying anything" and walked away. Meanwhile his sister is saying "It's such a good deal, just get it, go buy it." I guess his sister won out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326711488178290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzBCmLeaHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yYBMllH3Rhs/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326513229495330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzA3Dm6_CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_Ve14K9aOXQ/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears I have a problem of collecting TV series seasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326349752351762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzAtim7vBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6jbYZ5yumbk/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326242670210402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzAnTsj7WI/AAAAAAAAAE4/rNJxBR-ZETg/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326116299437490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzAf87a9bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aafg4ybj6ak/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my grape kitchen. I just really like how it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzBKIY3x6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0pjJQTw4OjM/s1600-h/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326840930256802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzBKIY3x6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0pjJQTw4OjM/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzAXDKa8fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RmxjMnlXWug/s1600-h/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304325963354141170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzAXDKa8fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RmxjMnlXWug/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Valentine's Day flowers from my honey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304325561418188674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZy__p1bB4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Fq4EIs2srco/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzAGvfKN2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/oEXIGDxKwks/s1600-h/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304325683194509154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzAGvfKN2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/oEXIGDxKwks/s320/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-7869612605181530089?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7869612605181530089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=7869612605181530089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7869612605181530089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7869612605181530089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/somewhat-wordless-and-very-random.html' title='Somewhat Wordless and Very Random Wednesday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZzBCmLeaHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yYBMllH3Rhs/s72-c/Valentine%27s+Flowers,+grapes,+tv+seasons+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-7170433341925570519</id><published>2009-02-16T09:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:33:28.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZl_qYVkLsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bt5_g0Aqy-k/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZl_qYVkLsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bt5_g0Aqy-k/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303410402269605570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;. You can head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been awhile since I've done one of these! It was an exciting weekend though and very blog worthy.  So what did I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so not do&lt;/span&gt; this weekend and last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, everyday last week I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; survive the work days on 4 cups of coffee and 2-3 cans of soda per day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not me,&lt;/span&gt; I'm cutting back on caffeine and trying to develop a more healthy lifestyle. I just haven't been sleeping the best as my brain won't shut off at night :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday at bowling league I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; forget how to bowl and score a measly 109 the first game. I did come back to redeem myself though with a 171 and 186 respectively! I hadn't bowl in a few weeks and apparently my brain forgot how to do my much loved hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we went to Dubuque, IA for the men's Iowa State Bowling Tournament. I went along as Phill didn't want me to be up here by myself all weekend. It was interesting to say the least:&lt;br /&gt;-We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get lost in Dubuque every time we went anywhere. We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; end up in Illinois and Wisconsin while trying to find the bowling alleys!&lt;br /&gt;-But, the best &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; part of the weekend was our hotel! Oh wOw! I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; was not&lt;/span&gt; terrified of sleeping in the bed at the hotel. The bed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; did not &lt;/span&gt;look like it could be infestd with bed bugs, STD's, lice, and who else knows what can grow in beds. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; throw that nasty bed comforter off and sleep on top of the sheets and sleep with the pillow and blanket we keep in the car for long trips home, and pray I didn't get bed bugs!&lt;br /&gt;-I also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; dare to take a shower in there as I didn't have any flip flops to shield my feet from the dirt on the floor of the tub.&lt;br /&gt;-I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; have to have my mother-in-law help me flush the toilet. It took an iron man to get that dang handle to go down.&lt;br /&gt;-Seriously, my mother-in-law &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; book this hotel room because they served waffles for breakfast and then she didn't even eat breakfast!!&lt;br /&gt;-The ad said the hotel had been renovated and looked brand new. The only signs of renovation that we saw were lighted up palm trees by the pool! It's Iowa, why in the world did they need lit up palm trees. And for that matter, again it's Iowa, where it's too cold half of the year to be swimming outside!! Put an indoor pool in!!&lt;br /&gt;-It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;take all four of us to get the adjoining room door closed in the hotel room for fear of a nasty drunk man coming in in the middle of the night. The lock on the door &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; take all of our might to finally lock.&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of security, it also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; take all four of us to get into our hotel room. Those stupid swipe cards! It was freezing cold and we are all standing outside trying to get in the room. This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; happen every time we tried to get into the room. We are all intelligent people and can figure out a simple door. We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were not&lt;/span&gt; kicking the door and screaming at the stupid cards to let us in. We also seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; dare to go ask the (super friendly) front desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what their website says:&lt;br /&gt;"Leave your stress behind and immerse yourself in unparalleled relaxation at the Days Inn of Dubuque" HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight when we got home I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; vow to go to bed by 9 and not get to bed until 11! We watched Fireproof lastnight, which by the way, is an AMAZING movie! Phill even sat down and watched it. He said he was going to study while I watched it but ended up getting really into it and watched the whole thing. So so so good! I really want to order the book they used in the movie, The Love Dare. After the movie was over we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so did not&lt;/span&gt; decide to order pizza at 10pm. I'm so about my new healthy lifestyle! After eating the pizza we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; decide to watch Burn Notice. Phill picked up season 1 and really wants me to start watching it with him. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; love the show! Ugg, I so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; need another show to add to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all for me. This week is going to be a rough one emotionally. It's my mom's birthday on the 20th and I wish she was here to celebrate, and the anniversary of my dear niece Shaelynn earning her angel wings on the 19th. I'm going home this weekend to be with my sis. I plan on doing an update on the 19th or 20th about the last few years and how they have changed my life so stay tuned. The Bachelor is on tonight at 7 or 8 for anyone who cares. I'm even more addicted this season that last! &lt;a href="http://www.fansofrealitytv.com/"&gt;Fans of Reality TV&lt;/a&gt; is my spoiler sight and I go there about 20 times a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-7170433341925570519?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7170433341925570519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=7170433341925570519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7170433341925570519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7170433341925570519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZl_qYVkLsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bt5_g0Aqy-k/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-7434204929520613929</id><published>2009-02-12T23:06:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:17:49.