<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085</id><updated>2009-11-10T12:27:37.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snipits Of Me</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/84726766@N00/367026026/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/107/367026026_611487095b_o.jpg" width="800" height="200" alt="Snipits Of Me Banner 800x200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-8722365715600004303</id><published>2008-08-26T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:49:23.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have some news!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi everyone, boy it's been a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some news that is bringing me back to the blogging world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Thompson's are going to be on TV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check my new blog to follow us through this exciting journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thethompsonsontv.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thethompsonsontv.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-8722365715600004303?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8722365715600004303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=8722365715600004303&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8722365715600004303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8722365715600004303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-some-news.html' title='I have some news!!'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-8077334343592185437</id><published>2008-04-09T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:48:53.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break</title><content type='html'>I have spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time with you all. Talking about my life and what's going on. Sometimes it's more like I am observing my life rather than living it. So until something really major happens I am taking a break. Just some time to breathe. Focus on my newly expanded family and just dive into life. I plan on getting much more social in my new community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my readers for being so supportive and always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;checking&lt;/span&gt; in with me each day to see what's new. I have grown to love you all, and will continue to read your blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check in periodically to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-8077334343592185437?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8077334343592185437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=8077334343592185437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8077334343592185437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8077334343592185437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-1777534560703276833</id><published>2008-03-29T14:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:09:38.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Dinner with an oldie... via Facebook.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;.. that probably sounds bad given I am far from old and neither is the person I am talking about. I have begun to realize that while I am married with kids now, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; days should not be a thing of the past. No.. I am not going to try to act like a teen again, I am however making it a point to get together with old friends from back in those days. It started a few weeks ago with a friend (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shalaine&lt;/span&gt;) who I haven't seen in probably 13 years. She stopped by for a visit to meet the new baby and Austin of course. So us, and our spouses and children hung out for a few hours. It was great! Tonight another friend from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;, Paul, and his wife Emma are coming over for drinks and munchies. Again Chris and I haven't seen him since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; so it will be really nice to catch up and learn about each others lives over the past decade+ (boy I feel old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering how after all this time it might even be possible to get reconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/span&gt;! Yup, that's correct. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this gives me an idea! Just play along &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;? I'll give you my answers and I'd love for you to give me yours! Just cut and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; and fill over my answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1.) Have you heard of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why yes I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2.) Do you have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; account?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I sure do! For over 2 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.) What do you use it for? (posting note/pics etc, reuniting with old friends, talking with family?)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I use it for all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4.) How many friends do you have?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Around 130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5.) Who makes up your friends list?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For me it's all people I know in some way personally. I may not have met them in fact a couple are blog buddies. But mostly family and friends. I am not what the kids call a "Friend Whore", I do not add random people no matter how hot they think my profile pic is. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6.) Do you add exes?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nope, never... They are exes for a reason and that's not a can o' worms I want to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7.) Do you think you are &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;addicted to it?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Ummm Hi my name is Coleen and I am a Facebook addict... &lt;em&gt;((hi coleen!!!)) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8.) What is your favorite feature or application?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love the scratch n' win &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ap&lt;/span&gt; and I love sharing photos with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9.) What is the oldest reconnection made on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 26 years. A neighbour of mine from when I was about 4. His sister used to babysit me. He added me and even had old pics of me that I had never seen before. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to all who share their answers. Feel free to do so in my comments OR on your own blog and let me know you did. I can't wait to read! I'll pick the bet answers and post them on my blog in a couple of days!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-1777534560703276833?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1777534560703276833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=1777534560703276833&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/1777534560703276833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/1777534560703276833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/03/dinner-with-oldie-via-facebook.html' title='Dinner with an oldie... via Facebook.'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-5260926775212998792</id><published>2008-03-28T02:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:02:38.