<?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-18893445</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:51:07.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-1536551560725978131</id><published>2008-01-04T04:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:21:43.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME VIDEOS...</title><content type='html'>I'm bored, so I decided to go though some old videos and post them. There is noting really special, just random stuff my Hubby did while he was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is of me watching Finding Nemo. And some extra stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Video/VideoFindingNemo.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my Hubby watching Smallville on the old projector, and a little of my dog Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Video/ProjectorDemonstration.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I'm really sick and sleeping on the couch (so don't mind me), plus some pets. Also don't mind the messy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Video/MonkeyVideo.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is of my Hubby from before I met him. Him and a few friends went on a trip, not sure where they went tho. This is a very small clip of him doing some infomercial (there is way more to this). I guess him and another guy got bored at the place they were staying at a decided to have some fun. He is really goofy in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Video/infomecial.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-1536551560725978131?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1536551560725978131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=1536551560725978131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/1536551560725978131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/1536551560725978131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-bored-so-i-decided-to-go-though-some.html' title='HOME VIDEOS...'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-8099753157424361180</id><published>2007-12-31T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:51:20.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just about 11:00 on New Years Eve. And I'm sitting here on the computer being bored out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd had already gone to bed. So all I have is Rocco to keep me company, since Max is sleeping with Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already redid my template last night and I redid my Picture one earlier. Now I just sit here, listen to music and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh Well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-8099753157424361180?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8099753157424361180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=8099753157424361180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/8099753157424361180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/8099753157424361180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Years.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-7663137138089203449</id><published>2007-12-30T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:48:59.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see.</title><content type='html'>LOL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I think it's time I changed the template again. Seeing that is after Christmas. Maybe I'll get to it tomorrow or later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nothing much has been happening. My life is so freaking boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas kind of sucked. But I really don't wish to get into all of that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new year almost here I had made my resolutions. This year I will try and lose weight, and this time I mean it.  Also we may start planning on having a baby.... MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this year I may bring back Noel's blog and keep this one on a weekly update. No guarantees tho. I'm not real sure what to do with Noel. And I feel bad for just dropping her like I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's time for me to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-7663137138089203449?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7663137138089203449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=7663137138089203449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/7663137138089203449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/7663137138089203449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2007/12/lol.html' title='Long time no see.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-8191576225108935074</id><published>2007-10-02T05:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T06:00:40.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template.</title><content type='html'>I decided to change my Template. And since it is getting close to Halloween, that's what I themed it as. I did it quick since it is getting real late. I may fix up a few things, or I may just leave it the way it is. But that will have to wait another night since it is almost six in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update everyone/ myself on a few things. My life has slowed down since my brothers wedding. But before everything was CRAZY around here. I'm glad I can have a day off and not worry about doing a ton of stuff. True I still have stuff to up pack, but that can wait. I have a week vacation the week after Thanksgiving. I may do some/ a lot of it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd's brother is STILL in the Hospital and will be for awhile still. He is doing a ton better, but he won't be walking for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is six in the morning so I better head off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If anyone reads this let me know how the template looks and tell me if something needs to be changed. I'll appreciate any feed back. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-8191576225108935074?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8191576225108935074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=8191576225108935074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/8191576225108935074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/8191576225108935074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-template.html' title='New Template.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-7361422881147274454</id><published>2007-08-28T03:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T03:43:10.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy life.</title><content type='html'>My life is beyond hectic right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, my Brother-in-law was in a very bad car accident a couple weekends ago. He wasn't wearing his seat belt and swerved to miss a deer. He lost control of his vehicle and was thrown from it when it flipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He crushed is pelvis which caused internal bleeding. A bone fragment tore a hole into his bladder. He also broke his left femur, and five ribs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first seen him he was in the Intensive Care Unit. He was hooked up at all these monitors and a respirator. He was in really bad shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, he was off the respirator and they moved him to a normal room. He was more alert and talking. However he slept a lot. He is very lucky to be alive, it could have turned out so much worse. He has no spinal or head injuries. But it will be a long time before he is up and walking on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all this, my own Brother is getting married on September 15th, and I'm in the wedding. But that's besides the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew we were going to have a garage sale sometime after the wedding. But he asked us if we could have it before. This gives us three weeks, I am however having it next weekend due to it being a holiday and a three day weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he would come over and give us a hand to set up for it, but he never showed. I called him on Saturday to inform him that we were going to try and have it this coming weekend and if he could come over to help. He said he had to work, but he would come over Sunday to help. Well after coming back from the hospital I called him and asked if he could come over and help. BUT he however he said that he was going over to Moms to mow her grass. I was PISSED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Todd (my Husband) and I spent the rest of the day out in the garage setting it up. They did this to me last time I had a garage sale too. What also sucks is that my Mom is bringing stuff too. And who will have to sit all day at this stupid sale, Todd and I. They may come over for a bit, then leave. God this is why I HATE having garage sales, next time it can be at someone else's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't help that we had just recently moved and our garage was packed full of stuff that need to be gone through. Now all I did was put all these boxes was stick them in our basement, and now we have no time to go through them before the sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing going on is as I mentioned the wedding. Becky (my Brothers soon to be wife) asked if she could have everyone get their hair done at my house before the wedding. Apparently the girl doing the hair will get payed more by doing it outside the salon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to get my house in order and try and figure out what to do with the dogs. At least most of the house is in decent order, just so they don't take a peek into one of our spare rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all this I have to find time to make sure the dress fits and find some silver shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I just want to crawl into a hole and hide until the end of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-7361422881147274454?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7361422881147274454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=7361422881147274454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/7361422881147274454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/7361422881147274454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-life.html' title='Crazy life.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-7137985080206413100</id><published>2007-08-10T04:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T04:32:10.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaction</title><content type='html'>Well all I wanted to say was that I'm on vacation all week, even though the week is almost over. All I have done all week was go through all my crap. I have unpacked a lot, but there is still a lot to do. Hopefully Todd can help me this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also my 27 Birthday. I was thinking of going over to my Mom's house. But I want to get stuff done around here, so I plan on staying home. I may go over there Saturday or Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-7137985080206413100?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7137985080206413100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=7137985080206413100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/7137985080206413100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/7137985080206413100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2007/08/vaction.html' title='Vaction'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-6825804382781724324</id><published>2007-07-20T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:07:19.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hello all, sorry for the long time away, but I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since I last posted, the main thing is that I moved. I am in a new house, and I love it. It's bigger, has two bathrooms, and central air. I'll post a few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRONT OF HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/New%20house%20pics/222TownStreet.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK YARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/New%20house%20pics/ShedBackyard.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK OF HOUSE: SUN PORCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/New%20house%20pics/backporchroof.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't taken any indoor pics yet, but once I do I'll post them. It will still be awhile, seeing that I am still unpacking and the house is a bit of a mess. And I have a lot of crap to go through.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm off, I'll try and keep this updated as best as I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-6825804382781724324?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6825804382781724324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=6825804382781724324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/6825804382781724324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/6825804382781724324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-all-sorry-for-long-time-away-but.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/New%20house%20pics/th_222TownStreet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-117342622708906273</id><published>2007-03-09T01:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T01:43:47.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday March 8... It's been Awhile</title><content type='html'>Yeah I know I haven't written in this blog for awhile now. What has it been.... two months, before Christmas I know. Ohhhhh well, what can I say I have been busy (and lazy). First the house is coming along nicely, just a few more things to get done before it goes on the market. I'm hoping by April it will be ready. I'll post that list from awhile ago and show what I have got done so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Front Porch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strike&gt;Clean it out.&lt;/strike&gt; 'Mostly just have some boxes for packing'&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strike&gt;Maybe paint.&lt;/strike&gt; 'We painted it a tan'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Living Room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strike&gt;Clean out clutter.&lt;/strike&gt; 'Mostly, now just everyday junk'&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strike&gt;Touch up paint.&lt;/strike&gt; 'Almost done'&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strike&gt;Reorganize furniture and get rid of unneeded stuff.&lt;/strike&gt; 'Mostly??? could take out love seat'&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strike&gt;Plaster around light switches and electric outlets.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;strike&gt;Fix door jam.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dining area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strike&gt;Touch up paint.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strike&gt;Fix crack in wall.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strike&gt;Clean out clutter.&lt;/strike&gt; 'just everyday junk now'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bed room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;2)Touch up paint.&lt;br /&gt;3)Get rid of unneeded furniture to open up the room.&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strike&gt;Fix break in side bedroom window.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Clean out closet.&lt;br /&gt;6)Get cover for light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even started the bedroom yet. Will this weekend though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bathroom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Touch up paint on ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strike&gt;Fix towel bar.&lt;/strike&gt; 'That is if it stays on'&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strike&gt;Clean out clutter.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strike&gt;Fix hole in wall where sick pipes go.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Put in exhaust fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Spare Bedroom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strike&gt;Clean out clutter.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strike&gt;Clean out closet.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strike&gt;Get rid of unneeded furniture.&lt;/strike&gt; 'Pretty much' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kitchen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Touch up paint.&lt;br /&gt;2)Finish cabinet doors.&lt;br /&gt;3)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strike&gt;Get new sick and faucet.&lt;/strike&gt; 'Very nice one too'&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;strike&gt;Maybe get new counter top.&lt;/strike&gt; 'NOT DOING THIS'&lt;br /&gt;6)Redo areas on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Back entry Hall way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strike&gt;Repaint, grey and blue.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Fix carpet on stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Back Porch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strike&gt;Paint grey.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strike&gt;Clear out clutter.&lt;/strike&gt; 'Mostly'&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strike&gt;Extend pulley on light.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strike&gt;Maybe redo flooring.&lt;/strike&gt; 'NOT DOING THIS'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Main Basement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strike&gt;Pull out carpet and redo it.&lt;/strike&gt; 'We are almost done with the paint (floor)'&lt;br /&gt;2)Clear out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;3)Maybe put in a ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;4)Basically dust and get rid of cobwebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Outside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Plant flowers (if it's spring)&lt;br /&gt;2)Fix facia and soffet.&lt;br /&gt;3)Power wash siding.&lt;br /&gt;4)Fix shed door.&lt;br /&gt;5)Fix garage side door.&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;strike&gt;Install gutters on back porch and one side of garage.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Keep yard picked up and neat.&lt;br /&gt;8)Paint porch windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to wait till snow melts before doing any outside work. Right now we have at the very least two feet out there. We got most of it on one weekend. Ohhhhh well, spring will be here soon enough. I just can't wait till the house is on the market so we can start officially start looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I could keep on writing about what has gone on the past couple months. But I believe this is good for now. I will update soon, or at least try too. Maybe next week. But not much else has changed with me. I'm doing good, still have allergy problems, but other then that I'm good. Work is going good. Todd is good. All the pets are good. Hummmmm..... well that's all for now I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-117342622708906273?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/117342622708906273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=117342622708906273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/117342622708906273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/117342622708906273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2007/03/thursday-march-8-its-been-awhile.html' title='Thursday March 8... It&apos;s been Awhile'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116669316628383904</id><published>2006-12-21T02:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T03:26:11.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday December 20..... Good Times.</title><content type='html'>Just a few more days and it will be Christmas. I have all my shopping done everything is wrapped and under the tree. And I have just about all my Christmas decorations up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is still the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping we would have off Friday, but since one line hasn't ran the last two days we will more or less likely be coming in. I just may be on a different line. I have even heard rumors we may be working Saturday because of this downed line. I can only cross my fingers and hope for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our line has been ahead of schedule all week. We normally don't do zipped bags until Wednesday and we started them on Monday. And that was only because we finished our orders and  started Tuesdays first shift orders. And we were on a balance order for most of Today. Who knows where we will be working tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have our work Christmas party. It's not much, just a lot of food and we are given a half hour break instead of the normal twenty minutes. Some people give out small gifts, I used to hand out small bags of candy. But it got to be a bit of a headache finding time to hand it all out, so I stopped a couple years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not much else has been going on. We finally got our back porch painted. All it needs is some touch ups here and there and it will be done. Then I can put my curtains up and bring in the grill. And then it can be marked done on my list of stuff to do before selling the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still so much to do. And we still have a few major projects to do before the house is ready to sell. The carpet in the basement is one, also I want to put in a new kitchen sick. The cabinet doors are still unfinished. And we need to paint the hallway. I'm sure nobody will like my yellow and orange paint job. So it will be painted grey and maybe blue to match the kitchen and back porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it will all get gone in due time. And I just can't wait to officially start looking at houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh I also wanted to add this before going. Todd had ordered a new Dell computer on Monday. And he got a call saying it will be here tomorrow. I'm so excited, I can't wait to see just how fast it can go and if it can play games better then this one. This one games always freeze up, it sucks. It even comes with a nineteen inch viewable flat screen monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited. So maybe next time I write in this blog, I will be using the new computer. And I will tell everyone then just how nice it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all I have to say for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116669316628383904?