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>Yeah so I am not the best computer handler. I tend to pick my laptop up by the screen. It appears that I will no longer be doing that as soon I will no longer have a personal laptop for awhile. The screen is going in and out as I type this. My hubby came home tonight and said "Your broke your computer!" To which I replied "But I made you cupcakes and chicken lip dip." He then said "Well I guess it's time to get you a new computer." hehe Thank goodness for cupcakes or I would be in some serious hot water right now! Let's just hope the sugar high doesn't wear off before this thing gets replaced ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302144283205953378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZUAIjRb52I/AAAAAAAAADg/bzojVf5vH_Y/s320/broken+computer+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302144555097192866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZUAYYJW-aI/AAAAAAAAADo/bVExBIi4U-g/s320/broken+computer+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302144887525509442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZUAruiciUI/AAAAAAAAADw/octyqAY5ewM/s320/broken+computer+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZUAIjRb52I/AAAAAAAAADg/bzojVf5vH_Y/s1600-h/broken+computer+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-7434204929520613929?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7434204929520613929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=7434204929520613929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7434204929520613929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7434204929520613929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SZUAIjRb52I/AAAAAAAAADg/bzojVf5vH_Y/s72-c/broken+computer+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-8659982649027649678</id><published>2009-02-04T20:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:42:05.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem for My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SYpP0Wmh93I/AAAAAAAAADY/CBiwuHu0VSw/s1600-h/Mom+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SYpP0Wmh93I/AAAAAAAAADY/CBiwuHu0VSw/s320/Mom+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299135672393791346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Sue Lair&lt;br /&gt;2/20/1957-1/29/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For My Mom&lt;br /&gt;The Things I Will Miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you forever &lt;br /&gt;My mom, mamasita, momma, and friend&lt;br /&gt;You were and will forever be a huge part of me&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t wait to see you again when my life comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss our daily phone calls&lt;br /&gt;Our online chats at work&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t wait for you to call or sign-in&lt;br /&gt;Our conversations always made me smirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss our shopping days&lt;br /&gt;Black Friday was always so much fun&lt;br /&gt;Dodging in and out of those crazy shoppers&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get the best deal before the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss Sam &amp; I’s fashion shows &lt;br /&gt;We would come home with a bag full of new clothes&lt;br /&gt;You would sit as we tried each one on&lt;br /&gt;And ooh and aww as we would pose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss your love of crosswords and word searches&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful handwriting too&lt;br /&gt;Sending me cards in the mail for no reason&lt;br /&gt;But to say I miss you and love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the way you loved to clean&lt;br /&gt;Your Dyson was your toy&lt;br /&gt;You instilled in me the value of a clean home&lt;br /&gt;Your methods I will forever employ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss our Sundays of Lifetime movies&lt;br /&gt;Laying around doing nothing but vegging out&lt;br /&gt;Calling each other every week&lt;br /&gt;To see what the soap operas were all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss being hurried out the door for events&lt;br /&gt;You always hated to be late&lt;br /&gt;This my mother I will try to work on&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard for me to get to work by eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss your sense of honesty&lt;br /&gt;Telling me when I was out of line&lt;br /&gt;I always valued your opinion&lt;br /&gt;And hearing Calie Marie was never a good sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the way you took care of me&lt;br /&gt;Rubbed my hair when I was sick&lt;br /&gt;Never left me without a hug and kiss&lt;br /&gt;And talked to me for hours when I was homesick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the way you smiled&lt;br /&gt;The way you laughed, smelled, and touched&lt;br /&gt;The way you would hug with your whole heart&lt;br /&gt;These things I loved so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss your love of family&lt;br /&gt;Getting together as much as we could&lt;br /&gt;Keeping a close eye on all of us&lt;br /&gt;Making sure we were all doing good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss your courage and strength&lt;br /&gt;You battled on for 3 and a half years&lt;br /&gt;You were not willing to give up without a fight&lt;br /&gt;You put a brave face on through the fears and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you forever mama&lt;br /&gt;I know I must now say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;You will live in my heart always&lt;br /&gt;And I will see you when I look to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are with Grandpa &amp; Grandma&lt;br /&gt;And reading stories to Shaelynn Sue&lt;br /&gt;You are looking down on us and saying&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever and always momma,&lt;br /&gt;Calie Marie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-8659982649027649678?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8659982649027649678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=8659982649027649678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8659982649027649678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8659982649027649678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/poem-for-my-mom-2201957-12909.html' title='A Poem for My Mom'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SYpP0Wmh93I/AAAAAAAAADY/CBiwuHu0VSw/s72-c/Mom+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-6965425643217064842</id><published>2009-01-19T22:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:35:38.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SXVUzskpi8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YRfjq6cK30s/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293230184158825410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 364px; height: 248px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SXVUzskpi8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YRfjq6cK30s/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog &lt;a href="http://mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;My Charming Kids&lt;/a&gt; to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm doing this really late tonight but I had the day off for MLK day today so I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; been just sitting around all day! Aww, how I love 3 day weekends. It's a time to catch up on housework, relaxing, thank-you cards, laundry, etc. I so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just sit around all weekend and think about getting these things done. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; piles of laundry sitting around, dirty bathrooms, and dusty shelves. I was productive and accomplished :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; finally just finalize what I want to order for wedding photos. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I only got married 3 months ago and these jewels are already on my walls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; been a couch potato and watched WAY too many movies and TV. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; watch 27 Dresses, The Story of Us-great movie by the way, Friends, Sex &amp;amp; The City, The Bachelor, Grey's, Private Practice, What Color is Love?-Lifetime movie, and much more I can't even remember. And right now I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; contemplating putting yet another movie in before bed. Oh and I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; replay the part on Private Practice where Cooper grabs Charlotte from her airplane seat to hold her like 7 times and it &lt;strong&gt;soooo &lt;em&gt;did not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make me cry everytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; break my diet TWICE this weekend. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; eat at Pizza Hut on Friday and Snuffy's Malt Shop on Saturday. My body &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; rebel with horrible stomach cramps all day Saturday from all the fatty grease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My diet has been successful thus far by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;shrinking my boobs first! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, every diet listens to you and starts immediately by removing belly fat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday while going to get my ring fixed yet again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no I did&lt;/em&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; bend it, &lt;em&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; walk toward Maurices, go in, and proceed to spend $65. (Hey I had a gift card with $20 on it so technically!) There is so a force field around that store. You go within 2 feet and you don't even have to move your feet anymore. The force field guides you in and pulls out your credit card. SERIOUSLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, something I really did do and have to brag about. On Sunday morning we went bowling for the early bird special. On the last game we bowled I so DID beat Phill. He had a 165 and I had a 180. GO ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nighty night blog world. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; going to stay up and watch more TV to rot my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/54/0305855DB764A703679F086AD8A2496C.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-6965425643217064842?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6965425643217064842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=6965425643217064842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/6965425643217064842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/6965425643217064842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-me-monday_19.html' title='Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SXVUzskpi8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YRfjq6cK30s/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-8549897961095545416</id><published>2009-01-14T11:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:33:09.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Legs</title><content type='html'>Oh how I love my comical husband! Lastnight he had me rolling. We bowl every Tuesday night in a league and he always wears shorts, no matter what the degree is outside. He says he'll step on jeans or he sweats. Lastnight it was like -10 or something. So since it was so cold you can imagine all the looks and crap he got lastnight for wearing them. Anyways, he always drops me off at the door like the sweet husband he is, parks, and brings all of our bowling equipment inside. Don't feel too bad, I have one bowling ball compared to his 5! So lastnight he parked and an older lady parked next to him. She was walking in behind him and said "Brrr aren't your legs freezing?" Phill says "No, their fake." He said the ladies eyes bugged out and she stopped in her tracks. He then told her he was kidding and she laughed and laughed. I about busted a gut when he told me this!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-8549897961095545416?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8549897961095545416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=8549897961095545416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8549897961095545416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8549897961095545416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-legs.html' title='No Legs'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-7656688140070216383</id><published>2009-01-13T11:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:31:39.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelor</title><content type='html'>So, what do you think of my new background? I was late taking my Christmas tree down so of course I would be late changing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is anyone else obsessed with the Bachelor/Bachelorette TV shows like I am? I am an addict! Hi, my name is Calie and I'm a bacheloraholic. Not sure why either. Only one couple has ever made it in like 11 seasons! And I am spoiler QUEEN! I love looking for spoilers, especially with this show. &lt;a href="http://www.fansofrealitytv.com"&gt;Fans of Reality TV &lt;/a&gt;is an awesome website for sleuthers. The people that post on these things are amazing! They post screencaps, search the internet everywhere for clues, watch and re-watch the show in slow motion, zoom in at extremely high levels, etc. to find out the winner for all of us regular joe's. So their prediction of Jason-the bachelor's-pick is.......leave now if you don't want to know........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but go to this website all day everyday while the show runs. I also spoil myself with &lt;a href="http://www.greysanatomynews.com/"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.privatepracticeinsider.com/"&gt;Private Practice&lt;/a&gt;. I always know what's coming b/c I can't help myself. I seriously need Spoilers Anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fansofrealitytv.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-7656688140070216383?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7656688140070216383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=7656688140070216383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7656688140070216383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7656688140070216383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/bachelor.html' title='The Bachelor'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-3864910676205342169</id><published>2009-01-12T10:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:10:11.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SWt0JNDelHI/AAAAAAAAABw/mQglil6vG-k/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SWt0JNDelHI/AAAAAAAAABw/mQglil6vG-k/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290449888748672114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! I haven't blogged in a LONG time! That just means I have a lot of things to blog about that I so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; do! My Monday release that I have missed the last few Monday's. So here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the weeks leading up to Christmas Phill &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; threaten almost everyday to take away my wedding ring!!! This &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was not&lt;/span&gt; b/c I scratch him with it nearly everyday. It's not like I mean to but it is quite sharp. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; while helping him pull his t-shirt on ACCIDENTALLY scratch his nipple. He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; scream like a girl and swear that ring was going in the trash!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tuesday before Christmas Phill &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get his wish and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; have to have my wedding ring cut off:( j/k that was not his wish. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; have an allergic reaction and wake up on Tuesday morning not able to remove my ring from my finger. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not &lt;/span&gt;allergic to anything! I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; dump soap, lotion, cooking oil, rub butter, put my hand in ice water for 1 1/2 hours, or have my hand above my heart for 1 hour to try and get the thing off! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; try for 3 hours and finally give in to having it cut off once it turned purple. I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; cry and cry and cry over it while trying to pull it off and then finally relent. Phill also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; make me call Jared, yes "He went to Jared" before I had it cut off to make sure our warranties weren't voided by having another jeweler cut it off in Iowa. Like there was seriously anything I could do had they said yes you are screwed! I then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; have to go ringless during the Christmas holidays exactly one year after Phill proposed to me on Christmas Eve :( My ring is now put back together, looks brand new, and didn't cost us a thing so it's all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to Iowa for the holidays but I had to come back to MN for two days of work on the 29th and 30th. I was all by my lonesome for those two days while Phill stayed back in Iowa. The drive sucked both ways but I did listen to A LOT of Taylor Swift and my new Sex &amp;amp; the City Soundtrack. So I made the trip back safe and sound, BARELY! I so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; almost run into a tree in our front yard! The roads were all clear from the previous nights snow so I thought nothing of it pulling into our driveway. IT WAS ICY! I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; have to crank the wheel with all my might to avoid the tree! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; cringe at the fact that I narrowly avoided having to call my mom to say "Yeah I made the 350 mile drive to get into an accident in front of my house." It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would not&lt;/span&gt; have been a fun conversation to have with her, much less my husband. Phill &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; almost do the same exact thing this past Friday! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;! He listens to his loving wife and took my warning to heart! He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; leave tire tracks showing all the way up to the tree proving he indeed does take warnings very serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was back in Minnesota for those two days Phill was at Geek Week. A week when he gets together with his friends to play video games all week! Loads of fun I know. No, he could seriously be sitting in a bar somewhere instead so I would much rather have him there. They get loud, don't shower as much as they should, and avoid the outside world as much as possible. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; name it Geek Week because that would just be mean! It used to be at our house in Minneapolis but they moved it to Des Moines this year. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; think they moved it to Des Moines b/c of how much FUN I was with them last year! hehe that is HI-larious! I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not &lt;/span&gt;get frustrated a lot when they were here last year while they took up my whole living room, were super loud, and burnt my trash can lid! In all seriousness I really do love those guys but I wasn't a super nice person to them last year. 6 guys and one girl in one small apartment just doesn't mix. I'm super glad they moved it to a guys only corridors this year.