<?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-14492812</id><updated>2011-11-22T09:59:34.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News from the Desert (Or East Coast or some other state!)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-1038567109939035427</id><published>2009-04-08T12:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:41:08.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains</title><summary type='text'>they leak!  And it's a brand new house.French doors leak at the windowWater dripping in and onto the carpet.  The wet spot grew even larger than that and has happened many times after.Water coming in our bedroom windowWater dripping down the tub like a mini waterfall from water coming in the window.Water stains on the bathroom wallThis is a water stain, it wasn't on the wall when we did the walk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1038567109939035427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=1038567109939035427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1038567109939035427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1038567109939035427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-it-rains.html' title='When it rains'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SdzR7dc8MzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/N-rhxqdo6ic/s72-c/new+pitcures+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7858542171589270101</id><published>2009-04-04T15:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:05:46.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who ever the person was that shared</title><summary type='text'>strep germs with me...beware!  I'm looking for you!  It's no fun to be so sick you use every last ounce of energy heating up Chef Boy Ardee crap for your kids to eat for lunch.  And the chills, I've never felt so cold.  Not to mention it feels like I'm swallowing hot shards of broken glass every time I swallow.  You are warned!  You are on my $hit List!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7858542171589270101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7858542171589270101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7858542171589270101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7858542171589270101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-ever-person-was-that-shared.html' title='Who ever the person was that shared'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2809395646646562550</id><published>2009-04-04T15:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:03:26.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autism Awareness</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2809395646646562550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2809395646646562550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2809395646646562550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2809395646646562550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/autism-awareness.html' title='Autism Awareness'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/Sdeu-MAUf1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cq9AsEYEh7E/s72-c/aprilisautismawarenesmonthwb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7330088803841978155</id><published>2009-04-03T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:22:45.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How tired do you have to be to sleep through your alarm...</title><summary type='text'>going off for 13 minutes? I'm still so tired. I stayed up until the 3rd tornado watch was called off. The second storm that came through knocked out our cable so I couldn't see where it was and when. But we ran into the powder room when we heard the tornado siren go off. That thing is about 2+ miles away and it sounded like it was in our driveway.Adding to that I only had 3 1/2 hours the night </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7330088803841978155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7330088803841978155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7330088803841978155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7330088803841978155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-tired-do-you-have-to-be-to-sleep.html' title='How tired do you have to be to sleep through your alarm...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3219190271819356032</id><published>2009-04-02T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:14:20.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I look like death warmed over.</title><summary type='text'>I was actually looking forward to a good night's sleep last night too. I had to end up staying up late and fighting with our scanner so I could scan the real estate contract and send it to the agent. Never got it to work. So off to some place to fax it later if our ancient fax isn't working.I took tylenol pm and laid down. When I finally felt sleepy I hear C "Mommy! Mommy! I threw up in my bed" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3219190271819356032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3219190271819356032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3219190271819356032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3219190271819356032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-look-like-death-warmed-over.html' title='I look like death warmed over.'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5177792854507521633</id><published>2009-04-01T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:41:08.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I can say is that when it rains it pours...</title><summary type='text'>if you're the praying type pray that I have strength to make it through and stay sane.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5177792854507521633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5177792854507521633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5177792854507521633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5177792854507521633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-i-can-say-is-that-when-it-rains-it.html' title='All I can say is that when it rains it pours...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2556553239084664298</id><published>2009-03-31T09:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:50:27.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you just hate those days your alarm clock forgets to go off?</title><summary type='text'>Well it's more like I had turned it off the morning before because I had accidentally hit snooze instead of dismiss. I didn't want it going off the entire time I was in the shower. Of all days to be late too, the boys needed to be on time because they start SAT testing today. This is the first time I can remember driving the kids to school in my PJ's because we were that late. I NEVER do that. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2556553239084664298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2556553239084664298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2556553239084664298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2556553239084664298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-you-just-hate-those-days-your.html' title='Don&apos;t you just hate those days your alarm clock forgets to go off?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4717902934766621153</id><published>2009-03-03T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:08:59.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year of CrockPotting: Meal Planning with the CrockPot</title><summary type='text'>A Year of CrockPotting: Meal Planning with the CrockPot</summary><link rel='related' href='http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/2009/03/meal-planning-with-crockpot.html' title='A Year of CrockPotting: Meal Planning with the CrockPot'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4717902934766621153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4717902934766621153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4717902934766621153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4717902934766621153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/year-of-crockpotting-meal-planning-with.html' title='A Year of CrockPotting: Meal Planning with the CrockPot'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-9076395678264161155</id><published>2009-02-25T09:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:44:52.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I haven't updated in a long time...</title><summary type='text'>and I'll just say that I'm leaving all the water issues to dh.  Which is a HUGE mess right now with the builder expecting us to even pay for the repair of the broken valve that was underground.  We lease this house and have only been in it for 2 months give or take.  THEY will take care of it according to our lawyer.  But I'll leave it there.  DH and the Lawyer are working on it.I think dh has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9076395678264161155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=9076395678264161155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/9076395678264161155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/9076395678264161155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-i-havent-updated-in-long-time.html' title='So I haven&apos;t updated in a long time...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6737449167956002886</id><published>2009-02-02T10:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:00:07.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So we might be looking for another house...</title><summary type='text'>we'll be walking away from the earnest money we put down on the contract part (we've got a lease to own).  There are so many things we're finding wrong with this place and it's a nightmare to get them to fix it.  One small thing is a cracked tile by the fireplaceIt was like this when we did the walk through and they were supposed to fix it and made several appointments to come do it and never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6737449167956002886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6737449167956002886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6737449167956002886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6737449167956002886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-we-might-be-looking-for-another.html' title='So we might be looking for another house...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SYcXnr8xeKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IqCskGk5Aj0/s72-c/100_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8398704060959785837</id><published>2009-01-23T11:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:35:59.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what is going on but</title><summary type='text'>I feel so drained!  I've been trying to eat better, exercise even though it hurts so bad inside my body.  I've even managed to loose a couple of pounds.  But oh so many more to go.  But I'm so TIRED.  I haven't been sleeping well either.  I don't know if it's the extremely loud snoring that hubby is doing because of his cold or what.  Well that and I hurt so bad when I lay down.  I just want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8398704060959785837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8398704060959785837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8398704060959785837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8398704060959785837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-what-is-going-on-but.html' title='I don&apos;t know what is going on but'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8468000679963303301</id><published>2009-01-16T17:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:37:32.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got the results today...