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Fill-in'/><title type='text'>My Friday Fill-In #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182682575804787010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-yWV_pzaUI/AAAAAAAAANU/87LwHfl_odU/s320/FridayFillIn-Graphic2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is something I will be doing every Friday. Have you seen this before? I hope many of you will join me in this as I do it. If you decide to follow suit leave me your link so I can read YOUR fill-ins. &lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Go here each &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friday for the new fill-ins&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Some relationships are meant to LAST FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;2. NEIL YOUNG is the last concert I saw; it was TERRIBLE, EVEN THOUGH I LOVE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spring should be HERE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ALREADY&lt;/span&gt; DAMN IT!.&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh no! I forgot TO GET CHRIS TO PUT THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CAR SEAT&lt;/span&gt; BASE BACK INTO THE CAR!&lt;br /&gt;5. I've recently started BLOGGING AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;6. MY CHILDREN never fail(s) to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to A MOVIE, tomorrow my plans include SPRING CLEANING and Sunday, I want to GO FOR A WALK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-5260926775212998792?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5260926775212998792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=5260926775212998792&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/5260926775212998792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/5260926775212998792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/03/friday-fill-ins.html' title='My Friday Fill-In #1'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-yWV_pzaUI/AAAAAAAAANU/87LwHfl_odU/s72-c/FridayFillIn-Graphic2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-7660473357867237331</id><published>2008-03-28T01:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:59:43.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every girl needs an "Easter Dress"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have been the mother to a boy for 11 years. It has been truly wonderful. Made me adapt to the unique ways that boys behave. My son dresses for comfort. Sure, he went through a phase where he was dressing to impress the girls but that faded away very quickly. Though I am sure it will return at some point. He is very much a jeans and t-shirt kinda kid. A bit of a cross between skater and regular boy I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we have a girl and I get to do the girlie/pink/frilly thing to her. I hope years from now she'll approve but lets face it. Do any of us look back at how our parents dressed us and say: "Gee om that outfit was really awesome". No.. no we don;t. In fact most of us look at old pictures in horror and say: Oh dear lord, HOW could you have done THAT to ME???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that being said I now present to you, the pictures that one day Ruari will look back on in shame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-yId_pzaSI/AAAAAAAAANE/cWo6-IHgnjo/s1600-h/Mar+23+2008_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182667320080951586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-yId_pzaSI/AAAAAAAAANE/cWo6-IHgnjo/s320/Mar+23+2008_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182667779642452274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-yI4vpzaTI/AAAAAAAAANM/-3Ow1fABPHg/s320/Mar+23+2008_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-7660473357867237331?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7660473357867237331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=7660473357867237331&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/7660473357867237331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/7660473357867237331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/03/every-girl-needs-easter-dress.html' title='Every girl needs an &quot;Easter Dress&quot;....'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-yId_pzaSI/AAAAAAAAANE/cWo6-IHgnjo/s72-c/Mar+23+2008_0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-6830211834692441731</id><published>2008-03-20T11:43:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:57:06.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mohawk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0T1vpzaaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1c1Z81-dEBo/s1600-h/Mar+20+2008_0095_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182820560219105698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0T1vpzaaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1c1Z81-dEBo/s320/Mar+20+2008_0095_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0TtvpzaZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9RYLGvKa-6s/s1600-h/Mar+20+2008_0093_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182820422780152210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0TtvpzaZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9RYLGvKa-6s/s320/Mar+20+2008_0093_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0TXfpzaYI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ukLp7w30sjQ/s1600-h/Mar+20+2008_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182820040528062850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0TXfpzaYI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ukLp7w30sjQ/s320/Mar+20+2008_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0TKvpzaXI/AAAAAAAAANs/7KRzXei0rK0/s1600-h/Mar+20+2008_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182819821484730738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0TKvpzaXI/AAAAAAAAANs/7KRzXei0rK0/s320/Mar+20+2008_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0S3PpzaWI/AAAAAAAAANk/9M-RhsUwrSE/s1600-h/Mar+20+2008_0068_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182819486477281634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0S3PpzaWI/AAAAAAAAANk/9M-RhsUwrSE/s320/Mar+20+2008_0068_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0SpPpzaVI/AAAAAAAAANc/Gi6LN8HtTYM/s1600-h/Mar+20+2008_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182819245959113042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0SpPpzaVI/AAAAAAAAANc/Gi6LN8HtTYM/s320/Mar+20+2008_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was Austin's 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. I can hardly believe it! 11 Years ago I was giving birth to him and now all these years later he finally has a sibling to share the fun with. Granted the age gap means they won't really grow up together, but her sure loves her already. She "gave" him his card. He wanted so badly for her to have some cake. I told him next year she can! 11 years down and so many more to go. He hardly my baby boy anymore. Into girls and video games etc. Riding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bikes&lt;/span&gt; with his friends etc.. Clothes that HE picks out not mom, and wants another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mohawk&lt;/span&gt; so badly. Remember that one? My long time readers might. If not go have a look at my posts from Oct 2006.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Aussie, Dad and I love you tons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-6830211834692441731?