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116669316628383904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116669316628383904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116669316628383904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116669316628383904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/12/wednesday-december-20-good-times.html' title='Wednesday December 20..... Good Times.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116634207780265200</id><published>2006-12-17T01:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:54:37.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday December 16....Christmas is coming, and my house is a mess.</title><content type='html'>Well I'm starting to feel a bit better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except yesterday, when I woke up my head hurt so bad and my eyes were so swollen and irritated. I was dragging all day, I almost went home from work. The only good thing was a lady I work with told me to take Benadryl. That stuff worked wonders. Today I felt like a different person. I just hope I can keep feeling this good. Cause if I get sick again I WILL be calling the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well besides that, work wasn't that bad this week (except Friday). No ten hour days and no work for Saturday. And I actually took some time to post in my role playing blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we finally finished painting the back porch. It isn't perfect and it still needs some touching up. But at least it is done....WHEW. I also got the rest of my tiger figures and other knick-knacks packed up. Now I just need to get the rest of my Christmas decorations up.....before next weekend. I would work on it now, but Todd is sleeping and I don't want to wake him with the rustle of paper. I also got some of my presents wrapped. I will get the rest done sometime this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my Grandmas Christmas party. All my aunts and uncles will be there and their kids. A whole house full. It is fun though. She still gets us presents and we give her some stuff too. But I enjoy being with the family more. I don't see them that often so it is nice just to visit. She also moved too, and I haven't been to her new place. Good thing is she moved real close to me, so we don't have to drive as far to get there. However I will miss her old farm house and swimming on the lake. She has lived in the same house for well before I was alive. That old place has a lot of memories. It will be weird to see Grandma in a new house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh well, one must move on right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all there is, nothing that interesting going on. Just getting the house ready to sell and the Holidays coming up. Been pretty busy..... and sick. But like I said I am starting to feel better (for now).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116634207780265200?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116634207780265200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116634207780265200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116634207780265200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116634207780265200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/12/saturday-december-16christmas-is.html' title='Saturday December 16....Christmas is coming, and my house is a mess.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116556827799282911</id><published>2006-12-08T02:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:59:20.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday December 7... Sick and I hate it.</title><content type='html'>I am so sick and I hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my head hurt so bad. Not just a headache type pain, but the sinus kind. The kind where your whole face hurts, even my jaw hurt. My nose is constantly running and no matter how many times I blow it, it's still stuffed and running five minutes later. I HATE it. And I don't even want to mention how tired I am. I went to bed really, really early last night and I woke up at the same time today. I was still very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't help that it is really cold in work the past week. AND we have been working ten hours. Also they have posted Saturday today. I will never get my Christmas decorations up, or my shopping done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if I get this stupid flu bug again I will call the doctor at the first sign of itchy eyes. That's how it starts, with itchy water eyes. Then it invades the sinuses making you have one hell of a headache and your nose run nonstop. Then from there is moves to the throat and chest. During most of this you are rally tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really makes me mad is when I'm like this I have a hard time thinking. And I have my Noel blog to do, but because I can't really think straight, I have a hard time writing my story to make sense. And now I have a dead line to keep. Noel is in an Amazing Race type blog. Much like Big Brother I was in a year ago, it's a group thing. But this game starts at the beginning of the new year, and Noel is still dead. I may just skip her coming back to life and just show up at Xavier's door step. Cool thing is I got Beast as my partner. Him and Noel will make a great team. Now I just have to come up with a team name. Can't do that when I can't think..... &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with all that said.... I do want to report that the home improvement guy finally came yesterday and fixed the front door and the broken window in the bed room. He should be coming by some time to do the work on the garage sometime soon. Todd may also ask him to help with the carpeting in the basement. I just can't wait till we are moved, unpacked and settled into a new and bigger house. Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all the time I have for. I can barely think at the moment, so if this makes no sense that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to inform those people who read this it is REALLY cold outside..... 7 degrees. I hate that as much as being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116556827799282911?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116556827799282911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116556827799282911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116556827799282911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116556827799282911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/12/thursday-december-7-sick-and-i-hate-it.html' title='Thursday December 7... Sick and I hate it.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116521666365437971</id><published>2006-12-04T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T01:21:31.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Feet.</title><content type='html'>I want to say Happy Feet was a very good movie. And I'm glad I decided to go see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4749/1859/1600/114582/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4749/1859/320/196341/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a clip for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/BEx06KKwm1E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/BEx06KKwm1E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides seeing the movie I did get my tree up and get some Christmas shopping done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116521666365437971?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116521666365437971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116521666365437971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116521666365437971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116521666365437971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-feet.html' title='Happy Feet.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116504941545599308</id><published>2006-12-02T02:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:50:15.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good week.</title><content type='html'>Hello, Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a good week. No ten hour days and we don't have to work Saturday...... WHOOOO HOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something that I just realized. I have had this blog for over a year. True I don't update very often. I try, but I'm busy or lazy or tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this week (like I said) was good. It went by fast too which was nice. I think it had to do with the fact that while I work I let my mind wander A LOT. I usually just tend to make up stories and stuff in my head to make the time go faster. Sometime I get so caught up with these thoughts I forget time and where I am. Crazy thing is I still can do my job when this happens. But once I snap out of it I get this weird feeling, like where am I type thing. Very weird, but hey it makes the time fly, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other then work, I didn't do much. Last Sunday I just layed around all day and did nothing. It was nice...... but stuff isn't going to get done when we just lay around all day. So this weekend we will get some stuff done. Todd is going to clean out his pirahana tank tomorrow morning and move it. This way it is off the carpet and one less thing to move in the end. True there is still a lot that needs to be moved before getting the carpet out, but it is a start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow afternoon we are going to Madison. We need dog and cat food. Also we are going to get some gift cards for Todds family for Christmas. This means a trip to Manards and Circuit City. Fun, Fun. I also want to go see a move. I figured we haven't seen a movie in the theater for awhile and I really want to see Happy Feet in IMAX. So that's is what we will do later in the afternoon. It will be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sunday, not to sure. Todd is going to record the Packer game like always. I want to get the tree up at least. I may get some cleaning done too and start packing some of my figures up. I guess it will all depend on just how motivated I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still sick, allergies I believe. Itchy eyes are gone, but they do get kind of gooey at night, making them crusty in the morning. Nasty I know. But now my nose is constantly running. I'm either blowing it of wiping it and it hurts. BAD. And then there is the sinus headaches I have on and off all day. I just wish I would be better. I hate feeling like crap. At least Todd is doing better. Don't know why he was so tired. He went to the doctors and they did blood tests and stuff, nothing showed up. His blood pressure was a little low, and his got a great cholesterol level which is good. He may have just had the flu or something. He is feeling better now, which is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116504941545599308?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116504941545599308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116504941545599308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116504941545599308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116504941545599308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-week.html' title='Good week.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116444434896703105</id><published>2006-11-25T02:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:45:50.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work sucks.</title><content type='html'>I'm beat..... it is 2:00 a.m Saturday morning and I am really tired. I have been working ten hours almost all week. I'm getting to the point where I hate my job. I mean we have a union that does nothing for us, and we pay 35 dollars per employee each month. And we can't even get this Friday off, even the office and process people got off. And to make it worse we have to work today too. AND rumors are floating around that we may have to work Sunday too. And what sucks even more is, for like this today, they didn't let us know till Friday. So if we are working Sunday we won't know until it is time to go to work. And to top that we were doing a Balance order last night. I can see us doing one today too. That would make me real mad. Argggggg....... I hate my job some days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving wasn't to horribly bad this year. Still did the same thing that we did last year. Drive to Todds Mom's for lunch, then drive to my Mom's for dinner. That is A LOT of driving around....... it sucked. PLUS we had to work till one on Wednesday night. We WERE going to drive down to his Mom's and stay the night Wednesday, if we got done at our normal time. But NOOOOOOO......... another ten hour day. So that just meant getting up pretty early in the morning. I got to bed at 2:30, but didn't fall asleep till after 3:00. I was so tired all day. But at least my family got along with no major fighting. And I got to see how big my little niece is getting. I kept on tell my family I'm going to be the one pregnaut next year. You see last year it was Christy (my brother Ryan's wife)  now it is Becky (my brother Nathans fiance). But I'm not to sure I will want that to happen just yet. I still need to get a bigger hour and settled in before even thinking of babies yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over all besides being tired, having a lot of driving to do, and getting smoked out of my Mom's house. The day wasn't all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About getting smoked out. You see nearly my whole family smokes. Neither Todd or I do and when ever we go to my Mom's we come home smelling like smoke real bad. But to make this worse I have that nasty cold allergy thing again. I had it a couple months ago, lasted a month. Now I have it again, but not as bad. Right now my eyes are really itchy and watery, plus I have had a sinus headache on and off for the past week. I hate it. I also know my left eye is real messed up, I have a scratch on the cornea. I can literally see a black spot when I look at something light. It is rather annoying when reading. It isn't real bad and I still can see fine other wise. I just hope it don't get worse. I do plan on calling the eye doctor and see what caused it and what can be done about it. But I want to wait till after the holidays to make an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd also has something going on with him too. He has a appointment to see the doctor on Monday about it. His problem is he is always tired, and not just sleepy tired. He is tired all day, everyday, for the past two weeks almost. I'm getting a bit worried. So I'll be glad once the doctors figure out what is wrong with him and fix it. I just hope it is nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope this makes since, if not Ohhh well. It is being written is a daze of sleepiness. So now that I posted, I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116444434896703105?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116444434896703105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116444434896703105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116444434896703105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116444434896703105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/11/work-sucks.html' title='Work sucks.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116367933957654726</id><published>2006-11-16T06:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T06:15:39.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>Hello once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the concert. Well it was pretty good. But not as good as Bon Jovi. The seats were close, but off to the side. It was still fun. The drive there wasn't though. It was snowing  when we left and then it was raining once we got into Illinois. But at least it stopped before the long drive home. We stayed at Todds friends house. And got woken up extremely early Saturday morning. So after getting home we spent most of the day just relaxing. we did o to dinner that night with my family and did manage to do some grocery shopping. But other then that, nothing got done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I took down my Halloween decorations and put up my 12 foot, blow up Santa. Only reason I did was because I wanted him up before the ground froze completely. Other then that, nothing got done.... maybe this comming weekend we will get more done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been working ten hours still.... well not me, at least not yet. I had someone work for me tonight because Todd didn't have to work late, so I decided to find someone to stay for me. Yesterday no one stayed late, reason being we shut down at nine to clean. There was some imporant people that toured the place today and the factory needed to be nice and clean. I didn't mind, was a nice break. Today we made up for it. We ran really good and really fast. We did well over 40 carts (700 (+or-)lb each) of chesse by the time 11:00 rolled around, no idea what they did after that. Now that's a lot. Hopefully tomorrow will be an easier night, can only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. After a month of not posting in any on my role playing blogs, I did them all tonight. I am so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all I have to say for tonight, anyway I want to read a bit before going to bed. So night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116367933957654726?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116367933957654726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116367933957654726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116367933957654726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116367933957654726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116314943647229216</id><published>2006-11-10T02:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T03:04:37.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have I Done.</title><content type='html'>What have I done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work.... same as always. Except they had 10 hours posted for a couple lines. Luckily  it wasn't mine line that had too. But Todd had to stay late, comes with the job. Good thing we live close, that way I can go home after work. Then go get him when he is done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a new guy working on the line. Well he isn't really new. He has been working there for almost 3 months now. And he HAS worked on my line, but not for awhile. You see the original guy I worked with was on leave when the new guy started. New guy started on my line, I trained him. He wasn't all that bad then. But then the original guy came back and new guy left for a different line. Now original guy has gone to first shift and new guy is back. He isn't really a bad worker, he caught on real quick to the job. But he is lazy, and he is driving me crazy. I HATE cleaning up the line when all he does is stand around and talk. I cleaned up the line twice yesterday all be myself while he did ....I don't know. I told our operator that I miss the original guy. He looked at me like I was crazy. The operator and original guy didn't get along at all, that's why original guy went to first. I just wish I could have a decent hard working guy OR lady work with me on the line. Is that to much to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does any of that make sense.... if not ohhhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know last time I posted I was complaining about the cold. Well guess what, it has been so nice here all week. Close to 70 degrees a couple days. But now,  it is supposed to get cold again over the weekend and snow. Go figure, all week it is nice and warm, and we have to work. Then the weekend comes around and it gets cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house, well I did get the front porch set back up. Meaning the pile of crap in my living room is gone... Yay. We also started to paint the back porch... not sure if I posted that yet. Todd also got the garage door fixed. New door knob, so it closes and latches. And he painted it, looks real nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow (Friday) we go are going to see a concert. Have to call in,  but it will still be fun. I just hope we don't have to work Saturday, that will suck. The concert we are seeing is Angels and Airwaves, Todds type of band, not mine. But like I said before it will still be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other then that, nothing else has happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116314943647229216?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116314943647229216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116314943647229216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116314943647229216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116314943647229216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-have-i-done.html' title='What Have I Done.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116271180939158914</id><published>2006-11-05T00:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:30:09.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Such is life.</title><content type='html'>I'm bored, so I will post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week went by pretty fast. Work was the same, nothing new to talk about there. Not much excitement with cutting and boxing cheese all day. At least there was no ten hour days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to say it has been so dang cold here. It was like winter hit without a fall. Even the trees in the area didn't have time to change color before they lost their leaves. I think we will have a very long and cold winter this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The home improvement projects are still slow going. I know I said that I planed on finishing the front porch last weekend, and well, nothing has gotten done out there. But I do plan on getting it done tomorrow. We also cleaned out the back porch today, and started to paint too. Next thing to paint will be the hallway area that leads to the basement. Right now it is yellow and orange, but I'm sure no one will like that. So it will be painted a grey and maybe some blue. It will match the kitchen and back porch. All the rest of the hose will be fine I think as far as paint goes. I will touch up here and there, but nothing major. My Mom said I should paint my bedroom too. And I was considering it, BUT I have a HUGE queen sized bed and a very large dresser in there that I don't want to move until we move out. So if someone don't like the paint on the walls they will have to do it themselves. I will paint what I can to make the hose nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd has told me he plans on putting the house on the market in February. Which is fine with me.  That way the people who do look at the house won't see just how bad the yard is. Bad ain't I.... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that nothing much has gone on..... my life is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Noel, well she is still on hold. I have an idea of what to write next but not to sure where to go with it. So until I can think of something to do with her besides run Sky City it still be be on hold. I may start posting again in a week or too I guess. And what I do post, I will post alone. Meaning she will not be going to Earth at this moment. Also I guess the hunt for Kloddo that the Huntress is doing will be just me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;..... ohhhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is life for a female alien that has the body of a human but the head of a cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now I will keep her Diary updated and I'll keep my personal ones updated too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116271180939158914?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116271180939158914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116271180939158914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116271180939158914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116271180939158914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/11/such-is-life.html' title='Such is life.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-116210086382152505</id><published>2006-10-28T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:51:43.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post.</title><content type='html'>Wow.... it has been well over a month since my last update. But I can say that not much has happened since then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is still the same..... cut the cheese and then pack it.... ohhhh so fun. Not my dream job, but it pays the bills. Todd just got a different job. He hauls out the full barrels and does cardboard. It is a lot easier on him for the most part. And now we go in at the same time. So no more sitting around in the break room for a hour before work. It is nice, but I do miss reading and doing my puzzles before work..... ohhh well. At least he don't complain about sore shoulders and elbows anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other then that not much else new has happened at work. Unless you count working last Saturday and working ten hours everyday this week.... except Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has happened in the last month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much new going on in the home front. I did manage to clean out my front porch and get in painted. It looks really nice. And the crazy thing is that the paint I had picked out (a butterscotch type brown very nice) was the same exact color on the ceiling. I didn't even notice it until we started paint. It still looks nice. I'll show before and after pics once we are done.... which may be tomorrow, depends. I still need two more curtains for the windows, we just got curtain rods today and I got up the ones I had, but we are still two curtains short. I will be getting these tomorrow. then all I need is to bring in a table from the garage and add a nice table cloth to it and it will be all set. The table is going to be used to hide the air conditioners under. Cleaver huh. I may also add a cheap area rug to make it look nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are finally having a guy come over and do some of the odd jobs that we can't do. He will be doing the front porch roof, fix the broken window in the bedroom, put in the exhaust fan in the bathroom, and fix all the wood trim around the garage door. I want the house looking it's best when we go to sell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, I nearly forgot, Todd did get gutters on the back porch and the one side of the garage. And for a do-it-yourself type job, it looks pretty good. I'm so proud of my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other then that not much has been done. And actually the house is more of a mess with all the crap form the front porch piled in my living room. But hopefully tomorrow that will be all cleared out. The we will be removing the loveseat and coffee table out of the living room. I may put the loveseat in the front porch, in front of the table. But that just depends on how much room it will take. Other wise the loveseat along with the coffee table will be put in the garage. We have decided that the garage will be used as a storage unit. That way we can clean out the clutter from the house and not worry about a pile of stuff laying around in one of the rooms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a nice recliner in the spare room that I will be putting in the place of the loveseat. So this will add another seat without taking up as much room. Plus Todd wanted a recliner in the living room so he can watch the game on T.V in comfort.... Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I write about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Noel blog has come to a stand still, mainly because I'm not sure what I want to do with her. I did kill her off, but I have a plot set up to bring her back. But once she is back.... then what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I don't have stories. It is just that the stories I have don't fit in. I did want her to come to Earth for awhile, and be with the heroes. But now I don't really know. I would have also liked to her to have a real life blogging boyfriend. One that has a blog, but one I don't have to write. I don't want to ask someone, and I'm sure no one will come around and pick up the character. But then again someone did start up a Jomb blog out of no where. But he didn't last very long, which made me kind of sad. It was a lot of fun when he was posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh well.... so until I can figure out what to do, all my character blogs are at a stand still......Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is about all I have to say for tonight. Plus this post is long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and keep this one updated more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-116210086382152505?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116210086382152505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=116210086382152505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116210086382152505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/116210086382152505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115856671510302931</id><published>2006-09-18T02:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:05:15.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Got the Garage Cleaned</title><content type='html'>Well, today Todd and I got our garage cleaned. We got all the garage sale stuff put away, and now we can finally park the cars in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeee Haaaaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been better if I wasn't so sick. I think it was allergies or something, cause I don't feel to bad right now. But the past couple days I have been dragging. Also my eyes either itch so bad and I end up rubbing them to the point they hurt, or they water so bad I can't see. Also I have been sneezing a lot and my nose in so itchy and it run. I have also been really tired. But the worst thing is, in the morning I wake up to really gunky eyes. It is so nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other then that I'm doing okay. I'm still sad, but I'm getting used to the idea.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write why I'm so sad eventually, just not tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115856671510302931?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115856671510302931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115856671510302931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115856671510302931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115856671510302931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/09/got-garage-cleaned.html' title='Got the Garage Cleaned'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115827438705051823</id><published>2006-09-14T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:53:07.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG List</title><content type='html'>My Husband and I decided to make a detailed list of everything that we want to get done before we put the house on the market. Once this list is done, we will start the search for a new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Front Porch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Clean it out.&lt;br /&gt;2)Maybe paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Living Room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;2)Touch up paint.&lt;br /&gt;3)Reorganize furniture and get rid of unneeded stuff.&lt;br /&gt;4)Plaster around light switches and electric outlets.&lt;br /&gt;5)Fix door jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dining area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Touch up paint.&lt;br /&gt;2)Fix crack in wall.&lt;br /&gt;3)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bed room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;2)Touch up paint.&lt;br /&gt;3)Get rid of unneeded furniture to open up the room.&lt;br /&gt;4)Fix break in side bedroom window.&lt;br /&gt;5)Clean out closet.&lt;br /&gt;6)Get cover for light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bathroom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Touch up paint on ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;2)Fix towel bar.&lt;br /&gt;3)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;4)Fix hole in wall where sick pipes go.&lt;br /&gt;5)Put in exhaust fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Spare Bedroom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;2)Clean out closet.&lt;br /&gt;3)Get rid of unneeded furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kitchen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Touch up paint.&lt;br /&gt;2)Finish cabinet doors.&lt;br /&gt;3)Clean out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;4)Get new sick and faucet.&lt;br /&gt;5)Maybe get new counter top.&lt;br /&gt;6)Redo areas on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Back entry Hall way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Repaint, grey and blue.&lt;br /&gt;2)Fix carpet on stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Back Porch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Paint grey.&lt;br /&gt;2)Clear out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;3)Extend pulley on light.&lt;br /&gt;4)Maybe redo flooring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Main Basement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Pull out carpet and redo it.&lt;br /&gt;2)Clear out clutter.&lt;br /&gt;3)Maybe put in a ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;4)Basically dust and get rid of cobwebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Outside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Plant flowers (if it's spring)&lt;br /&gt;2)Fix facia and soffet.&lt;br /&gt;3)Power wash siding.&lt;br /&gt;4)Fix shed door.&lt;br /&gt;5)Fix garage side door.&lt;br /&gt;6)Install gutters on back porch and one side of garage.&lt;br /&gt;7)Keep yard picked up and neat.&lt;br /&gt;8)Paint porch windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't include last minute stuff, like dusting, wiping down stuff, cleaning windows, and picking up every day clutter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115827438705051823?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115827438705051823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115827438705051823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115827438705051823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115827438705051823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/09/big-list.html' title='The BIG List'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115813267183422355</id><published>2006-09-13T02:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T02:31:11.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so sad.....</title><content type='html'>Why..... I'm not saying just yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say it has not been a very good day/night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow will be even worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see, because I'm crying so hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all I'm going to write.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115813267183422355?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115813267183422355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115813267183422355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115813267183422355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115813267183422355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-so-sad.html' title='I am so sad.....'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115710557973289195</id><published>2006-09-01T05:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T05:12:59.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is fun.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*SIGH*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bored with nothing really to do.....except fold laundry. Worked sucked big time today. I HATE working with lazy people, making me do all the cleaning.....it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Ohhhhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to more important and better news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Hubby and I) have decided that we are going to sell the house and buy a bigger one. We were going to wait another couple years but after thinking about it, we decided now is better. There is so much I would love to do to this house, but why do it if we are moving right. So what we are going to do is fix up some of the smaller stuff. This included redoing the basement floor and maybe installing a ceiling. Then next spring we put it on the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most of this winter we will be packing stuff and going through everything. Because a clutter free house shows better. I am excited, yet kind of nervous. And if I feel like that now I can only imagine what it will be like next spring. By then I may be going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all I have to say for tonight. Now I should be getting to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115710557973289195?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115710557973289195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115710557973289195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115710557973289195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115710557973289195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-is-fun.html' title='Life is fun.....'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115527932252547722</id><published>2006-08-11T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:55:22.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Woooooo Hoooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my birthday today. I am now 26 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day was like every other day, except I got flowers and cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets see what happens this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115527932252547722?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115527932252547722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115527932252547722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115527932252547722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115527932252547722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s my Birthday.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115286523365347159</id><published>2006-07-14T02:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T03:20:37.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My To Do List.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wow, it has been like a month since my last real update. Well A LOT has happened since then, but I don't really feel like writing it all down. So what I am going to write tonight is my To Do ( or get) List. I will come back to this post once I am done with something and cross it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Outside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Get Facia and Sofet replaced.&lt;br /&gt;2) Get Gutters installed.&lt;br /&gt;3) Get front porch roof replaced.&lt;br /&gt;4) Get new side door for garage.&lt;br /&gt;5) Get wood around side garage door replaced.&lt;br /&gt;6) Get rest of landscaping done.&lt;br /&gt;7) Have a patio put in.&lt;br /&gt;8) Paint porch windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Inside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Install ceiling in basement.&lt;br /&gt;2) Get new (bigger) breaker box.&lt;br /&gt;3) Get new carpet put in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;4) Repaint (Touch-up) hallway.&lt;br /&gt;5) Paint porches.&lt;br /&gt;6) Install exhaust fan in bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;7) Get new kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now for smaller stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Clean bird cage.&lt;br /&gt;2) Give dogs a bath.&lt;br /&gt;3) Give Guinea Pigs a bath and trim.&lt;br /&gt;4) Clean up spare room.&lt;br /&gt;5) Clean up storage room.&lt;br /&gt;6) Clean up both porches.&lt;br /&gt;7) Clean up basement.&lt;br /&gt;8) Shampoo the carpets, up-stairs and down.&lt;br /&gt;9) Clean up yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I know there is more, I will add as time goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115286523365347159?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115286523365347159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115286523365347159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115286523365347159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115286523365347159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-to-do-list.html' title='My To Do List.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115234991017786460</id><published>2006-07-08T04:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T04:11:50.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>I will be updating within the next couple days. I have been so busy that I nearly forgot about this blog..... I promise I will keep up with it better in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done two other blogs tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mywedding2865.blogspot.com/2006/07/getlinburg-tennessee-sky-lift-space.html"&gt;Everday Pictures.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mypitbulllife.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-could-you.html"&gt;The Life As A Pit Bull.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115234991017786460?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115234991017786460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115234991017786460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115234991017786460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115234991017786460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/07/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-115010079812889280</id><published>2006-06-12T02:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T03:27:39.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well the weekend is over, it has gone WAY to fast. And I'm not ready to go back to work. But such as life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was real nice, a little cold at night, and Friday we got a little rain. My Husband and I didn't work on Friday so we decided to have our garage sale. It was city wide garage sale weekend where I live. Most of the day was real nice, but we did get just a little rain, not enough to ruin the sale though. Only bad thing was  the fact I was so tired. I only got about an hour sleep if I was lucky. I'm a night&lt;br /&gt;person, I love to stay up late and then sleep in till noon. But no luck that night. I had to be up by 6:30 am to get the stuff set up. Other then being tired the day went pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even now have hot water again... So nice. We have had problems with our weather heater for some time. For the longest time all we had to do was turn the pilot light back on and it would stay on for a couple days or a couple hours. After awhile it just wouldn't light any  more. We had called the plumber to come and fix it during the sale, only to find out the part he needed to fix the heater would be almost as much as it would be for a new heater. So we spent that extra money and just bought a new heater. Only bad thing is the heater that they took out was only three years old. Lets just say it was a cheap POS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very proud of Jude. We let him stay out side during the sale. And he was such a good boy. He only barked at the first couple people that came to the sale. The rest of the time he was so good. He would lay on his blanket, or play with his toys. The only time he barked was when he seen some birds, or another dog. He didn't even bark at the plumber guy when he was walking through the yard..... Such a good boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max on the other hand could be heard barking from inside the house. That is the reason he was in the house, cause he barks at everyone that comes by. And to make matters worse his kennel is right next to the garage door, which is where our table was. So when he barks, it is right in your ear. But he too is still a good boy. I need at least one dog to protect my house. Jude (who happens to be a Pit Bull) loves everyone and lets them into the house with nothing more then a sniff and a lick. Max (Springer Mix) will bark at every person he don't know or like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday all we did was hit some garage sales and get our hair cut. Actually mine was more of a trim. Here I wanted something totally different and I told the lady that. I wanted it layered..... But all she did was trim it up and give my very long layers..... You can't even see them. But me being the type of person not to complain, I said nothing. But I WILL NOT be going back there again. I do plan on going to this other place someone at work told me about. I want a nice layer, and a high light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went over to one of my Husbands friends houses. We brought our tent and camped out it his back yard..... it was a lot of fun. They had a big bon fire, we had some drinks, and ate some S'mores. It was fun..... But kind of cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got up, left, and came home...... That's about it. We did go and get some groceries but other then that nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a fun weekend but wish it was longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-115010079812889280?