</title><summary type='text'>I have 2 small tumors on one of the lobes of my liver, one is benign and the other is too small to tell but they don't think its a problem either. I have orders to lose weight and eat Really low fat diet and come back in 3 months to have some blood work done to check on my liver functions. Then if nothing is found I need to be sent to an Infectious Disease Specialist (to see about the fevers if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8468000679963303301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8468000679963303301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8468000679963303301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8468000679963303301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-got-results-today.html' title='I got the results today...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5223278369109890309</id><published>2009-01-14T10:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:24:23.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had the big CT scan yesterday</title><summary type='text'>I had to drink the nasty barium sulfate then be subjected to the dye that made me so much more queasy but at least it's over.  I'll hopefully get the results Friday when I go to the Dr.  Hopefully whatever they saw is nothing serious!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5223278369109890309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5223278369109890309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5223278369109890309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5223278369109890309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-big-ct-scan-yesterday.html' title='I had the big CT scan yesterday'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5358423495239055487</id><published>2009-01-07T11:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:48:49.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is four years old today and she knows it</title><summary type='text'>and is so excited about it.  Everything that comes out of her mouth is about being four or her birthday.  She was however surprised she did not grow a great deal overnight since she was three yesterday and is four today.  Her slippers still fit as well as most of her other clothes.  Most of her pants look like Capri's now, she's gotten taller but still has a tiny waist.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5358423495239055487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5358423495239055487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5358423495239055487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5358423495239055487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-baby-is-four-years-old-today-and-she.html' title='My baby is four years old today and she knows it'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SWTczukwSWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vdCkuhwFztM/s72-c/100_0960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4859120944038386441</id><published>2009-01-06T13:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:08:09.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you pray could I ask for a few for me?</title><summary type='text'>I got a call from the nurse yesterday wanting me to go for a CAT scan but I was driving to school and don't like to talk and drive.  One of my pet peeves!  Anyway she called back and said the insurance company has to pre approve it so they would call back.  I called today to find out WHY the Dr wants me to get a scan and find out the abdominal U/S I had about 2 weeks ago showed spots on my liver.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4859120944038386441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4859120944038386441&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4859120944038386441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4859120944038386441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-pray-could-i-ask-for-few-for-me.html' title='If you pray could I ask for a few for me?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-454007878117040662</id><published>2008-12-30T13:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:50:57.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So what has Elizabeth been up to you asked?</title><summary type='text'>Oh you didn't but I'll tell ya ;)I'm SLOWLY unpacking. I can't figure out what is what because 95% of the boxes were marked "Books" or "papers", although there is one in our bedroom marked "apes and figureines" I'm guessing it means figurines? But I'm too afraid to look because I didn't have any figurines. I'm missing a lot of items including the new coat I bought last year from Wilson's Leather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/454007878117040662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=454007878117040662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/454007878117040662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/454007878117040662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-what-has-elizabeth-been-up-to-you.html' title='So what has Elizabeth been up to you asked?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2044389701497062034</id><published>2008-11-27T08:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:25:36.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><summary type='text'>I hope everyone has a blessed day.After all the stress of this week that I can't go into detail about here.  Don't want to make things too public ;)  We got some news yesterday.  Good news for a change.The offer for the lease and contingency offer on the house we were looking at was accepted.  So even if our house in Maryland doesn't sell we at least have a "home" for 12 months.  When/if...okay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2044389701497062034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2044389701497062034&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2044389701497062034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2044389701497062034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8553969161599169551</id><published>2008-11-24T17:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:46:27.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it some people are slime and</title><summary type='text'>don't care what they say?  I'm so angry I could spit nails but I won't go into detail.  People in general are just evil.  I should burn all bridges and buy an island.  My view of humanity just stinks today and I don't know if it can ever be repaired.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8553969161599169551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8553969161599169551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8553969161599169551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8553969161599169551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-is-it-some-people-are-slime-and.html' title='Why is it some people are slime and'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3319599587281216190</id><published>2008-11-22T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T09:33:24.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My kids are super whiney today, which</title><summary type='text'>means for a very long day for me.  They all have colds.  The youngest has a sinus and ear infection.  So while I was trying to get their breakfast together they were driving me nuts and I said to them "Stop driving me up the wall".  My youngest looks at me in all seriousness and says "but Mom we can't drive, we don't have our licenses yet!"  I had to laugh at that one.  What else could I do?  It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3319599587281216190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3319599587281216190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3319599587281216190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3319599587281216190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-kids-are-super-whiney-today-which.html' title='My kids are super whiney today, which'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3695946823746944788</id><published>2008-11-19T10:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:40:47.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr!</title><summary type='text'>And here I thought it was going to be warmer in the south!  Kerstin and I stopped on Providence Main after we dropped the boys off at school.  The wind was very chilly!  We did spy the door to the Ped's office I want to take them to.  I just need to call and see if they are accepting new patients.  It's maybe 1/4 mile away from their school so it would be very convenient.  My toes are still cold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3695946823746944788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3695946823746944788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3695946823746944788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3695946823746944788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/brrr.html' title='Brrr!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SSQyPm8wFfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wMnpHoA3dVc/s72-c/traffic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6303596980880172124</id><published>2008-11-18T10:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:57:46.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday was an interesting day...</title><summary type='text'>I had to pick the boys up early so I could take James to the allergist to finally get his form signed so they could use his epi pens at school if he were to have an anapyhlactic reaction.  Up to this point it has been hoping and praying that he didn't have one.  Well I still do that every day but they would not have used his epi pens if he did because they needed a specific form signed by a Dr </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6303596980880172124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6303596980880172124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6303596980880172124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6303596980880172124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-interesting-day.html' title='Yesterday was an interesting day...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8242586180072470935</id><published>2008-11-13T18:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:32:01.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My oldest son had a "family" project</title><summary type='text'>to do for the 4th year in a row.  It's getting kind of old but he likes crafts and such.  The project is to take a printed turkey and give him a disguise so that he won't be discovered and eaten for Thanksgiving dinner.  On Monday I had him come up with ideas and sketch them out.  Then I procrastinated because I had no clue how to do it.  Especially since all of our craft supplies are all in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8242586180072470935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8242586180072470935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8242586180072470935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8242586180072470935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-son-had-family-project.html' title='My oldest son had a &quot;family&quot; project'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SRy1hMsnfSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T1hROjmPphM/s72-c/100_0840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3798345476075694596</id><published>2008-11-12T09:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:22:23.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're here!</title><summary type='text'>Well we have been for a few weeks.  I've been super busy.  The transition to a new school was not an easy one.  We were told the boys would attend one school, so I got all the paper work and filled it out.  Had to drive to BFE to turn it in only to be told they don't go to that school.  Try calling two other school districts to see if they go there.  I came home called both and only one called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3798345476075694596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3798345476075694596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3798345476075694596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3798345476075694596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/11/were-here.html' title='We&apos;re here!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-1206818070636869375</id><published>2008-10-23T14:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:37:13.