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6830211834692441731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=6830211834692441731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6830211834692441731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6830211834692441731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-today-was-austins-11-th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0T1vpzaaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1c1Z81-dEBo/s72-c/Mar+20+2008_0095_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-2478835702204677340</id><published>2008-03-17T18:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:15:38.421-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruari'/><title type='text'>Since you may be wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R977RwhNLpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jVgOJgKKfXQ/s1600-h/n610825704_2302524_3808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178852904023174802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R977RwhNLpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jVgOJgKKfXQ/s400/n610825704_2302524_3808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ruari:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The name is pronounced like Rory, but is the Gaelic version of the name. It is also traditionally a boys name. However it was one that went with family heritage and was something both Chris and I loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we have that over with I will proceed with "The Story of Ruari":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ruari Alexis Thompson is 1 month and 5 days old as of today. The time has flown by so quickly. SO many people are asking "what happened to her being born on Valentines Day as was planned?" Well here's what happened: Because of the vast complications during my pregnancy, we had a planned c-section booked for Feb 14th at 1:45pm. Valentines Day! On Sunday night (Feb 10th) I sat and made a list of things I needed to do in the next couple days before our c-section on Thursday afternoon. Since I was going to be out for my dr's appt on Monday I figured I would go grocery shopping and run errands right afterwards. That way I was only making one trip out and I would have all the groceries done and ready for when I would be in the hospital a few days. Making things easier for Chris. Monday morning was like any other that week, I just took it easy and then at 2pm I woke Chris up to go with me to my very last dr's appt as a pregnant woman. Austin actually decided to come with us too. My appt was for 3:45 but Dr. Wilkinson was running late so we didn't go in until after 4:00. We spoke about the c-section and she gave us a basic rundown of what was going to happen, then she had me lay down so she could listen to the baby's heart rate like she does at every appt. Only that day it was different. I knew it right away by the look on her face and the fact she was listening for a lot longer than normal. After she finished she confirmed my fears.. something wasn't quite right. The baby's heart beat was all over the place.. fast for a few beats then really slow and so on. The Dr. told me to head over to the labour and delivery ward at the hospital immediately so they could do a non stress test and have a better look at the heart. Austin said he knew we were going to have the baby that day, of course I told him not to be silly, that her b-day would still be valentines day. 4:45 we are in the hospital and I was all strapped to the machines, one after another all these nurses kept coming in to listen with funny comments on how it sounds like rap music... but they were all visibly worried. They had my other OB- Dr Hunter (who was at the hospital) come in to take a look. He arrived at my bedside at 5:05 and after listening for a bit told me he thought it was best to do an emergency c-section right away. Chris asked him if we had time to call people to get there, he said "no we're going now". Austin looked horrified when he was told he would have to go to the waiting room by himself, but said it would be ok. The nurses told Chris he had time to call my sister to get there to wait with Austin. He called and then had to head straight to get "scrubbed in". He wasn't even allowed to wait for her to get there. So we went into surgery thinking Austin was alone in the waiting room and that made me cry. Chris reminded me that he's almost 11 and perfectly fine in there for a short while. So we were waiting in a pre-surgery clean room, for a few minutes at 5:15-5:25. Then they took me to do the spinal and left Chris to wait... everything is an emotional blur after that point until Chris was brought in and my surgery was already under way. He wiped the tears from my eyes as I cried at how things were happening too fast... Then I heard them say those perfect words... "YOU HAVE A BEAUTIFUL BABY GIRL" I couldn't believe it was over already. After all the bad things that happened to us during this pregnancy it was wonderful to see my baby girl. Chris went to her and they stitched me back up... Chris was able to take her to see her big brother and Auntie Shanny, and her Grandma who had arrived just as he was bringing her out.... As soon as Chris came back with her it was "skin time" where they lay her directly on my chest skin to skin for bonding... That was just shortly after 6pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is the chaotic story of the birth of my duaghter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-2478835702204677340?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2478835702204677340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=2478835702204677340&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/2478835702204677340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/2478835702204677340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/03/since-you-may-be-wondering.html' title='Since you may be wondering...'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R977RwhNLpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jVgOJgKKfXQ/s72-c/n610825704_2302524_3808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-3050120133316070438</id><published>2008-03-14T19:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:48:15.758-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layouts'/><title type='text'>A scrapin' I must go....</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I have scrap booked. I must say children make for excellent motivation. After perusing the net for some nice word art I found this site called &lt;a href="http://elegantwordart2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elegant Word Art&lt;/a&gt;. Bethany makes wonderful word art that can be used for so many projects. If you have a moment you really should go have a look. I know you'll love her hard work as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my most recent layouts. They are all about my newest child. My sweet little girl Ruari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2264/2333296509_33dbdc210e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2264/2333296509_33dbdc210e_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3203/2334124140_15f0a1dfb5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3203/2334124140_15f0a1dfb5_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/2333307295_8c685e2b8d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/2333307295_8c685e2b8d_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2217/2333308453_51241e2348_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2217/2333308453_51241e2348_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking. Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coleen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOXO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-3050120133316070438?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3050120133316070438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=3050120133316070438&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/3050120133316070438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/3050120133316070438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/03/scrapin-i-must-go.html' title='A scrapin&apos; I must go....'