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115010079812889280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=115010079812889280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115010079812889280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/115010079812889280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114939735669228309</id><published>2006-06-03T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:02:36.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Again.</title><content type='html'>Why..... once again I'm not totally sure. There are a TON of reasons why. And I know wanting a baby isn't one of them this time. I have my hands full with the two dogs... so it's a BIG no on the baby thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do believe it may be due to the fact that I feel everyone is upset with me in the blog committee that I am in. And all because I shared something I totally believed in. Or maybe it is because I WANT to share some personal stuff with who I can consider (or used to consider) friends. Yeah call me crazy I have on-line friends. I know I will never meet any of them and heck I don't even know half of their real names.... but to me, a person who has and never had any real friends, these people are. And I'm upset that nobody really cares that I want to share some personal stuff with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad right now I feel like ending it all (blogging). But I know I can't since I am not like that. I have great ideas for my Noel blog in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted to do was share some important TRUE information on Pit Bulls. But when I tried someone who had a bad experience with them, fed them her story. Now everyone is against me and my dog... just because of a story. I don't hate her or anything. And I feel bad with what happened. But what happened to her was because of bad ownership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY Pit Bull is the sweetest dog, And once he is trained he will be an even better dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me sad that people HATE these dogs because of stories they hear. They never see what goes on behind the scenes. They just hear of a Pit Bull attack and think ALL Pit Bulls are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I wanted to do was share something that may help change minds.... even if it was a little. But now I feel like I can't even post anything even remotely personal in the fear SOMEONE may not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have this blog.... Nobody can yell at me for writing what I want in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have MANY other reasons why I may be sad. One reason is extremely personal that I can't even say here, since someone may be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another reason is just to weird to explain..... and it happens to me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well I guess I'll live, with friends or no friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114939735669228309?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114939735669228309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114939735669228309' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114939735669228309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114939735669228309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/06/sad-again.html' title='Sad Again.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114896862309138590</id><published>2006-05-30T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:57:03.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I can relax.</title><content type='html'>Well the garage sale is done. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some money and so did the rest of the family......But was it worth it, sure, why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had five days off, and was busy every day, three of them I had to get up before 7:00. And for a person who is used to staying up late, it sucked. I didn't get any sleep Friday night, just because I couldn't sleep so I watched some T.V. I got caught up in a movie that got over at 4:30 in the morning. Then I tried to sleep again, but just couldn't seem to fall asleep. I think I was worried that if I DID fall asleep I would be to tired to work.... so I just layed there and listened to the birds. I was up for about 35 or so hours that day. By the time I went to bed, I was so tired the minute my head hit the bed I was sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to make matters worse I came down with a real bad cold the first couple days (Thursday and Friday) But I couldn't lay down or even relax.....it sucked. Thursday I cleaned the inside of the house, mainly cause it rained and I didn't have any extra tables to work with. Friday I was out side getting the stuff ready for the garage sale. I was out there for over 12 hours, and by myself for most of it. My Mom and my sister said they would come over and help..... they did come over to bring some tables and helped out a little, but that was it. My brothers girlfriend came over and dropped off some stuff and a couple more tables and left. I had barely any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND it was so hot..... good thing is I managed to sweat out my cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we were so busy all day. Sunday we had a few people but not as many. We had none before 11:00(church.) Today (Monday)we had like three people come, and we closed down at 1:00. It was so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is not that the garage sale is over, I have nothing really to do the rest of the summer. I do have my Honeymoon to look forward to in a month. I won't know what to do with my weekends. Now that Judes kennel is built, the fence is done, and the garage sale is over. We have kept the stuff in the garage on tables, just in case I get a bug up my butt and want to have another one some Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all it was not a bad weekend, and I will say this. My dog Jude was such a good boy. Normally he  barks at anyone who walk by the house. But this weekend he only barked at the first couple of people and then just sat and watch the rest of the day. My other dog Max we had to put inside, because he would bark non-stop, and his kennel is right next to the side door of the garage.... was very annoying. He didn't mind, since it was A LOT cooler inside then out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I can relax and maybe do something fun on the weekend for a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114896862309138590?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114896862309138590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114896862309138590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114896862309138590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114896862309138590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-i-can-relax.html' title='Finally I can relax.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114750128037974462</id><published>2006-05-13T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T01:21:20.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Blog.</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to tell everyone that I just started a new blog. It will be dealing with Pit Bull. The link is on the side if anyone wants to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of these people who think Pit Bulls are mean and vicious dogs, PLEASE read it, and keep on reading it. This blog may just change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to get on with more important stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have finished Jude's kennel. We put it closer to the house and now we have an area for a patio. BUT I AM NOT building it myself. The tiles for Jude's kennel were impossible to get straight. The are good enough for the kennel but NOT a patio. So we may just be hiring someone to do it for us. I'm going to wait until the garage sale is over to start worrying about that. Also the fence is almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that Jude started his training last week. He had so much fun playing with the other dogs. He was a lot better with these dogs then he is when he is with Max. He LOVES to bug the heck out of Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is we may have to skip Jude's training this week. It has been so icky outside. And I really don't want a muddy wet dog in the new car. So unless it stops raining we are not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is about all I have to say for now..... please go check out the new blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114750128037974462?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114750128037974462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114750128037974462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114750128037974462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114750128037974462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-blog.html' title='A New Blog.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114595518183467558</id><published>2006-04-25T02:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T03:53:01.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday April 24.... need some input.</title><content type='html'>Wow it has been some time since I posted in here last. And I don't really have much to write about. Nothing new has gone on, same old same old. Work still sucks, Jude is doing real good, everything else is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have one thing to write about, and I hope those of you who read this can help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just bought a new kennel for Jude. We had the area picked out (next to Max's kennel). But once we put the kennel together and placed it where we wanted it (minus the flooring). I didn't care to much for the set up. Here it is (I drew this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Yard%20set%20up%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Yard%20set%20up%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the original plan. The space is there between the kennels because we were going to place Jude's on top of cement tiles, and we wanted to secure it to the fence behind it. And there is a pole in the way if we placed it right next to Max's kennel, so we had to move it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking that set up I didn't care to much for it...it just looks weird. So after thinking about it for awhile I figured out a better nice plan. Why not move the kennel over even more and put a patio in between the two. I have always wanted a patio but just didn't know where to place it. This is what it would look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Yard%20set%20up%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Yard%20set%20up%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking I could plant some flowers or something on the other side of Jude's kennel. I kind of like this idea.... what do you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning my husband asks me if we should cement the kennel into the ground. I personally think it would be a great idea. BUT I have never done any type of cementing, also I'm not sure how much it would cost. So we are still debating this idea....it all depends on if my husbands dad knows how to do cement work and if he will help out with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, now that we may be cementing Jude's kennel into place, we can place the Jude's kennel right next to Max's kennel, making the patio obsolete. I can also pull Jude's kennel all the way up to the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, is if we put this patio in and make my yard the way I want it, I'm not going to want to move. And we almost have to if we want kids. The house is a pretty small two bed room. I keep on wondering if I just pack up most of the stuff in the spare room, I maybe able it fit a baby in there. Also a nice yard (with patio)may help with potential buyers once it is time to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm stuck... where do I place the kennel and do I build a patio..... what would you do in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well besides all this, I was playing around with my GIMP program. In the pit bull forum I joined people have been doing these black and white pictures with just a little color. So I decided to try it out. Here are a couple pictures I have redone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Jude%20bed.....%20redid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Jude%20bed.....%20redid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and his big bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/WHAT!!!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/WHAT%21%21%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have more that I've done &lt;a href="http://mywedding2865.blogspot.com/2006/04/playing-around-with-some-pictures.html"&gt;CLICK HERE &lt;/a&gt;to see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114595518183467558?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114595518183467558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114595518183467558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114595518183467558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114595518183467558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/04/monday-april-24-need-some-input.html' title='Monday April 24.... need some input.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114379610944410693</id><published>2006-03-31T01:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T03:08:29.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing even better......</title><content type='html'>Wow it has been an exciting couple of weeks. First of all we did get Jude. He is a pretty good dog. Him and Max play around a lot, they wrestle, play tug-of-war, and chase each other around the house. I have some pics of Jude laying around. Sorry didn't get my two boys together yet.....kind of hard when they never sit still long enough to get a picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/IM000430.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/IM000430.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/IM000432.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/IM000432.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Jude%20Bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Jude%20Bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/IM000434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/IM000434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute isn't he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Sunday I went and seen my brothers baby girl. She slept the whole time we were there (about 6 hours).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of me holding her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/IM000435.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/IM000435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an AUNT...... WHOOOOOO HOOOOOO.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it...... we got our car. Finally, after almost seven months of waiting we have it in our garage. It is such a cool car, very high tech. It's not the one we ordered, but since someone cancelled their order we had the chance to take it..... it is a different color and a bigger package, but I still love it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some MORE pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/IM000440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/IM000440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Our%20Prius1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Our%20Prius1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Our%20Prius%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Our%20Prius%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114379610944410693?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114379610944410693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114379610944410693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114379610944410693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114379610944410693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/03/doing-even-better.html' title='Doing even better......'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114284215648678998</id><published>2006-03-19T23:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T02:25:37.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday March 19.... Doing Great For A Change.</title><content type='html'>I am doing good and A am in a better mood. I have made the decision that since I'm not ready to have a baby, I will adopt a dog from the humane society. Today Todd, my sister, and I went to the Humane Society in Dane County. We seen all kinds of cute dogs, but this one really stuck out the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Jude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Jude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a cutie. And yes I know, he is a Pit Bull, but he is still a puppy (6 months). I just hope we can get him, but I don't think there will be too much problem. He will have to get alone with cats and my dog Max. But like I said he is still a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is that the Humane Society don't open till 12:00 and we have to be at work by 2:00-3:00. So the lady there said she will see about letting us come in early (10:00) on Tuesday to get him and Max together. But she has to ask her boss to see if that is okay. They will call us tomorrow to let us know. And if for some reason we can't, we won't be able to do it till Saturday. And that means he will remain up for adoption till then. She said that if we call and make an appointment on Thursday (for Saturday) then will have him put under adoption pending. I just hope nobody comes and gets him before we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a sweet dog and very playful. I hope to bring him up to become a very good dog. I hate how people say all Pit Bulls are mean. It's not the dogs themselves, it is how they are raised and treated. And if treated right they will make good dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Todd was a bit leary about getting a Pit Bull. But when he was brought into the room for us to meet, he went up to Todd first. And Todd fell in love.....I thought it was so cool. It was like he knew who to warm up to, too become adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well besides that. I am now an Aunt. My sister-in law had her baby. It's a girl. I plan on going down next weekend to see them.....unless we have to get the dog or the car (or both). Which I hope not....dog wise.... car would be nice to get. Then I could see them on Sunday and bring my new car and tell them about the puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..... I am finally in a good mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114284215648678998?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114284215648678998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114284215648678998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114284215648678998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114284215648678998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-march-19-doing-great-for-change.html' title='Sunday March 19.... Doing Great For A Change.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114249318163979619</id><published>2006-03-16T00:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:15:02.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, March 15....Depressed.</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been feeling a bit depressed. I really didn't know why.  And it was totally bugging me. I mean why should I be so sad. I have a decent job that pays well, I own my own house, I have plenty of money, and I'm happily married (for the most part). So why .....I think I figured out one reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a baby! But then again, I don't...... I'm at war with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, there are so many girls around me who are pregnant.  There is a couple I work with who are, my friend is too, and so is my Sister-in-law. I even know someone in my blogging group who is about to have one. And now that I'm married I can. I would love to be a Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then there is the other side. The side that says I should wait. Wait until I'm ready.  Ready for what? Well lets see, I want to get a bigger house before I do. I could have a baby in this house, but I would have to pack away a lot of my stuff to make room. So I figure I will wait, but for how long? I can't sell the house now, because we just refinance it. I will have to wait at least a couple of years.....But I don't want to. And I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did ask Todd and all he said was "I don't know"....what help is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see that is ONE reason why I'm so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another, but that is kind of personal and private. I'm also getting sick of my job .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it is the baby thing that has really gotten to me the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114249318163979619?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114249318163979619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114249318163979619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114249318163979619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114249318163979619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/03/wednesday-march-15depressed.html' title='Wednesday, March 15....Depressed.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114153409713775439</id><published>2006-03-04T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:48:17.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New.</title><content type='html'>You know what I have nothing much to say tonight. But I feel like updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks....but what is new. Honestly it isn't that bad most of the time.... but this week totally sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still waiting for our new car. The dealer said it should be here the third week of February. That has come and gone. Todd called the dealer, now it should be here mid March. I'm getting sick of waiting. It has been six months..... I want the car. I'm getting sick of driving the truck or not driving at all. Also we have people ask us every single day if we got our car yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, it is Todds birthday tomorrow. It's the big 30 for him. We are going to his parents for dinner, so that should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that not much else is going on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that said, I going to go and read some blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114153409713775439?