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip wasn't uneventful</title><summary type='text'>I was making one last round of the house before we headed out and I saw hubby's black leather binder on the stove.  I figured he left it there so he could go in and take one last look around to make sure things were in order.  In this binder was our driving directions, hotel reservations, his passport, contact numbers for his new job, our apartment info and the combo to get the lock box open so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1206818070636869375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=1206818070636869375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1206818070636869375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1206818070636869375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-trip-wasnt-uneventful.html' title='Our trip wasn&apos;t uneventful'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3453249331867019021</id><published>2008-10-17T14:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:32:11.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's nothing left in the house but dust bunnies</title><summary type='text'>and HUGE dust bunnies they are!  So as soon as the movers clean up the paper and tape mess I get to do the fun part of cleaning the house.  They really messed up the floors.  The tape they taped cardboard down to the floor with left large strips of brown sticky tape behind.  Ironically the floor would have been easier to clean if they left the floor alone.  The tape isn't coming up with any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3453249331867019021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3453249331867019021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3453249331867019021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3453249331867019021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/theres-nothing-left-in-house-but-dust.html' title='There&apos;s nothing left in the house but dust bunnies'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8477952813894384396</id><published>2008-10-14T02:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T02:45:14.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay not three more days like I posted...</title><summary type='text'>But ONE more day now!  The movers are coming and starting on Wednesday, not Thursday.  Dh just informed me of that tonight.  Ugh, I don't have time for it to be a day earlier.  I have a meeting at school and I'm trying (still to get out of Jury duty) since it's a month long thing (or longer) and I'll no longer be a resident of this state after this week.  I wrote them a letter explaining it but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8477952813894384396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8477952813894384396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8477952813894384396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8477952813894384396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-not-three-more-days-like-i-posted.html' title='Okay not three more days like I posted...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5911953724959885949</id><published>2008-10-13T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:35:15.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three more days,</title><summary type='text'>it's coming up fast!  The movers will be here in 3 more days to start boxing up our stuff.  I'm still having trouble trying to figure out how to pack the clothes we will need since we're still wearing them!  The boys have school right up until Thursday and I can't send them to school naked.  I'm so tired with all the stress; hubby and I aren't sleeping well.  It's all his fault though!  He had to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5911953724959885949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5911953724959885949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5911953724959885949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5911953724959885949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-more-days.html' title='Three more days,'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3060271305830400354</id><published>2008-10-10T09:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:01:07.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have time for this!</title><summary type='text'>My kidney area hurts like a $(%&amp;^ and I think I have another UTI or the beginnings of one.  I don't get it.  I never got a UTI in my entire life until last year.  I'm wondering if I have a kidney stone blocking something and causing all the problems.  All I know is I'm in pain, have a fever and am so tired.  All things that make me uncomfortable and add to my stress since I still have so much to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3060271305830400354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3060271305830400354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3060271305830400354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3060271305830400354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-have-time-for-this.html' title='I don&apos;t have time for this!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8059235514410641290</id><published>2008-10-08T11:11:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:19:27.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So apparently Heather tagged me</title><summary type='text'>so as far as I can figure by reading her blog http://liveasweknowit.blogspot.com/ I'm supposed to tell you 6 things about me you MAY NOT KNOW1. I hate washing dishes.  I mean REALLY hate washing them.  I still do them or we'd have a big pile of dirty dishes and nothing to eat off of, lol.2.  I have a HUGE sweet tooth so I rarely buy sweets.3.  I don't mind washing laundry but I dispise folding it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8059235514410641290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8059235514410641290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8059235514410641290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8059235514410641290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-apparently-heather-tagged-me.html' title='So apparently Heather tagged me'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5941553008373510666</id><published>2008-10-07T09:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:05:35.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is in the air</title><summary type='text'>It was 41F when I got up this morning.  Enough to give me a chill yet still warm enough to feel wonderful.  Nice and crisp.  I won't be here long enough to see all the trees change color though.  Bummer since they are all so beautiful.  I don't think I'll be seeing many trees in the "city" area we'll be going to.  Here were right smack next to a reforestation area.  Huge trees and no other houses</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5941553008373510666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5941553008373510666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5941553008373510666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5941553008373510666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-is-in-air.html' title='Fall is in the air'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8407560795549937731</id><published>2008-10-06T09:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:40:37.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How did 3 weeks turn into 10 days so quickly?</title><summary type='text'>In 10 more days the movers will be here to pack.  Then the next day they will be putting all of our stuff on a truck headed for a storage building in Alabama.  I *just* realized the boys are off of school that day for some sort or teacher's professional day or something.  It's not going to help with them freaking out that their stuff is leaving.  Ugh, not going to be a fun day trying to keep all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8407560795549937731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8407560795549937731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8407560795549937731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8407560795549937731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-did-3-weeks-turn-into-10-days-so.html' title='How did 3 weeks turn into 10 days so quickly?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5124827844247651983</id><published>2008-10-03T08:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:26:02.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly game I like to play when I log into Facebook...</title><summary type='text'>http://apps.facebook.com/tvtrivia/rpgShare?userId=9225985</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5124827844247651983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5124827844247651983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5124827844247651983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5124827844247651983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/silly-game-i-like-to-play-when-i-log.html' title='Silly game I like to play when I log into Facebook...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7896251410142548812</id><published>2008-10-01T02:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T02:50:58.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three more weeks...</title><summary type='text'>and we'll be in Alabama.  That's where dh took a new job.  I'm up with stress insomnia right now.  Well that and I'm in a TON of pain.  I can't even get comfy with 800mg of ibuprofen in my body.  I hate this!  I'm worried about how I'll get the kids registered for school.  We'll be in housing provided by dh's company or through a relocation company and we won't have any proof of residence to sign</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7896251410142548812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7896251410142548812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7896251410142548812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7896251410142548812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-more-weeks.html' title='Three more weeks...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7016009574811640697</id><published>2008-09-22T09:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:02:11.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still don't know</title><summary type='text'>where we're moving to but that we ARE moving.  I hate this stuff.  I started packing some things I didn't want the movers touching.  The kids had to "help" so I have to re do it of course.  Why don't they want to help when it comes to picking up their toys?!?  I'm not feeling to well.  I'm going to have to go back and see the quack of a Dr I guess.  Let's see who she can pass me off to instead of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7016009574811640697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7016009574811640697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7016009574811640697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7016009574811640697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/09/still-dont-know.html' title='Still don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-1504079087810788807</id><published>2008-09-15T10:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:31:58.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it's been a while since I've blogged</title><summary type='text'>Just really busy and then really tired on top of it.  Besides the normal pain from my kidney area I've had a sinus infection that developed from a cold the boys shared with me.  Let's see...School is going well for the boys so far.  Or at least I think, no notes or calls home and all of the papers they bring home by the tons have good marks on them.We bought a new to us used vanIt's nice inside </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1504079087810788807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=1504079087810788807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1504079087810788807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1504079087810788807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-its-been-while-since-ive-blogged.html' title='Wow it&apos;s been a while since I&apos;ve blogged'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SM5xJTPVSYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nguHZdj3zS4/s72-c/new+van.