<?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-8855314705973134236</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:53:01.000-08:00</updated><category term='Moi'/><title type='text'>BigestBrat</title><subtitle type='html'>Little bit of everything, little bit of nothing.......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6933415798598645468</id><published>2010-01-03T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:54:29.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>Where to start....&lt;br /&gt;I vow to totally take better care of myself. I will exercise more, I will not eat fried foods, I will cut down or stop the diet sodas, I will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; stop drinking beer unless it is a special &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;, be a better mom and wife.&lt;br /&gt;As I have hit the big 30 I have looked at my life and really thought about what I want and what I need to do. I do want to live as long as possible and be healthy. I also want to be a healthy person for my kids and my future grand kids if we ever have them and I pray we will but many many years later from now.&lt;br /&gt;Over the last 4 years I have tried the whole I will loose weight this year and always do but not for me or because I want to. So I always gain it back. Well now I want to. I don't want to be skinny. I don't want to just loose weight or to fit into smaller cloths. I want to be better to me and to my body. As this body has put up with a lot of crap. I want to be better and that is all.&lt;br /&gt;So I am vowing this to me and only me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6933415798598645468?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6933415798598645468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6933415798598645468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6933415798598645468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6933415798598645468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4580325801272573885</id><published>2009-11-15T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:57:24.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been forever.</title><content type='html'>So I have not done this whole blog thing and a long time now. I totally blame, Hope4grace, as she totally got me hooked on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. Damn it! So not only has she done that to me but she also got me to play games on there like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Farmville&lt;/span&gt; and now Cafe world. Crap! I really did not want to play these games and now look me I am hooked. Other than that I was doing my sons football which finally ended today. Thank God! The only bad thing out of that is I did meet a lot of new friends I will miss talking to and the trophy that my son got today he broke it's arm off....Yes I am mad and he has already cried himself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see here not much has really changed since the last time I posted. Sissy has gotten braces and is doing well with them. She is also growing up. She is getting really tall and really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thinning&lt;/span&gt; out. She is also getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;. Totally changing in so many ways. She just had her 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party and man you would think she was 13 or so. I all heard and still hear is, "When am I getting a cell phone?"  NOT! I don't think so lady.&lt;br /&gt;The man is doing really well in Primary training. He loves flying if only they would fly him more. He is always cancelled for one reason or another. That sucks but it also means we will be here longer.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of longer....My lease is up very soon. But we got a huge surprise at the door the other day. The man who owns my house is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FORECLOSING&lt;/span&gt;! So I now have 20 days to contact the court to let them know if I am interested in this house. I got a huge stack of papers telling me everything about this house and the fees and all the details about the current mortgage info and what this man has and has not paid along with all the list of charges he is being charged. So I think we might be buying this house. It is really cheap. It will decrease my payment a lot...That is all I am saying about that. If we do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Iwill&lt;/span&gt; tell you more later.&lt;br /&gt;As for me I am still looking for a job and still taking care of everyone around here. I do think that is all about me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay well I am letting you go now. Have a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-4580325801272573885?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4580325801272573885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4580325801272573885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4580325801272573885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4580325801272573885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-has-been-forever.html' title='It has been forever.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4471043515997115737</id><published>2009-09-29T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:14:12.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pics.</title><content type='html'>So here is a ton of random pics for you all. Have fun!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmiCx1lUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xg2K_CSOYbA/s1600-h/football+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980839336023362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmiCx1lUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xg2K_CSOYbA/s400/football+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Bubbas foot was broke he also got sick. SO while he was out sick one day we hit Wal-mart for some shopping. Bubba found these mask. So he wore them around the store while I shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmbcShOcI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ozz4qCNcFfg/s1600-h/football+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980725924903362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmbcShOcI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ozz4qCNcFfg/s400/football+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But before we could go shopping we had to find the right one to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmVYAtr0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/GcL7Mok0dEg/s1600-h/football+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980621697265474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmVYAtr0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/GcL7Mok0dEg/s400/football+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best one. It won. He even scared a few people with this clown. Very real looking huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmNuZMhyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sNIs-SwsxhQ/s1600-h/football+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980490266576674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmNuZMhyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sNIs-SwsxhQ/s400/football+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so one day we headed out to fin new places we have not been. First we stopped in downtown P'cola. It was nice and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmFIOMV6I/AAAAAAAAAeA/gPwC-bQZBQg/s1600-h/football+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980342580926370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmFIOMV6I/AAAAAAAAAeA/gPwC-bQZBQg/s400/football+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJl9nLaOAI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jmfeS-H-vWI/s1600-h/football+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980213451798530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJl9nLaOAI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jmfeS-H-vWI/s400/football+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJl2UK5RDI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lm5K-Q7CFJo/s1600-h/football+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980088090281010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJl2UK5RDI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lm5K-Q7CFJo/s400/football+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlvYmD0NI/AAAAAAAAAdo/t-QItgrNKIA/s1600-h/football+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979969018876114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlvYmD0NI/AAAAAAAAAdo/t-QItgrNKIA/s400/football+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlor6j5TI/AAAAAAAAAdg/KUcdtOxHGYo/s1600-h/football+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979853946053938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlor6j5TI/AAAAAAAAAdg/KUcdtOxHGYo/s400/football+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlhzUai2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/WBOCgusgT4w/s1600-h/football+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979735674456930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlhzUai2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/WBOCgusgT4w/s400/football+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the first day Bubba broke his foot before they casted him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJla9Y9SSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3RQUZTVdSNA/s1600-h/football+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979618118781218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJla9Y9SSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3RQUZTVdSNA/s400/football+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here in Milton at Whiting they have a few trails to go hiking on. So we thought we would go for 2.5 mile hike. It was nice to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlSaIYLQI/AAAAAAAAAdI/vlUkNAuWSdg/s1600-h/football+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979471215045890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlSaIYLQI/AAAAAAAAAdI/vlUkNAuWSdg/s400/football+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While on the trail we seen a lot of trees that were knocked over. It turns out these trees did not make it when "Ivan" hit here a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlJZKxQaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XzqB06V7R6A/s1600-h/football+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979316337820066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlJZKxQaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XzqB06V7R6A/s400/football+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a weird Mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlBol7VCI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Fea3lHz6eSM/s1600-h/football+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979183039304738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJlBol7VCI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Fea3lHz6eSM/s400/football+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During the hike they have a bridge that goes over a long swamp and marsh land stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJk4_DlcOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dXLbaQCLMFI/s1600-h/football+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386979034450456802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJk4_DlcOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dXLbaQCLMFI/s400/football+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you look down you could see fish and stuff swimming about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkxoHXCmI/AAAAAAAAAco/WFW3L0G3pg4/s1600-h/football+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386978908033190498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkxoHXCmI/AAAAAAAAAco/WFW3L0G3pg4/s400/football+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkrN_p0II/AAAAAAAAAcg/MG52I4G7bRk/s1600-h/football+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386978797942329474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkrN_p0II/AAAAAAAAAcg/MG52I4G7bRk/s400/football+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Oscars hemut for flying. I look so damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkkG8_OHI/AAAAAAAAAcY/G64Ab1Le2HI/s1600-h/football+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386978675793016946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkkG8_OHI/AAAAAAAAAcY/G64Ab1Le2HI/s400/football+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Panthers 2009*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkdrMrDcI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Wfrv4oVp1Xg/s1600-h/football+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386978565263396290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkdrMrDcI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Wfrv4oVp1Xg/s400/football+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys waiting to be weighed in... We won this day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkWoiVwtI/AAAAAAAAAcI/1WPkC94BQoo/s1600-h/football+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386978444289884882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkWoiVwtI/AAAAAAAAAcI/1WPkC94BQoo/s400/football+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkMYEZKWI/AAAAAAAAAcA/dHByRTJ3YuI/s1600-h/football+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386978268070619490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkMYEZKWI/AAAAAAAAAcA/dHByRTJ3YuI/s400/football+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkFtYVo6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/1K7d34vmpRg/s1600-h/football+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386978153532335010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJkFtYVo6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/1K7d34vmpRg/s400/football+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay that is all now. So talk to you all later.&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8855314705973134236-4471043515997115737?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4471043515997115737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4471043515997115737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4471043515997115737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4471043515997115737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-pics.html' title='New Pics.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SsJmiCx1lUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xg2K_CSOYbA/s72-c/football+093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4825349333018474382</id><published>2009-09-21T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:29:10.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ssshhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went shopping! I love shopping. I bought all new bedroom stuff. Just don't tell anyone. I am sure though everyone will find out when the come home one day and see it all in my room. Until then just don't say anything.... ;)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384051310988106834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Srf-JDPsHFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/3kyiK-q18y4/s400/new+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-4825349333018474382?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4825349333018474382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4825349333018474382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4825349333018474382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4825349333018474382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/ssshhh.html' title='Ssshhh!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Srf-JDPsHFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/3kyiK-q18y4/s72-c/new+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-1124487024170182731</id><published>2009-09-15T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:26:43.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So lets see here, where to start. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sissy needs $5 thousand and some change to fix her teeth. Poor kid. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; is still in cast and doing great. He even runs. Shh! Don't tell anyone. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still can't find a job that I want to waste my time on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man is flying and doing great in primary. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cars are running great. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;House looks good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pool is green and being drained for the winter. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I think that is all. Life is great. Hope you all are having a great life as well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-1124487024170182731?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/1124487024170182731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=1124487024170182731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1124487024170182731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1124487024170182731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/humm.html' title='Humm!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6455343477268319346</id><published>2009-09-10T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:47:03.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the doctors.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubbas&lt;/span&gt; cast was not feeling good for him. Rubbing his toes and just fitting him really weird. So we went back and they cut it off and put a new one on. Only this time it is GREEN. I mean Bright Green. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6455343477268319346?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6455343477268319346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6455343477268319346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6455343477268319346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6455343477268319346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-doctors.html' title='Back to the doctors.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6065801022596536039</id><published>2009-09-09T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:41:34.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turns out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; will not have to wear a cast long...just 3-4 weeks. Today he got a brand new one and it is bright red. Pics to come soon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6065801022596536039?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6065801022596536039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6065801022596536039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6065801022596536039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6065801022596536039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-news.html' title='Great news'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4180706436426562725</id><published>2009-09-06T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:18:27.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So yesterday the man and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt; were playing and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tripped&lt;/span&gt; and fell. Well he then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hobbled&lt;/span&gt; the whole day. He said there was no pain or anything so we just let him be. He even went to a sleep over and went bowling. Today when he came home he was still hopping around. But he wanted to go play football so he went out and played a while. He just could not run or anything. So we took him to the ER. Turns out he was afraid to tell us his foot hurt or anything. He thought the doctor was going to cut his foot off. So that is why he said it was fine. Not really though he broke his foot in 2 places right around the growth plate. So he has a cast and crutches. He will be going to see a orthopedic surgeon Tuesday. So my weeks look busy for 6-8 weeks.....Poor baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-4180706436426562725?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4180706436426562725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4180706436426562725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4180706436426562725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4180706436426562725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/poor-baby.html' title='Poor baby.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2019776863010432920</id><published>2009-09-05T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:02:29.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag on the field.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Today was game day. Three big things happened today. One &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; STARTED! Go son! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Second, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; got his first penalty. :( He was called out for Off sides 5 yards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aginst&lt;/span&gt; us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Third, we WON! 19-14 Milton Panthers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;We are undefeated so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Go team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2019776863010432920?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2019776863010432920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2019776863010432920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2019776863010432920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2019776863010432920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/flag-on-field.html' title='Flag on the field.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2826196626686821755</id><published>2009-09-04T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:58:11.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an ASS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Right before practice on September 3rd Coach F. approached me about my son. He informed me that my son, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; was not made to play football, that this was not his sport. He then continued to go on by stating, “This team will be going to the play offs this year and with the way your son acts and does not get the concept of football. I will have to play him less and less and he will not be played in the play offs.” He can’t have this kind of behavior on the team. He said, “The coaches have tried all they could to get him to listen and pay attention and he does not have time to baby sit.” Followed with, “If he was to play for any other team they would not play your son at all. So just be glad that he had a chance to play.” Then he informed me that the rules of the city park were, “The city of Milton does not guarantee play time just 8 games and a Jamboree!” During this conversation he seemed like he was pressuring me to pull &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; from the team. He had informed me that he had to do this with other children and they left the team because of his remarks. At the end of the conversation he said, “I am glad your sticking to your plan of keeping on the team but there is not anything else I can do for him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Do you see what a ASS this man is...So my son is a typical 5 year old boy. He likes to run, hit things, play and mess around. SO football sounded good. He goes he does well most days. But their coaching technique is not normal here. They don't teach all the right stuff and they don't have enough coaches. So my son gets board. I mean I would too. If you had to wait 1 hour before it was your turn to finally run and hit someone, what would you do while you stood there in 100* weather?? Maybe you would sit down? Maybe you would play with the other children?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Well that is what happens. So he plays around. He can't stand there all day waiting. So he gets punished. He has to run and so on. Well now he has gone way to far. The damn coach does not want to play kids that are not his super stars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I am sorry but this is my sons first year unlike most of these kids. He is also one of the youngest ones on the team. He is there to learn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fundamentals&lt;/span&gt; of football. This man is not teaching him shit. Just nothing. You and I could teach them better and we don't play this sport. The coach is all about winning now. As when we started it was NOT WIN WIN WIN! Now if you can't play like a pro at the age of 5 you can't play at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People of Milton FL. DO NOT ENROLL YOUR CHILDREN IN SPORTS AT THE COMMUNITY CENTER UNLESS THEY ARE PRO-PLAYERS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a nice day! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2826196626686821755?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2826196626686821755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2826196626686821755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2826196626686821755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2826196626686821755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-ass.html' title='Just an ASS!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5478067871456412224</id><published>2009-08-12T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:09:34.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a headache!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Last week I logged onto my blog and just looked at it. I really was tired of the old background and the template. So I thought I could go and change this really fast and be done with it all. NOT! I started to look for places online and could not really find that many. The ones that I did find I tried to copy and paste that crap into my, "Edit HTML" place. Well each time I tried I got errors out the ass. SO in effort to fix these errors I looked up how to convert, "HTML" in to, "XML." Can I just say what a damn headache that was. I failed. So I just kept looking until I found one place that I did not have to do any of that stuff. Which was wonderful. The only thing was I could not get a whole new template. Which is good you really can't tell now anyway. So I lost a whole day and half looking and trying to get a new one when I did not really need it. Anyway thanks to, the cutest blog on the block, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;www.thecutestblogontheblock.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to get most of my stuff done now I just have some fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tuning&lt;/span&gt; to do. Hopefully my best friend on earth with be able to help me out. Hope you all like it? If not oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-5478067871456412224?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5478067871456412224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5478067871456412224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5478067871456412224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5478067871456412224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-headache.html' title='What a headache!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3610659865469553252</id><published>2009-08-08T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:10:25.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>huh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So this week was good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; started football 4 days a week for 2 hours a night. I like it as he totally gets boy time and time to burn energy. By the time we get home he puts him self to bed. Then we sleeps in most days. Love it. So I am sure with school starting in a few weeks that he will be totally worn out all the time. I just hope he does well with school. The same for sissy. She starts 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade in a few weeks so that should be interesting. I can't wait for them both to go to the same school and be gone all day. I will have the whole day to work on me time and get the house all clean. I am sure I will get board with all that after 1-2 days. Never the less it should be good. I recently started looking for more jobs harder than I was. I have only found one. That is right one that is what I do for a living. I have applied for it 2 times well maybe 3. I would love to hear something back on that job. It seems like a really good one. According to the specifications it is just like the DOD job in I in SD. I loved coding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RNDS&lt;/span&gt;. So we will see. Just pray someone calls me. If not then I will be one busy stay at home mom at the gym. Well I think that is all for now. I will update you all more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-3610659865469553252?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3610659865469553252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3610659865469553252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3610659865469553252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3610659865469553252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/08/huh.html' title='huh!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2511147167252695520</id><published>2009-07-31T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T06:06:32.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh crap! in more than one way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So if you did not know, I will be 30 in a couple of weeks. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Before I hit that mark, I really wanted to loose more weight. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The man will be done with his second part of flight training in one week. After this we are going to our home town. This means I only have 1 week to get ready, I forgot. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;All day yesterday I felt like there was something I had to do and could not remember what? The water bill was do that day. I did not make it! Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It is raining again today and I have to go grocery shopping. However I have the truck today and no help. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My daughter showed me last night her mouth. She has 2 teeth growing on top of one. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have shocked my pool 3 times since our party and cleaned it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 5 times. Still looks like a swamp. I will have to drain it and re-fill it again. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I forgot to take out my trash today. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The kids are almost awake and I have nothing for breakfast. Oh crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2511147167252695520?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2511147167252695520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2511147167252695520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2511147167252695520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2511147167252695520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-crap-in-more-than-one-way.html' title='Oh crap! in more than one way.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4243465958823338305</id><published>2009-07-19T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:31:43.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day trip....</title><content type='html'>Today the man had to go study down in Pensacola. So I thought we would go along and go do some beach time while he hit the books. After we left his friends house we found this beach....Orange beach only we had drove into Alabama. So we did a day in Alabama. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2rKchRjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_v7tUb5K934/s1600-h/florida+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360328834155628082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2rKchRjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_v7tUb5K934/s400/florida+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; smile right today... You see his new hair cut? Football started and it is to hot to have hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2cGpN69I/AAAAAAAAAaA/oHz9wZIho58/s1600-h/florida+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360328575437106130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2cGpN69I/AAAAAAAAAaA/oHz9wZIho58/s400/florida+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy going in for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2RfPEr3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2rHi5-XrM6E/s1600-h/florida+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360328393059774322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2RfPEr3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2rHi5-XrM6E/s400/florida+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the ocean floor there was little holes everywhere. There were hundreds of baby crabs in them. Mom look I can smash them......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2HKqzQiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/y_oVHMweCds/s1600-h/florida+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360328215740236322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2HKqzQiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/y_oVHMweCds/s400/florida+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at me mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1-jqKF9I/AAAAAAAAAZo/hVvwb7T2RR4/s1600-h/florida+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360328067829602258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1-jqKF9I/AAAAAAAAAZo/hVvwb7T2RR4/s400/florida+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So right after sissy went in she found a hermit crab. He was not too shy. He crawled all over the kids today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO11xPr7HI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-4Utf-5IzbA/s1600-h/florida+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360327916857846898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO11xPr7HI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-4Utf-5IzbA/s400/florida+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was the first day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt; really mad good sand castles. At the end of the day we had a huge line of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1p8PdrVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8m0cIkGA8sM/s1600-h/florida+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360327713651273042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1p8PdrVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8m0cIkGA8sM/s400/florida+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The water was clear at the beach so you could see everything. So much so that today I had a stingray touch me and swim on my leg. I also almost stepped onto many crabs. Today was also the first day for seeing baby sand sharks everywhere. So after seeing the sting ray and the sand sharks sissy ran for the beach and never went back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1dgleNlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FlOkQT2dfUU/s1600-h/florida+145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360327500068959826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1dgleNlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FlOkQT2dfUU/s400/florida+145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; trying to be a crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1UqzNhiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/th88-PiAsD4/s1600-h/florida+150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360327348192118306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1UqzNhiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/th88-PiAsD4/s400/florida+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more water I said. I will just play in the sand for the day and shower later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1J3FR1RI/AAAAAAAAAZA/AikDFwhGE6w/s1600-h/florida+155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360327162510562578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO1J3FR1RI/AAAAAAAAAZA/AikDFwhGE6w/s400/florida+155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; had no fear what so ever. He did not care what he seen. He just wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO0-yVISsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gKko3rXP5n0/s1600-h/florida+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360326972256307906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO0-yVISsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gKko3rXP5n0/s400/florida+164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well that about sums our Alabama trip. I made a few stops along the way and will post them soon. So stayed tuned for more pics plus some old ones I have not been posting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8855314705973134236-4243465958823338305?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4243465958823338305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4243465958823338305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4243465958823338305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4243465958823338305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-trip.html' title='A day trip....'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SmO2rKchRjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_v7tUb5K934/s72-c/florida+136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6249025643760445458</id><published>2009-07-04T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T05:50:52.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last night we went out to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flounderschowderhouse.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;http://www.flounderschowderhouse.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; for a few reasons. One of the mans co-workers made rank. Congrats to him. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;evidently&lt;/span&gt; when you make rank on the officer side you have what they call, " Wedding down." I hope I got that right. So that mean this person take his people out and spends half the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; of his pay raise on a tab. Well last night was 3 people who had this thing. So we had a open tab.....Need I say more. This place is well known for their ever famous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;diesel&lt;/span&gt; fuel. A very toxic drink. One is all you really need. Well with a open tab going on what better than having more than 1. So while eating dinner at our rocking table. The table rocks back and fourth and it was the first table closest to the water right next to the play ground stuff for the kids with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;volleyball&lt;/span&gt; court on the other side we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;talked&lt;/span&gt; to a few other rocking tables. The one table behind us was on vacation and they were really cool. I mean the coolest people ever. These wonderful people did something that I will never ever forget and it made me want to cry. After we got our food and we even had another couple with us and they got their food the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;waiter&lt;/span&gt; said I just want to thank you and to let you know that your bill has been paid and if you need anything else that too will be paid for. ??????What?????No way!!!! Who did this???? He said well the man that sat behind you picked up all your tabs and just wanted to thank you for being in the Navy... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!  This never happens to us. Amazing. Just wonderful. So thank you so much family vacationing in Pensacola Fl. They rock. So our tab was paid and the open bar was still happening and the live band was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt; great music. That meant we had another drink. Damn it. But it was free.... That also meant neither one of us could drive. We had to get the babies home safe right? I really don't think the little ones could drive either. SO hello Taxi. That was not free. No way. Talk about expensive.....But we got home safe. What a night we had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6249025643760445458?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6249025643760445458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6249025643760445458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6249025643760445458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6249025643760445458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-night.html' title='What a night.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-9195136248720594810</id><published>2009-06-29T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:31:58.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool time!</title><content type='html'>So how can can you fly??&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would share some summer fun with you all. Lately it has been hotter than 100 outside so we swim everyday. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SkkiKJnjYgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2iNc38HgEvU/s1600-h/florida+fun+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352847189882397186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SkkiKJnjYgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2iNc38HgEvU/s400/florida+fun+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you fall straight back?? With out bending anything? Well if you can I bet it hurt when you the water.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SkkiBgM3vOI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Dl4jWDC9W98/s1600-h/florida+fun+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352847041325677794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SkkiBgM3vOI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Dl4jWDC9W98/s400/florida+fun+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How about fall onto your belly?? Now he has his knees bent but at the next one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352846775279845730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SkkhyBGmgWI/AAAAAAAAAYY/X9f4t6YEocc/s400/florida+fun+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Smash! SPLASH! Look at that belly flop there. Can you say Owe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Skkh42oFBuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ucwHCdlse0Y/s1600-h/florida+fun+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352846892726552290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Skkh42oFBuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ucwHCdlse0Y/s400/florida+fun+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess she had way to much pain to do another back flop. So lets go in sideways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352846556621009474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SkkhlSiRckI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Yhp5JN98XNo/s400/florida+fun+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well that was just some of our pool time. I am sure we will have more to come. Maybe one day we will have family down to enjoy the Florida sun with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so the man has started another round of pilot training. This time it is longer so he will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt; more. Should be pretty easy for us all as dad has been doing homework for years. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; he his home. The only thing that sucks this time for him is the drive. He has to drive 1 hour or more everyday for classes. So we will be busy looking for things to do and places to go while dad is working here at home. Sounds like fun. Can't wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am going to go now talk to you people later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8855314705973134236-9195136248720594810?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/9195136248720594810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=9195136248720594810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/9195136248720594810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/9195136248720594810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/06/pool-time.html' title='Pool time!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SkkiKJnjYgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2iNc38HgEvU/s72-c/florida+fun+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-1130517017348702147</id><published>2009-06-21T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:28:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a days work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yesterday the man went fishing for the day. The whole day I might add. So here are the end results.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349771634156312114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sj409PtZFjI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Y78isQAt8kg/s400/IMGP0272_(768x1024).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349771455513722034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sj40y2NrfLI/AAAAAAAAAYA/SZsX0HiPSkM/s400/IMGP0262_(768x1024).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not bad for a days work. Now if only I can figure out how to cook all of this.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-1130517017348702147?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/1130517017348702147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=1130517017348702147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1130517017348702147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1130517017348702147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/06/days-work.html' title='a days work'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sj409PtZFjI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Y78isQAt8kg/s72-c/IMGP0272_(768x1024).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5861529965302133599</id><published>2009-06-20T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:17:13.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uummm</title><content type='html'>So I woke up yesterday morning and could barley move. My shoulder area and back and arm was in a lot of pain. I don't know what I did or how I did it but I did it in my sleep. So I tried to do my normal things like drink a cup of coffee. That did not work as I could not lift my arm to my mouth. Damn it! So I had to use a straw. :( Then after coffee I had to pee....could not wipe it hurt so bad. I know to much info. So I even tried laying down, no good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mortin&lt;/span&gt;, no good. Heating pad, no good. Nothing people. After trying everything and that nasty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bengay&lt;/span&gt; stuff I finally got an appointment to seek help. My poor husband had to drive me there as I could not drive or sit that well. I was a mess and yes he laughed at me all morning. So when I get into see the doc. He laughed at me too. But it turns out I must have been fighting or something in my dreams. I have a pulled muscle and 2 pinched nerves. So I got drugs. Man did they work. I was out for hours yesterday. It felt good. I could finally pee, lay down and sleep.  Can you say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;drugged&lt;/span&gt; up comma? That was me and it is about to be me again. Okay. So I am sure my pills are kicking in and I need to stop and go to sleep. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-5861529965302133599?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5861529965302133599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5861529965302133599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5861529965302133599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5861529965302133599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/06/uummm.html' title='uummm'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-7727777665329817827</id><published>2009-06-17T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:29:58.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN BUS DRIVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I have sissy going to summer school reading camp. Good stuff and she should excel with the reading coaches she has. Well she has to be at school at 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; or so and gets out about 1230&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. So her damn bus comes at 0645 and drops off at 1:30 everyday. NOT today, her bus drove by with out stopping today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; where is my kid? I called the school telling them that she drove by without stopping. They said we will find her. They did a, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ma'am&lt;/span&gt; she will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;turning&lt;/span&gt; around to drop back by." Okay 30 min went by and no kid. I called again and they gave me the department of transportation. I called and man I tell you what talk about a pissed off mom. The lady was like oh I remember that name hold on. Of course you better I have called on a damn hunt for ass. She said well it is a sub and she is running late. I don't think so, these are children of worried ass parents you don't run late in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; world. I can understand 5 minutes but my child did not come home until 1 hour and 40 minutes later. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; is up with that crap??? I even did a damn police report. You don't do that crap. So I fell a ton better now that I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;search&lt;/span&gt; party and they brought her home. I am sure she will not ride the bus anymore for the summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-7727777665329817827?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/7727777665329817827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=7727777665329817827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7727777665329817827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7727777665329817827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/06/damn-bus-driver.html' title='DAMN BUS DRIVER'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6541165574709240204</id><published>2009-06-13T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:05:21.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hummmm</title><content type='html'>So I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; write something down for you all to read so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Today while reading up on peoples lives I found some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disturbing&lt;/span&gt; news. I have this friend that my husband and I have known for a while. Okay I have known him since the age of 5 and I have known her for 10 years or so. They have many children together and were a wonderful couple. they had a life that most would love to have. So as I read his blog I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;found&lt;/span&gt; out that they are getting a divorce..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;! Really? I wonder why? What on earth could the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; be?&lt;br /&gt;So I know that these 2 people have been through a lot and if anyone could go through it or make it out of something I would think that they could pull through. They know what I mean. But to just give it all up really this time....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hummm&lt;/span&gt; why?&lt;br /&gt;So it is not my place to know as I am not them. They should not tell why. But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; hope that they could maybe overcome this or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; remain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; and remain great parents to those wonderful kids.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I also have noticed that the earth must be off balance or something. Because it is not only this couple that is having problems. It is many people. I wonder why? Have they really thought what they are doing and why? Have they had to sit and think about all things and all the out comes? Is it for good reasons? Do they not talk anymore like they used too?? Has one just lost that much worth in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; to want to end things?? I really hope these people all stop what they are doing and take a deep long look at what they are doing and thinking. As this may not be the answer to their problems.&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; my husband and I are great. I mean it. But I just hate reading up on all the bad crap and how selfish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;some of them&lt;/span&gt; sound. How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;immature&lt;/span&gt; they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6541165574709240204?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6541165574709240204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6541165574709240204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6541165574709240204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6541165574709240204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hummmm.html' title='hummmm'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-29071230100354109</id><published>2009-05-19T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:21:05.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okay people, The man passed his FAA test with a 95%...... Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you all did not know the man has been studying for this IFS class the Navy is having him do so he can fly. During this class which he started 7 days ago he has been in the books every night from the time he walks in until midnight except during the weekend he was in the books for 12 hours or more a day. So next time you all see him or talk to him tell him congrats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love you baby. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-29071230100354109?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/29071230100354109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=29071230100354109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/29071230100354109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/29071230100354109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/05/fyi.html' title='FYI........'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4845926131000425197</id><published>2009-05-04T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:00:18.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panama Beach city</title><content type='html'>So the last week we went on vacation to Panama Beach City for Bike week. We stayed there for 4 days. It was a lot of fun and tons of drinking going on. The room we stayed in was top of the line. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wyndam&lt;/span&gt; on the beach in a 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bd&lt;/span&gt; condo that had everything you needed and then some in it. Very nice place. This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; from the living room while we were getting ready to go home. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCRkrMlPJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b66c_lmjXlg/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332422018063482002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCRkrMlPJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b66c_lmjXlg/s400/Panama+Beach+city+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt;#2 is what you all can call him, as they play in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCRU53_LWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wr2oEB5auyI/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332421747125726562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCRU53_LWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wr2oEB5auyI/s400/Panama+Beach+city+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; of our beach from the room. Very nice place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCRIJsHIsI/AAAAAAAAAXo/meMQ0pnKXCY/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332421528032584386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCRIJsHIsI/AAAAAAAAAXo/meMQ0pnKXCY/s400/Panama+Beach+city+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; out on the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQ-dyqzrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/cAL4I7H43js/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332421361630105266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQ-dyqzrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/cAL4I7H43js/s400/Panama+Beach+city+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay more pool and beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQxf47KEI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qzdhhjnR8Qc/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332421138854914114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQxf47KEI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qzdhhjnR8Qc/s400/Panama+Beach+city+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt;#2 playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQlmarTgI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LiJSkthnh-4/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332420934448664066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQlmarTgI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LiJSkthnh-4/s400/Panama+Beach+city+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thang&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt;#2 and Monkeys mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQahPKgkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/6LdQlk9abeM/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332420744079639106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQahPKgkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/6LdQlk9abeM/s400/Panama+Beach+city+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy watching Monkey. Sorry guys I am not telling the names of the babies so you all will have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQNCz1sMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TLPaIolbmig/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332420512573665474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCQNCz1sMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TLPaIolbmig/s400/Panama+Beach+city+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; was very tired at this point. One day of walking and swimming at the pool then the beach he was just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCP6lT4TdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UxCQnj_GhCg/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332420195417345490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCP6lT4TdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UxCQnj_GhCg/s400/Panama+Beach+city+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me making him get up..