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114153409713775439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114153409713775439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114153409713775439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114153409713775439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/03/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing New.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-114033932728138094</id><published>2006-02-19T02:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T02:55:27.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday February 18..... I'm bored.</title><content type='html'>I'm bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is asleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted in all my blogs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read everyone elses blogs who had post recently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing on T.V......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too late to start a movie......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like playing any video games.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could clean. But if I did, I wouldn't have anything to do tomorrow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There just isn't anything to do.... except post here and tell you how bored I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so bored that I was looking on-line for funny stuff. And I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailyhappypill.com/funny_videos_triumph_insult_dog_star_wars_geeks.htm"&gt;Funny Videos: Triumph the Insult Dog meets Star Wars fans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into Star Wars.... And I found this video clip and I thought it was pretty funny.  So I decided to show all of you it.  So sit back, turn your speakers on, and watch......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-114033932728138094?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114033932728138094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=114033932728138094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114033932728138094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/114033932728138094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/02/saturday-february-18-im-bored.html' title='Saturday February 18..... I&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113999589700692657</id><published>2006-02-15T03:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T03:31:37.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday February 14... Valentine's Day.</title><content type='html'>Well first of all I want to say &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is basically the same. Still haven't heard about our car yet. Todd will call the dealer tomorrow and find out what is going on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lay off at work... hasn't really affected mine or Todds job. But I am now working in shredding, which isn't too bad. I get to see Todd almost all day and we get break together, so it is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else is really going on with me.... same stuff different day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd got me a dozen red roses, a box of candy, and 2 stuffed valentine tigers. He is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all.... it is late and I have to get to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113999589700692657?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113999589700692657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113999589700692657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113999589700692657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113999589700692657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/02/tuesday-february-14-valentines-day.html' title='Tuesday February 14... Valentine&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113921879257984275</id><published>2006-02-06T02:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T03:43:16.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I figured that since I did this on my other blogs I will do it on this one too. This one will be a lot easier because I'm not making stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Jobs You've Had In Your Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Kwik Trip....in the Deli area (Gas station).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Pick-N-Save.... in the Deli Area (Grocery store).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Subway... part time helping out my Mom (Sandwhich place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; A.M.P.I (Cheese factory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Your Places You've Lived?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Sauk City, Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Montello, Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Portage, Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four TV Shows You Love To Watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Animal Cops- heroes- Rescues (Animal Planet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Drew Cary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Smallville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; Most Hunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Blogs You Visit Daily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;My other blogs: &lt;a href="http://neednewhomestarwars.blogspot.com/"&gt;Noel Of Neptonian,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://zebb1259.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zebb,&lt;/a&gt; and  &lt;a href="http://mywedding2865.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everyday Pictures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bigbrotherstarwars.blogspot.com/"&gt;Big Brother- Naboo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://starwarsunited.blogspot.com/"&gt;Star Wars: Unplugged&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://heroesunited.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hero: Unplugged&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Actually I visit all the ones that I have linked on my Noel Blog... Almost everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Movies Like to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; All the Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Bicentennial Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Lion King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; War Of The Worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I like all types of scary movies. I also like movies with Jim Carry, Robin Willams, Will Smith, Steve Martin, Bill Murray, Eddie Murphy, Ect in them. I like a lot of movies and a lot of different actors. I even like Disney movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Places You've Been On Vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Washington DC (For a school trip).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Minnesota (Mall of America).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Florida (Orlando and Coco beach).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; Tennessee (not yet, but soon....for Honeymoon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Of Your Favorite Foods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Chicken (Any way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Fried Potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Chicken Fried Rice (It's at a Chinese place in the Mall in Madison).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Places You'd Rather Be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Any place warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; In a big house with a lot of money (One can dream).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; On an African safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; In bed (I'm not tired, just cold).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Albums You Can’t Live Without?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Any Bon Jovi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Metallica (Black album).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Blink 182 (Some but not all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; All the Now CD's (I have them all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Four Vehicles You've Owned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; 82 Pontiac Sunfire (My first car).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; 2000 Dodge Neon (Crashed in accident).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; 2002 Dodge Stratus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; 2006 Toyota Prius (within the next couple weeks).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113921879257984275?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113921879257984275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113921879257984275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113921879257984275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113921879257984275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/02/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113843911511706724</id><published>2006-01-28T01:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T03:15:31.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday January 27, The story of how Todd and I met.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Since it is our (Todds and mine) three year anniversary (well actually it was yesterday) I have decided that I would tell all of you how Todd and I met, and the story behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very long story, a story that actually starts a couple years before we met. But this is important and I believe that if this little incident didn't happen, I would have never met the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started in 2001. It was June. I had just moved into my own apartment a couple of months earlier. Work was pretty slow and we were working three or four day a week. Money was also pretty tight and my car insurance was coming due. Our department wasn't working Friday and I needed money so bad that I decided to volunteer to work in another department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to tell you this particular Friday was on the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work that day was like any other, nothing exciting happened. However I couldn't wait until it was over because my Grandma was having a family get together. We spend all weekend there and camp in her back yard, we go swimming and boating, and we stay up late and sit around a camp fire. I was going to go earlier that day, but I needed the money so I went to work instead. I was going to go over to her house after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I stopped back at my apartment to get my stuff. I played with my cat Smokey for a few minutes and made sure he had enough to eat for the weekend. Then I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed through town and was going to stop at a gas station to get something to eat. But I never made it. Half way there this guy ran a light right in front of me and I hit (T boned) him in the drivers side door. I was going just under 40 mph and I totaled my car (a 2000 Dodge Neon I got not even a year before.) I will tell you more about the accident itself at a later date. But I will tell you I was in very bad shape. I broke my right femur and both my wrists. I was in the hospital for five days and out of work for four months. I was stuck in a wheel chair until the end of August, beginning of September. I was unable to do much of anything. The high light of my week was going to Physical Therapy. I was miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out of this accident I got a very large settlement (money). And a couple of years after the accident I bought a house from some of the money I got. Now this brings me too 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couple of weeks after I bought my house, I got this little survey thing in the mail. It was the kind that asks what your like and the type of people you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sat on my table for another week or so, but I finally filled it out, thinking "hey what do I have to lose". Before then I never had a REAL boyfriend, but I always wanted one. Guys that I knew, mostly the ones I worked with, were either married, had someone, or wanted nothing to do with me. I figured this maybe my chance to find that perfect someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a month (I remember it was the very end December) I got a call and they asked if I wanted to come in for an "interview". I said sure and went in a couple days later. After they explained how the whole system worked (they screen everyone who joins, so you don't end up with some dirt bag loser). They also give you a compatibility text, that asks all these question on stuff you like and you beliefs and such. Then they hook you up with someone who they think is a good match. I figured I still had nothing to lose, and thought "at least I'll get to meet some guys and get to go out with them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with two other guys before meeting Todd. And we have been together ever since. Even at the time I knew he would be the one I would marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can tell that story too, but as a warning it is pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dating Todd for three months and we decided to meet each other parents. I can't remember the first time I met his. But I remember a clear as a bell when he met mine, because it was the last day I seen my Daddy (Step Dad) alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a very long visit, but my Daddy liked him from the start, he told my Mom that after they left. Then a week later my Daddy had a massive heart attack at work. He was gone for five minutes, but they managed to bring him back. But he never came out of it. My Mom decided, after several tests were done and they found him with no brain activity, that they pull the plug to life support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time he was in the hospital (4 days) Todd was there with me. I stayed at his house a couple of the nights. He was there with me through the hardest time in my whole life. And he met the rest of my family during all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during this time I knew he was the one I was to be with..... because my Daddy met him and he really liked him. Even if it was only one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all I'm going to write tonight..... I'm sad and crying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113843911511706724?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113843911511706724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113843911511706724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113843911511706724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113843911511706724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-january-27-story-of-how-todd.html' title='Friday January 27, The story of how Todd and I met.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113748672470880548</id><published>2006-01-17T02:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T02:32:04.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday January 16. I'm sick and it sucks.</title><content type='html'>Yeah.... I'm sick AGAIN. This time it is worse. I have been tired and achy. My right side of my face hurts.... even my teeth hurt. My throat is sore, my nose is either stuffed up to the point to were I can't breath from it or it runs like mad. And every time I sneeze it feels like my head is about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All yesterday I was either sleeping on the couch, watching TV, or on the computer. I felt ....well like crap. Today wasn't much better. I had to work though, so there was no nap time today. And after I got home my nose plugged up so bad I could barely eat or drink. It is finally better now, I can somewhat breath from my nose. And I think my throat is a little swollen, because I sometime (especially at work) had a hard catching my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being sick , My life is pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd is now working in my department as a dumper. They shut a line down over in processing (where he worked) and he got moved over in my department. They layed a lot of new people off. But I have nothing to worry about, because I have been there almost 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of nice working in the same area together. We got break together today, so that was nice too. And we get off close to the same time now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see. Todd also got a part time job. He works morning and weekends. He told me this week he wouldn't work because I'm sick and all. How sweet is that. He will work during the weekend he told me. But that is okay, it will give me time to do my blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got to go.... My mind is kind of going and I'm finding it hard to type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113748672470880548?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113748672470880548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113748672470880548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113748672470880548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113748672470880548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/01/monday-january-16-im-sick-and-it-sucks.html' title='Monday January 16. I&apos;m sick and it sucks.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113687746721590802</id><published>2006-01-10T00:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T01:17:47.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday January 8.... Good and bad news.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well first of all I wanted to thank those few who left a comment on here in my last post. And shame on you to those who do read this and didn't leave a comment..... Just kidding.... It don't really matter. This is for my own personal use :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on to the news.... I sold my car today. I was happy someone bought it. But sad to see my car go.... Plus I did want more for it. But at least I got more then the dealer would give for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm stuck driving the truck.... Since Todds car is a stick and I can't drive stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was kind of a bitter-sweet day. I'll miss my old car:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we get the new car (hopefully) sometime in mid February. I can't wait....We have enough money to buy it out right..... So that will be very nice.....No car payment....WOOOO-HOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new car, as some might know, is a Toyota Prius (a hybrid) or a gas-electric car. It is very nice....Except for the waiting.....It has been about 6 months so far. But one more month it will be here. I will post pictures and tell all about it once it gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other news.... It has been unseasonably warm the past few weeks. All the snow has melted and it feels more like April then January. But it is getting cold again and the snow will soon follow. It was weird.... It was colder when I put my outside Christmas lights up (right after Thanksgiving) then it was when I took them down(last weekend). It was it the mid 30's this last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all I have time for tonight.... I'm making dinner for work tomorrow. Fried potatoes (using my new deep fryer) and Grilled Chicken (using my new counter top grill). I love them and use them almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Good Night.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113687746721590802?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113687746721590802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113687746721590802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113687746721590802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113687746721590802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/01/monday-january-8-good-and-bad-news.html' title='Monday January 8.... Good and bad news.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113636451089525661</id><published>2006-01-04T02:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T02:48:30.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who reads this blog????</title><content type='html'>I was sitting here, wondering if anyone actually reads this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just curious....that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you ARE reading this, let me know in the comments. Even if you just accidental stumbled across this blog, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, I'm just curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113636451089525661?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113636451089525661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113636451089525661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113636451089525661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113636451089525661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-reads-this-blog.html' title='Who reads this blog????'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113576763374867147</id><published>2005-12-28T04:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T05:01:49.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday December 27.... Cars for sale.</title><content type='html'>Well today was fun as usually. I happened to have a four day weekend over the holidays. We had off yesterday (Monday) too. And this week I heard we may only work two days and have off Thursday, Friday, and the weekend plus next Monday. So that makes a five day weekend. Which will be nice, because we have places to go and stuff to do. One of the main things is, go to the bank in Montello and close out my CD. We are also going to be going around putting up fliers for our cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We NEED to sell our cars, and in case we don't sell them before we get our new one, I have the CD. We want to out right buy the new car. And even after refinancing the house we are still about 11,000 dollars short. We figured we could use some of the money from the CD to pay for the rest of the new car. Then once we sell our cars we can put the money back and open up a new CD in my bank. It wasn't what we were planning to do but it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now if you want to see the cars we are selling here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/2000%20Dodge%20Stratus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/2000%20Dodge%20Stratus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my car, it is a 2001 Dodge Stratus. Automatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has about 48,000 miles on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes with power windows and locks, and CD player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No major damage to it. Runs great..... very nice car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are asking $7,000 for it, OBO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/2002%20Saturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/2002%20Saturn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is Todds car, it is a 2002 Saturn. 