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2240890847050806044</id><published>2008-08-28T09:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:00:43.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><summary type='text'>James started school on Monday (for some reason in this county preK and K start a few days later)  He likes to get stiff and make funny faces at the camera so I never have any great smiling pictures.  I think the sun may have been in his eyes but I dunno for sure.This was taken by someone at the school and I stole it off of their website.  I figured I was entitled since it has my son in it, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2240890847050806044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2240890847050806044&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2240890847050806044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2240890847050806044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-932430273450098236</id><published>2008-08-22T09:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:32:36.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My night and morning...</title><summary type='text'>Felt sick and laid down at 9 pm 9pm, 9:01 pm, 9:02 pm and on and on James keeps getting out of bed with created issues. 9:10 pm Hubby calls.  He had just gotten out of the shower because he had to be back to work at 11pm (He went in at 3 am!).9:30 pm  finally convinced dh to get off the phone and go get dinner and coffee so I could get some sleep.10 pm hear one on the kids coughing, get up to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/932430273450098236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=932430273450098236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/932430273450098236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/932430273450098236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-night-and-morning.html' title='My night and morning...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4413494158741578407</id><published>2008-08-20T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:04:55.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!  I'm so tired...</title><summary type='text'>Set the alarm for the first time this summmer.  The kids didn't want to get up, and they are usually up way before the time I set the alarm.  I hope this isn't what I have to look forward to next week when school starts.Anyway off to the Allergist for the second and third child to have follow up appointments.  They weighed them and measured their heights.  I knew that all the kids grew over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4413494158741578407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4413494158741578407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4413494158741578407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4413494158741578407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-day-im-so-tired.html' title='What a day!  I&apos;m so tired...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4018959707837203545</id><published>2008-08-19T18:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:26:30.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is that first 23 minutes such a bitch?</title><summary type='text'>I'm referring to exercise of course.  After that 23 minute mark I could go on for another hour or two but up until then it's hard to even make it to that point.  Tomorrow is my off day for aerobic activity so I'm going to see if I can get hubby's free weights out to use those.  For now off to drink some more water.  The tiny bottle I drank while on the tredmill wasn't enough.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4018959707837203545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4018959707837203545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4018959707837203545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4018959707837203545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-is-that-first-23-minutes-such-bitch.html' title='Why is that first 23 minutes such a bitch?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7826287941384805053</id><published>2008-08-18T09:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:16:32.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't been feeling right for a while now and last night I had</title><summary type='text'>an "ah ha" moment.  After suffering muscle pain, numbness and  not being able to even hold a pencil yesterday I think I found it's being caused by a medication my Dr thinks I should take every day.  I was having issues with my heart giving me that flip flop feeling in my chest, extreme tiredness and a lot more.  I thought I was going to die!  My arm still feels really odd and the muscle pain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7826287941384805053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7826287941384805053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7826287941384805053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7826287941384805053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-havent-been-feeling-right-for-while.html' title='I haven&apos;t been feeling right for a while now and last night I had'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8159452239771376548</id><published>2008-08-15T14:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T14:43:33.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy, why are kids shoes so expensive?</title><summary type='text'>With three kids and shoes on sale it was over $100.  Geesh!  I wanted to get them something that would last more than a month.  The last few times their shoes just fell right apart.  So no shoes from Walmart or Payless or whatever they call themselves now.  The people at payless were so rude and didn't even want to ring up our purchases anyway.  I'll never go there again.  So off to Kohl's and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8159452239771376548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8159452239771376548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8159452239771376548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8159452239771376548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/boy-why-are-kids-shoes-so-expensive.html' title='Boy, why are kids shoes so expensive?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7607009565940889399</id><published>2008-08-13T16:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:53:22.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AY YA, AY YA, AY AY AY YA!</title><summary type='text'>that is currently being yelled out by 3 kids running around like lunatics.  No clue what it means though.  But goodness it doesn't help my headache, rotf.I would LOVE to get them in the pool but darn the water is 70 degrees.  Too cold for my chicken ass.  I like warmer water for swimming in.  The weather has been really cool here the past week. So much so I acutally turned off the a/c.  Really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7607009565940889399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7607009565940889399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7607009565940889399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7607009565940889399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/ay-ya-ay-ya-ay-ay-ay-ya.html' title='AY YA, AY YA, AY AY AY YA!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8468667715219254670</id><published>2008-08-09T10:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:57:57.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My oldest was writing in his summer journal</title><summary type='text'>this morning (part of his summer homework from school) and he chose to write about when he grows up.  He was telling me all about his house and everything when he grew up then asks his 5 year old brother if he is going to live with him.  To which the 5 year old says he's going to live by himself but mommy and daddy can come visit him.  My oldest then says that mommy and daddy can live with him if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8468667715219254670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8468667715219254670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8468667715219254670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8468667715219254670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-oldest-was-writing-in-his-summer.html' title='My oldest was writing in his summer journal'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8213477460530158018</id><published>2008-08-08T08:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:54:22.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me in what universe this is fair?</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was really tired and crabby.  I had this awful headache too but just thought it was from allergies since the pollen count has gone up.  At dinner time I was getting the kids plates ready and decided I would take my temp since the thermometer was right there on the counter.  I was 102, I couldn't believe it. THEN this morning the kids were kind of sluggish and Kerstin said she wasn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8213477460530158018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8213477460530158018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8213477460530158018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8213477460530158018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/tell-me-in-what-universe-this-is-fair.html' title='Tell me in what universe this is fair?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3716767871893937480</id><published>2008-08-07T08:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:42:52.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember this?  My dd loves it.  It's got to be as old as me...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3716767871893937480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3716767871893937480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3716767871893937480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3716767871893937480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/remember-this-my-dd-loves-it-its-got-to.html' title='Remember this?  My dd loves it.  It&apos;s got to be as old as me...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3849591402641275674</id><published>2008-08-05T08:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:03:45.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's got to change...</title><summary type='text'>I'm so tired of being so tired every day.  Almost this entire summer I've had to drag myself out of bed.  I have to have a cup of coffee before I can even slightly function.  Of course my oldest (who will be eight in November) pops right out of bed the second it is seven o'clock and announces it is time to get out of bed as loudly as he can.  He wants to make sure everyone in the house is awake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3849591402641275674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3849591402641275674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3849591402641275674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3849591402641275674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/08/somethings-got-to-change.html' title='Something&apos;s got to change...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8317110766776117121</id><published>2008-07-19T11:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:17:23.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn! Last night was horrible for sleep.</title><summary type='text'>I start to fall asleep and Kerstin started calling me.  She wouldn't tell me what she wanted then actually told me SHHHH!  Little stinker!  Then once I got relaxed enough to sleep my cell phone rings, drunk dial!  UGH!  So I go lay back down and within minutes Kerstin is up puking all over her bed and herself.  