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPv-vo1GI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HUvoAzOQG1g/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332420013266097250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPv-vo1GI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HUvoAzOQG1g/s400/Panama+Beach+city+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So after going out during the day we hit the pool and found this wonderful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPjKkCmXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/RcRAeBurz_s/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332419793100380530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPjKkCmXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/RcRAeBurz_s/s400/Panama+Beach+city+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just beautiful huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPZNp1K4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/WthhuZtU8h8/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332419622131280770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPZNp1K4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/WthhuZtU8h8/s400/Panama+Beach+city+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we were drinking. yeah I was drinking 2 drinks. Bad picture but what the hell. I was there and you were not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPNNvB0YI/AAAAAAAAAWY/IgH9cRGA7M0/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332419415994651010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPNNvB0YI/AAAAAAAAAWY/IgH9cRGA7M0/s400/Panama+Beach+city+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A total drunk moment at the pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPBQVodMI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/O9RLMawGL0E/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332419210535007426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCPBQVodMI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/O9RLMawGL0E/s400/Panama+Beach+city+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you say, "Busted!" I caught these 2 checking out the biker girl. She was wearing a g-string and chaps with a bikini top. All fake peeps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCO1bRbriI/AAAAAAAAAWI/I7Kiqljm3Xc/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332419007311752738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCO1bRbriI/AAAAAAAAAWI/I7Kiqljm3Xc/s400/Panama+Beach+city+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did mention it was Bike week right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCOoEZhhQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RsXNT_2Q5gY/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332418777833374978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCOoEZhhQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RsXNT_2Q5gY/s400/Panama+Beach+city+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys being silly. So we had to walk a lot there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; never could make it back half the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCOZnkdwZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SxmVpvzcuKg/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332418529576468882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCOZnkdwZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SxmVpvzcuKg/s400/Panama+Beach+city+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So our routine consisted of going out and drinking and then coming back and drinking more on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;beach&lt;/span&gt; or at the pool. Hey it was vacation. By the way this is Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thangs&lt;/span&gt; man. You can call him Irish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCOKJM9eNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8l5xito7eyg/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332418263726782674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCOKJM9eNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8l5xito7eyg/s400/Panama+Beach+city+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;posing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCN73FZu5I/AAAAAAAAAVo/7_CJF4NOLMc/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332418018345073554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCN73FZu5I/AAAAAAAAAVo/7_CJF4NOLMc/s400/Panama+Beach+city+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCNtbyyy6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/mkRVkCntP7g/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332417770501098402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCNtbyyy6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/mkRVkCntP7g/s400/Panama+Beach+city+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only way to watch 3 of 4 kids on the beach is to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bury&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCNhPSU5TI/AAAAAAAAAVY/pxLnUA-clJ8/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332417560985265458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCNhPSU5TI/AAAAAAAAAVY/pxLnUA-clJ8/s400/Panama+Beach+city+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think the sun and beer was getting to the man......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCNT-Aq7dI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bVK2KJY0OCg/s1600-h/Panama+Beach+city+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332417333009509842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCNT-Aq7dI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bVK2KJY0OCg/s400/Panama+Beach+city+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time for shots....they were on the beach shots so we did them on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8ozi2QirI/AAAAAAAAAVI/G1ZJe7kWDxo/s1600-h/IMG_4990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332025349822778034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8ozi2QirI/AAAAAAAAAVI/G1ZJe7kWDxo/s400/IMG_4990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Bubbas&lt;/span&gt; favorite bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8oiC767PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j6NwSLfg-zo/s1600-h/IMG_4992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332025049198816498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8oiC767PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/j6NwSLfg-zo/s400/IMG_4992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So sissy found this and man she wants one. I do have to mention that this bike looks gay. We thought a women drove this one....Well we seen the MAN who drove it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8oIRCh5_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/92wz_-TRVxs/s1600-h/IMG_4991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332024606308034546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8oIRCh5_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/92wz_-TRVxs/s400/IMG_4991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So after 4 days Sissy gave up on the balcony. She did this most nights. Who would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;blame&lt;/span&gt; her. It was a wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8n6HKioaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/U1r7Ti0ocmA/s1600-h/IMG_4995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332024363139113378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sf8n6HKioaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/U1r7Ti0ocmA/s400/IMG_4995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this was just a small taste of our week. I hope you all liked them. Now go find your own beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8855314705973134236-4845926131000425197?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4845926131000425197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4845926131000425197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4845926131000425197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4845926131000425197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/05/panama-beach-city.html' title='Panama Beach city'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SgCRkrMlPJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b66c_lmjXlg/s72-c/Panama+Beach+city+116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3757527376743646821</id><published>2009-04-27T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:07:08.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My stray friend</title><content type='html'>So the other day we were sitting in the garage watching the kids play with the neighbor kids and out of no where this cute little kitty came meowing to me. He could not have been older than 9 months and was supper skinny. So like a good person I petted him and gave him a cup of milk. Well he did not go away after that milk and a storm rolled in. During the storm the kids found him under the truck and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brought&lt;/span&gt; him in the garage. Now at this point the man noticed what was going on....that is when he got mad. He is allergic to cats and hates them. But the kids with their, But daddy it is raining and he is hungry, got him. So he let the kids feed the cat. Then we closed the garage for the night and came in the house. While we sat here watching the boob tube the cat came meowing at the sliding glass door. That mad the man even more upset, "Get your damn cat out of here!" So I tried to get him to go but he would not. So I closed the door and went to bed. Now it stormed all night so I though he would go home or something. NOT. When we woke up the little shit was in the kitchen window. It sounded like he was in the damn house. The man was like your damn cat is in the house and I can't breathe right. He was sneezing and had hay fever at this point. Latter that day he was gone. So I was like good now stop your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bitching&lt;/span&gt; he is out of here. The very next day guess who was here and who was sicker now?&lt;br /&gt;You got it, the cat and the man. So to make all things better I decided to take him to the shelter. During this time we had not one but 2 people come ask us if that was our cat as he was in their house.....&lt;br /&gt;This really mad the man upset. So I took the cat to the shelter. I did seriously. Then I came home washed the patio and garage floor and windows to get rid of the cat stuff just to make the man better.&lt;br /&gt;So later that night we were watching the boob tube and the man yells at me....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; women I thought you said you took that damn cat to the shelter? I was like yeah. He said look out side right now.... there was another damn cat running in the back yard up the fence.&lt;br /&gt;Damn cats. I think that was the momma she was bigger and looked just like the baby.&lt;br /&gt;So that was my story of my friend the stray cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-3757527376743646821?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3757527376743646821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3757527376743646821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3757527376743646821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3757527376743646821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-stray-friend.html' title='My stray friend'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5874990909064833131</id><published>2009-04-13T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:58:42.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years and counting</title><content type='html'>So we made it to our 10 year anniversary. So for the day we went to Pensacola Beach with no kids to stay the night at the Hilton. While there we bar hopped and just had a great time. This was the first place we stopped at, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hemingway's&lt;/span&gt;." The food was wonderful and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; was too.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOSdSHbYsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pAwthtPnNXE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324260216258912962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOSdSHbYsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pAwthtPnNXE/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Hemming ways we went to check in at the room and then we headed to Flounders. Flounders is a great place to bring the kids and just go to kick back have a drink or just relax to music. You can even play volley ball. All of this open to the beach. So we get to the bar one of like 5 and we notice that people are drinking out a really huge mason jars. So the bartender tells us they are famous for, "Diesel Fuel." Okay so the man orders one and it is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt; with a squirt and I mean a drop here people of coke. Just pure booze. This totally made me order just a beer or I would be on the floor after that drink. The man could not even finish this drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOSO8bsgQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dPckdtVlECE/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324259969920172290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOSO8bsgQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dPckdtVlECE/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; of Flounders from the water. We sat on the chairs by the water and just watched the people. After that we headed up to the band. Which was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOSHsL0H5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YZ7VqT41LAA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324259845299511186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOSHsL0H5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YZ7VqT41LAA/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOR_9ulX5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/TTqjEEVBGz0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324259712569794450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOR_9ulX5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/TTqjEEVBGz0/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us after 1 drink.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOR4Oxnd9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bl0Gx2a4L9k/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324259579706963922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOR4Oxnd9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bl0Gx2a4L9k/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we left Flounders and went back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hemingway's&lt;/span&gt; to get the man a cigar. While there we had a few more drinks which we normal. We also listened to a great band called, " The 3 amigos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this place we walked over to, "Crabs."  When we get there I notice people are drinking out of buckets. Buckets people. So this girl tells me we should get one. Turns out we knew her. The man went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OCS&lt;/span&gt; with her. SO she bought us our first round. So I get this drink called, "Voodoo Juice." People this drink is just crazy. Only one shot of pineapple juice and one shot of cranberry. The rest was booze. So you can only guess I was not walking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; after this bucket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well for some reason we left and went to a bar. I don't remember this bar as I could not read anymore. I wonder why? Then we went to another bar....I don't know how I got there nor do I remember getting there. The man tells me that I hung on to his arm for dear life and we stumbled to the room where I somehow changed into a swimsuit and we went to the hot tub....Don't ask why I don't know. I do remember getting kicked out though. That was all people. I don't know anything else. I do know that these people on Pensacola beach intend on getting you fucked up. They want you to stay.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also intend for you to only drink out of buckets and huge mason jars... &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/8855314705973134236-5874990909064833131?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5874990909064833131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5874990909064833131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5874990909064833131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5874990909064833131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-years-and-counting.html' title='10 years and counting'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SeOSdSHbYsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pAwthtPnNXE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5246854103350581404</id><published>2009-03-20T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T05:10:10.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We found the beach</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was 81 outside. As soon as sissy got off the bus we headed to the beach, Pensacola beach. The water was so blue and green. You could see through it to the bottom. Just a little cold. But the kids did not seem to mind. They were so happy that they got to play at a real beach. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315236862043286882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScODw8Mm7WI/AAAAAAAAATI/tZnjpwmd9CM/s400/pensacola+beach+march+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even the sand was cool. White and easy to get off when you stood up. I like that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; just loved it. My kids grew up on San Diego beaches so they really loved this beach. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOELFEYvFI/AAAAAAAAATg/xOqmsy3KotU/s1600-h/pensacola+beach+march+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315237311101320274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOELFEYvFI/AAAAAAAAATg/xOqmsy3KotU/s400/pensacola+beach+march+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both kids were water jumping and running from the water. Just fun to sit and watch in person. Sometimes they fall in and over each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOEDIYTVPI/AAAAAAAAATY/TR7vfWoJK2U/s1600-h/pensacola+beach+march+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315237174551205106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOEDIYTVPI/AAAAAAAAATY/TR7vfWoJK2U/s400/pensacola+beach+march+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is the first part of the beach above. When you go over the 3 mile bridge this is the first place to stop and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOD5Qy-6KI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zQGM8PIEcrI/s1600-h/pensacola+beach+march+2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315237005011904674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOD5Qy-6KI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zQGM8PIEcrI/s400/pensacola+beach+march+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And they played.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315237475776120738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOEUqh6x6I/AAAAAAAAATo/qOuuV3Phr5M/s400/pensacola+beach+march+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So we left to eat dinner. This is the place that a friend of our told us about. They are open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt; that lead &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; out to the water. We really like them as the kids can play while we sit and talk and drink a beer or just relax watching the sun go down. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315237623305829618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOEdQHvfPI/AAAAAAAAATw/rzT1zjkl1a0/s400/pensacola+beach+march+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See them play while we eat dinner...... &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315237805830883778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScOEn4FGycI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vY5Ct8vsgA4/s400/pensacola+beach+march+2009+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the after dinner beer. Okay got to run. We will be going to other beaches soon and I will post them as we go. Have fun and get a tan people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-5246854103350581404?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5246854103350581404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5246854103350581404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5246854103350581404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5246854103350581404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-found-beach.html' title='We found the beach'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/ScODw8Mm7WI/AAAAAAAAATI/tZnjpwmd9CM/s72-c/pensacola+beach+march+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-7578772792760127100</id><published>2009-03-16T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:57:38.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my new house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Soon as you come on the door this is what you will see. The office is the first room on the right. On the left would be the dinning room and then the Laundry area. If you go straight you will see a door way, in that door way it is like an apartment on it's own. There is 2 bedrooms and a bath in that door with a small hallway. Very nice as that is the kids area only. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WsBTPFeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qFs89z-coMI/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779924607112674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WsBTPFeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qFs89z-coMI/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sissys&lt;/span&gt; room is through the doorway down the small hall on the left. If you go right you will see the bathroom and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bubbas&lt;/span&gt; room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WivYsCgI/AAAAAAAAASw/p8B1rBB-5wM/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779765179320834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WivYsCgI/AAAAAAAAASw/p8B1rBB-5wM/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So from my door way of my bedroom you can see the kitchen to the right and the living room to the left. The door in the kitchen is a huge walk in pantry. Small enough to be an office. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt;. At the end of the dinning table to the right is the laundry room that leads to the garage. The door way to the left at the end of the table goes to the hallway, office or front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WQgxcDSI/AAAAAAAAASo/aQumV9dVtL4/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779452018953506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WQgxcDSI/AAAAAAAAASo/aQumV9dVtL4/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my very messy not together kitchen. I will get it all together soon.... Juts be patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WH37l8mI/AAAAAAAAASg/vwBPufjgpC0/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779303616737890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WH37l8mI/AAAAAAAAASg/vwBPufjgpC0/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we know this would be my bedroom. To the left of the bed is the master bath with a huge tub for 2.... I know 2 fit in there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5V-5BUOYI/AAAAAAAAASY/HCtkECRhReo/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779149290355074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5V-5BUOYI/AAAAAAAAASY/HCtkECRhReo/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From where I would sleep in the bed this is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; I see. The first door to the left is my huge walk in closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5V2PtaMVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XRsh6D0RAKk/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779000762052946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5V2PtaMVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XRsh6D0RAKk/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5Vrw0bJqI/AAAAAAAAASI/bH-zCFOk6wI/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313778820671284898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5Vrw0bJqI/AAAAAAAAASI/bH-zCFOk6wI/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here is the messy closet. I am working on now and it is getting clean. Just give me time people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5VgqCVTDI/AAAAAAAAASA/NM25Sh63AV4/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313778629872012338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5VgqCVTDI/AAAAAAAAASA/NM25Sh63AV4/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay that is the house for the most part you all already seen the living room I am sure..... If not here you go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313783300283987010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5ZwgrUdEI/AAAAAAAAATA/MnpjUwPm0UI/s400/160.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8855314705973134236-7578772792760127100?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/7578772792760127100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=7578772792760127100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7578772792760127100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7578772792760127100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-of-my-new-house.html' title='Some of my new house.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sb5WsBTPFeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qFs89z-coMI/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3047232368555115697</id><published>2009-03-10T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:41:40.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally have something for you all.</title><content type='html'>So I don't have any of these in order at all. However this is the man with one of his people. Who will be here in Pensacola with us as well. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sbch8grg83I/AAAAAAAAAR4/iWd_JkCj9Cs/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311751608955106162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sbch8grg83I/AAAAAAAAAR4/iWd_JkCj9Cs/s400/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Sissy and I were in the truck being silly while Daddy was getting drinks. We were in Oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchudRKhfI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ey8kCTwEc-Y/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311751367521109490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchudRKhfI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ey8kCTwEc-Y/s400/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is another one being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goofy&lt;/span&gt; while Daddy was in the store. By the way I colored my hair that week. I did red and brown and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; low lights..... 2 times that week. I will explain later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sbchiqv5VLI/AAAAAAAAARo/VKdxpcr8PFY/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311751164981236914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sbchiqv5VLI/AAAAAAAAARo/VKdxpcr8PFY/s400/153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This would be the man walking across the stage to get a salute.You notice the spot? Well that spot randomly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appeared&lt;/span&gt; in certain photos. Not all of them. So I really think my Mother-in-law was the one in the pics.....call me strange but hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchVdDckiI/AAAAAAAAARg/-4Q4Gnb6lJ8/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311750937966842402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchVdDckiI/AAAAAAAAARg/-4Q4Gnb6lJ8/s400/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I missed the salute and only got the hand shake with the spot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchMvVvfPI/AAAAAAAAARY/7ivSlVeXeXk/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311750788256595186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchMvVvfPI/AAAAAAAAARY/7ivSlVeXeXk/s400/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This would be the whole class....sorry it was dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchAjrUzyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/drjwMT052hw/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311750578967465762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbchAjrUzyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/drjwMT052hw/s400/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I caught mom and dad at a bad moment but I think it is cool. So this would be mom and dad to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgyK7BRMI/AAAAAAAAARI/PiHS213Y5-Y/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311750331804239042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgyK7BRMI/AAAAAAAAARI/PiHS213Y5-Y/s400/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; at the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sbcgo5K2wTI/AAAAAAAAARA/RdsetMMND5c/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311750172419998002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sbcgo5K2wTI/AAAAAAAAARA/RdsetMMND5c/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now this would be the man and I just showing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgdGm3H0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/K2P3k9_hHrk/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749969868693314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgdGm3H0I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/K2P3k9_hHrk/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgTVpla3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/m9l98aLVAQo/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749802107956082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgTVpla3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/m9l98aLVAQo/s400/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; letter from the president telling him he made it. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgKgPEmrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/JiBF--IX3sc/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749650330720946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgKgPEmrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/JiBF--IX3sc/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is all I have for you all. I will get more soon. But I have to find time to get some done and time to go places to take more pics. Until then I will talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgCXM7yYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lV72s3XGz_0/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749510466881922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbcgCXM7yYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lV72s3XGz_0/s400/082.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&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/8855314705973134236-3047232368555115697?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3047232368555115697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3047232368555115697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3047232368555115697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3047232368555115697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-have-something-for-you-all.html' title='Finally have something for you all.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/Sbch8grg83I/AAAAAAAAAR4/iWd_JkCj9Cs/s72-c/106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3780747709695797383</id><published>2009-03-08T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:00:24.