&lt;br /&gt;   Burnt trash can lid-you know how most ovens have the vent thing on the back right burner on     the stove top. Well his cousin Luke obviously &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know this. They were making pizzas and         taking out trash. The trash was right by the stove. They put the trash lid on top of the stove.     They smelled burning plastic and SURPRISE, a hole through the lid! Luke did make it up to us for our wedding present though. He got us a stainless steel trash can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm by myself for those two days which I hate. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am not &lt;/span&gt;a scaredy cat! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; check underneath the beds, in the closets, behind the curtains, in the showers, etc. before falling asleep for the boogie mean or bats. Yes, I'm terrified of bats! We used to have them in our house when I was little from our chimney. Ick! But I'm over that and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; search everywhere and sleep with the hallway light on. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, I am a grown woman and can handle being alone. On Tuesday night I had to bowl so I had to hurry home and eat dinner beforehand. I didn't have any cold pop so I stuck one in the freezer to cool it down fast before bowling. I so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; forget about the pop in the freezer! I go bowl, come home, and go to bed at 11pm. 12am rolls around and BAM! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; think someone was in the house and started sweating profusely. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; contemplate grabbing my phone and calling 911 before realizing what the noise actually was. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; just clean up the huge mess in my freezer this past week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; just get my Christmas tree down on Saturday night at midnight. I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; take down all the outdoor patio decor at midnight in the frigid cold instead of doing it during the day like I was supposed to. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; nap instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to get my kitchen decorated this weekend with my grape/wine theme, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; go to Miachel's and spend $32 on fake grapes! Phill &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; question my sanity. The kitchen looks cute though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for me! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;do a lot of things these past few weeks. Leave me some comments with what you so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't do&lt;/span&gt; this past week. I guarantee you it will make you laugh and feel better. Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-3864910676205342169?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3864910676205342169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=3864910676205342169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/3864910676205342169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/3864910676205342169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SWt0JNDelHI/AAAAAAAAABw/mQglil6vG-k/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-8994683204350956009</id><published>2008-12-15T11:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:42:39.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not me! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SUaNujnPKDI/AAAAAAAAABg/UkuepEEhJlU/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SUaNujnPKDI/AAAAAAAAABg/UkuepEEhJlU/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280063444111796274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, another week and I remembered to do Not me! Monday!! YIPPEE! It is frigid outside and I wish I was at home sleeping in my warm bed right now, but to pass the time I will blog for your entertainment :) Let's see, what did I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not do &lt;/span&gt;this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;spill coffee on myself at work twice in one week. The first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was not&lt;/span&gt; at a staff meeting in front of all my colleagues on a very white shirt! The second was again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not on&lt;/span&gt; a white shirt that did not come out with all the water I threw on it. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; sit at the front desk all day with a huge coffee stain on my shirt! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am not&lt;/span&gt; a clutz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;watch lifetime movies ALL DAY yesterday! I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; coax Phill into sitting through one as well :) He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; make wise cracks through the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, whilst Christmas shopping for Phill, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get lost. The directions were simple and I'd been there before!! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; end up on the complete wrong side of town. And after 45 minutes of searching I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get to my destination only to find they were CLOSED!! Anyone care to buy me a GPS thing for Christmas? Anyone?!? I have an awesome sense of direction ;) Ever seen the episode of Friends when they are in London and Joey gets into his map?!? Yeah, I made my friend Jenny do that while I was out in New York visiting her. It was pretty comical if you had been there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SUaR1AQapjI/AAAAAAAAABo/W5BeWIV3Mtw/s1600-h/jenny+in+her+map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SUaR1AQapjI/AAAAAAAAABo/W5BeWIV3Mtw/s320/jenny+in+her+map.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280067952926434866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Truth be told, I am a lot like Joey and his map. If I don't know where I am I have to remember exactly which way I turned to get back out b/c I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; know my Never Eat Shredded Wheat! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have not&lt;/span&gt; gotten lost in Mount Pleasant, IA in the circle subdivisions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; stay in my pj's all day! Then on Phill and I's 8:45pm run to Target when they close at 9pm I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; make him wait b/c I needed to put a dab of makeup on to cover my nasty Aunt Flo zits. Then at the last minute I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; run back into the apartment to throw a bra on for fear of us getting into an accident and worrying about what the rescue guys would think! Target is only A BLOCK AWAY! Nope, not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get up at 3:30am this morning and sit on the couch afraid of the dark for a half hour by myself. It was so windy lastnight that the power went out. I woke up to Phill snoring at 3:30am. I have a big box fan I use to drown out his snores and when the power went off he woke me. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;get up to investigate, grab flashlights, and go outside in the hall to make sure it wasn't just our apartment. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;worry that I didn't pay the electric bill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all I've got for today! PLEASE leave me some comments. I only got 1 from last Monday :( I promise to leave you some comments if you leave me some!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-8994683204350956009?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8994683204350956009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=8994683204350956009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8994683204350956009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8994683204350956009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-me-monday_15.html' title='Not me! Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SUaNujnPKDI/AAAAAAAAABg/UkuepEEhJlU/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-5109273843508781242</id><published>2008-12-11T16:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:23:01.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hilarious Mistype</title><content type='html'>So I'm talking to my mamasita on msn mere minutes ago about a new mattress and bed for her house. She only has two twin beds upstairs so when Phill &amp;amp; I come back to Iowa and stay at her house we push the two twin mattresses together on the floor and make do. It's not very comfortable at all! So anyways she is buying us a full sized bed so we can stay together more often when we come home. I'm telling her to not get too expensive of one since we aren't there all that often. Here's how it went down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol says:&lt;br /&gt;found mattress today so were going to tal;k about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calie says:&lt;br /&gt;make it cheap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calie your not a cheap lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calie says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calie says:&lt;br /&gt;didn't mean to put that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calie says:&lt;br /&gt;your a silly panties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol says:&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calie says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! My silly panties Mamasita said that! Love her lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-5109273843508781242?