5 speed (manual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has 42,000 miles on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes with CD- MP3 Player with remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No major damage, relatively new tires. Runs great.... very nice car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are asking $7,000 for this one too.... OBO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you or someone you know are interested and live near Wisconsin, please leave comment. But then again I'm not expecting anyone to see it here. That is why we are putting up the fliers. And we will be putting them in the paper too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is late and I need to get to bed..... so good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113576763374867147?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113576763374867147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113576763374867147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113576763374867147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113576763374867147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/12/tuesday-december-27-cars-for-sale.html' title='Tuesday December 27.... Cars for sale.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113524507754049453</id><published>2005-12-22T03:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T03:51:22.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday December 21.....Alot to say.</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a week since my last post and I have a lot to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts of all we did the closing on our house today. Now my mortgage is doubled. I now have to pay 750.00 dollars a month. But it is still cheaper then having a car payment and a mortgage to pay every month. So it is not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is stupid, is when we trade our cars in we won't get nothing for them. Todd called the dealership that we are getting the Prius from, and asked about how much we will get for the both of our cars as a trade in.  And according to the guy Todd talked too,  we won't even get 7,ooo for the both of them. Very stupid. I mean they are both relatively new cars, with low miles, and no major damage. They both run great, so why such a low price.... I don't understand. And if we did trade them in the dealer will probable up the price of them to about 7,ooo or more. Totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is Todd's Dad had said something about buying the cars himself and then selling them for a little more. Todd is going to ask him if the offer still stands, and how much he will give us for the two cars. I hope he will do this because we need around 11,000 dollars more to pay off the Prius. That way I don't have to worry about taking money out of my CD. I don't want to have to touch that until we have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to better news..... Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all my Christmas shopping done.... finally. I bought the last few things tonight. Mainly gift bags and cards. I have all the pictures printed out and put in frames. Todd will be doing the wedding DVD tomorrow or Friday (since he don't have to work either day). Yeah.... we are giving wedding pictures to our whole family. The DVD will be going to our parents. It is a cheap and easy present.... but we did get everyone other stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite has to be the outdoor blowup snow globe. It was the one thing Becky (my brothers fiance) said she wanted. It was 130.00 dollars, and there was no way I was going to spend that much. Then yesterday we seen it on sale for 93.00 dollars.... and it was tempting, but NO. Then when we went there again tonight it was 75.oo dollars....so I had to buy it. And if she happens to get another one I will keep it and give her the gift card I was originally going to give her. Either way, she will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't want to hear it but I'm saying it anyway...... Work sucks. I have been to Crappyvac.... (Oops sorry I meant Cryovac), all week and I will be there again tomorrow. But I did get to go home early tonight so that wasn't so bad. Maybe they will send us home early tomorrow too. Or maybe at least have a couple lines go home, that way someone can take my spot. I am really hoping we don't work Friday.... Todd and I may go see a movie then if I don't have to work. And more or less likely we won't be. All but one shred line got done early tonight....that is how I got to go home early. I guess I will have to wait and see what is going on after I get to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today was out works Pot luck. We got to have a half hour break, ten minutes longer then normal. We also got to eat a lot of good food. It was nice and a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is late and I am pretty tired, so I am going to head off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I may be post some pictures of my decoration soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113524507754049453?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113524507754049453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113524507754049453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113524507754049453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113524507754049453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/12/wednesday-december-21alot-to-say.html' title='Wednesday December 21.....Alot to say.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113463309990873933</id><published>2005-12-15T01:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T01:56:14.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday December 14...Feeling a bit better.</title><content type='html'>Well I am feeling some what better. I have to admit, I had more energy today then I had the last couple of days. Yesterday was pure awful. I was fine when I was boxing, but the hour before first break was a nightmare. My stomach started to hurt, I felt really tired, and I got extremely shaky. I thought I was going to pass out. It was the longest hour ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did start to feel better after break. But that is because one of the extra ladies took my spot and I did re-wraps for two hours. I did go back on the line when it was time for her to go back and  box. I think it may have had something to do with the motion of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I worked out in shredding, so I didn't have to deal with the motion of the natural line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on to better news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank called today and my house was appraised at 110 thousand. I was so happy, now we will have enough money for the car. Just to let everyone know, when I bought my house three years ago I payed 85 thousand for it. But with time and remodeling the bathroom and the  new windows, it was bound to be more. I just couldn't believe how much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my car is going in to get fixed. So I will be able to drive that now, instead of the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd is thinking about getting a part time job. It is the kind of job you can come in when you want to and you can leave when you want to. He heard is was very easy work. And if he likes it I told him I may try and work there. But that will mean less time blogging, but more money. I told him I would think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... ohh yeah we're trying to sell both of our cars ourselves. We may get more money for them doing it this way. I will make a post about this within the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is about all that is going on.... well except for the snow. It is suppose to snow till Friday and we have about 10 inches out there already. I may have to take out my snow blower tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is it.... GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113463309990873933?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113463309990873933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113463309990873933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113463309990873933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113463309990873933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/12/wednesday-december-14feeling-bit.html' title='Wednesday December 14...Feeling a bit better.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113437578531595200</id><published>2005-12-12T01:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T02:23:05.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday December 11....I'm sick for real.</title><content type='html'>This totally sucks, I am sick with a cold. It is not too bad right now, but give it a few days and I will be really sick. The last time I got a cold was in April and it lasted over two weeks. I don't mind working when I have a cold but I won't when I have the stomach flu. The good this is that I haven't had the stomach flu since I was like 14 or 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now it is in my throat and my face (especially around my eyes) hurt. And ohhh man does it hurt to sneeze (I just found that out 2 seconds ago). It feels like my face is going to explode. Ahhhh not again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I think I got sick was because, number 1: my sister has been sick. And/or number 2 I was putting the rest of my Christmas lights up outside. It was cold (but not as cold as last weekend) and with nearly 8 inches of snow out there. My pants got all wet (cold, wet legs), my gloves were wet (cold, wet hands).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was outside for nearly four hours putting lights up. And I didn't have a whole lot of help. Todd helped a little but he complained it was cold and he would go in to warm up. Me, I wanted to get the stuff up before it got dark, even though I was putting stuff up in the dark. But that's what happens when it gets dark around four o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard part about putting lights up, is trying to find cords that fit together. Some have three prongs, some have one prong that is bigger then the other, while others have the same size prongs. And what ever type prongs (male) they have, the hole (female) are the same. So I kept on running into problems with the male side not fitting into the female side. I think before next year I will be buying a some new extension cords. That way I will have more then enough, and won't have to run all over the place trying to find cords that fit together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing that sucks about putting up lights is when bulbs get loose or burn out. I had to change the fuse on one set of lights. That was not hard. Then one section of my net lights were out. Luckily I found a bulb that was broken. The hard part was trying to find a bulb that fit in the socket. I have a whole baggy filled with small light bulbs, but they are different. I can't explain it, but they ARE different. I finally found one that fit, and now the net lights work. I also ended out shocking myself pretty bad. How you ask, well here is how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few strings of lights plugged in. I was putting them in the ground around the house. This particular set of lights have bigger bulbs, the type you screw in. Well after putting the light into the ground (with plastic stakes to hold them) I went around and tightened up some bulbs that were loose. I got to one and when I tightening the bulb, it broke in my fingers. Now I had on wet gloves and the lights were plugged in, so when the bulb broke I touched the inside and it shocked me. My fingers tingled for awhile and my hands were a bit shaky, but I was fine. Now I have to get new fuses for these lights, because the shock must have over loaded it and blew out the fuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are probably asking yourself  "Why would I go through all this hassle for a few mangy lights". Well I will tell you why.... to make people happy. I myself didn't even realize this until today. When I was just about done, a family walks by the house. There was a few little kids, and they were all like " Wow look at all the pretty lights". And just to see the smiles on their faces,  was totally heart warming.  I was like "Wow I made these people smile". So that is why I put the lights up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I still don't have all my lights up yet, and they won't be put up. I'm thinking, in order to get all the light up next year. I will have to start around Halloween. I have some lights that I want to put on the house, but end up running out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I  am out of stuff to write tonight, so this is all. Plus I want to get to bed early.... and maybe get the cold bug out of my system before it takes complete hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So GOOD NIGHT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113437578531595200?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113437578531595200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113437578531595200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113437578531595200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113437578531595200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-december-11im-sick-for-real.html' title='Sunday December 11....I&apos;m sick for real.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113428637606605498</id><published>2005-12-11T01:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T02:03:28.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday December 10....I'm so bored.</title><content type='html'>Just as the title says I am really bored. I didn't really want to do a post tonight but I have nothing else better to do. Everyone is asleep and I'm just sitting here by my self and alone. Well maybe not completely alone. The dogs come over and bug me from time to time. But other then that I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was some what fun. It would have been better if it wasn't snowing. It seems to snow whenever we want to go somewhere. Well at least we will have a white Christmas. We haven't had one for a few years, so it is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the mall was a mad house today. It took us nearly 20 minutes just to find a parking spot. And when we went in to eat, it took us just as long to find a place to sit. And I have to say.... I wish the mall had shopping carts you can take all around. Because when you have 10 or more bags to carry, it is not fun. I have got most of my family done. I just need to buy a couple gift cars for a couple people and a bird house or feeder for my brother. Todd hasn't even started his family, but he say all he is going to get them is gift cards. Which always make a great present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending nearly 5 hours at the mall, Todd finally came back to get us. He had to go to his Parents to get a wreath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Pet-Smart, to get all the pets presents. And I just want to say all my pets are very spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we found a mess. Todd had made the mistake of  cleaning  the litter box just before we left, and not taking out the garbage. The dogs ( I think my sister dog, Baby did it) got into the garbage and got litter all over the kitchen and stairs that leads to the back door and basement. And Baby somehow got over the gate, and was out in the living room. I put a gate up  between the kitchen and the living room.  The dogs had run of the whole basement and kitchen. I put the gate up when I am gone because the cats like to lay under the tree and Max likes to go under there to get them. Or at least he tries to get them. And the last thing I want is to come home and find the tree knocked over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is about all that happened today. Tomorrow I hope the snow holds off because I want to get the rest of my outside lights up. And fix the ones that are not working. I also have to go to Wal-Mart AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113428637606605498?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113428637606605498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113428637606605498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113428637606605498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113428637606605498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/12/saturday-december-10im-so-bored.html' title='Saturday December 10....I&apos;m so bored.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113420107270378411</id><published>2005-12-10T00:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T01:59:27.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday December 9.</title><content type='html'>Thank God it is Friday. Even though I have had off since Wednesday. Apparently the home appraiser guy called and wanted to come here today (Friday). I was like "ohhh great now what am I to do". Then it hit me, I would call in to work and pretend I am sick. I can get three days for one unexcused day or youie (or uie, I'm not sure how to spell it) as we call them where I work. So I have called in the last three days, Wednesday and Thursday I cleaned and today I didn't do a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I got the basement and bathroom cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd said he cleaned the basement, but his version of clean is totally different from my version of clean. When he cleaned the basement he vacuumed and straighted up a bit. Me, I dusted, and swept, and mopped, and vacuumed. I emptied a fish tank that had been sitting there with no fish in it. I asked him to do this awhile ago, but he didn't, so I did. I even moved the furniture around and put some of his unused stuff in the storage room. This is his area with all his stuff. I very seldom go down stairs anymore. We do go down to watch movies on the projector, sometimes. And he has all musical stuff down there. He plays the guitar (he has 3 or 4), he has a drum set, and a keyboard, and a lot of other stuff, including a mixer. He usually just messes around a bit, plays songs by Metallica and Blink 182 mostly. He has written a few songs on his own, but not a lot. And as I said the basement is his area, but he don't clean it to often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the bathroom. It is a small bathroom completely remodeled after I bought the house. The problem is that I have extremely hard water and it leaves stains on all the chrome fixtures. So I had to literally scrub the facets on the tub and sink. I didn't do a perfect job but they shine better now then they did before. I put up some stuff on the walls that I have been wanting to for awhile. I swept the floor and moped it. I cleaned around the sink and toilet, not a fun job but it needed it (a lot of pet hair and dust).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cleaning was done I took a small break, then I started to put up the rest of my Christmas decoration. This was fun, because I love Christmas so much. I love to decorate. I'm much like my step dad or 'Daddy' as I called him. He was really into decorating for the holidays, especially Christmas. You could see the house for blocks away. That was until he passed away a couple years ago. And now I keep his tradition of decorating alive with me. I even want to get eight reindeer and a sleigh to put out, just because it is something he wanted to do. So far I have two deer and a sleigh, I even have a 12 foot inflatable Santa. I have plenty of lights too. And hopefully it will be warmer on Sunday so I can get the rest of the outdoor stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday I got my back porch clean and the spare room. Not much to say here. The porch had accumulated a lot of junk and just need to be gone through and put in its rightful place. I use the porch mainly for recyclables. Where I live they are very strict about putting recyclables in the garbage. So we have separate container to put the different stuff in. Once full, instead of putting the bags on the curb, we take them down to the recycle area (big dumpsters marked with what is to go in them).&lt;br /&gt;The porch also has the cat and dog food and some other stuff, in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say about the spare room was that it was trashed now you can see the floor. After the wedding, this is where all the old stuff went. I had a lot of stuff to go through and most of it I just stuck down stairs in the storage room. This room is what I call my tiger room. I collect tigers and this room is filled with all different type of tiger things. So now I am glad it is clean, because now I can sit in there and be among my tigers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't do a whole lot. I did go to my Moms house to get my little sister. We are going to Madison to the mall tomorrow to do some shopping. Todd said he will drop us off, because he has to go pick up a wreath at his Parents. He will then come back and meet with us some where. I kind of like doing it this way. Because Todd is the kind of guy who likes to run in, get what he needs, and leaves. Me, I like to look around and see what there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to my Moms my sister had begged me to let her bring her dog. I didn't want to because last time she was at my house she terrorized the poor cats and pooped in the house. But so far she is being really good. Her and Max are get along pretty good too. The fun part was trying to get her here. You see Todd and I have our own cars. We also have a truck. Todd took his car to work and my car is being stupid. Last night when I was coming home from Wal-Mart my whippers and blinkers decided to stop working. We think there is a bad fuse or something. But anyway, this left me with the truck. And it is only a two seater. So with a couple bags, my sister, and her dog inside the truck....lets just say I'm glad I only live a half hour away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh if you are wondering about the appraiser guy. Well I'm getting my house refinanced....to buy a new car. We are getting a Toyota Prius (a hybrid). We should (hopefully) be getting it in the next couple of months. And I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I believe this is enough for tonight, so GOOD NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113420107270378411?