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it, I am alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we have been very busy the last few weeks. I don't really know where to start. So I will try my best. So the man finally graduated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OCS&lt;/span&gt;. He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; a Naval Officer headed to be a pilot. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310907931897724450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbQioCuRfiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jL4ROGwgjSE/s400/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also moved down to Florida where it is warm. We were only here 2 days and we left to Oklahoma for a vacation and to take mom and dad back to normal life. Then we drove all the way back home and we have been here for 3 days now and I still have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; to get done. So this will be a short post. We also picked up most of my husbands moms stuff and now have even more to go through....oh it never ends. But I did get Sissy enrolled into school which is huge and only 1 year old. I also bought all new living room furniture and all kinds of new stuff to match it...very nice. I have only one pic right now and I will have more later. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310909031825358066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbQjoERdPPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/HkeEgbYEFF4/s400/159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you all be safe and I promise I will get more on here later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-3780747709695797383?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3780747709695797383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3780747709695797383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3780747709695797383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3780747709695797383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-made-it-i-am-alive.html' title='I made it, I am alive'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SbQioCuRfiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jL4ROGwgjSE/s72-c/137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6147837029808389052</id><published>2009-02-18T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:54:15.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy women at the truck stop.</title><content type='html'>So while I am in the midst of packing the house and almost done I might add. I get a call from the man. Honey we are getting PCS orders to move all our stuff....hell yeah. That is great news. So with this comes orders from the man. I need you to go and weigh my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truck&lt;/span&gt; empty. With no gas in it or anything else. Okay now would be great as I am out of gas and we will be on the road with a load. So my mom and I go to the local truck stop....As we are pulling in the place trucks were all waiting in line and really filling up the truck stop. I mean it was a mess there with the amount of trucks. I am pretty sure they were over capacity. So we drive around and park next to the scales. We then have to walk around and in and out of all of these huge trucks. I mean these trucks and people that are driving them were very intimidating. HUGE. So we braved our way through them all and into the store where the man was like, "Just pull on the scale and push the call button." Damn it! So we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dodged&lt;/span&gt; all the trucks once more which this time we almost got hit... So we get in the truck and we pull behind the scale to wait our turn. While waiting these huge trucks started to box us in and really were getting very close to running us over. At this point my husbands truck was not longer the big boy on the road. I was now just a bug compared to these people. Finally just in time we were able to get on the scales. So we get up there and the damn call button was at the top very top of the scale for HUGE TRUCKS. So I could not reach it no matter how hard I tried. So I had to find something to hit the damn button. The only thing I could find was a baseball bat. Yeah you read that right. So I got the bat stood on my toes almost on the seat of the truck reaching up as far as I could. I hit the button a few times like a mad women. But it worked. So the man was like okay wait a minute and then pull around and get your ticket. Okay.... So while we were waiting a minute my mom was like shit I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; got out. I was like nah it is to late I am not doing that again. Mom said well I am not that heavy so just take 156 pounds off the ticket and that is the weight. We just kept talking about being heavy and weighing to much. Well we go in the store and the first thing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt; said was, "Man you girls weight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;!" Great. If looks could kill that man is now dead....&lt;br /&gt;So you have to know this, I was not looking hot at all. I was wearing a nasty bleached sweatshirt, jeans, and nasty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;disheveled&lt;/span&gt; hair that I did not wash as I was only packing all day and no make-up. Mom was about the same way. So that is why we looked like crazy people at the truck stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6147837029808389052?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6147837029808389052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6147837029808389052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6147837029808389052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6147837029808389052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-women-at-truck-stop.html' title='crazy women at the truck stop.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-971471772708445398</id><published>2009-02-12T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:31:31.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So today is my last day at work in CT. While here I had a great chance to work with some of the best people ever. Now there are not many good people or I should say nice people in CT. However the ones that I worked with were an exception. These ladies and one guy were very nice. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; let me in and took me in like I was one of them. They never let me down the whole time I was here. With that being said I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; wish them the best in everything they do and hope they find someone like me. Now finding a new me will be hard as I am a one and only....not full of myself at all. :) But I know they will be fine as the new ER coder they just hired is without a doubt one of the funniest women I have ever met. She would kill at a comedy show. Plus she is very pretty. So I will miss you all and I hope you all take care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just check back often for pics. I just have not had time to add new ones. However I will have all the time in the world soon..... while I am on the beach in the warm sunny weather I am headed for. Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-971471772708445398?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/971471772708445398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=971471772708445398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/971471772708445398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/971471772708445398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/02/coming-to-end.html' title='coming to an end'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8546528022860800503</id><published>2009-02-09T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:38:14.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF! That is all I can say.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So we are now on a major down hill slide. Soon I will be driving out of CT for good. I sure hope it is for good. So far I have got about 20+ boxes done. I can’t do anymore yet as the kids really need to have stuff to play with and we still have to cook and we need all bathroom stuff as well as cloths. So soon like this time next week I will be packing all that stuff up and I should be almost done. So I thought. The man was home for the weekend and he informed me that I will have to pack the garage as well…. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;It is freezing out and the garage has no sun on it I mean none so I will be completely frozen. I mean it. My fingers are going to fall off. Almost everything in that damn garage is metal people…. Can you say cold? It turns out that I will have to empty a 1ton tool box and wrap each tool and pack them….bastards. Then I have tons of damn hazmat and other metal shit. Plus take care of a storage shed….damn it! Did I mention that I am a one woman team here and it is freezing in CT? So today after work I will start this damn mission I have to do. SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;So over the weekend I relaxed and did nothing. But like my best friend hopeforgarce….I fell… I fell down the damn stairs in my house. My ass is black and blue and my damn elbow I am sure is cracked. Do you know how bad that damn thing hurt and now I have to finish packing all this crap. Well I am sucking that is how I feel….&lt;br /&gt;Okay people I have to run I will tell more later. But before I do I have to share my Monday with you. Today my car did not start….finally got a jump and then the heater died. Did I tell you it is freezing in CT?&lt;br /&gt;WTF! Why me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8546528022860800503?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8546528022860800503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8546528022860800503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8546528022860800503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8546528022860800503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/02/wtf-that-is-all-i-can-say.html' title='WTF! That is all I can say.....'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-1343754973156641474</id><published>2009-02-01T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:26:27.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So on Friday night after work I had to run and get Sissy from a fun zone place. The school took her there and they stayed there until 6pm. So it was dark out. Well I left the house with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; in the back seat and directions in hand with the GPS ready as well. Okay so I am going along and I exit like it says only it said something like, " Go toward airport." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt; airport?? We don't have one around here...only very east of here. So I went left. just guessing. Then it said at light go left. Okay did that. Then it said go to surf st left on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt;, left and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hathaway&lt;/span&gt;. Sure where no where the hell is surf street. Not showing on GPS.... no street signs anywhere. So I keep going.... NO. Time is running out and did I mention that 6 was the pick up time. Well it was 5:51. Well I finally found a number and called them. Do you know what they asked me? Where are you at? Um I don't f-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; know! What is by you? A damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Field&lt;/span&gt; I guess but it is damn dark out! Okay you went to far. Turn around until you see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; go right then at landscaping center go right and then at white sign that is about 4ft*4ft turn right and we are on the left.... Hello did you get that shit? Not one street name...... So when I was looking for land marks I also noticed that there were no Damn signs to any of these streets....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So while doing all this and rushing like hell my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; called. I cursed at her,"I hate F-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ING&lt;/span&gt; Connecticut." I am so sorry... then my husband called and I stressed to him the same... Sorry honey. So needless to say I made it in time with 2 minutes to spare. Damn people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well when the man called he informed me that he was off work and I could come up to visit....Okay sure I will be there in 2.5 hours. I ran home packed everything up and hit the road in 13 minutes. That is all it took and I booked a room..... Good huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So we stayed in Newport the whole weekend. very relaxing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So today when i got home from relaxing I packed up 10 boxes, took all the wall hangings off the wall filled all the holes in the wall, worked on fixing my dinning room table(the dogs ate some if it so I am fixing it), did laundry, cleaned the house, cooked dinner and now I am here.... what a day. So that was my weekend... how was your weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-1343754973156641474?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/1343754973156641474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=1343754973156641474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1343754973156641474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1343754973156641474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-weekend.html' title='my weekend'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2898871200035246306</id><published>2009-01-29T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T05:14:21.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh I completed a step off the list.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SYGqKGlueDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KeUq-c5ZWQI/s1600-h/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296701727308675122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SYGqKGlueDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KeUq-c5ZWQI/s400/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I have to tell you that I finally had that damn beer....and it was just damn good. Being that I have not had beer in weeks. I only had 3. So can you say light weight.... so bad that my boxes looked like this after the 3rd beer. So here is a glass for you, hope you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;enojoy&lt;/span&gt; it as much as I did....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SYGqsC62nJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xCs120hk9QQ/s1600-h/box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296702310439099538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SYGqsC62nJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xCs120hk9QQ/s320/box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SYGq6tyPFMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XsmFDrqQA9I/s1600-h/cup.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296702562463847618" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SYGq6tyPFMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XsmFDrqQA9I/s400/cup.bmp" border="0" /&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/8855314705973134236-2898871200035246306?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2898871200035246306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2898871200035246306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2898871200035246306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2898871200035246306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-i-completed-step-off-list.html' title='Oh I completed a step off the list.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SYGqKGlueDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KeUq-c5ZWQI/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8206627539720080734</id><published>2009-01-27T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T06:47:40.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That list.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So last week I told you about my damn list. Well I don't seem to be getting anywhere and I sure have not made it to that beer yet on the list. If that tells you anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let's see here, I have accomplished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I informed the schools of the kids moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I informed the YMCA to cancel the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;membership&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I mailed off my rebate for the mans phone. (Barely made that cut off of 30days...I did it in 28.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cleaned&lt;/span&gt; the house. Although I need to so do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I packed up 10 boxes out of a million. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I rented a room at the lodge for 2 weekends.... go me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think that is all I have done. See no beer yet. Maybe one day I can make it to step 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We will see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now I have new things to add to the list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am working on a place to stay. This will take a lot of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I now have appointments through out the week for people to come look at the house I am in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Damn that means extra clean.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Look for a car shipping company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh I did get mom a plane ticket so that needs to be on the done side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay I need to get back to work. Let me know how your week is going and I will try to get that damn beer in my list and on the accomplished side one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8206627539720080734?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8206627539720080734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8206627539720080734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8206627539720080734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8206627539720080734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-list.html' title='That list.....'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4013839806097176114</id><published>2009-01-24T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:11:46.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekends</title><content type='html'>Okay so our past weekends have consisted of going to Newport Rhode Island to have fun. So we thought we would share with you some of our fun times.....Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;So while out touring the place we thought first we would hit the lanes for some bowling and pizza. We had a blast. This place was fun and the kids are really good at bowling. Sissy got a score of 101 when she was all done.... go sissy. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsnZo3IuCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qddA0CEYsek/s1600-h/newport+ri+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294869108323039266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsnZo3IuCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qddA0CEYsek/s400/newport+ri+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; was good at this bowling thing. Look he is throwing that ball with out a stand. He got a 98 while bowling. Very good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmu5a66pI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/E0qqO_bhzh4/s1600-h/newport+ri+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294868374033722002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmu5a66pI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/E0qqO_bhzh4/s400/newport+ri+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So right after all this we went to look at a few mansions. In Newport RI they are know for these mansions. About 100 years ago people would come to these mansion during the summer. They are there summer homes.....Hum wonder what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; homes look like??? This mansion below is called, "The Green Animals." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;During&lt;/span&gt; the summer the yard, shrubs and trees are all shaped like animals. Hence the name. So go google these...&lt;a href="http://www.newportmansions.org/"&gt;http://www.newportmansions.org/&lt;/a&gt; They are really something. Only you can't take pictures of the insides. On the website they have a few pics for you...Have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmfkknjJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RHLQabO7rAo/s1600-h/newport+ri+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294868110739213458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmfkknjJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RHLQabO7rAo/s400/newport+ri+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So My kids love to be goofs all the time.... They are the goof troop for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294868892800340530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsnNF-hUjI/AAAAAAAAAPY/dWNWHhKd2Nw/s400/newport+ri+008+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is, "The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kingscote&lt;/span&gt;" it was designed in 1839 for George Noble Jones, he had the house and sold it in 1864 to China Trade merchant William Henry King. Hence the name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmTabk1QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NgDBlN7J1fs/s1600-h/newport+ri+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294867901858501890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmTabk1QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NgDBlN7J1fs/s400/newport+ri+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big daddy of a home was built in 1898 and finished in 1901. This is called, "The Elms." This home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cost&lt;/span&gt; $1.4 million when the built it. So you could imagine what it is now. The inside of this house is just breath taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmErcGJbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SeHYMCDiN0o/s1600-h/newport+ri+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294867648726050226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsmErcGJbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SeHYMCDiN0o/s400/newport+ri+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a weekend of touring and messing around in Newport we had to head home... Only this time we woke up to 5 inches of snow. Then we went to church and came out to more than 6 inches. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; drive home started out like this. The roads were terrible. I mean gross. Right after I left I just thought man I should go back and stay another night. Only it was still snowing and the next storm was coming in that night. With that being said I had to get off the island before it got worse. Otherwise I could have stayed 2 more days and missed 2 days of work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXslkP2sIEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZBpIOKdpj5E/s1600-h/newport+ri+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294867091565584450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXslkP2sIEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZBpIOKdpj5E/s400/newport+ri+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I know you must be asking your self why? Why keep driving or how did you do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know I just did it at about 25 miles an hour. See it got better the closer I got to CT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294867322628812722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXslxsodL7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/WqyMbsPwjFs/s400/newport+ri+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Also after about 45 min. Of crappy road I was the only one left see.... so It was not that bad. i just had to stay where the snow was not. Only that would be a sheet of ice left to drive on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXslX7KOoOI/AAAAAAAAAOg/YSy7G60SJAg/s1600-h/newport+ri+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294866879851962594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXslX7KOoOI/AAAAAAAAAOg/YSy7G60SJAg/s400/newport+ri+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay finally got to the major highway.... see it is a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXslI0gHivI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QNGLJwtgIww/s1600-h/newport+ri+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294866620366686962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXslI0gHivI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QNGLJwtgIww/s400/newport+ri+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so maybe I found all the drivers.....The 95 was closed for 45 minutes due to a damn crash. People were even getting out of their cars to get the ice and stuff off the cars. Look how nasty all the cars look...Everything in CT looks like this during this time of the year. However the roads were clear. My question is why did they crash on clear roads when I was driving earlier the roads were 10 times worse and no crashes..... go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsk3eFfHlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-Z8wC8FPb6w/s1600-h/newport+ri+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294866322291629650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsk3eFfHlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-Z8wC8FPb6w/s400/newport+ri+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I hope you all had fun on our trip. Maybe next time I will post more pics and maybe just maybe my mom will be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXskpQZWS3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cp8RT77V6kg/s1600-h/newport+ri+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294866078098672498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXskpQZWS3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cp8RT77V6kg/s400/newport+ri+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;/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/8855314705973134236-4013839806097176114?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4013839806097176114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4013839806097176114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4013839806097176114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4013839806097176114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-weekends.html' title='My weekends'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SXsnZo3IuCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qddA0CEYsek/s72-c/newport+ri+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8620791982848088125</id><published>2009-01-21T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:36:08.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My list</title><content type='html'>So things are going great here at our house. So far the man has only a few more weeks of training at OCS. Which is very exciting news for us. Now I have to get ready to move again. Only this time it is just me doing all the moving stuff. So I have get my ass busy.&lt;br /&gt;So far I have accomplished only a few things that need to be done and I only have 3 ½  weeks to get it all done.&lt;br /&gt;1) get boxes                    done&lt;br /&gt;2) pack                            no where near started&lt;br /&gt;3) find help                     yeah right&lt;br /&gt;4) quit work to get this show on the road          turned  notice TODAY   J&lt;br /&gt;5) tell schools                  ½ way there&lt;br /&gt;6) call to set appts to get bills shut off              oh man I hate waiting on the phone&lt;br /&gt;7) clean house                   I do this daily however I have kids&lt;br /&gt;8) tell land lord a date        so I am slow at things&lt;br /&gt;9) get a damn beer&lt;br /&gt;10) get plane ticket for the help I found            thank you MOM&lt;br /&gt;11)reserve truck, 2 car dollies one dolly (you know to move things)  as 2 women need one&lt;br /&gt;12)have that beer I am to get&lt;br /&gt;13)get tape and paper to wrap stuff in&lt;br /&gt;14) have another beer&lt;br /&gt;15) got to bed      what the hell after 3 beers I am sure I will need bed as now I am considered cheep people…..&lt;br /&gt;16) stop this crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so you see I am busy for the next 3 weeks. I think I can mange though.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to military life. See step 9, 12, 14   J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8620791982848088125?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8620791982848088125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8620791982848088125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8620791982848088125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8620791982848088125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-list.html' title='My list'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8268857088973653275</id><published>2009-01-13T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:49:37.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SWz-WvmC1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/hL8ruL42gfA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290883328940102786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SWz-WvmC1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/hL8ruL42gfA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Okay so I know that someone logs on here from Oklahoma city. I sure wish I knew who it was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Do you have a blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Are you my sister? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Are you in my family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It is killing me to find out who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You should let me know who you are or if I know you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Okay I will stop now just had to get that out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Have a good day and don't stop logging in to read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8268857088973653275?