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-8804177790988320613</id><published>2008-02-18T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:11:31.958-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Gone too long...</title><content type='html'>As many of you know one of my last posts was way back at the beginning of my much prayed for pregnancy. My family and I endured some VERY difficult times. I will not drag you all down by posting what went on but I will say that, our move out west was short lived. It was a very difficult time for us and we decided to come back to our roots and be near family at a time when we needed them most. Despite my very difficult pregnancy I made it through hand have a beautiful month old baby girl name Ruari (Celtic name pronounced Rory). She is a wonderful addition to our family, and brings us the feeling of completion we were desperate for for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to ease back into blogging and things may really change on my blog. The look mostly. I will be designing a new header in the next couple of days. I will not be blogging on a daily basis, but I will blog often again, like I used to. Now that my pregnancy is over and life is getting back to some sort of normalcy I actually feel up to blogging rather than hiding from the world like I have been for a long while. My problem was in the fact that, despite being excited and thrilled about being pregnant and expecting our #2, too many bad things were going on some relating to my pregnancy some relating to our move, leaving me feeling like blogging would just depress my readers and turn them away. I didn't want to feel like a downer or like I had nothing nice to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting now I will close the chapter of my life that contained such sadness and reflect the bliss I now feel after getting past it all and giving birth to my sweet little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope many of you will be back to read like you used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to add her birth story and some pics from the day she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-8804177790988320613?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8804177790988320613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=8804177790988320613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8804177790988320613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8804177790988320613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/03/gone-too-long.html' title='Gone too long...'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-4093505027948883322</id><published>2008-02-08T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:08:40.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Almost there.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0Xd_pzaeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gknmFpg9zpo/s1600-h/aRandoms+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182824550243723746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0Xd_pzaeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gknmFpg9zpo/s320/aRandoms+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0XWPpzadI/AAAAAAAAAOc/WThFLnDmTcE/s1600-h/Randoms+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182824417099737554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0XWPpzadI/AAAAAAAAAOc/WThFLnDmTcE/s320/Randoms+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0XG_pzacI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cdOPyVtRPKs/s1600-h/Belly+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182824155106732482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0XG_pzacI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cdOPyVtRPKs/s320/Belly+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0W0fpzabI/AAAAAAAAAOM/fyaqF28pM7M/s1600-h/Belly+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182823837279152562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0W0fpzabI/AAAAAAAAAOM/fyaqF28pM7M/s320/Belly+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-4093505027948883322?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4093505027948883322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=4093505027948883322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/4093505027948883322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/4093505027948883322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2008/02/almost-there.html' title='Almost there.....'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/R-0Xd_pzaeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gknmFpg9zpo/s72-c/aRandoms+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-6238105851850911325</id><published>2007-08-06T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T12:19:42.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on my Dr.s appointment</title><content type='html'>I went in thinking they would be doing an ultrasound. I was so excited! It was a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt; to find out that I have to wait until I am 20 weeks to have an ultrasound done. She doesn't see any sense in "burdening" the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; system with ultrasounds that are just to see a blob. Whatever. (I was crushed). Then she did an internal, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; I look pretty good inside (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ewww&lt;/span&gt;) but then the bleeding started again, she said I have NOTHING to worry about as far as the bleeding goes. I have a sensitive cervix, and she said I am likely to bleed all through my pregnancy. Then onto the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Doppler&lt;/span&gt; to hear the heartbeat!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; I was so excited.. She found it almost right away listened for about 10 beats then stopped and asked me if we have a history of twins in our families. I told her Chris does... She commented that she was hearing "an echo" and that rather than have me come back at 20 weeks she wants me back at 16 and she will requisition the ultrasound then. She said sometimes the echo can happen because of the position but she said there may be a possibility of twins... The colour drained from my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;- Now I have to wait another month with that on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that the baby(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ies&lt;/span&gt;) doing fine the heart beat was 169 which she said was nice and strong. This jelly tot is sticking around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-6238105851850911325?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6238105851850911325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=6238105851850911325&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6238105851850911325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6238105851850911325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/08/update-on-my-drs-appointment.html' title='Update on my Dr.s appointment'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-1212999602759134131</id><published>2007-08-02T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:04:37.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An old funny story.....</title><content type='html'>This is one of those stories that has you laughing for years to come. It happened when I was about 13. My family had gone to pick apples and the next day my dad decided he would play Martha Stewart and bake some apple pies when my mom was at work. He peeled, sliced etc for hours prepping 4 pies. Just before he added the crust he decided to sprinkle some brown sugar all over the tops. This was at a time when my mom was a huge BULK shopper and everything was in the same type of container. 30 minutes into the baking process I came out and could smell chicken.