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113420107270378411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113420107270378411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113420107270378411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113420107270378411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/12/friday-december-9.html' title='Friday December 9.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113394642192779481</id><published>2005-12-07T01:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T03:07:01.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, December 6... Sorry it has been awhile.</title><content type='html'>I want to say sorry for not posting in awhile. I have been busy doing my Noel blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But way should I care nobody reads this anyway....It don't bother me that nobody does since this blog is about me and everything I do, or that goes on in my life. And my life is pretty boring if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is what I have been up to lately. I got most of my Christmas stuffs up. I still have some lights to put up outside. I started a couple weekends ago, and got up a 12 foot Santa, two reindeer (the kind that move), a sleigh, and a arch way. Last weekend I managed to get some net lights up on my bushes and a few light around my fence. But it was so cold I had to stop and go back in the house. I was so cold I could barely feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my tree up and some decorations put up (I bought a fake tree). I have more but I may get them up this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides decoration I have done some shopping. We went to the mall last Saturday and I bought a few things. I'll probably go back this weekend to do some more shopping. I would have stayed longer but it was snowing pretty hard and Todd wanted to get home before it got any worse. We got at least 7 inches so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also refinanced my house. I got my mortgage, my loan, my property taxes, and my home owners insurance all on one bill. And we will be getting hopefully enough back to pay for the new Prius we are getting soon. However my mortgage will be almost doubled from what it is now. But as I figured we will still be saving money doing it this way, instead of have another car payment. I'm still waiting for the appraiser guy to come check out the house. I hope we can schedule him to come in a couple weeks. This will give me enough time to get the house clean. Not that it is a mess or anything. I just want to get some stuff straightened up and the spare room really needs to be cleaned out. After the wedding I just basically stuffed all the stuff in there. It just needs to be sorted out and the stuff put where it is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is basically all that has happened the last couple weeks. See nothing to great or important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have been in a bad mood. I'm just so.............. I just feel like I or my character don't get any respect. I just think it is because I'm not a real Star Wars character .....Maybe they think Noel is a joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they think. But who else goes and read every ones blog and leave comments (most of the time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get Noel to fit in with the group... but it feels like the harder I try, the harder they push back. What was kind of disappointing, was that Noel had her Grand Opening for her new resort ship. And only 2 people showed interest. I thanked those people for going along, but I was hoping for a better out come. I mean how hard is it to write about a party? It would have been an easy post for most people. But I guess they have their reasons. I was also planing a raffle but decided not to do it because people would have thought I was begging for comments or something. And I'm sure the out come for that would have been bad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder if anyone will write about it later, now that it is open. More or less likely not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say is Ohhh well I tried. And that is all I can do. If nobody likes Noel because she is an outsider then so be it. I myself have always been an outsider, nobody liked me in school. So I now how to deal with it. I will continue doing Noel and if people don't like it TOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all I have to say for tonight. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113394642192779481?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113394642192779481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113394642192779481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113394642192779481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113394642192779481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/12/tuesday-december-6-sorry-it-has-been.html' title='Tuesday, December 6... Sorry it has been awhile.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113299537168166585</id><published>2005-11-26T02:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T02:56:11.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday November 25.. Dogs do the Craziest things , part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Well I started a post about my dog Max a couple days ago and now I will finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max has this crazy habit of taking a mouthful of food from his dish, comes out into the living room, spits the food out , then eats it piece by piece. He will also eat anything that falls on the floor. This even includes veggies like carrots and green beans. He will also eat the bird seed stuff that the birds knock out of their cage. And since Todds job is pretty messy, when he comes home Max starts to lick him clean. He especially loves his shoes ( he never chewed a shoe before but he licks Todds like there is no tomorrow.) I think one of the few things Max don't eat is parsley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/big%20bone.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/big%20bone.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max really loves his giant bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most funny thing Max does is with his squeaky toy bone. When we gave it to him that first day, like any new toy, he loved it. He was running around, throwing it in the air and just having a ball with it. That was until he stepped on it and it squeaked. He stopped in his track and just stared at it. He then picked it up VERY carefully and went down stairs with it. It was a few days later when I seen it again with his other toys. I wanted to see what he would do with it, so I took it out and threw it . He went after it and we played fetch for awhile. I then made the bone squeak. And once again he just looked at it but this time he wined. He took it and hide it down stairs again. I don't know why the squeak bothers him so much, maybe he has sensitive ears and the squeak hurt them. But he has other squeaky toys and they don't seem to bother him at all. He may not understand why a bone squeaks, and it bothers him. Either way, just to see how he reacts to the bone is very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max also likes to play with his feet. He will lay on his back and try to chew on his feet. It almost looks like he is trying to kick himself in his face. It is so funny to watch this. He also does this when he is scratching his ears, he will be scratching and then he will start playing with his feet.... It is so funny, and cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all I can think of for right now. If I think of some more or he starts a new habit I'll tell all of you (who do read this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now this is GOOD NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/IM000370.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/IM000370.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113299537168166585?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113299537168166585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113299537168166585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113299537168166585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113299537168166585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday-november-25-dogs-do-craziest.html' title='Friday November 25.. Dogs do the Craziest things , part 2'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113290821817718813</id><published>2005-11-25T01:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:43:38.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday November 24....Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today was a long, but fun day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We had got up at 9:30 (which is early for me) then after getting ready we left for Todds parents. We had lunch and visit for awhile. There was turkey, potatoes, stuffing, a fruit salad, rolls, green bean bake, and pie. I didn't eat that much because I wanted to save room for dinner at my Moms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After visiting a couple hours we left for my Moms. Once we got to my Moms (at around 4:30) we ate again. They had turkey, potatoes, corn, green bean bake, yams, stuffing, jello, a fruit salad, gravy, olives, pickles, cheese, 4 pumpkin pies, a cake, a truffle,and a apple pie. My Mom tends to make enough food to feed a small army. But when I have 2 older Brother, one with his pregnate wife and the other with his new fiance (about time). Then there is my little Sisters, my Mom, my Grandma, Todd, and I. That's a lot of people to feed. After dinner we cleaned up and and some of them went off the play cards (not me because I don't really know how to play what they were playing). So Todd and I cuddled on the couch, and we watched the dog play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everyone, but us brought their dogs. My Brother Ryan and his wife have 2 dogs. A cocker spaniel named Dusty and a very small dog that is no bigger then a cat. His name is Chip and it resembles a Yorkie. Then there is Baby, my Moms dog. She is a Border Collie. And my other Brother had just got a little Pomeranian named....Well his name slips my mind at the moment. I'm kind of glad I didn't bring Max because he is just... So huge. And he would have been sliding all over my Moms hard wood floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After the rest played cards for awhile, we played UNO. I didn't win but it was a lot of fun. We were all laughing and making noises (if you know what I mean). It was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It has been a very long day and I am beat... so it's off to bed for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113290821817718813?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113290821817718813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113290821817718813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113290821817718813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113290821817718813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/thursday-november-24thanksgiving.html' title='Thursday November 24....Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113282185866419049</id><published>2005-11-24T02:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T02:46:16.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday November 23...Very Bad Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Work totally sucked today. First of all I was on Cryovac, then it got so cold in there my fingers went numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour before our second break , I went and told the operator I and a couple others were really cold. So she went and turned up the heat. It got nice it there for awhile. Then right after break some of the old ladies thought it was too hot, so the operator turned down the heat. In no time it was cold in there again. I was so mad, and now I think I got a cold from it. Plus it don't help there is a 20 degree difference between one area and the next. It had to be around 50 degrees in by were I was working tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being cold all day, I have had this headache for about three days straight. No matter what I take I can't get rid of it...It is somewhat better now. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it off we have to work on Friday. I still don't know about Saturday, because they never post it until the day before. And Todd gets off (he works in a different department). So here he gets a four day weekend and I get maybe a split up 2 day weekend...Totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I totally hate my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about this, I have had a very bad day and just needed to vent. Anyway it not like anyone reads this so why should I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I feel better. After I got home I took a very very hot shower, the kind you never want to leave. And then after the shower I put on some warm fuzzy PJ's and wool socks. I am sitting her right now with a warm comforter on my lap and drinking hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being cold all day it is finally nice to be warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to bed...Sorry for not posting about Max. I will again someday soon, don't worry. I just needed to vent a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113282185866419049?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113282185866419049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113282185866419049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113282185866419049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113282185866419049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/wednesday-november-23very-bad-day.html' title='Wednesday November 23...Very Bad Day!!!'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113273770203214067</id><published>2005-11-23T02:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:26:16.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday November 22... Dogs do the craziest things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I decided last night I would do a post about my dog Max. I know I have posted about him before. But since it is gone, I'm going to do another. This time I will add some of the crazy things he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, here is Max as a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/baby%20max%20in%20sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/baby%20max%20in%20sweater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got him from my Moms neighbor. For as long as she lived next door she always mistreated her pets, Max was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always wanted my own dog, so when I bought my house I was thinking about getting one. But I figured I wanted to get everything moved in and unpacked before I started looking. Well one day when I went to visit my Mom, my sister told me about this dog the neighbor had. I told her I wanted to wait, but she kept on bugging me to go see it. Finally just before going home, I told her I would go see it. So my sister and I went over and she talked to the neighbors sister and she brought out this little puppy (the neighbor was at work). It was so sad... The puppy was so skinny that every bone in his body was sticking out. The neighbors sister told me that that she wanted to get rid of the puppy, which meant dumping him out in the country somewhere, like she has done so many times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being very skinny, he was rarely let outside. She locked him in the kitchen with no food or water. I don't want to say this, but he was so hungry he got into the habit of eating his own poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take him, because I know if I didn't he wouldn't have lasted much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is how I saved Max. And I don't regret taking him home, he is such a great dog and very smart. When I got him they told me he was about 8 months old. So I figured he was just about full grown. Well were they wrong. I took him to the vet a month after I got him. I wanted to get some weight on him before taking him in. I didn't want them thinking I was starving him. But anyway, when I brought him in he weighed only 20 and I found out he was only 4 months old. So instead of a little dog I got a big dog, one that weighs about 65 pounds right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Max%20Kennel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Max%20Kennel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max has some very crazy habits and Ill tell you about them.&lt;br /&gt;Like most dogs he hates the vacuum and will run into the basement. But lately I have noticed he takes a toy down with him. It is so funny, the minute I pull out the vacuum he grabs a toy from his toy box and runs. We keep the vacuum near his toy box, so when he gets a toy he kind of sneaks up, grabs one real quick and takes off. I laugh every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also very smart and knows what several words mean. This goes beyond the basic sit, stay, lay down, shake, and NO. He knows what 'pretty kitty' means. We have a female cat(very pretty) and her nick name is pretty kitty. She is the only cat that will run when Max sees her and Max knows this. The other cats tolerate Max and don't run that often, so he don't chase them as often (they are no fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also knows what 'tail' means. And for some strange reason he hates it when anyone touches his tail. He will even growl when you say the word (and you could be half way across the room and say it and he will still growl).But when I give him a bath he fine. He loves to get into the tub but once you start pouring water on him just looks at you like "why are you doing this to me". But other then the look he is great, he never shakes until he's done. I guess this has something to do with when he was really little he would come in the shower with me and I would wash him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max knows what 'puppy treat' means. And when anyone says it he runs right over to his treat container and gives them a happy look. He also used to know what 'bed time' meant. We used to keep him in a crate when we went to bed, and all I would have to say is "bed time" and he would run right into his crate. We don't do this anymore, because he proven he can be trusted with free roam of the house at night and when we are gone. Plus he keeps the cats away from the bedroom door at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this post is getting pretty long and it is getting late, so maybe I'll continue tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/sleepy%20max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/sleepy%20max.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See even Max looks tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113273770203214067?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113273770203214067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113273770203214067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113273770203214067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113273770203214067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/tuesday-november-22-dogs-do-craziest.html' title='Tuesday November 22... Dogs do the craziest things.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113265159479013133</id><published>2005-11-21T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T02:03:39.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday November 21...Another day at work.</title><content type='html'>Work went pretty good today. I had to box on line 1 all night tonight. It wasn't too bad, some label problems but nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Todd and a few others from Processing had to work on Cryovac. He wasn't to happy about that....I think someone yelled at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it is time I tell you what Cryovac is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already told you what the dumper and the cutter does. So I'll leave all that out. On Cryovac we do either five or ten pound blocks of cheese. These blocks go to schools and restaurants, the main one (I believe) is Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of positions on this line, one boxer, three baggers, three trimmers, and a person to work on the machine (this is most of the time, some time there is less baggers and trimmers.) Also a cutter, an operator and, a palitizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baggers basically bag the cheese in a clear (sometimes printed) plastic type bag. The trimmers, trim the cheese to be either ten pounds or five pounds (depending on the order (there area scales to weigh the blocks)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mutivac, or a machine used to seal the bags... kind of like a giant vacuum sealer. There are four all together and they go around in a circle. Lets say you put a block of cheese in one of these vacuum sealers. It goes around and just before the sealer you put the cheese into, gets back around to you the bottom drops out and he cheese falls on a belt all nice and vacuumed packed. The cheese on this belt goes up into a a kind of huge hot water vaporizer. The hot vapor shrinks the bag even more. Then from here it goes on another belt where air blows off extra water, the a label is then put on, the codate is sprayed on the outside of the package, and then it goes to the boxer. There is one 10 pound block of cheese to a box, and two 5 pound blocks of cheese to a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also another position when we do the 5 pounders. Since it is a lot faster to trim the 5 pounder then it is to trim the 10 pounders, there is an extra bagger position. This bagger works with the bagging machine. The bags (5 pound only) are held by plastic straps that are sticky. These bags are wound up through this machine and air is blown into the first bag so that the cheese slips in the bag very easy. It is then torn off and placed on the belt that goes to the person working the mutivac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we work on here we rotate every half hour, making the day go by very slow. And the boxer never rotates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the easiest lines to work on. You can work at your own pace on don't have to work to hard if you don't want to. This line also can be painful. There is a lot of bending, pushing, and pulling, and by the end of the night your back, shoulders, feet, ect hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is about all I have time for tonight. I could tell you about Midgets..It works a lot like Cryovac with the vacuum sealer but the cheese is a whole lot smaller and it is in the shape of a soup can. Maybe some day I'll explain this line to you, but not right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113265159479013133?