So I sit her in the tub with water running but no plug in and start cleaning her bed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8317110766776117121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8317110766776117121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8317110766776117121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8317110766776117121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/yawn-last-night-was-horrible-for-sleep.html' title='Yawn! Last night was horrible for sleep.'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6975197753431127253</id><published>2008-07-18T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:00:08.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't mind me</title><summary type='text'>but I need to scream.  ARGHHHHHHH!  That is all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6975197753431127253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6975197753431127253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6975197753431127253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6975197753431127253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-mind-me.html' title='Don&apos;t mind me'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-364998626471913077</id><published>2008-07-11T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T14:49:11.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So the NP at the ped's office</title><summary type='text'>says Fifth's disease.  Also that when the kid is hot that it gets really red like his was.  To make it twice as nice his baby sister had red cheeks by the time we got there so she has it too.  They aren't contagious now but they look silly and the rash can last up to 6 weeks!  Good thing it doesn't itch because if it did, OMGosh the scratching that would be going on here would be maddening.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/364998626471913077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=364998626471913077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/364998626471913077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/364998626471913077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-np-at-peds-office.html' title='So the NP at the ped&apos;s office'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4610833170402423906</id><published>2008-07-11T11:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:28:39.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever see anything like this?</title><summary type='text'>We're off to the ped right after lunch!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4610833170402423906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4610833170402423906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4610833170402423906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4610833170402423906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/ever-see-anything-like-this.html' title='Ever see anything like this?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SHeDn4zKGSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/z-_ODP5tWqw/s72-c/rash2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-130575369254293057</id><published>2008-07-09T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T14:12:29.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow ought to be, ummm</title><summary type='text'>interesting!  I called my OB/GYN for an appointment to go over my UTI issues.  I had 2 postive tests with those at home test kits for UTI's.  So they want to do my yearly too which really wouldn't be an issue but I'll have al 3 kids with me.  I can so see them under the sheet with the Dr asking her what she is doing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/130575369254293057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=130575369254293057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/130575369254293057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/130575369254293057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrow-ought-to-be-ummm.html' title='Tomorrow ought to be, ummm'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-1906973009984323514</id><published>2008-07-09T09:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:39:19.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something isn't right...</title><summary type='text'>tell me why I can't get a Dr to take me seriously?!?  I don't want pain pills or more antibiotics I want to feel human again.  Why can't they listen to me and help me?  I'm so miserable I want to cry.  And if I believe the symptoms I read on the internet (insert a pic of myself rolling my eyes) I could be either having kidney stone issues again or even kidney failure.  I can't even get a Dr to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1906973009984323514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=1906973009984323514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1906973009984323514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1906973009984323514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-isnt-right.html' title='Something isn&apos;t right...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2025927275493354051</id><published>2008-06-24T10:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:32:58.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela</title><summary type='text'>She was the neighbor's cat.  She came over nearly everyday for two years to nap all day on our deck.  Then she'd go home for dinner and come back the next day.  She was a total sweet heart and learned quickly not to try to come in.  I'd pet her and give her a good scratch behind the ear which she loved and then I would run in and wash my hands (We're VERY allergic to cats).  Anyway one evening </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2025927275493354051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2025927275493354051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2025927275493354051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2025927275493354051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/06/angela.html' title='Angela'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5131628216525943509</id><published>2008-06-13T08:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:44:54.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Next week the work begins</title><summary type='text'>for the kids that is.  Both boys brought home these homework packets they need to complete and turn in on the first day of school.  The oldest's includes writing 3 times a week.  What fun huh?  So I need to buy him a journal so it can all stay together.  I figured at least this week they could be bums.  Just do whatever and not have a schedule to stick to.  Then back to more structure.  They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5131628216525943509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5131628216525943509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5131628216525943509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5131628216525943509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/06/next-week-work-begins.html' title='Next week the work begins'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-647764434841220481</id><published>2008-06-06T10:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:42:24.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy...</title><summary type='text'>Hubby is still out of town and not feeling 100%.  Child #2 fell and punctured his scalp and I was not pleased with the care he got at the local ER.  They were mostly concerned if he was up to date on his shots and that the bleeding had stopped.  They didn't examine him or ask him if he had a headache or nausea or anything.  They didn't even clean up the wound.  Just told me to give him ibuprofen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/647764434841220481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=647764434841220481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/647764434841220481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/647764434841220481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8737780443247846298</id><published>2008-06-05T10:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:04:48.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been reminded many times that there is only one</title><summary type='text'>more day after today.  The boys are ready for a break from school.  I bet after two weeks they'll be ready to go back.I FIANLLY got a hold of my Dr's office who appologized over and over about the order for my test not being at the lab.  It is gauranteed to be there today so I can go tomorrow.  So we'll see.  I already went ahead and made an appointment with the Dr anyway so I don't have to try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8737780443247846298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8737780443247846298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8737780443247846298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8737780443247846298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-reminded-many-times-that-there.html' title='I&apos;ve been reminded many times that there is only one'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5063210157567549303</id><published>2008-06-02T10:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:18:15.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Four more days...</title><summary type='text'>the boys are counting down.  In fact the middle child begged to stay home from school today.  I said no of course, lol.  After how loud they were this weekend I was ready for some peace in the house for a couple of hours.  Heck he only goes to school for less than 3 hours as it is.  And what do they do?  Play more than anything.  So why stay home and drive mommy looney when you can go and have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5063210157567549303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5063210157567549303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5063210157567549303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5063210157567549303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/06/four-more-days.html' title='Four more days...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2332776653464840052</id><published>2008-05-28T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:59:14.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got this in my email but it made me chuckle so I thought I would share...</title><summary type='text'>Tips for the ladies in year 2008 1. Aspire to be Barbie - the bitch has everything. 2. If the shoe fits - buy one in every colour. 3. Take life with a pinch of salt... A wedge of lime, and a shot of tequila. 4. In need of a support group? - Cocktail hour with your girlfriends!   5. Go on the 30 day diet  (I'm on it and so far I've lost 15 days). 6. When life gets you down - just put on your big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2332776653464840052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2332776653464840052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2332776653464840052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2332776653464840052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-this-in-my-email-but-it-made-me.html' title='I got this in my email but it made me chuckle so I thought I would share...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8189937248558292740</id><published>2008-05-28T10:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:10:10.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys were so tickled when we pulled into the</title><summary type='text'>school parking lot today.  The field was all set up for fun and fitness day.  I lathered them up with sunscreen and gave them a bottle of water.  I hope it's not too chilly because they insisted on wearing shorts.  Yesterday is was hot and humid here but I don't think it's supposed to go over 67F today and it was in the 50's when I dropped them off at school.  Either way I hope they have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8189937248558292740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8189937248558292740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8189937248558292740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8189937248558292740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/boys-were-so-tickled-when-we-pulled.html' title='The boys were so tickled when we pulled into the'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7395852602334736599</id><published>2008-05-28T09:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:05:37.