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my dad said I was nuts because there was no way I was smelling chicken, that I smell apples. So I went to the kitchen and sniffed inside the oven... I could &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;see&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pies but &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;smelled&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my Dad and insisted I was right, and that something MUST be wrong. He pulled them out of the oven and sheepishly agreed that he too could smell chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the "brown sugar" was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shakin&lt;/span&gt;' Bake..Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have NEVER and will never let him live that down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news tomorrow we have an appointment with our OB to do all the critical checks and to determine why I have been bleeding. I am scared and on edge still, and praying for a heartbeat. I'll post an update tomorrow later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;XOXOXOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-1212999602759134131?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1212999602759134131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=1212999602759134131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/1212999602759134131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/1212999602759134131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/08/old-funny-story.html' title='An old funny story.....'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-2883980217867743414</id><published>2007-07-30T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T10:23:44.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Bad Night...</title><content type='html'>Austin had a HUGE breakdown last night. Cried all night and said he wanted to run away. He doesn't want to be here anymore and if we don't take him home he will'' find his own way" to get there himself basically threatening to run away. He has NEVER done anything like this at all. I sat up most of the night with a blanket so he couldn't get by me.. We reminded him that we're planning to go home next summer and he didn't care, said he wants to go home now, not next year. I cried for hours and when I tried to go back to bed at 3:00 he was still awake crying... He said he feels like we don't care about his concerns and that if we did we wouldn't force him to stay here. We talk about nearly everything with Austin, except money. So it's hard for him to understand why we can't go now. The truth is our savings are gone after spending months in a hotel at $100/night... We need time to save money in order to go home...Chris said he's gonna look for another job at night that will pay more. There's really nothing I can do at the moment. Chris said as long as I can pull in enough (once I am given the all clear) to cover the groceries and small things that he can do the rest. He doesn't want me working full time right now and thats what I was hired to do. He told me to concentrate on finding something part time. He's gonna bust his butt to make enough money that maybe we can go home by Christmas. Austin seemed relieved at the thought we might go home sooner. Our lease is up December 1st, and Chris wants to go then. I am just sick with worry and I wish we never came here to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice to you: If you are really close with your extended family and are contemplating a long distance move. Make damn sure you can really handle being away from family before you go. And don't bother trying to convince yourself, you won't be fooling anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-2883980217867743414?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2883980217867743414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=2883980217867743414&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/2883980217867743414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/2883980217867743414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/07/really-bad-night.html' title='Really Bad Night...'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-6311196582162921538</id><published>2007-07-29T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:25:44.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sickie!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I now completely understand the whole morning sickness thing. When I was pregnant with Austin I had it for 5 days and thought it was rough. I have now been sick for a few weeks non stop. I can't keep anything down and we can barely cook with out me getting ill. It has made from some really bland meals. I take pitty on my family who are suffering right along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a big decision these past couple weeks. We have decided to go back home next summer. None of us are really adjusting as well as we'd hoped so we're gonna pack it in and move home in a year. I hate feeling like I am throwing in the towel. I have always been a fighter but I so desperately want and need to be home.. close to extended family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on bed rest for some bleeding and have an appointment next Friday to find out if everything is still OK. It has me really worried and we had to have a talk with Austin about how sometimes pregnancies are not viable and that it can result in no baby. We explained it as simply and as softly as we could in case something goes wrong it won't be as devastating to him. Until next week we just pray that all is well. I have been feeling a bit better this week. At least well enough to be able to go out a bit. We went to see weird al. That was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine (Shalaine) has been my saving grace... basically keeping me positive when I feel really down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a chance send me some good vibes/prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-6311196582162921538?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6311196582162921538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=6311196582162921538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6311196582162921538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6311196582162921538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-sickie.html' title='I am sickie!'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-6725410219525663536</id><published>2007-07-13T08:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:15:49.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>It sure is strange being pregnant again. Unlike many moms, my kids will NOT be close in age. Fertilly issue have forced us to have a very large gap. Austin was born OVER A DECADE AGO! (Pick your jaw back up, that look is not becoming!) I know it's shocking but it's a fact. So being that Austin is 10 we've already been having "The Talks" for quite a while and he has sex ed in school. When we told Austin he was gonna have a brother or sister he looked at us blankly for a second and then said... " &lt;em&gt;Oh gross... That means you guys &lt;strong&gt;did it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" I laughed so hard and Austin was clearly traumatized.. There comes a time in every kids life where it occurs the them that there parents still have sex. I remember when that day happened for me. I too was traumatized so I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second on my mind is that I signed up for this great weekly newsletter that talks about the babies progress each week. Austin and I read it together, I figure it will help him with his fears to know exactly what's going on in there. Each week it gives you an idea of the size so the first one I got said it was the size of a Raspberry, so for that week austin had a nickname for it. Last week it likend it to a lima bean so that was what he called it. This week it was a grape, so that's what he calls it. It makes my day to hear it, it's so funny/cute. This morning when Chris was leaving he said "love you, and the little grape too!" I guess he likes the nickname too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have what I have already and more and more I notice how my heart sings as result of these little moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving life right now more than ever. (Too bad I can't stop throwing up...