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5109273843508781242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=5109273843508781242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/5109273843508781242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/5109273843508781242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/hilarious-mistype.html' title='A Hilarious Mistype'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-2368938133890185445</id><published>2008-12-08T10:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:01:58.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/ST1RNWqt9HI/AAAAAAAAABY/G-HE3ACGyOk/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/ST1RNWqt9HI/AAAAAAAAABY/G-HE3ACGyOk/s320/NotMeMonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277463628212991090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd edition of Not Me Monday. I missed it last week and I was very sad on Tuesday. I considered doing one on Tuesday and pretending it was Monday.  Well here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; buy a $125 Guess purse from &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com"&gt;www.Zappos.com&lt;/a&gt;. I would never spend that much money on a bag, NEVER! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; excuse the huge purchase by telling Phill that I returned a pair of $83 shoes to them so I had to use the store credit! This &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was not&lt;/span&gt; a lie, I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; could not&lt;/span&gt; have gotten the money put back on my credit card to spend on non frivolous things. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; avoid telling him how much it was for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight at Applebee's I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;order their Chicken Broccoli Pasta Alfredo without the broccoli. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;, only REALLY picky people do that sort of thing! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have never&lt;/span&gt; been that way. Nope, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while making banana chocolate chip muffins I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; use really old brown sugar instead of going out to buy new fresh sugar. It wasn't that hard, it just wouldn't move at all when you shook the canister.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I didn't have&lt;/span&gt; to hammer it out with a knife to make the 1/2 cup I needed. I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; use this same hard brown sugar to make lil' cheddar meatballs on Friday night and neglect to get new stuff at the store on Saturday while grocery shopping. Not, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not me&lt;/span&gt;, because I of course make grocery shopping lists the night before ;) Also, while making the muffins I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;steal baking soda out of our refrigerator fresh baking soda pack. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; have to cut through the mesh to get at this baking soda to keep myself from having to make a trip to the store. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not &lt;/span&gt;make do with just about anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; start putting up the Christmas tree decorations and decor at 10:30pm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No way, I did not &lt;/span&gt;procrastinate all day and not finish until 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Phill and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; put up Christmas lights outside while it was pouring down snow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, we are smarter than that and decided to wait until a warmer day. I also&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; spend 40 minutes outside trying to get the icicle light to twinkle! 4 strands and I got 3 to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phill and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have not&lt;/span&gt; had to run to Target about 5 times this weekend because we forgot things for our holiday decorating. Our lights weren't long enough, we didn't have a splitter to connect more than one string of lights to an outlet, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am not&lt;/span&gt; addicted to Welch's Strawberry pop which is so terribly bad for you with all its sugars and artificial flavors! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not &lt;/span&gt;ask Phill to pick me one up at the gas station every other night on his way home from work and get one EVERY time I go to Target. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No way&lt;/span&gt;, I have way more self control than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all today! Leave me some comments about your not me's of the last week. I love seeing and reading comments and I don't get very many:( I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do not &lt;/span&gt;check them quite often;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/stan0450/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-2368938133890185445?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2368938133890185445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=2368938133890185445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/2368938133890185445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/2368938133890185445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/ST1RNWqt9HI/AAAAAAAAABY/G-HE3ACGyOk/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-4712540950529937453</id><published>2008-12-04T08:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:22:08.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend Update A Little Late</title><content type='html'>Long time no update! I dread coming back to work after a long weekend. This week has been sooooooo looooooong! I am living on coffee and after work naps. Yes Phill &amp;amp; I do take naps about 3 nights a week. They are wonderful and I dread the day we have to give them up, that day called parenthood! Not that I'm not excited for parenthood but I love my naps for now and will continue until that day comes! Okay so on to Thanksgiving weekend and all of it's excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;We went home on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; about midday thinking we could sneak out of the city before traffic. WRONG! Though Phill did learn his lesson and drive this time. Traffic was BAD so I slept through it and listened to Phill pipe up about every 10 minutes! We got home at a decent time and I went over to my sisters to bake pies with her and my friend Joy who is also my sister's sister-in-law. We made yummy apple pie and pumpkin pie. We had leftover pumpkin filling so we filled a pie pan with no crust and baked that. It was quite yummy but looked like baby food on our plates! For some reason this crapped my sister and I up and we stood in the kitchen scooping the baby food onto plates just busting a gut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; was Thanksgiving and it was YUMMY! Mashed potatoes and gravy, egg noodles, stuffing, corn, chocolate pie, pumpkin pie, my mouth is watering all over again. I can do without the turkey, I never eat that on Thanksgiving, but nonetheless it was there. Top the yummy meal off with diet coke and grenadine! IT WAS GOOD! This was all at my Aunt Oove's house in the afternoon. Next, Phill &amp;amp; I went to his mom and dad's for dinner. This included mashed potatoes and gravy, stuffing, sweet potatoes, corn, pea salad, oh and yes, the turkey. Love Thanksgiving, it's my excuse to be a pig! Finally, I ended up at the Kelly household-my sister-in-law's for game night. We played Would You Rather and had a lot of fun. Would You Rather asks you questions like...Would You Rather On a first date, wear a T-shirt that says, "I'm With Stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;-OR-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a T-shirt that asks, "Who Cut the Cheese"?&lt;br /&gt;It is very entertaining! I love games! I have a bunch but Phill doesn't enjoy them. When I come home I have to get my fill hehe Phill of them! My friends would always and still do play games when we get together so it's a tradition. The only time I can remember Phill really getting into games was with my friends a few years back. We were playing charades and it was boys against girls. We made up ridiculous things for the guys to act out and they were determined to win this game. Our tasks were a little bit easier to do and we were more experienced charades players anyways ;)  Phill's turn was up and he went all out. By the time the games was over he had pit stains and was sweating profusely. My friends could not stop laughing at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways Thanksgiving day was good but was not without it's problems. I have allergy asthma and am pretty much allergic to everything under the sun! Seriously, on our honeymoon we were right by the ocean in Jamaica and guess what, I was allergic to the ocean!! We went in to swim and came out to lay out on the beach chairs. I was itchy but didn't think anything of it. Phill looked over at me 5 minutes later and said "Honey, I think we need to go. You have hives all over!" I was covered in hives and looked very silly! We went straight to our hotel room where they were cleaning it so I had to wait 10 more minutes to get in the shower. Ugh! I am also super allergic to cats! My allergies haven't been with me all of my life. I started becoming allergic to everything at about 21 and it has progressively gotten worse. Along with allergies I have allergy asthma! When Phill &amp;amp; I first moved up here we brought along his childhood cat. For some reason I was fine with her, I would sneeze if I was around her like all day but it was no big deal. She passed aways a few years ago and a few months after that we picked up another kitten from Phill's aunt. We named her Ginger Anne