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113265159479013133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113265159479013133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113265159479013133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113265159479013133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday-november-21another-day-at-work.html' title='Monday November 21...Another day at work.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113256278206513927</id><published>2005-11-20T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T02:46:22.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday November 20...The weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know something, the weekend goes so fast that by the time you start to enjoy it, it's over. I had two days to get some stuff done around the house and did nothing (much).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saturday I slept in...That was nice. I watched a marathon of The Drew Carey Show on DVD. After I got bored of that, I played some deer hunter on the Gamecube, that was kind of fun. I don't like to hunt for real, but I love to do it on a video game. It is much easier then in real life (I think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After playing deer hunter for a couple hours, I got a bug up my butt and started to clean. I took down the rest of the indoor Halloween decorations. I then put my Christmas village up. I have a big table on my front porch I put it on. I do this so my cats don't go and play ' Cat Zilla' and knock everything over or try to sleep in it. I will take a picture of it and post it on here sometime. I wanted to put my outdoor stuff up but by the time I got up off the couch to do anything, it was already dark. So maybe next weekend I'll do it (hopefully). Other then that I didn't do a whole lot. I chatted to a couple people from the Star Wars site. And made some pictures for my Noel blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today I at least got dressed and went out. We went to Todds parent to celebrate Todds brother and sisters Birthday. I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night so I took a nap while there. We had lunch and hung out for awhile, it was fun. We got home around 4:30 and we didn't do a whole lot. I called my Mom and talked to her for awhile. I wanted to see when she was having Thanksgiving dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After watching some TV awhile, I got bored again. This time I started to clean the spare room. I got as far as the closet and gave up. I guess I just got hungry and then lazy again. I do eventually want to get it cleaned up to the point that I can see the floor. Maybe one of these weekends (LOL).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I also posted on my Noel site again and chatted a little...It seems everyone went to bed so much earlier then normal. I'll stay up for awhile then I'll go too (at my normal time). Maybe I'll play some deer hunter or something, I don't know. All I know is that I'm bored and I don't want to work tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well this is all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113256278206513927?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113256278206513927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113256278206513927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113256278206513927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113256278206513927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/sunday-november-20the-weekend.html' title='Sunday November 20...The weekend.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113239109347960450</id><published>2005-11-18T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T04:07:14.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday November 18.</title><content type='html'>Whoo Hooo the weekend is finally here, and no work for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was kind of fun. I worked on line 1, I had to help out the feeder and the second cutter (the one who puts the cheese on the belt). So I didn't work overly hard today. Normally I box, which can be a pain sometimes, when the labels and stickers don't go on the cheese right. And that was the way it was today, so I'm glad I didn't have to box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then work I didn't do a whole lot today. However Todd went to Madison to the DMV to get the titles for our cars. We are trading them in when our new car comes in. Which will hopefully be around January or February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting a new Toyota Prius. It is one of those new hybrid cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Black%20Silver%20Prius.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Black%20Silver%20Prius.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The one we are getting will be either gold or gray (hopefully). You see there is such a high demand for these cars that people get what the get. I guess you can't be to picky. But for us there is no real hurry so we might get the color we wanted . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we went to look at one, which was in September, the waiting list was like 5-6 months long. And longer if you wanted something special add to it. We went with the basic, but even the basic was nice. It comes with power window and locks (a plus), CD player with 6 speakers, and a lot more as standard. It has a computer that shows how much gas you are using and some other stuff (standard).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The car don't even have a key. It has a kind of memory chip, you put it in where the key normally goes. Then you push a button to start it. The shift lever is on the dash board (very simple to use.) And it even has a button to push to park the car. And it is equipped with.... Something in the engine that keeps all the fluids warm. So when you start up the car in the middle of the winter, it will be instantly warm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is an awesome car and very high tech. And eventually we will be getting one. I can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know I just realized I was going to tell you some more about my job. Well maybe tomorrow. Right now I have other stuff to do. Then I will go to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113239109347960450?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113239109347960450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113239109347960450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113239109347960450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113239109347960450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday-november-18.html' title='Friday November 18.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113230512945683316</id><published>2005-11-18T02:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T03:32:31.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday November 17.. Yesterday was awesome!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had such an awesome day yesterday. I went and seen Bon Jovi in concert. And it was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/Jon_Bon_Jovi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/Jon_Bon_Jovi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to call in to work but it was well worth it. The only problem we had was getting to the parking ramp. Traffic was really bad, bumper to bumper, intersections were all clogged up, and it didn't help there was road construction in one little area where 3 lanes went into 1. But we made it and we got a decent parking spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't half as bad getting out because we waited a while in the Kole Center (that's were they played) and I bought 2 shirts and Todd bought a guitar pick. By the time we got out almost everyone was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had stayed at a hotel so we didn't have to dive that far. Before the concert we went into the pool and the hot tub. I don't think I have been in a pool since we went to Florida a couple years ago. I didn't even get a chance to use the hot tub that was in our room we had during the wedding night (for obvious reason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun, it was by far the greatest concert I have been to. I was a little disappointed that they didn't play 'Thank You For Loving Me'...That was our wedding song. But besides that it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did play a lot of older songs and of course songs from there new album ' Have A Nice Day'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/32_2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/32_2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did play my favorite song 'It's My Life', this is the song that made me love this group. I heard this on the radio once and the words like talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since I am here I should tell you about today too. YES I had to work, I almost didn't want to but I could use the money. I kind of wish I would have stayed home though because we were on Cryovac (I'll tell you about it tomorrow or at least the next time I post). At least I didn't have to stay 10 hours (I found someone to work for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home from Madison around 11:30 ish and I had to get my food ready for work. I then checked all my blogging stuff because I was unable to last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all for tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113230512945683316?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113230512945683316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113230512945683316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113230512945683316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113230512945683316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/thursday-november-17-yesterday-was.html' title='Thursday November 17.. Yesterday was awesome!!!'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113213390718010626</id><published>2005-11-15T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T03:38:27.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday November 15.... Work</title><content type='html'>Well today I was thinking 'why not tell everyone about my job in a little more detail.' So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work at A.M.P.I. or Associated Milk Producers Inc. In Wisconsin. I work as a line worker on second shift, hours are 3:00 to 11:00 Monday through Friday. We work an occasional Saturday and (my area) 10 hours once in awhile, when we have a lot of orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area I'm supposed to work in is the Natural Department. There are two sections to this department, the lines were they do bars (like 8 oz or 1 lbs) and the shredding area. There is also the Processing department, but I only work there occasionally when someone calls in sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lines where they do bars is where I'm normally supposed to work. They only run 2 shifts here (that' s why the occasional 10 hours) 3 rd shift cleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 3 lines that do bars, there used to be 4 but they took out one because we were getting slow. However lines 3 and 4 are the lines that run the most on second shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll tell you what we do on the lines. 3 and 4 are basically the same except line 4 sometimes does the longhorns or half moons as some like to call them. When doing normal bars there is 5 positions: 2 feeders, a spotter, and 2 boxers. The people on the line rotate every hour. There is also a cutter, a palitizer, a dumper, and a operator (they don't rotate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets start with the dumper. They are the ones who get the cheese ready for the cutter. They open these 700 lb blocks of cheese and cut them into slabs. They use these big suction things to lift the cheese and put it on a cart. They also scrape any mold found on the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutter then takes these carts of cheese and cuts them into smaller bars. (The cutting is all done by machines.) The machine has a arm that lifts a slab of cheese and puts it onto the machine. Another arm pushes this slab through harp* one. * A harp is something with wires (that cuts the cheese). The person who controls this machine takes off the extra, unneeded cheese and then has the machine push it through harp two, and that's where the bars are made. We do all types of sizes. But the main ones are the 8 oz and the 1 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cutting the bars, they end up on a (big) belt. This is where the feeders take over. The two feeders stand on opposite sides of the line facing each other. They take the cheese and feed it onto the line. The line has a (small) belt that goes to where the film* is and the spotter, spots** the cheese. (* The film is the packaging on the cheese.** the spotter moves the cheese so it is placed correctly on the film-meaning spotting.) The spotters job is to also fill in any holes left by the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through a machine that seals the package and places a special gas* inside, it goes down a different variety of small belts where labels and stickers are put on. (The gas is to keep the cheese fresh and to make it looked vacuumed packed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cheese is boxed and sent through a taper machine and palitized. The boxers job (besides boxing) is to look for bad cheese, cheese in the seals, codate, and make sure the right labels are on it, ect. They also weigh the boxes, if the order says to. Some companies are really picky when it comes to the weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we work on line 4 doing longhorn it is basically the same, but there is an extra position. After cutting the cheese, instead of going on to the big belt, a person puts the cheese into another cutter that makes the half moon shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line 1 is too, slightly different. Instead of the dumpers cutting the cheese into slabs, they cut it into blocks. There is 16, 40 lb blocks on a cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutter then picks up (by hand) these blocks of cheese and places it into a smaller sized cutting machine. It is still the same set up, the cheese going through the 2 harps. However there is a person standing at the end of the cutter and takes the cheese and places it onto the belt tat goes to the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also 1 feeder and no spotter, so the feeder has to be very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line 1 does random weight, meaning the cheese can be any weight and the boxes usually have to weigh 10 or 20 lb, depending on the order. Lines 3 and 4 are exact weights, meaning the cheese has to weigh about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh one more point there is no line 2 any more. It was a lot like line 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have time for tonight. I know you still may be a bit confused but unless you see the place for yourself , you won't know what I'm talking about exactly. I will post more (next time) about my job. Maybe I'll do shredding next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113213390718010626?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113213390718010626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113213390718010626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113213390718010626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113213390718010626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/tuesday-november-15-work.html' title='Tuesday November 15.... Work'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113196318594411972</id><published>2005-11-13T23:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T04:13:05.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday November 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well once again I didn't do a whole lot today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We went to Wal-Mart to get some groceries and stuff. And after we got home I cleaned up the yard and put all the Halloween stuff away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FUN-FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had created a picture for the picture contest I am in, here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It is supposed to be my character, Noels dream home. This is her home that was on Neptonian. I guess the dragons can be a type of transportation they used. This was pretty hard to create because there was a lot of erasing in tiny areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So this is about all I did today, Ohhh I did make some food for work. I cooked some chicken, made Rice-a-Roni, boiled some eggs, fried some potatoes, and cut up some fruit and veggies. Then I did all the dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I will probably be posting on my Noel blog tomorrow night, after work. I would have done it tonight but I'm still thinking on what to write, plus I wanted to get the picture done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well it's pretty late and I'm tired, so I guess this is all for tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113196318594411972?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113196318594411972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113196318594411972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113196318594411972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113196318594411972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/sunday-november-13.html' title='Sunday November 13'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113187287641701134</id><published>2005-11-12T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T03:07:56.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday November 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well today was fun. Todd and I went to Madison, he wanted to get a steering wheel for his play station 2. We went to the mall and there wasn't one there...however Santa was there already. So we ran over to Toys-R-Us and got one there. I wanted to go to Manards to get a tarp to cover Max's kennel. I hated shoveling the snow out of there during the winter. I also looked at the Christmas stuff, I was thinking about getting a fake tree this year but figured I will stick with a real one again. True a real tree is more work but it smells so good. I will however get a fake one before I have kids. I don't want my baby crawling on the floor eating needles. I also wanted to get a jumping or flying deer for outside, but they don't have them. I have seen them on E-Bay but the shipping is a killer. Maybe someday I will have eight reindeer and a sleigh. My Dad would have liked that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You see my Dad (actually Step Dad) was really into decorating for the holidays, especially outside. And he always wanted the eight reindeer with a sleigh. But he never got it, he died a couple years ago from a heart attack. So during the holidays I decorate outside, knowing I would have made him proud. Right now I think I have more decorations then he did and I add something new every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well to get back to today, we had also went to the pet store. Todd wanted to get some feeder fish for his Piranha and I needed some bird seed and treats for the cockatiels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Other then that I have done nothing. I wanted to get the yard racked and Halloween stuff put away. But by the time we got home it was raining and very windy. And right now it is so windy all my decorations out side are getting blown around and over, I just hope I don't lose nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well that about all for tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113187287641701134?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113187287641701134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113187287641701134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113187287641701134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113187287641701134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/saturday-november-12.html' title='Saturday November 12'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18893445.post-113178756466486386</id><published>2005-11-11T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:41:08.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday November 11...lets try this again.</title><content type='html'>Well this is my second attempt. I had another real life blog going but it somehow got deleted. I was really mad. I had a lot of neat stuff on there. But ohhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I will start by telling everyone a little bit about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Chelley, I'm 25 and live in Wisconsin. I just got married in September.&lt;br /&gt;I work at A.M.P.I. ( a cheese packing plant) I have been there 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really shy and quite, I also love animals mostly big cats. I collect tiger stuff and have a spare room filled with tiger things.&lt;br /&gt;I have a dog named Max, three cats named Smokey, Froto, and Misty. I also have two birds (cockatiels), two guinea Pigs, and a whole lot of fish.&lt;br /&gt;I have two older brothers Nathan and Ryan, and two younger sisters Samantha and Heather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all I have time for tonight. It's pretty late and I'm getting tired. I had to work 10 hours tonight, but I got to work with Todd (my husband). So it was kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll post almost everything I lost plus more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/1600/044616001206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4749/1859/320/044616001206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893445-113178756466486386?l=itsmyreallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/feeds/113178756466486386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893445&amp;postID=113178756466486386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113178756466486386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893445/posts/default/113178756466486386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyreallife.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday-november-11lets-try-this-again.html' title='Friday November 11...lets try this again.'/><author><name>Chelley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j137/neptonian/Pics%20I%20made/Noelwithguns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
