<?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-18362800</id><updated>2011-12-30T06:18:08.160-08:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>What Do I Have to Say?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>299</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6377813440281643360</id><published>2011-12-30T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:18:08.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Changes</title><content type='html'>2011 brought about lots of changes. &lt;br /&gt;Finished my first year in my new and totally fabulous position!&lt;br /&gt;Got I ratings at state with chamber &amp;amp; concert choir!&lt;br /&gt;Alex moved into his own place&lt;br /&gt;Mori got sick&lt;br /&gt;After 6 months, Mori passed on.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan made district band&lt;br /&gt;Aidan made district band&lt;br /&gt;Sean started an MBA program&lt;br /&gt;Sean loves his MBA program&lt;br /&gt;We met and fell in love with Barkley!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6377813440281643360?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6377813440281643360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6377813440281643360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6377813440281643360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6377813440281643360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/12/lots-of-changes.html' title='Lots of Changes'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8874586869057917563</id><published>2011-11-25T11:40:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:40:55.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401142557/" title="IMAG0077"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6228/6401142557_803261e525.jpg" alt="IMAG0077 by murphymomx3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401142557/"&gt;IMAG0077&lt;/a&gt;, a photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/"&gt;murphymomx3&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think he loves it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8874586869057917563?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8874586869057917563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8874586869057917563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8874586869057917563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8874586869057917563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/11/roman.html' title='Roman'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-7599190213994921654</id><published>2011-11-25T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:40:29.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything Goes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401138289/" title="IMAG0074"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6401138289_4b2eb09947.jpg" alt="IMAG0074 by murphymomx3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401138289/"&gt;IMAG0074&lt;/a&gt;, a photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/"&gt;murphymomx3&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-7599190213994921654?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7599190213994921654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=7599190213994921654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7599190213994921654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7599190213994921654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/11/anything-goes.html' title='Anything Goes!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3533009744726851541</id><published>2011-11-25T11:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:39:56.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401129217/" title="IMAG0068"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6098/6401129217_a72c500230.jpg" alt="IMAG0068 by murphymomx3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401129217/"&gt;IMAG0068&lt;/a&gt;, a photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/"&gt;murphymomx3&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Letter jacket!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3533009744726851541?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3533009744726851541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3533009744726851541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3533009744726851541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3533009744726851541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/11/ethan.html' title='Ethan'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3764763971738003070</id><published>2011-11-25T11:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:42:36.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barkley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.6em; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 0.8em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a title="IMAG0065" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401125387/"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMAG0065 by murphymomx3" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6401125387_49a9d68b77.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/6401125387/"&gt;IMAG0065&lt;/a&gt;, a photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/"&gt;murphymomx3&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Barkley&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3764763971738003070?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3764763971738003070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3764763971738003070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3764763971738003070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3764763971738003070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/11/imag0065.html' title='Barkley'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3593475364891459079</id><published>2011-11-25T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:41:49.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Very</title><content type='html'>On Friday, October 21st, our family welcomed a new puppy to our home. To say that Barkley has healed our hearts is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan got his much wanted letterman's jacket. He made all-district choir and all-district band this fall! He is auditioning for all-state band next week. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a student selected for all-state choir as an alternate! Very happy and hope it's the first of many to come. I had 23 students make all-district choir which is the most we've ever taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean is working on his MBA and loves studying &amp;amp; learning although I don't think he'd admit that to just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is loving life at the moment. What a change from 7th grade. He's an ambassador and just found out he made the district band for middle school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex is still loving living on his own. He seems happy and is going back to school this spring. I can't wait to see what he decides to study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I directed another play with Denise. The kids did a fantastic job and fun was had by all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3593475364891459079?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3593475364891459079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3593475364891459079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3593475364891459079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3593475364891459079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-very.html' title='So Very'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3757213019686328094</id><published>2011-10-12T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:17:17.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss my dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3757213019686328094?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3757213019686328094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3757213019686328094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3757213019686328094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3757213019686328094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-my-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2582888701520215608</id><published>2011-10-07T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:32:04.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTps5O3bAMk/To83dAIPEgI/AAAAAAAABnA/uWq-cD3uipI/s1600/IM000184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660804228018278914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTps5O3bAMk/To83dAIPEgI/AAAAAAAABnA/uWq-cD3uipI/s320/IM000184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mori was the best of the best. A gift in every way. Rest my loved friend. I already miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2582888701520215608?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2582888701520215608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2582888701520215608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2582888701520215608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2582888701520215608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/10/mori.html' title='Mori'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTps5O3bAMk/To83dAIPEgI/AAAAAAAABnA/uWq-cD3uipI/s72-c/IM000184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1742408528746327578</id><published>2011-08-19T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:14:27.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to Be Back</title><content type='html'>Just finished the first week back to school. Very tiring but verrrry satisfying! I can't believe I get to do what I do all day long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1742408528746327578?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1742408528746327578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1742408528746327578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1742408528746327578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1742408528746327578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-to-be-back.html' title='Good to Be Back'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2129482852025612973</id><published>2011-07-27T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T10:23:55.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Finished</title><content type='html'>I just finished 3 great books! I have been reading reading reading for the last few days and Oh how I love a good book!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major Pettigrew's Last Stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shanghai Girls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peony in Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am starting &lt;em&gt;Homeland&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2129482852025612973?