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am having one of those WTF moments...</title><summary type='text'>I finished my antibiotic yesterday.  I still have the UTI and I tried to call my Dr (which if you could see me right now I'm rolling my eyes about that fact) and of course I get their answering service that tells me to call back another time.  It wouldn't tick me off so much IF they were off on an off day but they are supposed to have their glorious administrative hours from 9 am to 11:45 am.  So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7395852602334736599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7395852602334736599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7395852602334736599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7395852602334736599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-having-one-of-those-wtf-moments.html' title='I am having one of those WTF moments...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5530209676682018388</id><published>2008-05-27T09:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T09:15:06.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Toc, Tick Toc</title><summary type='text'>The count down is on.  Only nine more days left of school.  The boys would like to be out now.  For some reason school has been tiring this year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5530209676682018388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5530209676682018388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5530209676682018388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5530209676682018388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/tick-toc-tick-toc.html' title='Tick Toc, Tick Toc'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2718499759642337318</id><published>2008-05-24T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:19:16.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so tired!</title><summary type='text'>I'm still in my jammies and I've been laying on the couch just watching the kids play.  Boy they are loud too!  No way I could sneak a nap in with all that noise.  The antibiotics aren't treating me very well either.  I feel so sick I haven't eaten since lunch time yesterday.  I don't think I could.  Maybe a nice cup of tea would help.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2718499759642337318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2718499759642337318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2718499759642337318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2718499759642337318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-so-tired.html' title='I&apos;m so tired!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8606085679515230564</id><published>2008-05-22T15:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:28:21.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why do we live in a crappy area?  Part 2</title><summary type='text'>So I tried calling the Dr's office all morning.  They have very limited administrative hours in which you can call in and talk to the office manager, who is the Dr's husband.  Anyway I kept getting a message every time I dialed that the phone was not in service try again later.  It was past the admin hours by the time I had to leave and get kiddo #2 from school.  So I decided I would drive over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8606085679515230564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8606085679515230564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8606085679515230564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8606085679515230564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-oh-why-do-we-live-in-crappy-area_22.html' title='Why oh why do we live in a crappy area?  Part 2'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4576112177149236906</id><published>2008-05-22T09:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:48:57.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why do we live in a crappy area?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4576112177149236906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4576112177149236906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4576112177149236906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4576112177149236906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-oh-why-do-we-live-in-crappy-area.html' title='Why oh why do we live in a crappy area?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-9197269626629319725</id><published>2008-05-15T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:37:32.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I did something whacky yesterday...</title><summary type='text'>well I'm still working on it.  I need to decorate a little better...BUT I got tired of feeling cramped in our kitchen when we were eating so I moved our table to the "formal living room" (which we rarely use except for kids tossing toys about) and turned it into a dining room.  I made a small sitting area in the kitchen where the table used to be.  It's actually rather nice to sit there.  Lots of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9197269626629319725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=9197269626629319725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/9197269626629319725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/9197269626629319725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-did-something-whacky-yesterday.html' title='I did something whacky yesterday...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-9099413584826681999</id><published>2008-05-13T12:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:40:20.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Owie, my aching head...</title><summary type='text'>I have one whopper of a headache.  It's not a migraine but at this rate it could progress to that.  Please oh please let the asprin I took take some of the pain away because I have to drive in a couple of hours.  At least it's not raining but gosh the beautiful sun is hard on the headache.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9099413584826681999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=9099413584826681999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/9099413584826681999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/9099413584826681999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/owie-my-aching-head.html' title='Owie, my aching head...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-1882992280299070887</id><published>2008-05-12T11:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T11:29:17.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Storms again...</title><summary type='text'>Lots of rain (flood warnings) and wind.  I'm waiting for the 3 LARGE dead trees in the forest next to the house to fall on the house or the little garages.  They look like they are doing some kind of dance with all the wind.  At least we're at the top of a hill so we won't get any of the flooding that some of the other people in the area are.  At least it's not big tornados like on the news.  So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1882992280299070887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=1882992280299070887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1882992280299070887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1882992280299070887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-storms-again.html' title='Big Storms again...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7229015848443508648</id><published>2008-05-08T16:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:29:20.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while but I have so much going</title><summary type='text'>on and no cohesive thoughts to put down.  I do however have some photos of my boys, thier little league photos as well as their spring pictures from school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7229015848443508648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7229015848443508648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7229015848443508648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7229015848443508648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-while-but-i-have-so-much-going.html' title='It&apos;s been a while but I have so much going'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/SCNgQSJdQrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QSkmLk-UzUc/s72-c/Cteeball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2519836745012082831</id><published>2008-04-24T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:29:20.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He finally remembered!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2519836745012082831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6346434383777905198</id><published>2008-04-22T08:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:48:19.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just smack me or kick me while I'm down why don't you?!?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6346434383777905198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6346434383777905198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6346434383777905198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6346434383777905198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-smack-me-or-kick-me-while-im-down.html' title='Just smack me or kick me while I&apos;m down why don&apos;t you?!?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7402591401392079194</id><published>2008-04-21T11:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:47:50.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy F-ing Birthday to me</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7402591401392079194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7402591401392079194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7402591401392079194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7402591401392079194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-f-ing-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy F-ing Birthday to me'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=92281522666917810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/92281522666917810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/92281522666917810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/plastic-bottles.html' title='Plastic bottles?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2256065954086143630</id><published>2008-04-09T13:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:43:16.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well he's totally back to his normal self</title><summary type='text'>You wouldn't even know my oldest was put under for minor surgery on his gums this morning.  I guess it will be a couple of days before we hear about the pathology report.  Hopefully the "C" word won't be mentioned.  For those that don't know my seven year old had this white bump on his gum.  We asked at his dentist what it was when he was 4 and 5 and then we moved to another state.  The new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2256065954086143630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2256065954086143630&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2256065954086143630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2256065954086143630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-hes-totally-back-to-his-normal.html' title='Well he&apos;s totally back to his normal self'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-979207291529238155</id><published>2008-04-07T09:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:47:12.