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-6725410219525663536?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6725410219525663536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=6725410219525663536&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6725410219525663536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6725410219525663536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/07/pregnancy.html' title='Pregnancy'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-6223821986264402172</id><published>2007-07-11T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T13:45:43.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now my  B I G  announcement....</title><content type='html'>I had to share the news with my family first but now that that's done I can spill my guts to you all too! The best way is to show you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085996329111327954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RpUWtu2fFNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/efe5-7oGvHc/s320/1st+test+results004-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes I am almost 9 weeks Pregnant! Those of you who have been reading my blog know that we have had fertility issues and have been trying for #2 for years. Finally we are expecting!!!! We're still working on letting it sink it. It's pretty surreal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, Coleen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-6223821986264402172?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6223821986264402172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=6223821986264402172&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6223821986264402172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6223821986264402172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/07/now-my-b-i-g-announcement.html' title='Now my  B I G  announcement....'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RpUWtu2fFNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/efe5-7oGvHc/s72-c/1st+test+results004-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-236855737483412499</id><published>2007-06-28T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T13:04:02.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a huge deep breath....</title><content type='html'>I am about to have some info confirmed or denied that with possibly change our lives.&lt;br /&gt;While I have to remain tight lipped about it for now. Say a little prayer or jsut send happy thoughts my way.... At any rate I will post about this info soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things that have been on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Stay here or go home...&lt;br /&gt;2.) Continue with a mediocre career or go back to school...&lt;br /&gt;3.) Plan a trip home to see my family (gosh I miss my sister!)&lt;br /&gt;4.) Plan a fab camping trip for my son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things I have been thinking about lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-236855737483412499?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/236855737483412499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=236855737483412499&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/236855737483412499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/236855737483412499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/06/taking-huge-deep-breath.html' title='Taking a huge deep breath....'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-8503356361962904418</id><published>2007-06-27T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T12:44:54.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow, it has been a really really long time. 3 months since I stopped blogging. First as you all know we were given a decision to make about relocating on the other side of the country. It was a scary decision but one we knew our family was strong enough to withstand. Once we arrived here we had a spell of very bad luck. We were in a hotel for ages and just on June 1st did we finally move into what we now call home. It is temporary, we just had to take anything (it's a rental and not very big, We all feel crowded). There is a terrible housing crisis here in Edmonton, meaning the prices are now sitting at an average of 500k for a standard 3 bedroom home with no frills. OUCH! Too high for us at the moment. rentals are at a 1% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vacancy&lt;/span&gt; rate. So all that is available are your little dank dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apartments&lt;/span&gt;. We were really fortunate to find a beautiful place albeit small. So many things have happened since the move, we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a stronger family, and we all are homesick, but feel this could be a permanent move for us. Edmonton is WONDERFUL despite the hardships we have endured. One thing I can safely say is I wish we moved slower and took more time, and I wish we had found a place to live before moving. Living a "rock star" life in a hotel eating nothing but take out got VERY old VERY fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I should have continued to ask myself "What would Martha do?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Planning&lt;/span&gt; planning and more planning, that's what she would have done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; long. I hope you'll all come back and see me regularly as I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; HUGE news to reveal very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old me: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RoKTR-2fFLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Z7BlePdi8Xc/s1600-h/268747550_81f6f797ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080785266765927602" style="CURSOR: hand" height="279" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RoKTR-2fFLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Z7BlePdi8Xc/s320/268747550_81f6f797ac.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RoKTsO2fFMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UrpLB6ODz9o/s1600-h/Misc+Coleen+015-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080785717737493698" style="CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RoKTsO2fFMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UrpLB6ODz9o/s320/Misc+Coleen+015-a.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-8503356361962904418?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8503356361962904418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=8503356361962904418&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8503356361962904418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8503356361962904418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-baaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaack!'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RoKTR-2fFLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Z7BlePdi8Xc/s72-c/268747550_81f6f797ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-4634732426658554504</id><published>2007-02-22T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T12:17:18.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edmonton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relocate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move'/><title type='text'>Sorry I was gone for a while, I will still be gone but I will return...