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8268857088973653275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8268857088973653275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8268857088973653275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8268857088973653275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SWz-WvmC1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/hL8ruL42gfA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3878551915844432890</id><published>2009-01-08T06:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T06:01:47.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm why???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Have you ever had a conversation with one of your children that you were just speechless? Just shocked or did not know what to say? Maybe even turning red and trying not to laugh? Well let me tell you my son asked me some questions the other night. Let me tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;Son: Mom will I grow bigger while I am sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Yes son you will.&lt;br /&gt;Son: Will my pee pee grow bigger too?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (Shocked) Um sure son.&lt;br /&gt;Son: Will I big like daddy?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (WTF) Yeah I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Son: Will I have big balls that hang down?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (trying not to laugh and still shocked) uumm son I don’t know I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Son: Why does daddy have big loose balls with hair? Will I grow hair?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (oh my gawd help me) I don’t know ask your father.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: okay son I am going to bed I love you and so does daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Son: I can’t wait to have a big pee pee like daddy….&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (speechless) um night night.&lt;br /&gt;So you see this all comes from a 4 yr old boy….&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-3878551915844432890?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3878551915844432890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3878551915844432890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3878551915844432890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3878551915844432890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/01/umm-why.html' title='Umm why???'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2597527959936544578</id><published>2009-01-03T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T06:07:49.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it is the new year. We have already accomplished something new that the kids have never done before. On New Years Day we took the kids sledding. SO we went to Mt. Suthington to look into maybe ski boarding as well. Can you say damn freezing. we are not cut out for that kind of life at all. So we get there and man my eyes start tearing from being damn cold. So the man stands in line and send us in for hot chocolate. Well he comes to inform us that the kids can't sled at this place but we could go down the road to a park. So we were like hell yeah lets leave this damn place. I tell you what it was just way to cold and those people spend way to much money to be cold. So we got to the park and found a great hill. After one hour and frost bite we headed home to warm up. It was alot of fun and worth every minute watching the kids go up and down the hill. So maybe frost bite was not so bad..... So look at the kids go. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287252614166758882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SWAYPVEqReI/AAAAAAAAANw/Su21Z94RJ6E/s400/family+209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287253537324632386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SWAZFEGpiUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZlnaAkaAKac/s400/family+217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2597527959936544578?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2597527959936544578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2597527959936544578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2597527959936544578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2597527959936544578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow.html' title='snow'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SWAYPVEqReI/AAAAAAAAANw/Su21Z94RJ6E/s72-c/family+209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2445191270100358307</id><published>2008-12-31T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:23:11.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let’s see here. This exact time last year we had just started really unpacking to stay in our new house in CT. We had just left the Navy. So life was all about starting over and trying to find our new path here in CT. It was not going that well as it was bitter cold and we had only met one couple who has 3 boys. So we had spent our first New Years ever as civilians. It was different. Life was just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;So we all have got new roles and new programs going on. We even had bought 2 new puppies which we could not keep. The man got accepted back to the military as an Officer Candidate. So he was gone at the end of the year. We lost one of the best moms ever. My Mother-in-law who will be forever missed and always in our thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;One of the craziest Thanksgivings ever this year in OK topped with a really fast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Childs&lt;/span&gt; birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;One wet and snowy Dec. and 2 blown TV’s in only a 2 week time frame. All I can say is thank God the Man got to come home for Christmas. We also had a good Christmas eve at the local hospital here in CT. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; fell with the help of his sister. He got 4 staples in his head. Thank God Christmas was quite. Now today is New Years day and most parties in CT have been cancelled. We should have 4 inches or more of snow tonight with a bitter 13 outside. So that was our whole year pretty much. Very short and it was a fast one. Now next year should be very interesting and I am sure you will hear all about it as we start another new life soon.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great New Years wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2445191270100358307?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2445191270100358307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2445191270100358307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2445191270100358307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2445191270100358307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-year.html' title='What a year....'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8367308083970750203</id><published>2008-11-28T04:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T05:17:04.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week.</title><content type='html'>Our wonderful family. We wish you the best during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_pCunPudI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ONVHhe8xO0s/s1600-h/IMG_4307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273689921755789778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_pCunPudI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ONVHhe8xO0s/s400/IMG_4307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this week has been a really long week. It all started Saturday night. Mu husbands mom got put in the ICU in OKC (Oklahoma City). So I had to call the red cross to get the man home so we could go see Mama. Well that all happened really fast. We left CT Sunday in the afternoon and arrived to OKC in the evening. On Tuesday afternoon Mama went to Heaven. She had a great life and lived as good as she could. She will be missed dearly. We love you Mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Wed. we decided that while we are here we should celebrate her life and get everyone together. That called for grocery shopping and food preparing. So my mom and I hit the store and the kitchen to make a feast. Thursday which was Thanksgiving we had a huge feast with all the family here. It was so nice. One of the best ones I have been to years. I loved it. After super we drove down the street to see more family and we took a ton of pics. It was so nice to see people. Some of these people I have not seen in 10yrs or more. Just a blessing to have them all here in the area for me and my family to see and for each one of them to finally get to meet each other. Just wonderful stuff going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today is black Friday..... don't you know I was up and out at 4 today to get in line. Yep... I know I am out of town and about 900 miles away from home but I sure did hit the store. I did not get what I was going for but I did get my kids a bunch of movies that were only $2.00. Great deal people and I got to people watch. I loved it. It was nice. I was all done and back home by 5:30am. Also on the list for today would be to take Grandpa out, go to Brick town, buy Sissy her birthday stuff as tomorrow is Sissy's birthday, get the kids as they stayed at my sisters house, visit with more family, wash cloths, pack, go through more of Mama's stuff and this list could go on. I just don't have enough time to do all that I need to while I am here. So in Feb. I will have to come back for 2 weeks to get the rest done. I tell you people just too much going on. So as I mentioned Sissy's birthday is Saturday so we celebrated it Thursday on Thanksgiving. While all the family was here. Besides Sat... we will be in the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you can see this has been a very long and busy week. This was just a fast run down. This could be longer but I want you all to see some new pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So enjoy..... :) This is my family. My husband and 2 kids with my Grandma. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273688936034980818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_oJWhF09I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Vw6TIHfCiqE/s400/IMG_4305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This would be all the cousins. Starting with Bubba, my sisters daughter and son, Sissy and then new addition of my brothers first born, his son. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273691778449596514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_quzVi4GI/AAAAAAAAANo/2pKwBtvEtNw/s400/IMG_4325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The man , my dad, me, bubba, sissy, new nephew, my brother, his wife, my mom, my other sister-in-law and finally my other brother in the very back. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273690165714946642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_pQ7bpClI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wwTuNbcSxXY/s400/IMG_4309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Okay take 2 with no dog...... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273690377085336306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_pdO2ROvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cXNsDPi6qns/s400/IMG_4310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273690572176069346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_polnhkuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/PixpsikKDN4/s400/IMG_4312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my cousin and my uncle (my dads brother) my other cousin (the 2 boys belong to my uncle) They are 17 and 16 and stand at 6'4...With my grandma. My uncle is my grandmas son. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273690783977756066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_p06o-1aI/AAAAAAAAANA/_jf8THB0MBM/s400/IMG_4314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My dad his mom (Grandma) and his brother (my uncle).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273690903474610050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_p73zQH4I/AAAAAAAAANI/VGiLMDJN-Og/s400/IMG_4315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So just another shot. See how damn short I am.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273691100506682370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_qHVzW9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vqO8CMbiPlA/s400/IMG_4317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So sissy got do her birthday for the first time with family. She is now 9.... man where did the time go?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273691344238491266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_qVhxjNoI/AAAAAAAAANY/afxrtYEicIw/s400/IMG_4320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My son has a major thing with motor cycles. He loves them. We put him on this loud hog and he reached right for the gas. He will own one when he is older... he assured me of that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273691559496185074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_qiDq-9PI/AAAAAAAAANg/TMWW5XHYen0/s400/IMG_4322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that is all folks. I don't think you all noticed. But I have a sister and her husband that had to go to all of his families houses for Thanksgiving and another brother that was not here. SO today I think we will be taking more complete family pics. I will post more later..... love you all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8367308083970750203?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8367308083970750203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8367308083970750203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8367308083970750203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8367308083970750203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-week.html' title='what a week.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SS_pCunPudI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ONVHhe8xO0s/s72-c/IMG_4307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5784442386459281305</id><published>2008-10-19T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:15:08.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPuflcm9IoI/AAAAAAAAAME/q_5zWq782TA/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPuflcm9IoI/AAAAAAAAAME/q_5zWq782TA/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258972455568745090" border="0" /&gt;This is me on the way home. Just trying to show you&lt;/a&gt; the hair color....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPuffcgYyBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KqnWbMiokQc/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPuffcgYyBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KqnWbMiokQc/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258972352461981714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see the color and cut now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPufXuUh0NI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uT_p_g2sN8E/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPufXuUh0NI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uT_p_g2sN8E/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258972219805126866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So can you tell that I have lazy dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPufRB0Q6RI/AAAAAAAAALs/hjJoShNijF4/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPufRB0Q6RI/AAAAAAAAALs/hjJoShNijF4/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258972104779426066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SP this is me after I colored my hair. I think it looks good, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPufDhh5AtI/AAAAAAAAALk/waT2R-I4f5E/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPufDhh5AtI/AAAAAAAAALk/waT2R-I4f5E/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258971872774128338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The man and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; in a castle that we found at the top of Sleeping Giant. Very nice place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPue8sdWi9I/AAAAAAAAALc/ugxXnDy6X_A/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPue8sdWi9I/AAAAAAAAALc/ugxXnDy6X_A/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258971755448798162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy over looking the east side of CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPue3BpG8II/AAAAAAAAALU/TWkWqVlp6oA/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPue3BpG8II/AAAAAAAAALU/TWkWqVlp6oA/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258971658056036482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance to the castle&lt;br /&gt;So this is the trail that goes up to many places. Very peaceful place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueqaTttEI/AAAAAAAAALE/dF2z40RH6Z8/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueqaTttEI/AAAAAAAAALE/dF2z40RH6Z8/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258971441338889282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The reason we went out was to look at the foliage in CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPuekdP6GVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/uv_hCR_UWEo/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPuekdP6GVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/uv_hCR_UWEo/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258971339049015634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt;, The Man and Sissy climbed as many rocks as they could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueaRXzwpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lg4xoxpCL3M/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueaRXzwpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lg4xoxpCL3M/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258971164062237330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first stop on the way to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueSjLWCGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/G8_KgexHzmE/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueSjLWCGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/G8_KgexHzmE/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258971031402842210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys had to go looking for hiking sticks. So we could make it to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueLmhbwNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4E-ebSAG-rQ/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueLmhbwNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4E-ebSAG-rQ/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258970912041713874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy found a stick and off she was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueE0TqgtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nQc1rFyHAfE/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPueE0TqgtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nQc1rFyHAfE/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258970795482972882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO on the way the boys were very nervous and this was the only spot that Duke was somewhat happy to be in until we let him come to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPud-AgrQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Csc2cpzxAz8/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPud-AgrQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Csc2cpzxAz8/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258970678499689362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt;..... Beau really did not like the car ride that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPud4oJM-hI/AAAAAAAAAKM/KHyQjY6p-Cw/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPud4oJM-hI/AAAAAAAAAKM/KHyQjY6p-Cw/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258970586059438610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so nothing to do with out trip but last weekend we carved pumpkins. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bubbas&lt;/span&gt; version of batman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPudy6MJ0BI/AAAAAAAAAKE/uLelGRQ0UwA/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPudy6MJ0BI/AAAAAAAAAKE/uLelGRQ0UwA/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258970487824437266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I carved this skull and cross bones. Looks very nice I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPudrKt9edI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nBM3vwWBy7o/s1600-h/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPudrKt9edI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nBM3vwWBy7o/s400/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258970354822248914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this one was, (Cover your ears) a bitch. The man and I carved this one together. Very hard work but I must tell you after we lite it up it was worth all the hard we put into it. SO that is all I have to show you right now. Hope you liked our stuff.... see you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-5784442386459281305?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5784442386459281305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5784442386459281305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5784442386459281305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5784442386459281305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-me-on-way-home.html' title=''/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SPuflcm9IoI/AAAAAAAAAME/q_5zWq782TA/s72-c/FAMILY+OUTING+CT+090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-302930569424991544</id><published>2008-09-24T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:12:47.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay so today was a normal day until I noticed that I was running 5 minutes late when I left for work. So I ran out of the house with coffee and a lunch. I was just about to exit I noticed that I had no purse or a badge to get into work. Being I did not want to be late I decided that I would just go without it and try to get into the hospital with out a badge. Then I remembered that I needed my badge to park in a safe place here at work. Damn it. So I had to park on the street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you can see I am parked in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Slumville&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249558276324499954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SNotcGAIofI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CdNWLqVLxAE/s320/bridgeport_ct.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate Parking here..... You would never know that I work in a nice place at all.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249558878090982674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SNot_HwcdRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Zk12BxqHUC8/s320/work.bmp" border="0" /&gt;So that is work,..... You could never find me anyway and you would need a damn badge to even get close. So any way I was not late for work as I ran in found someone in security to let me in... damn it. Then I ran home to get the purse and a new cup of coffee. Hey a girl needs energy to run from the ghetto.... So I get all the way back to work and get ready to park in the nice garage and I am out of damn tokens...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Needless to say I am on the street again 2 blocks into the ghetto....Thank god I got more coffee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-302930569424991544?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/302930569424991544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=302930569424991544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/302930569424991544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/302930569424991544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-day-at-work.html' title='Bad day at work'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SNotcGAIofI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CdNWLqVLxAE/s72-c/bridgeport_ct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4691626652822008393</id><published>2008-09-17T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T04:39:05.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today marks our new beginning</title><content type='html'>So as most of you know my husband &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt; got out of the Navy. It has not been 1 year yet and he has decided to go back. Only this time he will be an officer. He has been accepted into Officer school to be a pilot. So today is the day that he will go swear in. Now after he is done with this he will eventually go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OCS&lt;/span&gt; (Officer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;candidate&lt;/span&gt; school). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246952166058688626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SNDrMgtlAHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3sNciDhv74g/s320/naval_officer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what he will look like.... only he will have all sorts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ribbons&lt;/span&gt; and medals hanging on him. This is going to be very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; as before he was an enlisted man. So we will be treading new water as today starts the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of our new path. It is all very exciting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246952744287245874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SNDruKyAljI/AAAAAAAAAJk/i4_ohSkY22w/s320/FUTURE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Until you've seen what he will do when he is done with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OCS&lt;/span&gt;..... Man what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; he will have. Hope he wears a set belt at all  times.... Okay so now you know where we will be heading... and it is out of Connecticut.... Thank you Jesus. So we will keep you all posted on the new things as they happen. Have a great day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-4691626652822008393?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4691626652822008393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4691626652822008393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4691626652822008393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4691626652822008393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-marks-our-new-beginning.html' title='Today marks our new beginning'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SNDrMgtlAHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3sNciDhv74g/s72-c/naval_officer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2833044525653343671</id><published>2008-09-12T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T04:08:28.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just because</title><content type='html'>Yum, Okay thought I would do just because photos. No reason so have fun...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpM4AvuW-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/_6J6yMAVgfI/s1600-h/yumm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245089241182919650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpM4AvuW-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/_6J6yMAVgfI/s400/yumm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy got bite by a spider on her eye....while sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpM0pRPDzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/4pzSlaf3SpQ/s1600-h/spider+bite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245089183341416242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpM0pRPDzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/4pzSlaf3SpQ/s400/spider+bite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay Bubba learned out to roller blade but only with all this crap on.... very funny looking he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMwsL6f0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/SRPq3JMFJyA/s1600-h/oh+no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245089115404926786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMwsL6f0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/SRPq3JMFJyA/s400/oh+no.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubba loves to make faces and he is a master at putting puzzles together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMq7sCmUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Fh2YiKLwwTw/s1600-h/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245089016486992194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMq7sCmUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Fh2YiKLwwTw/s400/funny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubba rocking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMm-P-kjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ytTYmyFki0k/s1600-h/fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245088948455117362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMm-P-kjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ytTYmyFki0k/s400/fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy getting ready to bite the dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMjE0tEYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/pVqLUcX-O7g/s1600-h/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245088881500295554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMjE0tEYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/pVqLUcX-O7g/s400/fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMfNjUiII/AAAAAAAAAIk/71-bbHvlhiM/s1600-h/crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245088815123826818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMfNjUiII/AAAAAAAAAIk/71-bbHvlhiM/s400/crazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMbGqlrEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Wx_yx-6pXPk/s1600-h/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245088744555785282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpMbGqlrEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Wx_yx-6pXPk/s400/cool.jpg" 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;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8855314705973134236-2833044525653343671?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2833044525653343671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2833044525653343671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2833044525653343671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2833044525653343671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-because.html' title='just because'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SMpM4AvuW-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/_6J6yMAVgfI/s72-c/yumm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5583272537991636714</id><published>2008-09-10T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T05:15:25.