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The oldest's coach FINALLY gave us a schedule</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/979207291529238155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=979207291529238155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/979207291529238155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/979207291529238155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/oldests-coach-finally-gave-us-schedule.html' title='The oldest&apos;s coach FINALLY gave us a schedule'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-1465104725552270033</id><published>2008-04-02T12:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T12:58:28.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the decluttering begin!</title><summary type='text'>Okay technically I started but it's been slow going.  After a smart alec remark from my husband I've been decluttering and throwing away HIS stuff.  So far he hasn't noticed anything other than the "clean" as he calls it.  So if he didn't miss the crap he didn't need it anyway!  All this time he's been bitching about my cleaning, the house was clean just junked up with his stuff and the kids </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1465104725552270033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=1465104725552270033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1465104725552270033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1465104725552270033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-decluttering-begin.html' title='Let the decluttering begin!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6894002355853299896</id><published>2008-04-02T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:39:30.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what's going on</title><summary type='text'>but I feel like the first chance I get I should run away!  People are just so rude and disrespectful!  I need some time to myself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6894002355853299896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6894002355853299896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6894002355853299896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6894002355853299896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-know-whats-going-on.html' title='I don&apos;t know what&apos;s going on'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3420710713521554165</id><published>2008-03-26T09:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:11:29.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring needs to get her butt in gear and show up!</title><summary type='text'>My oldest kiddo had little league practice last night and once the sun started going down that wind was COLD.  My other two kids looked like red popsicles.  It really looked nice outside, sun and all but geez it was just too cold.  It felt more like winter.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3420710713521554165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3420710713521554165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3420710713521554165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3420710713521554165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-needs-to-get-her-butt-in-gear.html' title='Spring needs to get her butt in gear and show up!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3433242203231460840</id><published>2008-03-23T08:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:26:51.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tickled!</title><summary type='text'>My best friend from High School has been MIA for years.  I tried to find her and never could.  She emailed me today.  She found me through the reunion site some of the girls had set up for our 20th reunion.  Gosh, I can't believe I've been out of High School for 20 years now.  I can't wait to catch up with my friend.  We were so different but so close in school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3433242203231460840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3433242203231460840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3433242203231460840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3433242203231460840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-tickled.html' title='I&apos;m tickled!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3634411167810513129</id><published>2008-03-22T08:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:22:21.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The calender say it's spring...</title><summary type='text'>the thermometer says it's 30F outside.  To me that's not spring!  All the kids got up with one of those nasty congested coughs.  Two of them have had cold and allergy symptoms for about a week.  The other one was fine until he went to tee ball practice and it was cold and VERY windy.  He has another practice today but I don' know if he should if it's cold and he sounds like a dying horse when he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3634411167810513129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3634411167810513129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3634411167810513129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3634411167810513129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/calender-say-its-spring.html' title='The calender say it&apos;s spring...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8101802333601631318</id><published>2008-03-21T09:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:52:58.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GROAN!</title><summary type='text'>My sinuses hurt!  I'm so afraid of what it's going to be like when more than just a few trees are putting out pollen.  Tree's having sex!  That's what is making me so miserable.  I guess I can be thankful I've only had one asthma attack today.  Hopefully it will be the only one.  The kids are so loud today too.  They aren't being bad, they are actually playing together really nicely.  No fighting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8101802333601631318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8101802333601631318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8101802333601631318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8101802333601631318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/groan.html' title='GROAN!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6968351633988652199</id><published>2008-03-19T11:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:25:09.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Misty, foggy, rainy and just</title><summary type='text'>icky gray outside today.  I'm so ready for the sunshine and flowers of spring.  Even if my allergies aren't.  The pollen has been over 8 many times already and it's killing our allergies.  I hate to see what happens when everything but a few trees start blooming.  I have a love/hate relationship with spring because of our allergies.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6968351633988652199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6968351633988652199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6968351633988652199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6968351633988652199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/misty-foggy-rainy-and-just.html' title='Misty, foggy, rainy and just'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3450663052984977447</id><published>2008-03-18T09:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:18:34.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please respond to this and tell me</title><summary type='text'>what your favorite form of exercise is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3450663052984977447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3450663052984977447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3450663052984977447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3450663052984977447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/please-respond-to-this-and-tell-me.html' title='Please respond to this and tell me'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3033905955297089505</id><published>2008-03-17T13:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T13:33:53.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well darn if I didn't</title><summary type='text'>wake up and feel like I was hit by a Mack truck today.  I'm so tired of catching the kids colds.  I can't wait until it warms up and cold season is over!  I'm so tired all I want to do is sleep but with kids in the house that don't nap...Mommy doesn't nap.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3033905955297089505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3033905955297089505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3033905955297089505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3033905955297089505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-darn-if-i-didnt.html' title='Well darn if I didn&apos;t'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-1061020103712384007</id><published>2008-03-15T14:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T14:21:34.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball, Ball and more Ball</title><summary type='text'>We left the house at 8 am and got home about 40 minutes ago.  Who knew standing out in the wind and running a 3 yo back and forth to the truck pee on her little potty would be so tiring.  I did toss the ball a bit and played tag with the two kids who weren't actually playing ball at the moment.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1061020103712384007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=1061020103712384007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1061020103712384007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/1061020103712384007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/ball-ball-and-more-ball.html' title='Ball, Ball and more Ball'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8873298016823608313</id><published>2008-03-14T13:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:52:35.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay not funny</title><summary type='text'>It hasn't been two whole weeks since I finished my nasty antibiotics from the sinus infection I had.  I have a sore throat.  The oldest and youngest have been sniffling and coughing for days.  I guess they shared yet again.  It seems like they get every darn cold that goes around.  Frankly I'm sick of it and darn I'm sick of them giving it to me!  I don't remember having so many colds/sinus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8873298016823608313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8873298016823608313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8873298016823608313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8873298016823608313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-not-funny.html' title='Okay not funny'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5386073144528312020</id><published>2008-03-14T10:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T10:39:49.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it a bad thing that the highlight of my day</title><summary type='text'>was going to Walmart and buying a toilet seat?  The bugger cost $27 too.  But it's one of those that has two seats on it.  One for little kids tushes and one for adults all built into one.  Why did I spend that on a seat like that instead of getting one of those $6 things that sits on top of a seat?  Because they fall into an elongated bowl.  Kids don't like falling into the cold water of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5386073144528312020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5386073144528312020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5386073144528312020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5386073144528312020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-it-bad-thing-that-highlight-of-my.html' title='Is it a bad thing that the highlight of my day'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8297175643613792204</id><published>2008-03-13T21:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:31:46.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well he's not the worst player on the team</title><summary type='text'>but he still stinks at baseball.  He had a lot of fun and can't wait until the next practice.  