Bloom and we love her. Unfortunately my nose does not. My allergy asthma took a turn for the worst when she moved in. I wanted so desperately to keep her and I suffered for a long time. Phill's mom had agreed to keep her for us so we could still see her when we came home. I would have her all ready to move to Iowa and then say NO she is not leaving and suffer for another week. Finally it got so bad that we did bring her to his moms. Problem now is his mom and dad had also brought home their own cat from her sister's house and Phill's sister did as well. So sometimes there are 3 cats at that house. His parents are truly wonderful though. Whenever I come over they clean the whole house, put the cats in the basement, and bring out the air purifier. They spent $200 on this air purifier last Christmas so I could be there with them! They are truly wonderful in-laws. So they did the same for Thanksgiving but for some reason my asthma flared up anyway. I only stayed for 2 hours and then had to leave b/c silly me didn't bring my emergency albuterol inhaler home! If I would have stayed to long it would have been bad. When I got to the Kelly's for game night I was breathing fine. About an hour in I was a mess again! They don't have any animals inside so I don't know what the deal was. They have cats living outside and in the garage so I have no idea what my deal was. I left there house wheezing and a mess. Phill stayed at my parents house that night and we were up almost all night! I couldn't breath and had no inhaler. I would doze off and wake up gasping for air. I called the ER asking if they could just give me an inhaler but that was a no go, the doctor would have to see me.  Sorry not spending hundreds of dollars for a $6 inhaler. I made it through the night and took my Advair which is an everyday asthma controller and it kicked in within an hour.  Scary night though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday &lt;/span&gt;was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Friday&lt;/span&gt;! My mom and I have went shopping together on this day for years! It is so fun! Weaving in and out of stores and all the craziness for some reason is fun for us. My sister has started going for the last 2 years and I secretly think she loves it too! I think I love it more for the time I have with my mom and sister rather than the bargains. We left our house at 4:30am and arrived at Wal-Mart around 5am. Wal-Mart was SCARY this year. Electronics was a zoo and pretty much a traffic jam at a stand still. Phill wanted a hard drive which I missed out on in the craziness. One guy in electronics yelled in the crowd, "Don't budge in line or it's going to get ugly!" Then some girl kept hitting my heels with her cart. I turned around and said "Excuse me!" She said "Well I need to get through" I said "Well so do I but nobody's moving so please stop!" JEEZ PEOPLE! Our next stop was Shopko who had the most efficient checkout lanes and was our fastest stop. They had a guy with a big balloon that marked the end of the line. You could see him from anywhere in the store. Good job Shopko!! Next was Target:( SLOWEST LINES EVER! We waited in line for 1 1/2 hours! Luckily Joy was working at Starbucks which had a line of it's own, but she was super friendly to all the customers and made me some YUMMY coffee. I only had Starbucks coffee about 3 times last weekend! Wow that's about $14 I spent on 3 cups of coffee! YIKES! Don't tell Phill b/c I have already had it 2 times this week! We then went out to eat breakfast at Hy-Vee and them my sister and I went on to shop at Kohl's and Target while my mom went home to rest. All in all it was a fun morning and I snagged the Sex &amp;amp; The City movie for $8 so I was happy. Also, my sister and I got bluetooth headsets for our cell phones and one for her hubby. We all had fun playing with those all weekend! "Are you talking on your tooth?" "Why yes I am" hehe There fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;I went shopping AGAIN with my sister. Yes, we went to Maurices and no the bill wasn't pretty. We walked out of there spending $198 and $120 respectively. Enough said about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Sunday &lt;/span&gt;was traveling day. It was snowing in Iowa so we decided to leave early. We took off at about noon and headed home. We made a quick stop in Cedar Falls to see my friend Danielle and her hubby. I hadn't seen her since the wedding and really miss her lots. We then started out again with me driving! EEK! I made it to Charles City which is about 45 mins. south of Mason City when the roads starting getting bad. I slowed down and was doing fine. I jumped onto I-35 N. when things got ugly. Phill was lying down in the passenger seat but awake because he knew I was nervous. I was going to take the next exit for gas and to switch drivers so the calm one in this relationship could drive us the rest of the way home. NOT SO FAST! So there is this bridge right when you get on 35 that is slicker than snot. I made it over the bridge when the SUV in front of me brakes suddenly. I precede to tap on the brakes and my little Olds and I lost control. I fish tailed all over the road and spun around the opposite way in the ditch! SCARY! I started balling my eyes out. Phill calmed me and we called AAA to come get us out. It was about a 30 minute wait but our car is not damaged and we are both okay. Phill did hurt his neck pretty bad though since he was originally laying back but when I started fish tailing an then he leaned up and had is neck unsupported. We almost hit a pole though so we are lucky we missed that. Once we had come to a stop you could see the pole out the side mirrors just feet away. A cop did come check on us too and waited on the shoulder until the tow truck came. 50+ cars ended up in ditches and medians just in Mason City alone that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Funny story while we were waiting for the tow truck. We were waiting for Frank's Auto Repair &amp;amp; Towing Service. So it had been about 15 minutes and I saw a vehicle start driving towards the shoulder. I said "Is that Frank" Phill says "No honey, that's not Frank!" as the car drives straight into the ditch, whips around, and comes to a stop a few feet away from us! The guy was okay and later on when I realized what I had said, I couldn't stop laughing! After being pulled out it was 30mph for the next 45 minutes until we hit the Minnesota border. Once into Minnesota the roads weren't so bad. So all in all a 5 1/2 hour trip turned into an 8 hour one but we made it home safe so that's all that matters. Thank you God for protecting us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;This week &lt;/span&gt;has been pretty boring.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have all of a sudden become more of a klutz than usual. Yesterday I was wearing a white shirt and spilled coffee all over me in our staff meeting. Ugh! This morning I have spilled coffee on my shirt 4 times already! Luckily I'm not wearing white today. But the coffee tastes very yummy. If you like flavored creamers you should try Italian Sweet Cream, it is sooooo good! Thanks sister Sam for introducing me to it! I still haven't put my Christmas decorations up yet. I do have the actual tree up but it's naked for now. I also just got a new purse from&lt;a href="www.zappos.com"&gt; www.zappos.com&lt;/a&gt;. This place is awesome! You don't have to pay for shipping and I ordered it on Tuesday and got it on Wednesday! I have ordered from them 3 times now and every item I have received the very next day! They are where my famous green Nina's from my wedding day came from! Here is the purse and the famous green nina's-pic. taken by Shaina Pearce Photography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/STgGBOTSg5I/AAAAAAAAABI/IaHA3cK2prE/s1600-h/my+new+purse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/STgGBOTSg5I/AAAAAAAAABI/IaHA3cK2prE/s320/my+new+purse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275973581553173394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/STgG6KlkafI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MgUNGCLtZto/s1600-h/green+nina%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/STgG6KlkafI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MgUNGCLtZto/s320/green+nina%27s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275974559808645618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post was really really long. I guess that's what happens when I don't update for over a week. We'll talk soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-4712540950529937453?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4712540950529937453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=4712540950529937453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/4712540950529937453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/4712540950529937453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-weekend-update-little-late.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend Update A Little Late'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/STgGBOTSg5I/AAAAAAAAABI/IaHA3cK2prE/s72-c/my+new+purse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-4869567708603115056</id><published>2008-11-24T10:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:23:23.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been reading another blog &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;http://www.mycharmingkids.net&lt;/a&gt; for a little while now. She is a mother of 4 and is very funny and real. She has an amazing story about her 4th child who is truly a miracle. Go read all about him! Every Monday she does a blog titled Not Me Monday. A way of being fearlessly honest about your week by covering it up with not me's and trying to look all innocent.  So here's my first attempt at a Not Me Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did no&lt;/span&gt;t put up my Christmas tree already last week, before Thanksgiving. I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; have to read the instructions on how to put it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend on our way to Phill's sisters I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; get confused in a roundabout and make the driver behind me very angry. Not me. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; hate those awesome "supposedly" safer intersections.  grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; wake up and startle my sleeping husband in the passenger seat by angrily yelling at drivers to GET OUT of the fast lane! No way, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not me&lt;/span&gt;. I am a calm and sensible driver with absolutely NO road rage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at Phill's sisters for our annual pre-Thanksgiving bowling tournament, I most certainly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;bowl a 105 TWICE! No way, I bowl way better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight, on our way home, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; scream at the car (Phill) for Taco Bell putting lettuce on my tacos when I asked for no lettuce. The guy even repeated our order back to us and they still messed it up! And they most certainly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; put lettuce on it again when I took it back in for them to re-do.  I most certainly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; tell Phill how horrible Taco Bell is and vow to never eat there again.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will not&lt;/span&gt; be eating there this Wednesday on our way back to Iowa for Thanksgiving! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this one is about Phill b/c it was so hilarious not to write about it. Phill &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;slam full force into the door of a Kum &amp;amp; Go TWICE by failing to read the sign on the door that said PULL! He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; try one door and think it was broke and go to the next door doing the exact same thing again. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; try and spit out in between doors "It says pull" but couldn't get it out b/c of all my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was my first attempt. Go over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;www.mycharmingkids.net&lt;/a&gt; and see what other people&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; did not&lt;/span&gt; do this week! Have a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-4869567708603115056?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4869567708603115056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=4869567708603115056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/4869567708603115056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/4869567708603115056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-8948736056719484723</id><published>2008-11-19T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:26:06.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SSSScx3b8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/W-jPfc-zSJY/s1600-h/smile+shutter+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SSSScx3b8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/W-jPfc-zSJY/s320/smile+shutter+fun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270498487050170466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-8948736056719484723?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8948736056719484723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=8948736056719484723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8948736056719484723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/8948736056719484723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SSSScx3b8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/W-jPfc-zSJY/s72-c/smile+shutter+fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-5855942522232050299</id><published>2008-11-18T15:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:14:06.009-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Tired Tuesday</title><content type='html'>So, I really do mean to blog more but I guess my life is pretty boring as of late. Plus, last week was a pretty crappy week. I had crazy pains in my legs and was super tired. I did finally figure out the culprit to my ailments though and have stopped taking the med. I was on that was causing all of it. This week I am almost pain free! The weekend was awesome though! We FINALLY bought a vacuum! The Bissell Healthy Home Vacuum. And since we bought this particular vacuum from Target we got a $50 gift card! Our apartment was DISGUSTING!! Phill vacuumed it 5 TIMES and it's still picking stuff up! It is bagless and watching all that nastiness swirl around was gross. He had to empty the canister several times and tell me what he saw in it too! Thanks honey! Did I mention how amazing my husband is? He gained MAJOR bonus points this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He vacuumed our apartment 5 times with the new vacuum between Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday. We got home with it and he immediately put it together and went to work. I didn't even ask! He may have been just as excited about a new vacuum as my mom got when she got a Dyson! He was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;-Sunday he was trying to get stains out of our carpet with the good ol' Woolite and saw more crap accumulating by the floor boards. He grabbed the vacuum and was off again!&lt;br /&gt;-He put up my new curtain rod and curtains which I love. Now instead of a comforter for our curtains we have actual pretty curtains!&lt;br /&gt;-He made a yummy supper for us Sunday night. Cajun chicken, friend potatoes, and corn!&lt;br /&gt;-He gave me a back massage with lotion on Friday night because I still felt crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him lots! All of these things I didn't even ask him to do! While he was vacuuming on Saturday he let me go and spend money at Maurices! Okay, Maurices is my weakness. I LOVE that store. I could spend all day in that store and my whole bank account. My sister called on Saturday to tell me she had went to Maurices and what she got, etc. I HAD to go right? I did get a good deal though. I had a 20% off card and my punch card was full so that was an additional $10 off. I practically got one free shirt! Though, Maurices is way more fun when I'm with my sister Sam. She also has a Maurices weakness. We know almost all the ladies that work there at the one in Iowa where she lives. One sales girl in particular knows our tastes very well. We will go in and pick a few things out, go into the dressing room and start trying on. Within a few minutes the sales girl is throwing heaps of clothes over to us to also try on. Those are the times we cannot get out of that store for less than $70 a piece, know matter how many coupons we may have! Then we go home and have a fashion show for our mother. When she asks us how much each item was, we knock it down at least $5 or $10!! hehe I miss fashion shows:( I also miss shopping from my sisters closet :( Living far away sure does stink sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty uneventful so far. Our morning was less than perfect. Phill started drinking coffee all of a sudden which I think is the cutest! I now make coffee for the both of us every morning. We both really like cinnamon bun creamer! We only have 2 coffee mugs, one good one and one that you have to be careful with. I get the good one that the lid screws onto because I ride the bus. If you have never had to ride a bus well than good for you! Sudden stops, people cramming on the bus and knocking you with their book bags, lead foots, hard brakers, etc. are not good for hot coffee drinkers. I haven't encountered to many good bus drivers! I could write on and on about how much I hate taking the bus! So I get the good coffee mug to avoid spills. Anyways, the other coffee mug just has a regular lid. You have to hang onto the lid and mug when you take drinks or it may pop off. I speak from experience which I will get to in a minute. I warned Phill about this. So this morning he puts the mug in the cup holder in our car. The cup doesn't quite fit due to the handle being in the way. So he's driving and goes to turn and all of a sudden his butt is wet and burning! He is wearing khakis! He is less than a mile from work and already late! He goes into work with a brown &amp;amp; wet butt!! Poor guy! Not the best way to start your morning with Folgers on your butt!! Come to think of it, the good coffee mug I use HE got from work! How ironic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mishaps with the not so good coffee mug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I got the good coffee mug I would use this. I was running for the bus one day trying to get to work. Can you see where this is going? I make it to the bus, swipe my buss pass and turn to find a seat. Someone has their bag sticking out into the aisle. I was trying to put my bus pass away and carrying coffee so I of course didn't see it. I trip, fall onto my knees, and spill coffee all over myself and the aisle! I even managed to rip a hole in the knee of my pant leg! BAD DAY THAT WAS! That's not all though. I brought the mug to church with me! We are up singing and worshiping and I take a sip WITHOUT holding the lid in place. Coffee goes all down the front of my WHITE shirt! AAAHH! Phill can't contain his laughter but does let me borrow his fleece jacket to wear for the rest of the service. By the way Sam, thanks for that WONDERFUL coffee mug! Well it's about quittin' time. More on my adventures later this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-5855942522232050299?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5855942522232050299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=5855942522232050299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/5855942522232050299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/5855942522232050299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/tired-tuesday.html' title='Tired Tuesday'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-7752919185006158273</id><published>2008-11-10T08:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:45:21.