</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, First of all I REALLY have to apologize for leaving things the way I did. Clearly not in a good frame of mind and then not posting at all for nearly a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My official appology can be found &lt;a href="http://www.hallmark.com/ECardWeb/ECV.jsp?a=5774972301230M181014230Y&amp;product_id"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; you must go and take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had decided I would take a week to just avoid all commitments and focus on myself. I was doing such a good job for almost the whole week. Then one day out of the blue my husband comes home with a shocking announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was offered a transfer. Not a move a couple of hours away like the last one (Exactly a year ago.) Oh no... A huge one... Like all the way to the other side of the country. &lt;a href="http://www.mapquest.com/directions/main.adp?go=1&amp;amp;do=nw&amp;amp;amp;rmm=1&amp;un=m&amp;amp;cl=EN&amp;qq=m4ZeC4eEaUhE%252bIRLsEKubYMOnDgIMFaB3JroNgKxpSffc4iHzT8eJk2leo2oAc9xl9sEiMKHB0iSCYuEdmoTDVb3tMCOvJHN0sZ1E%252bJQWRZtV0PV%252flW9KBPdaP%252b7efpCP0Qvb6SksmTzEC3pI8To16AMiO471gXLzAMkUwRkgz4EyXpoYQ8tGnElujZJwZiv&amp;amp;ct=NA&amp;rsres=1&amp;amp;1y=US&amp;1ffi=&amp;amp;1l=oKo2aebUiG0BRJeKhdAQzg%253d%253d&amp;1g=omHoVNaSYbn1jlSKW3vDvw%253d%253d&amp;amp;amp;amp;1pl=&amp;1v=CITY&amp;amp;1n=&amp;1pn=&amp;amp;1a=&amp;1c=Belleville&amp;amp;1s=ON&amp;1z=&amp;amp;2y=US&amp;2ffi=&amp;amp;amp;amp;2l=&amp;2g=&amp;amp;2pl=&amp;2v=&amp;amp;2n=&amp;2pn=&amp;amp;2a=&amp;2c=Edmonton&amp;amp;2s=AB&amp;2z=&amp;amp;panelbtn=2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was asking a zillion questions, "What will you do, is it better pay, will they pay for the move, how soon, do YOU want to, why should I, will we be okay so far away from family. Typical ranting and raving questions that any woman would ask her husband before she slips off the edge of reality. I was so sure it was a joke... He must have been testing my faith in him or something to that effect. For a week I kept asking if he was kidding. He kept saying no but we have to think seriously about it so he can let them know our decision. OK after a week I finally started thinking hard about it. All those hours of tossing and turning and laying there awake finally got put to good use. I came to the decision, that my career has always come first until we made the move here. He has worked so hard to get where he is and to finally get the recognition by being offered this new position is so great for him. I am proud that they want him. (He is a great man and hard worker who really deserves it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like Tammy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wynnette&lt;/span&gt;- I am gonna &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwBirf4BWew&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;STAND BY MY MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;--- go ahead click it you know you want to. We are moving to &lt;a href="http://www.edmonton.ca/portal/server.pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Edmonton Alberta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in 1 months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few complications with the transfer stemming from the fact that he is in a non unionized office and will be going to a unionized office. The move will not be paid for up front but he will be compensated for it afterwards. It would cost us over 3500.00 just to rent a truck to take our things, so we have decided to sell everything and re buy when we get there. We don't have a place to call home when we get there yet so I am worried about that. I hate selling my things but I look forward to LOT of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is I have spent the past couple of weeks working on getting things done before the move. And from the bottom of my heart I am sorry I left things hanging. Thank you to EVERYONE who e-mailed me concerned about how I was doing. I love you all tremendously. The nice thing about you all is that you go with me on my new chapter!! (In a manner of speaking.) So pack your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get back to worrying, crying all that emotional junk before my guys get home. I may be gone a while but I promise to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The hardest thing will be thinning out my scrap supplies and selling most of it.... Boo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Any takers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-4634732426658554504?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4634732426658554504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=4634732426658554504&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/4634732426658554504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/4634732426658554504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/02/coleen-was-on-hiatus-but-stay-tunned.html' title='Sorry I was gone for a while, I will still be gone but I will return...'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-8137638340852654443</id><published>2007-01-31T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:27:36.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fertility issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>Ever get the blues?</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not blogging. Not exactly sure what's up with me. I can't get motivated at all. I feel a bit "down", just a sense of "blah". We were all sick last week and I am not quite better yet.  Probably hard for you to understand what I mean but normally I am always pretty upbeat and get a lot accomplished in a day. That has not been the case at all for the past 5 days or so. I literally had to push myself to get on the Internet to check e-mail and post on my blog. Yesterday I was sitting here thinking I should get some closets organized or re clean Austins room. (He does the standard tidying and I go in every couple months or so and do a HUGE overhaul.) I couldn't stomach to do either. I haven't scrapped since Christmas.  When I realized that I couldn't convince myself to get some of these things done. I just cried. Talk about ridiculous. I don't know what to do to get back to myself.  I am so upset with myself for feeling this way but no matter what I do, it won't go away.  Deep down I think I know what troubles me but I can't understand why it effects me so much right now when it has been a long term issue that can't be fixed and we have dealt with it for so long already. Mysterious I know, I don;t like to talk about it because it is a sore spot, I think in all this time blogging I only ever casually mentioned it once. What is it you ask? My inability to have another child. *wince* We have tried for years and no luck. I know we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; to have Austin and should be happy about that but yet my heart yearns for another. For years I have felt like my family is not yet complete. It has struck me that I am going to be 30 this summer (July 12th), Every birthday just makes my chances more difficult. Recently so many people are having babies or getting pregnant and I think all the "being happy for others" is getting harder. Selfish huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sorry for the downer but it's the only thing on my mind and I can't shake it right now.  I guess I just need to push it a bit further down and get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-8137638340852654443?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8137638340852654443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=8137638340852654443&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8137638340852654443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8137638340852654443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/01/ever-get-blues.html' title='Ever get the blues?'