That's a good thing, right?!?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8297175643613792204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8297175643613792204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8297175643613792204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8297175643613792204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-hes-not-worst-player-on-team.html' title='Well he&apos;s not the worst player on the team'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4603862603376908790</id><published>2008-03-13T09:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:49:35.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever feel like if you</title><summary type='text'>dropped off of the face of the earth no one would care?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4603862603376908790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4603862603376908790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4603862603376908790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4603862603376908790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/ever-feel-like-if-you.html' title='Ever feel like if you'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4021946651919526729</id><published>2008-03-12T09:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:36:04.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Joy it's Wednesday...</title><summary type='text'>which means I have to run to school early times two.  For the life of me I don't understand why they let the entire county of schools out early on Wednesdays.  It's supposed to be for teacher planning or something like that but really can a teacher prepare lesson plans in what an hour and 40 minutes a week?  I know just being a sub there is a lot of prep to have extra work on hand just in case </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4021946651919526729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4021946651919526729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4021946651919526729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4021946651919526729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-joy-its-wednesday.html' title='Oh Joy it&apos;s Wednesday...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6683355359699471658</id><published>2008-03-11T09:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T09:33:23.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been so long since I've blogged I don't even</title><summary type='text'>know if I know how to ;)  Any lots and lots of busy things going on here.  Both boys started Little League.  Christoph is in his first year of Tee Ball.  James well he's technically on two teams and they still haven't sorted out which one he's supposed to be on.  I think I may solve that for them!  He's not that good at ball, well to be honest he's horrible.  Bad thing to say but he really isn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6683355359699471658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6683355359699471658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6683355359699471658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6683355359699471658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-so-long-since-ive-blogged-i.html' title='It&apos;s been so long since I&apos;ve blogged I don&apos;t even'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-6603276738009330128</id><published>2008-01-30T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:24:28.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5th Birthday to my baby boy...</title><summary type='text'>He wanted me to sing Happy Birthday to him as soon as I went into his room to get him up for school.  I asked him if he could wait until tonight when I had his cake ready and he agreed.Ugh and I had so much planned to do today, both boys are home sick. Christoph has a stomach ache. The last time he told me his tummy hurt he puked the rest of the day so I figured he better stay home. James is very</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6603276738009330128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=6603276738009330128&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6603276738009330128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/6603276738009330128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-5th-birthday-to-my-baby-boy.html' title='Happy 5th Birthday to my baby boy...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4265511877938441195</id><published>2008-01-29T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T10:49:10.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Would someone please come remove the lead</title><summary type='text'>weights that are dragging me down?  I feel so tired and like I'm dragging lead weight around all day.  I don't know why because (aside from the two times hubby woke me with loud snoring) I slept.  I tell you if it were not for coffee I would be asleep right now.  I've been sneaking into the kids rooms today while the 3 year old is occupied briefly and tossing junk that they don't need or removing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4265511877938441195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4265511877938441195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4265511877938441195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4265511877938441195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/would-someone-please-come-remove-lead.html' title='Would someone please come remove the lead'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3721244210495268168</id><published>2008-01-15T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T09:41:56.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a clutz</title><summary type='text'>It's was below freezing this morning and the van was covered in ice so I went out to warm the old girl up before we hopped in and ran to school....well I slipped on a patch of ice that I swear I could not see and fell and pulled something in my neck and smashed my finger so hard it split open in a couple of places.  I didn't go all the way down though because that would have not been fun since I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3721244210495268168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3721244210495268168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3721244210495268168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3721244210495268168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-such-clutz.html' title='I&apos;m such a clutz'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-3868217557850654227</id><published>2008-01-14T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T09:33:10.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn!</title><summary type='text'>I'm so tired.  I felt like I worked my tush off this weekend and have nothing to show for it.  Doesn't help that driving to PA for church then back takes up half a day.  I'm not too sure what I think about the church yet.  It's so modern.  Coffee bar, musicians (and I'm not talking an organist).  They have a full band complete with singers who play and sing for 30 minutes before the sermon.  I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3868217557850654227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=3868217557850654227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3868217557850654227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/3868217557850654227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/yawn.html' title='Yawn!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-4404420479946929904</id><published>2007-12-13T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:30:46.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been wet and gray outside</title><summary type='text'>for so long I think I have forgotten what the sun looks like!  Today it is raining/snowing/sleeting/freezing rain...you name it we have it.  Not a fun day to be outside.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4404420479946929904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=4404420479946929904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4404420479946929904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/4404420479946929904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-wet-and-gray-outside.html' title='It&apos;s been wet and gray outside'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-5122367126108468204</id><published>2007-12-11T13:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:27:20.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bzz</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5122367126108468204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=5122367126108468204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5122367126108468204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/5122367126108468204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/bzz.html' title='Bzz'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-7594102863566317270</id><published>2007-12-04T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:33:10.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And no she didn't nap again!</title><summary type='text'>I went up to check on her and she looked like she could fall asleep.  So I go back at the one hour mark and she's sitting there asking me if she could get up.  Where's a roll eyes picture when I need one?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7594102863566317270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=7594102863566317270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7594102863566317270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/7594102863566317270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-no-she-didnt-nap-again.html' title='And no she didn&apos;t nap again!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-8303616876493943470</id><published>2007-12-04T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:07:59.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow that wind is cold!</title><summary type='text'>It's 38F here today but it feels so much colder with the wind.  It's strong wind too.  Yesterday it knocked the kids jungle climber right over.  I can't even lift the darn thing because it's so heavy.  The van doesn't like the wind either, it was a struggle to stay in my own lane on the open highway.  I could feel the van being pushed the entire way.Good day so far though (mostly).  I took the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8303616876493943470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=8303616876493943470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8303616876493943470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/8303616876493943470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow-that-wind-is-cold.html' title='Wow that wind is cold!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492812.post-2482551517550374725</id><published>2007-12-03T13:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:29:21.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not good at it but this is what I've been doing lately</title><summary type='text'>Finished product (flaws included but can't be fixed at this point)EdgeIt's a gift for mil so SHHHHHH!  I tried to make it close to the colors in her house so she could leave it out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2482551517550374725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14492812&amp;postID=2482551517550374725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2482551517550374725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14492812/posts/default/2482551517550374725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desertqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-not-good-at-it-but-this-is-what-ive.html' title='I&apos;m not good at it but this is what I&apos;ve been doing lately'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07949026425795169928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R59RuxDsMZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_p1PzNIK1s/S220/9640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJOYlxqZHO0/R1ROdmrMsSI/AAAAAAAAADo/kYv35O_gYG8/s72-c/blanket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