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy very very sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So today I am very sleep deprived. It has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; up and I am done.&lt;br /&gt;I need 9 hours of sleep to be normal. Now I get just a little over 6.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of things I have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;Bags under eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Increased Yawning&lt;br /&gt;Red swollen eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memory loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forgetfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chest pain&lt;br /&gt;aches all over&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of coffee no longer help me at all.&lt;br /&gt;my skin is breaking out&lt;br /&gt;no sex drive&lt;br /&gt;God help me find a way to make it..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-5583272537991636714?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5583272537991636714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5583272537991636714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5583272537991636714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5583272537991636714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleepy-very-very-sleepy.html' title='Sleepy very very sleepy'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4690532728331252294</id><published>2008-09-05T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:25:11.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So like most people in the world today, I have a cell phone. I have had uncountable number of cell phones since 10th grade. I can tell you that each time I get a phone it is inevitable something will happen to that phone. So yesterday while I was taking care of 2 kids and 2 hungry puppies I was talking on my cell phone while I was managing household duties and getting the puppies some food.&lt;br /&gt;Okay here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from work in work cloths and high heels. I go straight to the puppies and to let them out. On my way to the back door I notice that one puppy did not quite make it on the pee pee pad. He had pooped half way on the pad and half off. So I thought I would just open the door let them out and I would go and clean it up. Well was I ever wrong. The puppies were so excited to see me that they were jumping up and down and running all over the place. So Duke stepped right in the pile and tracked it all over the damn place and my work cloths. Damn it. So out they went and  off to change I go. While Changing the phone rang. So I answered it and continued to change. While taking off my pants I touched a spot of pooh so I had it on my hand now and the phone to my ear. Well Sissy started to yell at me and Bubba was out in the front yard crying as he had dirt in his shoes and could not walk…. So with paper towels in hand I thought I would grab up the rest of the nasty pooh before it got worse and then wash hands. Well before I could make it to the sink with a cell phone now in hand a toy that one puppy should not have and a nasty pooh hand I reached for the faucet and my phone fell right in to a bowl of water….&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I did it again. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say I may need yet another new phone.&lt;br /&gt;It was not until late last night that my best friend called my cell…. It rang and the caller ID still worked.  Hopefully this one will last….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-4690532728331252294?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4690532728331252294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4690532728331252294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4690532728331252294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4690532728331252294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-it.html' title='Damn it!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2166265220358779729</id><published>2008-08-27T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T05:06:01.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week at our house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So as you know from previous post that&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; our&lt;/span&gt; 2 new puppies chewed up my husbands flip flops. Well it sure has been a week for chewing at our house. It was only a few days later that the man found his tennis shoe being chewed. Now he needs new shoe strings. After the tennis shoe they thought they might as well keep up the good run of chewing. So they got a pair of his underwear… Not sure if he has seen them yet…. Then just yesterday Sissy found them out side chewing up his favorite hat…. Shhh!! The man does not know yet. Then the funniest thing has happened. You see Duke loves to lay on pillows like he is a king and Beau loves to lay on the cold floor. So yesterday when the man woke up he was complaining of smelling puppy pee….He kept rolling over trying new positions and still smelled pee. So he sat up and noticed his pillow was wet. He was like damn honey I must have broke a fever… or I drooled all night long. Well he grabbed it up and smelled it…. It was PEE….. Duke had peed all over his pillow and he did not know it. He slept with that pillow all night long. Never once noticed it was wet. Talk about funny, I am LOL right now thinking about it. I am sure these people here at work are wondering  WTF I am laughing at…. So it has just been a funny thing going on here at our house. The man must have pissed them off. They have only ate his stuff and peed on his stuff…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2166265220358779729?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2166265220358779729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2166265220358779729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2166265220358779729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2166265220358779729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/08/week-at-our-house.html' title='A week at our house'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-4963299890738306547</id><published>2008-08-21T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T04:55:42.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My fault?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So when we went to &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; and I mean only &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; puppy. Did you catch that part &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; puppy, I did not think I would really get &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;.  So when we asked to see &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; puppy named DUKE the lady brought out the &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; puppy.  She brought out Beau. So of course we fall in love with him. Then she tells us, "Oh you asked to Duke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; you?" The man is like yeah, this is not him? So she goes and gets Duke. Well when we were all done looking at the right puppy she takes him back and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the man&lt;/span&gt; is like lets put in a application. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So did you get that, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the man said&lt;/span&gt; lets put in a application. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So as I filled out the paper work I turned to ask which one do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The man says well I kind of want both of them.... The man said it....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So that is how we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acquired&lt;/span&gt; 2 puppies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now yesterday while I was working hard the man called and said it was urgent. So I really thought something was going on. So I called back right away and he did not answer his phone so I sat here at work worrying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well he finally called and said, "Your damn puppies chewed up my flip flops."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My puppies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah your puppies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Did you not gate them up in their room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah, the got out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well I had you flip flops on the top of the couch honey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well they manages to move the couch away from the wall and the flip flops fell..... So your damn puppies ate my $40 flip flops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So funny how something goes wrong it becomes my fault. Maybe he will move his shoes himself&lt;/span&gt; for now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-4963299890738306547?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/4963299890738306547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=4963299890738306547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4963299890738306547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/4963299890738306547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-fault.html' title='My fault?'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3464733162600146025</id><published>2008-08-20T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:39:32.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well where do I start? So yesterday was my birthday. It was a good day. I got up got ready for work made everyone breakfast took care of the puppies and dropped sissy off. Got to work and sat here the whole day with no one knowing it was my birthday. No one told even acknowledged it was my day. A few people did but only my friends outside of CT. So after work I go home to find the husband waiting for me with a beer in hand. He said you drink this and get ready for a causal place. So I did. We left and headed 1 hours outside of town to almost the CT – Mass boarder. I was taken to a mall and given money to spend however I wanted. He took the kids and let me loose. That was fun no one to round up or look after while shopping. So after I bought all that I wanted we went to dinner. It was at dinner that the man said so this is your last year being in you 20’s. No more 20’s…. Man that really sucks. So also while we were eating the place we were at felt like I was back in SD. (San Diego). I felt as if I could walk out and be back home. At that very moment is when I really felt the whole thing hit me of moving away. I just wanted to cry. I really miss it there and the people. It is home to me. Not only that but now I only have this one last year of being in my 20’s. What a terrible thought it was. So the man made it all better you know he is really good at that and at the whole giving gifts. I totally suck. So now I really have to try harder as he gets better and better each year. Damn it. So that was my day and he took great care of me and made me feel really good. It was like having shopping heaven and the feeling of home all in one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-3464733162600146025?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3464733162600146025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3464733162600146025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3464733162600146025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3464733162600146025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-day.html' title='My day'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2654505484917579504</id><published>2008-08-17T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T06:53:34.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new addition to the family.....</title><content type='html'>It all started here in the town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ridgefiled&lt;/span&gt;, Ct. In this wonderful town we found not one but two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; puppies.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235473924367741666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgjy6TCcuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JLYMKU7-jSk/s400/connecticut+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everyone say Hi to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ridgefiled&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235473341692955570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgjQ_qiy7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/SsWAmN5J_04/s400/connecticut+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;puppy&lt;/span&gt; number one now known as Duke. Duke really likes the camera and lots of attention. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235474837086059490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkoCcCu-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/B_X8d5j_Z1U/s400/connecticut+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is puppy number 2. His new name is Beau. Beau is very laid back and has a bully side to him. He has what you might call, "Small dog Syndrome."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235475122401071106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgk4pUcUAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zRSCY79mPeg/s400/connecticut+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So after we brought the Boy's home we took them out for some pee time. While they were there they found every stick in the yard and just went to town. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sisssy&lt;/span&gt; is here to make sure we don't fight. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglsRIAteI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wGkJDRUsWdA/s1600-h/connecticut+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235476009259677154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglsRIAteI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wGkJDRUsWdA/s400/connecticut+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You could say yard time went really well. As soon as we came in they got lazy. See he already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;See's&lt;/span&gt; the way to wrap the man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglkPN5JKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JylMxLQ77GI/s1600-h/connecticut+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235475871308522658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglkPN5JKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JylMxLQ77GI/s400/connecticut+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay lets go back out and pee some more. But wait a minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; plans besides pee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglckqMV4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/OMOqfNtxsY0/s1600-h/connecticut+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235475739625412482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglckqMV4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/OMOqfNtxsY0/s400/connecticut+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a good boy for using the bathroom outside. So as you can see Duke and I get a long great. He already likes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglNrlQWnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1jRfT0HyC7s/s1600-h/connecticut+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235475483785714290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglNrlQWnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1jRfT0HyC7s/s400/connecticut+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well after a long drive and lots of playing outside we found them on the floor passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglCFAIT_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lYtgRVGcDQM/s1600-h/connecticut+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235475284450889714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKglCFAIT_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lYtgRVGcDQM/s400/connecticut+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Beau looks very happy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkvWFNeKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DWD7F70IC30/s1600-h/connecticut+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235474962618087586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkvWFNeKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DWD7F70IC30/s400/connecticut+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is Duke and Beau playing. The boys have sibling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rivalry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. As do children. I would have this picture the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Right&lt;/span&gt; way. However I am now on day 3 of puppies and I was up about 2-3 times last night to take them out to poo and pee. Which each night we have had them it was raining out. But they don't mind the rain one bit. So they go out to pee and poo while I stand sleeping in the door way. But when I see they are done and call them back they just turn and look at me like I am crazy. So I have to go out in the cold rain during the middle of the night and get the boys back in. Not a easy task when you have 2 running around. So it takes about 20 minutes or more to get the poo and pee job done. Did I mention it was about 2-3 times of this each night...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise it is going good. We have only had 3 poo accidents in the house and until last night we only had about 5 pee accidents. But after last night we are now up to 20 or more..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see Beau really likes water. He also loves to play in the water. So he will go for a drink and end up having water all over the place. He will also try to put his whole body in the tiny bowl. But he will also use a potty pad. But last night he just could not quite make it back to the pad. He would start one place and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; on the pad. So it is progress..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duke however will just go anywhere we wants. That boy does not care. So we have got lots of paperwork on house breaking and we are doing what it says.... So we will see. Right now we only have one boy that is doing a really good job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise it is a busy job trying to keep 2 puppies clean, happy and housebroke at the same time. Well guys I have to go attend to my puppies hope you all like my new kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkdsIpKII/AAAAAAAAAHU/sfWSrFo6AeQ/s1600-h/connecticut+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235474659300419714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkdsIpKII/AAAAAAAAAHU/sfWSrFo6AeQ/s400/connecticut+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are going for the mouth attack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkS4IQUZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4UwFuR7tuko/s1600-h/connecticut+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235474473541456274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkS4IQUZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4UwFuR7tuko/s400/connecticut+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beau is running from Duke as Duke likes to jump on Beau. But Beau will put him right back into place in no time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235474360276609954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkMSLz66I/AAAAAAAAAHE/kmnTOqB6xY8/s400/connecticut+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Okay so Duke says thank you for taking me in and I need to explore now. You know I did not notice until I took this that the boys spots match the floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235474240724566626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgkFU0YgmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ep6cJ5Dt6qs/s400/connecticut+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8855314705973134236-2654505484917579504?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2654505484917579504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2654505484917579504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2654505484917579504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2654505484917579504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-new-addition-to-family.html' title='Our new addition to the family.....'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgjy6TCcuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JLYMKU7-jSk/s72-c/connecticut+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-7689153418255093504</id><published>2008-08-12T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:24:13.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKGOzj93D-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/BGiqqHbeL7U/s1600-h/puppies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233621258460401634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKGOzj93D-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/BGiqqHbeL7U/s400/puppies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as y&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt; all know we applied to adopt 2 new puppies to our family. Well they called us yesterday to inform me that we will be able to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; puppies.... YEAH! So this is really exciting to us so I thought I would share with you all what they look like. These are not my puppies but you will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; the idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8855314705973134236-7689153418255093504?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/7689153418255093504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=7689153418255093504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7689153418255093504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7689153418255093504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-new-edition.html' title='Our new edition'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKGOzj93D-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/BGiqqHbeL7U/s72-c/puppies.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2738317618787890081</id><published>2008-08-11T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:31:13.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The family weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So where do I start here. How about Friday night. First we head out to dinner at this southwest grill here in town. It was really good but the husbands burrito was not as good as the rest of our food. So he finished what we could not all eat. After dinner we walked to star bucks as it was on the corner of the shopping center. Being we were out of coffee at the house we went to buy more. While there the lady gave us free coffee so we got fat free coffee cake for our coffee and off to the mall we headed. While sipping on hot coffee eating coffee cakes with the kids just looking at all the neat stuff in the mall we just enjoyed it so much that we found our self's in Borders the book store. What a nice book store I tell you. We found so many good books for the kids and they had a clearance rack for us too. So Sissy got 3 new books and Bubba got 3. Mom and dad each got a new book too. It was so fun reading and looking around that when we finally got ready to go it was already 9. We were there for 3 hours. It sure did not feel like 3 hours. But it was great family time.&lt;br /&gt;Well Saturday morning came and we had a new cup of coffee that we have not had in a while and it was just wonderful. After coffee we headed to the gym. On the way to the gym we found a pet shelter aka pound. It was nasty. The pets were in bad shape and it stunk. So we left fast and headed to the gym. After the gym we came home got ready and googled puppies..... We found a set of 4 that are 1 hour out side of town, in Ridgefield. Ridgefield is very nice very rich. I mean rich people live there. At the downtown area of town was a Nutmeg festival. All the rich people are selling all there things they don't want and things they make. All proceeds went to the town church. So this was one place we found our self's at after we went to look at the puppies. These puppies are very cute and now a must have. We have officially put in adoption paperwork for 2 boys. They are 10 week old Beagle puppies. Very cute. Just google what they look like and you to will fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;As for Sunday we went grocery shopping and yard work were the only 2 things we did. Beside laundry and house work. Which all got finished. So that was my wonderful weekend. Very busy and fun. Hope you all had a good one too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2738317618787890081?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2738317618787890081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2738317618787890081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2738317618787890081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2738317618787890081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-weekend.html' title='The family weekend'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3554504487316254341</id><published>2008-08-05T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:09:12.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggin....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's that time again.......you can blame &lt;em&gt;hope4grace&lt;/em&gt; if you read something here that causes you emotional or mental anguish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tagged: Six Things You NEVER Wanted to Know About &lt;em&gt;Bigest1brat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;1)So I am a major people watcher. From what they say, do, wear and act. I remember everything about a person without even meeting them. I can ever tell you what there name is or if they have a secret. My ears are that good. I just act like they are not good. So trust me when I tell you about a person that I really don’t know them I just know about them and I can tell if they are lying to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;2)I can’t stand to plan things out. I am very spontaneous. So for the one that tagged me, this is too much planning now on my part. But I like them so I will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;3)I really have no sense for style. I wing it all the way. I promise. Now you are probably thinking, “Yeah right.” It is true. So I will tell you that I buy the worst looking thing on the rack. Not because it is nice. But I will look good in it and people tell me I do. So I can see who lies…. It is funny but I love to see what people’s faces tell you before they open their mouth. How ever I do this because I am cheap and fashion-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;4)Okay so you should know by now I am a true blonde. I love attention. I mean I will get it anyway I have to. I don’t dare leave my house without hair and make-up or nice cloths. I always try to look what I think is hot. I have to have that look or whistle or comment from people. I thrive on it. If I don’t get it then I am looking a hot mess.  But you can ask any one of my friends I do get attention all the time and it is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;5)Now this is something no one knows about me. Being I am blonde I totally try to play that role of not knowing or understanding or that I don’t know what your talking about. I will also let you think your in control. It is all about mind games and I play them well. I really know all and I mean all that is going on in my house. You might think I don’t but man your wrong. You also might really think my husband wears the pants. Hello, someone has to make him feel like he does… get me. So if he thinks he does then all goes well at my house. If he only knew that I wear them and I have him thinking he is in charge for a reason. I can’t tell you anymore than that because you are making me blow my cover people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;6)I am a smart person, really I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Now you have to do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Link to the person who tagged you.2) Post the rules on your blog (copy and paste 1-6).3) Write 6 random things about yourself (see below).4) Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them.5) Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.6) Let the tagger know when your entry is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-3554504487316254341?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3554504487316254341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3554504487316254341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3554504487316254341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3554504487316254341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/08/taggin.html' title='Taggin....'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8515711107619637486</id><published>2008-07-27T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:48:17.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>very board</title><content type='html'>So as you can see.... I was completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; and my man had people that matched them. So I ran home just to make sure I had people too... .Man did I ever. I have good people too... SO now I can say I do look like others. I am not original.&lt;br /&gt;I also have to tell you that I have tried 2 new beers.&lt;br /&gt;just keeping you all informed of what is going on here.&lt;br /&gt;1st is, "Fat Angel." It is brewed in Vermont.&lt;br /&gt;second and third are not American beers at all. 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; is Corona. Who does not like corona? I do!&lt;br /&gt;Third is Heineken. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; like the flavor. However it is not American at all, It is from Holland.&lt;br /&gt;But the corona is from North America. I don't think that counts at all. So I shall keep looking for the new beer of choice.&lt;br /&gt;More later.... stay tuned.    :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8515711107619637486?