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-7619923672933254342</id><published>2007-01-24T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:22:45.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='title'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='template'/><title type='text'>Grrrr... I suck at html</title><content type='html'>I managed to accomplish everything I wanted. But I could not for the life of me find the tag that relates to the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Snipits&lt;/span&gt; Of Me" located at the top in pink. I want it gone but cant find the right code in html for it to remove it. I have no trouble over on &lt;a href="http://www.coleenslimsdown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coleen Slims Down&lt;/a&gt;- where I did a total overhaul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think... the good the bad and the ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-7619923672933254342?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7619923672933254342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=7619923672933254342&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/7619923672933254342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/7619923672933254342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/01/grrrr-i-suck-at-html.html' title='Grrrr... I suck at html'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-3312085488159831603</id><published>2007-01-23T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T11:10:00.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='title'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger issues'/><title type='text'>Hooray!</title><content type='html'>I have managed to get my banner up there. Still have a few things to work out. I also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fixed&lt;/span&gt; my title that appears in the very top of the browser bar.&lt;br /&gt;It now says: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Snipits&lt;/span&gt; Of Me {Coleen Thompson}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more I want to do, but I am taking baby steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to head out for a bit. Something kind of exciting and new for me (I hope). I'll post more about that when I return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time let me know what you think of the new banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-3312085488159831603?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3312085488159831603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=3312085488159831603&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/3312085488159831603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/3312085488159831603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/01/hooray.html' title='Hooray!'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-8074802130371230331</id><published>2007-01-23T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T10:11:09.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='template'/><title type='text'>Pardon my mess..</title><content type='html'>It is 10:00 EST and I have begun playing with my template, so if you show up at this time. My appologies. Be patient with me all will be fnished soon. (I HOPE...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-8074802130371230331?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8074802130371230331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=8074802130371230331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8074802130371230331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/8074802130371230331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/01/pardon-my-mess.html' title='Pardon my mess..'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-6106318090442156930</id><published>2007-01-22T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:32:30.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='title'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger issues'/><title type='text'>So Frustrated, Please help...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am desperate to redo my layout and give it a more "custom" feel. I have created my first EVER banner for the Title but I have no clue how to get it up there. Ladies with fancy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;shmancy&lt;/span&gt; blogs: can you help a fluffy gal out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I have.. It may be a bit "rustic" as it is my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023047590646419202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RbVzK6JcjwI/AAAAAAAAALE/LIZzRMfGgko/s400/Snipits+Of+Me+Banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Better yet, if any of you would like to toss your own creations into the ring perhaps you can be the one to come up with a better idea/design. Feel free I need all the help I can get!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks ladies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coleen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-6106318090442156930?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6106318090442156930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=6106318090442156930&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6106318090442156930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/6106318090442156930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-frustrated-please-help.html' title='So Frustrated, Please help...'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_p38pMN5Odpk/RbVzK6JcjwI/AAAAAAAAALE/LIZzRMfGgko/s72-c/Snipits+Of+Me+Banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35362085.post-7001275125530729225</id><published>2007-01-19T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:44:52.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fluffy Friday'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the first "Fluffy Friday"</title><content type='html'>How about some nice fluffy fun for Friday. I am going to try to start posting something silly or fun on Fridays. Something that is quick to do and gives your brain a break from thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now on to it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - post your family tree online" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - post your family tree online"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 513px" height="579" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/95/76/96/957696_1276529c575b54xmf81216.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge you to go try this it takes just a minute or two. It's super fun and best of all it's neat to see who you look like. Go do it now and add it to your blog. Then come back and let me know who you look like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coleen&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35362085-7001275125530729225?l=snipitsofme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7001275125530729225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35362085&amp;postID=7001275125530729225&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/7001275125530729225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35362085/posts/default/7001275125530729225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipitsofme.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-to-first-fluffy-friday.html' title='Welcome to the first &quot;Fluffy Friday&quot;'/><author><name>Coleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07615189167174224932</uri><email>the_thompsonfamily@yahoo.ca</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02273168001592359313'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry></feed>