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Summary</title><content type='html'>Well the weekend is over and I'm back to the weekly grind :( I didn't do a whole lot this weekend but as always it was eventful. Phillip and I went shopping on Saturday to take a few returns back and hopefully buy a vacuum. Our house hasn't been vacuumed in about 4 months (no I'm not exaggerating, probably underestimating). DO NOT TELL MY MOTHER! She is a clean freak and would probably hop in her car along with her rixpensive Dyson to come save me from my dirty carpet! I have allergies so this is a bad thing! Now, we got A LOT of gift cards for our wedding presents. Some from Kohl's, Wal-Mart, &amp;amp; Target but the most from Target. The plan this weekend was to buy a vacuum from Target. I carry all the gift cards with me in my purse in case we decide we would like to make a "house" purchase at a moments notice. So we are in the mall buying bedroom curtains and taking back a shirt I don't like. We get all that done when I reach for my cell phone to check the time. The cell phone was tucked in with the gift cards. THE POCKET IS EMPTY!! I FREAK OUT! "Phill there all gone, the money, my cell phone, EVERYTHING!" Followed by frantically searching my purse and emptying it out in men's clothing while beginning to have a melt down. This is in Herberger's by the way. My search comes up empty handed so I run back to the counter where I returned my shirt hoping I dropped them. NOTHING. Phill is madly following me b/c by this point I'm running through the store like a mad woman. Next, off to JcPenny where we purchased our curtains. I'm literally running through the mall by now! I probably looked crazy to all the shoppers, and take note that this was a Saturday so I'm knocking into people on my way. Poor Phill, I left him in the dust! Get to JcPenny and no luck! Phill comes in and finds me and demands the car keys. He's about had enough of his crazy wife at this point. I hand them over and the tears start to flow. I slowly follow him out to the car and there in the back seat are the gift cards and my phone:) He is more leveled headed than me and figured I dropped them in the car. If only I could listen to him before freaking out I would save myself a lot of stress. I had in fact dropped them in the car while leaning over to pick up my return bag. I shed some tears in the backseat, he hugged me and made me feel better, and we were on our way for more shopping fun! By the time we get to Target we are both in sour moods from the gift card extravaganza that we decide to call it a day and return to our dirty apartment without a vacuum. We both are the types of people that like to look up countless reviews before we settle and I have yet to find a "great" vacuum per people's reviews anyway. Dyson's get good reviews but the gift cards sadly don't add up $450. We did however buy a dust buster from Wal-Mart. Maybe I can talk Phill into just vacuuming the whole apartment with that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else happened this weekend? Phill &amp;amp; I came home on Friday night and slept from 5-8 and then I returned to bed at 10:30 and slept until 10:30 Saturday morning! I must have been tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor last week and she told me I need to cut milk out of my diet for a week and then slowly add it in the following week. I'm supposed to keep a food diary during the two weeks to find out my triggers. This is all to help my gastrointestinal issues. CUT MILK OUT OF MY DIET!?! Have you met me? Cereal is a food group for me! I could eat it all day everyday! However, I told her I would make an effort starting Monday. Well today is Monday and so far I've had coffee with creamer in it and a bagel with yummy cream cheese. I foresee procrastinating this task as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly today, my sister Sam recently told me about this website-&lt;a href="http://flylady.com"&gt;http://flylady.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives you ideas for making your life less hectic. Small steps to putting your house together and keeping it that way. One of the tasks is trying to make your bed everyday. So I've been trying to do this b/c when I walk into my bedroom it does make me feel better having a made bed. I'm not so good at it though. Does it count if the bed doesn't get made until 6:30pm? Another piece of advice I'm trying from the website is preparing for tomorrow the night before by setting my clothes out, getting my lunch ready, etc. I am chronically late these days so I need all the help I can get. I'm not sure where I inherited this chronic lateness for my mother is always AT LEAST 15 minutes early to everything and always has been. She gets so irritated when I come home and make her late for things. So in an effort to get to work on time this morning I laid out my clothes, got my lunch ready and packed, and set my coffee maker to start at 7am. Everything was going as planned, I was on time and ready to go. We head out the door and get in the car when I realize, I have no idea where my bus pass is? I ride the city bus to work everyday b/c Phill &amp;amp; I share one car, a bus doesn't go to his work, and parking on the university campus where I work is very costly. So not being able to find my bus pass threw a wrench in things. Phill decides he will take me to work today and hopefully my bus pass is sitting at work. We pull out of the garage and I realize I have forgotten my coffee all nicely prepared with yummy cinnamon bun creamer and a few heaping spoonfuls of sugar. As I was debating running back inside the radio guy says "How can you forget to put your wedding ring on" Uh, Phill did! So, it's decided, I shall go back inside to grab my coffee and Phill's wedding ring. So instead of getting out of the house at 7:30, it is now 7:42. Ugh!! I tried! The sad thing is, when I got to work my bus pass was indeed not here. I also realized I lost my office keys that also have my apartment keys on them. What is with me this weekend!?! My only hope is both my bus pass and keys are in the coat I wore on Friday. Otherwise it's going to be a week of replacing things :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1710845479016514695-7752919185006158273?l=caliebloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7752919185006158273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1710845479016514695&amp;postID=7752919185006158273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7752919185006158273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1710845479016514695/posts/default/7752919185006158273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caliebloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend-summary.html' title='Weekend Summary'/><author><name>CalieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751815849230195971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLOy28sPMo/SRroav37wRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XiZBO8TeGd0/S220/phillip+%26+I-honeymoon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1710845479016514695.post-1117018593975517950</id><published>2008-11-05T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:45:09.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've decided to start blogging!</title><content type='html'>Hello blogger world! My name is Calie and I'm so excited to get to know you. After months of contemplating starting a blog, I now officially have a page! Don't know if I'll be any good at this but here goes nothing! For my first post I figured I would just put some facts up about me to help you get to know me better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am 25 years old and live in Minnesota with my husband Phillip. We were married October 11, 2008 but have been together for nearly 8 years!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are both originally from southeast Iowa and miss our families and Iowa very much. We hope to someday move back there and start a family. We have been in Minnesota though for 4 years and do like living up here. We finally found a decent apartment-you know one where things get fixed, no noisy neighbors who think it's cool to run on a treadmill at all hours of the day and night in the apartment above you (seriously sounds like an elephant is coming through the ceiling), no neighbors who deal drugs, beat each other up, etc. It's nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have 2 sisters, 1 brother, and 6 nieces and nephews (a set of twins even)! I love my family more than anything! Phill &amp;amp; I go home often to see them. Phill has 3 sisters (a set of twins) and 4 nephews, not nieces. He swears we will have all girls! He is the youngest child and boy does it show at times!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a chronic procrastinator. We've been married almost a month and I have yet to finish my thank-you cards. Okay, really I have barely even started! I've completely maybe a handful and that was from bridal shower gifts. I dread having to do thank-you's. I would pay someone to do them for me. Any takers?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, I really have asked my blog name's question before! Multiple times as I have forgotten more than once. If you haven't guessed, I am blonde! My good cousin-in-law Luke had the joy of explaining the answer to me a couple of years ago!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love nerds blizzards!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bowl on a bowling league on Tuesday nights with my hubby. This is my second year and I still suck! Phill's whole family bowls and they finally cracked me a couple of years ago. His nephew Dylan who is 10 can usually beat me in the game :( But, I do have a really pretty bowling bag that is purple and pretty purplish bowling shoes. So, at least I suck in style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Okay well enough about me today! Hope I didn't bore you too much. 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