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8515711107619637486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8515711107619637486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8515711107619637486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8515711107619637486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/very-board.html' title='very board'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-3542477924386698515</id><published>2008-07-27T17:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:40:53.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/L/8_3/a70d30_4163277851d8849qjw5a30" width="203" height="232" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com/collage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNzIwNTUxNzY3MiZwdD*xMjE3MjA1NTI4NzM1JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-3542477924386698515?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/3542477924386698515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=3542477924386698515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3542477924386698515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/3542477924386698515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage_5581.html' title='Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-1436665044382779853</id><published>2008-07-27T17:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:38:37.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/N/storage/site1/files/24/82/62/248262_7638701631d8846ns1yz98.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I came home and found a picture that looks like me.... This is me on a normal day. I finally have people that match me.. See what wonderful people I found. Humm wonder what they look like not all done up???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-1436665044382779853?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/1436665044382779853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=1436665044382779853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1436665044382779853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1436665044382779853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage_27.html' title='Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8231762805557994976</id><published>2008-07-24T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:37:58.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy.. but good</title><content type='html'>So as you can tell I tried the whole look alike contest and it turns out that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; matches. I mean none. I tried 5 photos of me and I guess I need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; take more pictures. With nothing working on myself, I thought maybe it is not working....Lets grab one of the man.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;! The first picture I got he came up with people. So I tried again and again. Well he worked each time so I am nobody in this contest. Well the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bight&lt;/span&gt; side is I am original baby. I have no look likes so one can tell me i have a twin out there... No one not even a matching website.  So you see who my husband had for matches? I like Johnny.... But Russell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Crowe&lt;/span&gt;...Oh man!&lt;br /&gt;The rest I don't care about. SO look I married a Russell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Crowe&lt;/span&gt; look a like..... Oh too bad you did not.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8231762805557994976?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8231762805557994976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8231762805557994976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8231762805557994976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8231762805557994976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/crappy-but-good.html' title='Crappy.. but good'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-823024165830154676</id><published>2008-07-24T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:29:10.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/N/storage/site1/files/62/19/52/621952_67292357578884opyzg500.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrity&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNjkwMjUyMzc1NCZwdD*xMjE2OTAyNTQ3NTA*JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-823024165830154676?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/823024165830154676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=823024165830154676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/823024165830154676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/823024165830154676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8112031857640472788</id><published>2008-07-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:26:00.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are Americans to do??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;InBev and Anheuser-Busch Agree to Combine,&lt;br /&gt;Creating the Global Leader in Beer with Budweiser as its&lt;br /&gt;Flagship Brand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so you all know at my house we drink beer. Not that much anymore but we do once a week or every other week now days. So we buy American beer. Which was Anheuser-Busch. Now that the company has sold most of it’s shares to the Belgians it is not American anymore. So we have to find a new beer. This sucks really bad as I have come to love Michelob Lager or any other beer they have. So in my quest for a new American beer I will keep you in touch until we find the right one.&lt;br /&gt;I know you think I am crazy here but we are not the only ones that feel this way and if they knew how many people really did then I think they would reconsider their decision. You see we did Military for 9 years. While in the military we found that most of the boys drink American beer. We even have friends that really stood by their choice to serve in the Military and drink a damn good American beer after work. Even on the ships at a certain time during sea duty they will serve the guys beer and it was the American brand Bud…&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think they will serve these guys now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8112031857640472788?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8112031857640472788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8112031857640472788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8112031857640472788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8112031857640472788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-are-americans-to-do.html' title='What are Americans to do??'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-1408790787580781464</id><published>2008-07-14T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:33:36.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this past weekend we found a river and many beautiful things around CT. Here is the Farmington River which we will be canoing soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOxNHdRGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5fcEskuRA6g/s1600-h/RIVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854800107717730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOxNHdRGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5fcEskuRA6g/s400/RIVER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a pond that we came accross while we were exploring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOs9HNYyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dK4Utx9fzQQ/s1600-h/pond_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854727092232994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOs9HNYyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dK4Utx9fzQQ/s400/pond_art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Town of Avon which is so peaceful... Tons of shopping to do here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOpOy2gyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RLWP69wxtSM/s1600-h/gazebo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854663119209250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOpOy2gyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RLWP69wxtSM/s400/gazebo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is one of the only sections that we found that was still.... So we will be able to chill for a minute when we do go down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOlf1XvOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0eghp-xd2WM/s1600-h/farmington-riverview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854598973701346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOlf1XvOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0eghp-xd2WM/s400/farmington-riverview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did not take this one I googled it and it is a clock tower in Farmington. Only right now all the trees are grown and it is just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOgKXGKtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CV6lkgDYySY/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854507310230226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOgKXGKtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CV6lkgDYySY/s400/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is on top of a hill we found.... So we were down below the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOdbg4nbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SkvmJy2Rmas/s1600-h/Farmington_SW_Talcott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854460375080370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOdbg4nbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SkvmJy2Rmas/s400/Farmington_SW_Talcott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a lot of bridges here in CT and many of which are history. So with them being a part of history they will not take them down. I just love all the wonderful bridges here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOZbKJP-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rar0wlAYq5c/s1600-h/bridge3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854391560224738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOZbKJP-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rar0wlAYq5c/s400/bridge3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one was google too. But we did get to see the exact thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOVkxMM0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/PmrTyPxddII/s1600-h/avon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854325420438338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOVkxMM0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/PmrTyPxddII/s400/avon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So none of this would have been on here but HOPEFORGRACE saved my ass like always.... One quick call to the only person who gives great directions over the phone while serching them for me.... Thank you so much for all your good directions over the years....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;/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/8855314705973134236-1408790787580781464?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/1408790787580781464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=1408790787580781464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1408790787580781464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1408790787580781464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-this-past-weekend-we-found-river-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SHtOxNHdRGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5fcEskuRA6g/s72-c/RIVER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2195493326906849549</id><published>2008-07-09T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:00:32.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men</title><content type='html'>Oh, where to start this one. Okay you ready for real drama?&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a man that is more than 6ft tall and could take care of business. So he is a big boy. Okay he does not know everything about building cars but he is learning and there is a lot to learn. Although I must say he will admit to the stuff he needs help with instead of tell you he knows it all. So he does well and has been for years. He was also a aircraft mechanic. He does know what he is doing. You know he is building a car and he has built the whole thing including the frame and all. So I think he has this down. This is the second car he has had and it is going great. Well we have this neighbor who I just found out knows everything. Well he is one of those people. Let me tell you. Okay my husband needed some help with the front suspension and building this part. He could not think of a way to fabricate what he needed it to do. So he asked the neighbor guy and he agve him some ideas. My husband was very thankful. He used them maybe not to the exact method he offered but he did use it. Well time goes on and my husband has to do the breaks and lines and so on. Well he has done enough breaks in a life time he has them mastered. Well the whole cylinoide part and break thing he needed some help just had a few questions and the guy was like well you are just too cheap. You will die if you drive this car. I am not helping because I don’t want to be involved. Fine then don’t help. My husband calls around and finds things online and even looks at his truck and other cars to find what he needs. Well this guy just sat there and then had the odyssey to say well I know what to do and you never asked me. Then he said if you were not so cheap you would do it right. What the hell. My husband was like dude if you know what to do then tell me and I will do it and no I am not cheap. If I can do it the same way just less money I will. The guy gets all pissy and starts this whole well I tell you things and you never go with my ideas. I tell you he is worse than a damn women on her rag. I can tell you so many stories. I have even went and looked up myself things he said and he is not mister know it all after all.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my husband now needs help with how to vent his valve covers and this man comes to tell my husband what he should do but not really. He never tells you what to do it is all blah blah blah. So my husband gets in his face and tells him a few things and that turned into a huge yelling match in the front yard. I came out and he goes running off…. Like a girl. So anyway I have the guy that lives next door whom we can’t stand.&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing my dad always warned me of people like this. He always said stay away from people with small beaded eyes that are towards the noise, shorter than most and have small feet. He said these men you will never trust and they are shit.&lt;br /&gt;Man he was so right…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2195493326906849549?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2195493326906849549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2195493326906849549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2195493326906849549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2195493326906849549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/men.html' title='Men'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6114228508516665236</id><published>2008-07-05T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T09:21:24.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just becasue</title><content type='html'>So here is the car that the man is building.... It is a 1923 T-Bucket. The bucket part is being built right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-ZaDcilgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vPRqX-3IOww/s1600-h/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219559166026356226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-ZaDcilgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vPRqX-3IOww/s400/IMG_3522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is sissy and her friends with bubba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-ZA_SklqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DjX59sO7isQ/s1600-h/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219558735414072994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-ZA_SklqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DjX59sO7isQ/s400/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy lost her legs at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-Y6z12l5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/J-s6z1Py2BE/s1600-h/IMG_3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219558629261612946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-Y6z12l5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/J-s6z1Py2BE/s400/IMG_3504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know geting buried is fun but is even better for the parents as we don't have to watch them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-Y1PVtSTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_IY0t1oplxw/s1600-h/IMG_3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219558533563762994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-Y1PVtSTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_IY0t1oplxw/s400/IMG_3503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bubba got burried too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-YvVdPuAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-QhgsF2IksY/s1600-h/IMG_3502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219558432126777346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-YvVdPuAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-QhgsF2IksY/s400/IMG_3502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then sissy did the whole body thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-Ymh2tjnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IsTLTN3cF4E/s1600-h/IMG_3501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219558280835993202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-Ymh2tjnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IsTLTN3cF4E/s400/IMG_3501.JPG" 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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-11f8ac92c5ca1e15" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D11f8ac92c5ca1e15%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331706840%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D89E5412AE41BA265FFEC555B9EDDB21100D4DAA.7B4C1293F0A46BC981FFB0A02869ECCF20C3E556%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D11f8ac92c5ca1e15%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_yGUX9PjlLn_q5pNUD32ReaXy3k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D11f8ac92c5ca1e15%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331706840%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D89E5412AE41BA265FFEC555B9EDDB21100D4DAA.7B4C1293F0A46BC981FFB0A02869ECCF20C3E556%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D11f8ac92c5ca1e15%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_yGUX9PjlLn_q5pNUD32ReaXy3k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6114228508516665236?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=11f8ac92c5ca1e15&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6114228508516665236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6114228508516665236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6114228508516665236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6114228508516665236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-becasue.html' title='just becasue'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SG-ZaDcilgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vPRqX-3IOww/s72-c/IMG_3522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-8955447140996321413</id><published>2008-07-05T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:51:37.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The real 4th Taylor style</title><content type='html'>Well we finally had a real fourth here on the fourth. So we started our day with cleaning and then we went shopping for tools. The man bought a few new ones that he needed to complete his car that he is building. After shopping we come home and he worked on  the bucket portion and then we did the breaks and break lines on the car.... that was hard work but guess what he has breaks...... The car is almost running now and I can't wait to see that damn thing drive. So this took all of our day. At the end of our new break job we had a few beers.... You know my husband and I we drink. So we each had about 3-4. At this point it is about 9. Fire works are going off all over the neighborhood. The kids are wanting to go walking so we come in and pack a back pack with beers and head down towards the beach. Well we did not make it as about 7 houses down our street there was 4-5 families shooting off a ton of fireworks. So the kids wanted to watch them and what the hell they were not near as far as the beach. So the man and I have a beer in hand and beer in the back pack with bottle openers in each one of our pockets. Only the man has blackcats and a few other fireworks in his other pocket. So one of the ladies from this party come up to us and ask if she can give the kids cupcakes and soda? Sure why not. Then they all introduce themselves. Turns out that the lady that lives there is a 3rd grade teacher at Sissy’s school, she might be Sissy’s new teacher. Well we are just sitting on the curb watching all the fireworks and all around us there is 4 others that you can see over the house tops. Well while sitting there the man heard in the distance, "Jesus loves us." That is when the man looked around and said honey I think these people don't drink..... I said oh the do they are hiding it. You see I did not hear this wonderful music that was playing. I just kept drinking. So as the night is going I take to notice that people are singing the music and the radio got louder.... only this time I heard, "Glory Glory halauha." I said honey we are drinking beer and carrying it on us at a religious party..... He said I know I told you that already why do you think I said look honey these people don't drink? Man I tell you I am so damn blonde. So we did it up right at the fireworks show. So why stop at that point? We headed home at the end and I tell you what, nothing like drinking and have good times at a religious party at the ladies house that might be your child’s next teacher...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-8955447140996321413?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/8955447140996321413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=8955447140996321413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8955447140996321413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/8955447140996321413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/real-4th-taylor-style.html' title='The real 4th Taylor style'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2757774269861523388</id><published>2008-07-02T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:39:58.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New laws......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We came from from a fast city and every one is in a huge hurry. A lot of traffic and people. Many places to go and not enough time in a day kind of place. That place was So Cal. So here we are now in CT. With speed limits of 55 on the highway and 35 everywhere else. Mostly 2-4 lanes everywhere we go. Only here they don't go by street names it is all land markers or exit 42 or whatever exit you need, they use the number on the exit sign. Not the name of the street. So say you get off exit 24. Now you need to turn on a certain street, there are no names of streets posted and if there is a name it is tiny and a different name than what you are looking for or it is not posted in one direction but in the other direction. So getting around town is like this, Turn left at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walgreen's&lt;/span&gt; then right a blue house and left at red mail box.... Get me here. Serious here people. Now you got the directions down lets add people. So say your a at red light. What are you to do when the light is red? STOP! No people, we let 3-4 more cars go through on red. Then you get to go. Now you want to turn right at a light... Well you could but people are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;courteous&lt;/span&gt; here to wait at the light to the left of the lane. They take the whole lane so no one can turn right or there is a sign posted telling you no turn on right if light is red. Now in normal places you turn right on red if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yield&lt;/span&gt;....Not here people. Now you want to turn left at a light well you have to wait for the turn light right. No not in CT people go, remember that part &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; 3-4 cars still go on red. So we all have to wait on the other people on the other side of the street to run red lights and by the time they are done going when they want to. Your light is now yellow. Or traffic is blocking you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they all ran red lights. Okay speed limit is 35 on normal streets maybe 40 if your lucky. Well that don't mean crap. They go 25 most of the time. Unless running red lights then it is 50. So you see the mess I am in here... You know these people here are always in a hurry and they don't think about anyone but themselves. They are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;courteous&lt;/span&gt; or polite. You know I got yelled at and given the finger for following the law. I was at a light and it turned green.... I went... Well I did not let the people run red lights and I almost hit a damn women. She got out yelling and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt; bad words at me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; my light was green.....See....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So don't drive here and be thankful you all live in normal places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2757774269861523388?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2757774269861523388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2757774269861523388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2757774269861523388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2757774269861523388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-laws.html' title='New laws......'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-2156765511412909554</id><published>2008-06-30T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:28:37.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th on June 27th......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGjfUb4CkyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/njzu5tswNM8/s1600-h/beach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217665710481904418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGjfUb4CkyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/njzu5tswNM8/s400/beach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 4th at the beach only it was June 27th……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday after work I went to a co-workers house and it turns out that she lives on a beach. Literally on a beach. I mean these houses all have stilts under them and all the ones on the front row the stilts are in the water. When high tide comes in it runs under the houses and into the street over to my friend’s house. She lives on the second row but she has all beach view and nothing but ocean for ever. Her cottage is white with a blue porch and yellow front door. The other cottages are different colors too. Very beach like. So we get there and they are sitting on the sand setting up and it was very nice. We have a few drinks and eat pizza. After pizza she was like well lets walk down here and watch the fire works from the main beach. It was only 3 cottages down. The beach was huge and really clean. All the people that live there have tables and chairs out. You see when you live at the beach it all stays out and no one takes your stuff. This is a private area only for home owners…. Yeah I meet some of those people. So we start to watch fire works and Oscar is like what are these fireworks for? The people are all telling us it is for 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;WTF! It is only June 27th.&lt;br /&gt;So I will not tell you what was said after we found out that CT is messed up that they change their holidays so they can make more money. Yeah that is right. Here in CT each little town has their own holiday. So when you go to one town you stay there eat at their dinners and spend money in their town. Then you will do the same thing in the other towns. It is all about money here… Not independence!&lt;br /&gt;So look at my beach cottage. This is not her cottage. But it will give you somewhat of an idea.&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-2156765511412909554?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/2156765511412909554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=2156765511412909554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2156765511412909554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/2156765511412909554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/july-4th-on-june-27th.html' title='July 4th on June 27th......'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGjfUb4CkyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/njzu5tswNM8/s72-c/beach.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-7386473057416986322</id><published>2008-06-27T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T05:18:29.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I know that you people can relate to me when I tell you that I lost some of my favorite pair of sexy momma shoes. Or my daughter lost my shoes. You see I have this kids that is all about playing dress up with my stuff. So she comes home almost daily and changes her cloths and grabs some of my shoes and heads to the dining room and proceeds to act like a teacher. She has books galore, papers, pencils, pens, markers and even a cup of water for her to sip on while she teaches. In her hands she carries a clip board with a list of names and beside the names she has check marks of who is listening or not. While I hide next door in my room acting like I am not listening to her, she will talk to invisible people and yell and keep going like a real teacher. I am sure the neighbors think we have actual class going on daily at my house. That is how good she is here. Now keep in mind she usually wears a skirt, tank top that is bright with hearts on it or butterflies, my 4 inch heels and they are shinny black back  strap with a little open toe in them and her hair up with a pencil in it somewhere. So is this what teachers look like? They did not when I was in school. Anyway today I am getting ready and I only have 2 minutes to get my cloths and shoes on and head out the door. I got my cloths on and what do you know my shoes are not where they should be. I yell I my daughter and she say’s mom I put them back I swear…… NOT! They were not there at all. So I looked all over my house up stairs, down stairs, in the basement, the patio room and even went outside. No shoes…. I can’t find them. At this point my husband roles out of bed and comes with a different pair of shoes. “Honey will these work?” No! I want the shinny ones. We all look and no shoes. So I had to wear the wrong shoes. My husband is like honey those are hot they are sexier than all your other shoes and they look better…. See he is sucking up. So for those of you who don’t know me, shoes mean a lot to me and I have a ton of them. I have shoes for every outfit and some with no cloths yet to match. But they will have cloths to match soon. So when I am missing a pair of shoes you better believe I will be in a bad mood. Now I know that mom was not crazy when she got ready in the morning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-7386473057416986322?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/7386473057416986322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=7386473057416986322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7386473057416986322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7386473057416986322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5879341888449746990</id><published>2008-06-24T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:59:23.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did NYC!</title><content type='html'>So I can't figure this damn thing out. But this is at the very end of our trip. Also all the rest of out pictures are all on here backwards. So this is us on the train ride home. We look good for just taking a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMzPECUGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QhA2HCcjXXQ/s1600-h/IMG_3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215604655316422754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMzPECUGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QhA2HCcjXXQ/s400/IMG_3696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are going back through grand central station to get to the train on time. I must tell you that we got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; town and rode a sub then a trolley then made it to the train in under 5 minutes. So you can go anywhere in NYC not time flat under ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMsNmFdcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0TuaDXy2cwY/s1600-h/IMG_3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215604534663280066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMsNmFdcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0TuaDXy2cwY/s400/IMG_3693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before I headed back to the train my Girl friend and I found beer..... We needed one after all that walking we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMkJV1TrI/AAAAAAAAADw/FZzR1ViHCCc/s1600-h/IMG_3690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215604396082417330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMkJV1TrI/AAAAAAAAADw/FZzR1ViHCCc/s400/IMG_3690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So the beer was at this place and man I look fat.... I guess I don't need beer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMb1Ksp3I/AAAAAAAAADo/uNTNfA48hWs/s1600-h/IMG_3687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215604253228050290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMb1Ksp3I/AAAAAAAAADo/uNTNfA48hWs/s400/IMG_3687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay no idea what the hell was going on that day but if you look closely you can see that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; is blowing bubbles. They closed a street down to blow damn bubbles! So must have been who can blow the most bubbles at one time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMIIcFNwI/AAAAAAAAADg/kEpcE24pffY/s1600-h/IMG_3674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215603914803853058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMIIcFNwI/AAAAAAAAADg/kEpcE24pffY/s400/IMG_3674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are under Sean Jean... Don't we look so hot compared to that man. Well we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGL3km5h7I/AAAAAAAAADY/KVXoJL5VWaQ/s1600-h/IMG_3661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215603630307641266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGL3km5h7I/AAAAAAAAADY/KVXoJL5VWaQ/s400/IMG_3661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No this is where the trip got good. I mean chocolaty good. Behind us is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hershey's&lt;/span&gt; and man they have whatever kind of chocolate that you could dream about here. The smell alone adds 5 pounds see.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLtwidJzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/33dgy79ENJE/s1600-h/IMG_3658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215603461711537970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLtwidJzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/33dgy79ENJE/s400/IMG_3658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So well have to eat. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;took&lt;/span&gt; my girl friend out to lunch and it was really good. We had corned beef hamburgers..... YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLcWuqGzI/AAAAAAAAADI/h2MyxZSQMIo/s1600-h/IMG_3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215603162725620530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLcWuqGzI/AAAAAAAAADI/h2MyxZSQMIo/s400/IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so this is what NYC looks like you see all these damn people. I must tell you though it was some of the best people watching that I have ever done. You will learn fast that I am huge people watcher and could do it all day long everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLVq29KBI/AAAAAAAAADA/rpOKFHw3k4A/s1600-h/IMG_3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215603047870048274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLVq29KBI/AAAAAAAAADA/rpOKFHw3k4A/s400/IMG_3642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I have doubles......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLEvNk9cI/AAAAAAAAACw/nhxdGA9ch6s/s1600-h/IMG_3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215602756980897218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGLEvNk9cI/AAAAAAAAACw/nhxdGA9ch6s/s400/IMG_3642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FYI m&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;m's&lt;/span&gt; are some of my favorite things and there in time square they have them dancing on large &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TV's&lt;/span&gt;. They make faces at you and they talk to you. I just loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGK8By6AaI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZnNGuWI_l54/s1600-h/IMG_3640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215602607350481314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGK8By6AaI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZnNGuWI_l54/s400/IMG_3640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a straight face..... They said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKzgIlR3I/AAAAAAAAACg/EOKKhDtdRVk/s1600-h/IMG_3638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215602460875638642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKzgIlR3I/AAAAAAAAACg/EOKKhDtdRVk/s400/IMG_3638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look can you see the blue one??Oh and the beer looks great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKnsShoVI/AAAAAAAAACY/yJ9RpzX-fis/s1600-h/IMG_3634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215602257980137810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKnsShoVI/AAAAAAAAACY/yJ9RpzX-fis/s400/IMG_3634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the middle of time square. So you know what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKRFS1KsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/y5MfJqYfvis/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215601869555313346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKRFS1KsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/y5MfJqYfvis/s400/Copy+of+IMG_3628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were there we had to stop at toys R us and get the kids some toys so this is the man as he is on mission to the barbie house. This place was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; the inside and it even has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Farris&lt;/span&gt; wheel. I just loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKA7tJyWI/AAAAAAAAACI/oymlH5xhdAA/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215601592103455074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGKA7tJyWI/AAAAAAAAACI/oymlH5xhdAA/s400/Copy+of+IMG_3619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay people explain to me why there would be a bunch of people doing Yoga of all things in the damn middle of time square? You see this? You would never see me doing this and in front of a million people...... NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGJeLkJuxI/AAAAAAAAACA/OS3KWfQAWnM/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_3601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215600995065248530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGJeLkJuxI/AAAAAAAAACA/OS3KWfQAWnM/s400/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_3601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the show that I grew up on. Good morning America. I watch it still and my mom and I talk about it like it is a soap show.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGJUIj80WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WJn1hZaGrY0/s1600-h/IMG_3600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215600822460404066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGJUIj80WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WJn1hZaGrY0/s400/IMG_3600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn Yoga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGJJ25Qh0I/AAAAAAAAABw/bE4PGd-brOE/s1600-h/IMG_3596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215600645919246146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGJJ25Qh0I/AAAAAAAAABw/bE4PGd-brOE/s400/IMG_3596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now this picture is for my best friend.... She knows what Steven Madden is???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here you go. I thought that you would like this one. I only took it for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGI8LXtJgI/AAAAAAAAABo/VA9qq-skXIw/s1600-h/IMG_3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215600410897491458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGI8LXtJgI/AAAAAAAAABo/VA9qq-skXIw/s400/IMG_3583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is under &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Madison&lt;/span&gt; square garden. It is the Subway. Very nice huh? I thought so and it was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; how you can have a city under a city and have like 4 stories of city under that. I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGIx-UeZCI/AAAAAAAAABg/AHmDl34zY1o/s1600-h/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215600235595588642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGIx-UeZCI/AAAAAAAAABg/AHmDl34zY1o/s320/IMG_3571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This would be my first Subway ride ever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGIgWWlK6I/AAAAAAAAABY/FCQUFs1GCgQ/s1600-h/IMG_3568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215599932809227170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGIgWWlK6I/AAAAAAAAABY/FCQUFs1GCgQ/s320/IMG_3568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ground zero is below.... just look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGH_lz827I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jT3Vm-jHonU/s1600-h/IMG_3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215599370023263154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGH_lz827I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jT3Vm-jHonU/s400/IMG_3560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is ground zero. So far this is all that has been done and that is all I am going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGHTY9_6vI/AAAAAAAAABI/PJvUfbdubsI/s1600-h/IMG_3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215598610661501682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGHTY9_6vI/AAAAAAAAABI/PJvUfbdubsI/s320/IMG_3552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is the Man and I at Grand Central Station. We had just begun our wonderful trip into NYC. It was not until I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt; to me very best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; when she was telling me about a horror story of someone telling her she look PG. So that is when I took notice that my shirt does the same thing for me...... See......&lt;/div&gt;Well that is the end hope you liked it and good night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8855314705973134236-5879341888449746990?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5879341888449746990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5879341888449746990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5879341888449746990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5879341888449746990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-did-nyc.html' title='We did NYC!'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SGGMzPECUGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QhA2HCcjXXQ/s72-c/IMG_3696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-44297584297246843</id><published>2008-06-17T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T03:03:57.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have that feeling that I will be embarking on a new adventure soon. I don't really know what yet. But I feel like it is coming. Maybe if I am right it will all come before Sept. that way I can enroll my child in her new school. I don't want her to miss any more school that she needs to. So as I sit here and feel like this I just wonder if it is going to be exciting? Will we like it? Where will we go? When we will go? Man I could go on all day. So it would be really nice to know something soon. I can hardly wait to hear something. But something is coming.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-44297584297246843?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/44297584297246843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=44297584297246843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/44297584297246843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/44297584297246843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/adventure.html' title='adventure'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6402481403744287519</id><published>2008-06-16T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T04:42:23.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend in a few words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Good morning people,&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you that I was really damn busy all weekend. Lets start with Friday. Friday I called in. Yeah we all do it admit it. So I did and I cleaned the house. After I was all done my husband called. He said hey find someone to watch the kids and we will go have a drink after he gets out of work. Hell yeah! We have not gone out just the 2 of us since moving here. That was 7 months ago. My husband and I used to go out more often. So in a hurry I found someone to get Sissy off the bus and Bubba did not need to be picked up until 6. That gave us 3 hours of no kids. Off we went to this place here called Stonebridge. It was a very nice place and had great service. We both had 3 drinks and a salad. I must tell you this was the best salad I have ever had. It was a crab cake over caser salad.  Man it was just amazing. The flavor was to die for. So I will be going back for that salad. After the salad and drinks we invited a few people over to have some more drinks with us. Nothing serious, just hanging out having adult conversations and drinks. We also have not had adults over at all. So we found 2 couples. They came and we like them we all get along. There was just one problem. They all left at 9. Hello people. We don’t just leave at 9 when you are older than 21 having free drinks and food…. Oh they did.&lt;br /&gt;My husband decided then that this is not for us and we will not have anymore people over at all. East coast people can’t hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we woke up early and hit the gym We do this every morning on the weekends. Also after work you will find us at the  gym. So after the gym we came home and my husband fixed a friends car. Well we have to say that these people know nothing about cars and completely did not help out that well. You know you have man fixing something you should at least be a good tool guy and get the tools and clean up while the other works. No that did not happen at all. The tool guy spilled oil over my driveway and then spilled trany fluid all over and in my yard. SO now I have gross stuff in the yard and driveway. Did I mention that I have 2 kids…..&lt;br /&gt;It only got worse that day I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was fathers day. So we packed up and went to the lake. It is a really nice lake here but here in CT you have to be a resident of that town to d o just about anything. If your not a resident you have to go to city hall or the town hall and get a pass that you have to pay for and you have to talk to a judge about why you want to visit their crappy places. I am not lying here. So there was one place on the whole 38 mile lake that is public. It was not that nice. I have been to a lot of lake growing up in the Oklahoma area and I tell you this does not make the list at all. However it worked and we made the best of it. I will post pics for you this week.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to get back to work now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6402481403744287519?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6402481403744287519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6402481403744287519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6402481403744287519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6402481403744287519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-weekend-in-few-words.html' title='My weekend in a few words.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-1065005421867958802</id><published>2008-06-12T03:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T03:42:43.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my friend</title><content type='html'>Today my very best friend is moving into a house. Her own real house. No more renting or leasing. Just ownership for them. This is a huge deal and I could not be more excited. To me it feels like I am moving too. You see when each of do things like look at homes or even go shopping we each think of each other. Hum I wonder what she would think of this? This is what we do. So when it comes to a house we each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt; a ton of pictures and we draw a layout and we get each others opinion on a lot of things. It is nice really. We just know each that well. We each know what we like and don't. For example one time a few years ago we each had military husbands. They both were out to sea at that time. Well she lived across the US and I lived in in San Diego. She was getting ready to move to SD. Well she had not place so I went and found her a condo. It was very nice and it was her. Everything that she could find in a short period. I even paid the lady for her. So when she got there she would have a place for her and her family. It was a great place to tie them over until they got into housing. This is how best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; that never see each work. As you get to know me you will find out that my best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; and I work better across the states......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-1065005421867958802?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/1065005421867958802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=1065005421867958802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1065005421867958802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/1065005421867958802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-friend.html' title='my friend'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-7003941811373281978</id><published>2008-06-11T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T03:36:48.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Today I had to park in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ghetto&lt;/span&gt;. So here is hoping I will have a car left when I get out of here or my car won't be beat up that bad when I leave today. Being that today is hump day I did not dress that great and I wore tennis shoes to work. With me doing that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ables&lt;/span&gt; me to park closer to my job. For those that don't know I work in a hospital in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ghetto&lt;/span&gt; here in CT. Yes we have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ghetto&lt;/span&gt;. It is here at my work. So I parked closer and wearing tennis shoes helps me when I have to run to save my life.... Yes it is that bad. I swear it is. But this hospital I work at strives on saving the poor and needy people. So we are here to make sure the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ghetto&lt;/span&gt; stays alive.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Strange! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well that is all I have to tell you on a hump day. At the end of the week I will tell more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;If you are nice to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-7003941811373281978?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/7003941811373281978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=7003941811373281978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7003941811373281978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/7003941811373281978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/hump-day.html' title='Hump day'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-317921355010237605</id><published>2008-06-10T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T03:21:39.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was a very hot day at 102. A lot of schools here had to let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;out early&lt;/span&gt; as they don't have AC. Okay first of all I thought only places that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; get that hot had no AC. Like wonderful San Diego. I can see why they don't have it at most places. But to not have AC here in CT? That is just crazy to me. So as they don't have the good stuff here and it does get hot as hell here and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;humidity&lt;/span&gt; is more than 85% they just send the kids home early and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cancel&lt;/span&gt; all after school programs and camps. That means that we have to take off and get the kids. It uses a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vaca&lt;/span&gt; time. Like in the winter they had cancelled school and half days a lot. So I used a lot of my hours for that crap. So I don't know how to save time if I always have to use it for half days and so on. Well today is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; people. My daughter and you all can call her Sissy, I have to go home early again being that today is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to be even hotter and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;humidity&lt;/span&gt; will be way too high to stay at school. With that being said we will be at the pool. I have this friend here and she is a nice. They have a nice house with a pool. She has 3 boys so my son will have a blast. Sissy really does not care if they are boys just as long as she can swim. So that is where I will be at 1:30 today while you all work. Hope you have fun.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;AAhhh&lt;/span&gt;.... I can see it now. I will be floating in the water or sitting pool side having a great conversation while my kids have a great time. Her husband who is a really nice guy will more than likely serve us pool side as he has been doing. I know it will be good. I will try to think of you all while I lay there....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-317921355010237605?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/317921355010237605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=317921355010237605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/317921355010237605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/317921355010237605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot.html' title='HOT'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-5322505354979435252</id><published>2008-06-09T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T03:48:13.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay people,&lt;br /&gt;I made it. I now am in and you all can read about me. If it was not for my best friend Hopeforgrace I would never be here. However she has been very insistent. So because she loves me so much she went and made me this page. I must say though she totally gets me. It fits me perfect. It is like she is in my mind. But I get her the same way. So that is how we work. So thank you very much Hopeforgrace….&lt;br /&gt;Well this last weekend was different. We recently moved to Connecticut from San Diego. You will get to know me soon enough that yes we are crazy for making that move. However since being here we have not made any friends or anything. The people here are not our cup of tea. So as we try to make the best of things we went to a BBQ/pool party. It was nice she had all the food you could imagine and every kind of alcohol that you would want. Yes we drink and I love it. No I am not an alcoholic. I just like to drink beer and have a good time. So we get ready to go swimming being that it was finally the hottest day here since being here…98 that day. So off to her pool and it looked so inviting. Man was I wrong, that water was freezing it took one quick dip and out faster than I got in. I just sat there all wrapped up like a damn Eskimo. That is when I noticed that the kids that were in there all had blue lips. OMG! Get their moms tell them that their kids will need CPR if they let them stay… Oh man some listened and some did not. The ones that did not I swear the kids were laid out on the ground before too long trying to thaw. I warned them all. Anyway I just wonder now if their kids are sick because my son Bubba is sick today…. Couldn’t be from freezing to death water?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Sunday was about the same except it was a different house different people and the water in this pool was warmer. So the kids hopped right in. Not even 10 minutes later thunder…. WTF! It was 100 out and now thunder. This was not in the forecast people. Get them out wrap them up and get under the tent to get them out of the direct sun. Not even 5 minutes goes by and lighting was crashing down. It was all I could go to grab my stuff get us all in the middle if this huge circus tent and make sure we did not get struck or drenched. The rain came down really hard. It was just strange. There was about 25-30 of us all huddled in the middle of this tent trying to stay dry. I did not know one of these people. So after the rain let up the sun came back out and off we went. I did not want to stay any longer…. So home bound we went. It was nice too.&lt;br /&gt;So that was the quick version of my weekend. I hope &lt;/span&gt;you can see that shit happens to everyone. Yes I curs too……..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-5322505354979435252?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/5322505354979435252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=5322505354979435252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5322505354979435252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/5322505354979435252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend.'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855314705973134236.post-6549551373483220764</id><published>2008-06-06T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:28:21.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moi'/><title type='text'>Welcome BigestBrat</title><content type='html'>Dear BB,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my very dearest and bestest friend. It has been my utter pleasure to create a blog worthy of your perfect self. I hope you like my mudflap girl, she just screamed........take me, I'm perfect.............. So here you go babe, all your instructions and such will be in your email babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you to keep posting and remember, visit others and they will visit you........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your very dearest and friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope4Grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855314705973134236-6549551373483220764?l=bigest1brat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/feeds/6549551373483220764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8855314705973134236&amp;postID=6549551373483220764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6549551373483220764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855314705973134236/posts/default/6549551373483220764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigest1brat.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-bigestbrat.html' title='Welcome BigestBrat'/><author><name>BigestBrat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01237618551700956274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-k9UWGSA_I/SKgitQDpmRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lUKD6Ytg_rE/S220/IMG_3394.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