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2129482852025612973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2129482852025612973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2129482852025612973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2129482852025612973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-finished.html' title='Just Finished'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1303837728751206658</id><published>2011-07-20T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T06:13:07.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting There</title><content type='html'>I'm getting ready. Getting ready. Ready to get out of town for a week. Ready to get back to a schedule. Ready to start the new school year. Ready to enjoy the last bit of summer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1303837728751206658?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1303837728751206658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1303837728751206658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1303837728751206658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1303837728751206658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-there.html' title='Getting There'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8135509392576214770</id><published>2011-07-15T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T10:07:13.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blues</title><content type='html'>For me, Facebook has become a place where I go and feel unhappy with my life. I used to love reading about what my friends were doing. Now, I just feel unhappy with what I'm not doing. Everyone's life sounds so exciting compared to mine. Vacations, business trips, hanging out with friends, dinner dates, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the issue is I am spending WAY too much time reading about all the fabulous plans everyone has. WAY too much time. When I look back at this summer, I'm afraid I will remember it as the summer of indecision and unhappiness. Not how I want to be living my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plenty of things to do in my own fabulous life. Plenty. The problem is, none of them sound or look glamorous or exciting when compared to trips abroad, trips to the coast, and just trips to the nearest city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't post everything I do on facebook. I don't want to live my life so publicly. I don't post every single picture I take or every single thing I do throughout the day. Way too public for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of worrying about what everyone else is doing, I need to get busy living my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8135509392576214770?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8135509392576214770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8135509392576214770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8135509392576214770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8135509392576214770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/07/blues.html' title='Blues'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6947691141460657255</id><published>2011-06-30T11:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:56:59.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider</title><content type='html'>I guess I have to consider it a job well done that my oldest is moving into his own place this weekend. I guess we (sean &amp;amp; i) did our best with him and that he is &lt;strong&gt;able&lt;/strong&gt; to move into his own place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This parenting thing is ... not sure what the right word is. I can't believe how much energy time passion love emotions sweat worry grief joy pride and regret I have put into this relationship only to have him move out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, it's really the goal from the start! My head keeps telling me that but my heart is screaming something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm excited for him and happy for him and happy that his younger brothers will no longer have to share a room (YIPPPPEEEE) I can't help but be a wee bit sad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I keep reminding myself to consider the job I've done and sigh a big sigh when I remember it's only 3 more years until the next one will be ready to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6947691141460657255?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6947691141460657255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6947691141460657255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6947691141460657255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6947691141460657255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/06/consider.html' title='Consider'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5034744455382310684</id><published>2011-06-17T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:42:21.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just</title><content type='html'>be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5034744455382310684?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5034744455382310684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5034744455382310684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5034744455382310684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5034744455382310684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/06/just.html' title='just'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3383534423347642310</id><published>2011-05-19T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T18:31:09.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winding Down</title><content type='html'>Whew! This semester has been a whirlwind of contests, concerts and rehearsals! I had NO idea how busy I was going to be! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I could not be happier. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3383534423347642310?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3383534423347642310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3383534423347642310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3383534423347642310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3383534423347642310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/05/winding-down.html' title='Winding Down'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5456888334263736056</id><published>2011-03-25T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:24:23.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One!</title><content type='html'>Ones for both choirs!  Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5456888334263736056?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5456888334263736056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5456888334263736056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5456888334263736056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5456888334263736056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/03/one.html' title='One!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-7112906116414868273</id><published>2011-03-17T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:45:28.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Today, one of my students told me thank you.  He looked me in the eye and told me thank you.  It was one of the nicest things I have ever had said to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-7112906116414868273?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7112906116414868273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=7112906116414868273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7112906116414868273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7112906116414868273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1062725807263762130</id><published>2011-03-10T20:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T20:51:09.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbroken</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I am heartbroken.  My friend lost her father tonight.  He had not been ill, so it was completely unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never miss the opportunity to tell the people in your life that you love them.  Never.  We do not know when it will be our time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?  Are you spending your time with people you love doing the things you love?  I am.  I spent many years not doing so, but finally, I know that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and her family are in my prayers.  May they know the peace that passes all understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1062725807263762130?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1062725807263762130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1062725807263762130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1062725807263762130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1062725807263762130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/03/heartbroken.html' title='Heartbroken'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2384253036640320994</id><published>2011-02-27T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:41:20.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly</title><content type='html'>Another award show?  Another opportunity to watch famous people give themsevles more awards and praise? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about an award show for people that help people.  Really help people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't work would it.  There's no money or glamour in helping kids learn how to read, or helping special needs children learn to feed themselves, or facilitating learning.  We can't sell commericals for that!  Who would want to buy a beautiful ball gown or put on a tuxedo for that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2384253036640320994?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2384253036640320994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2384253036640320994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2384253036640320994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2384253036640320994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/02/honestly.html' title='Honestly'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2960220882131897365</id><published>2011-02-27T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:36:05.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of people that I call friend. According to facebook, I have 463 "friends". How is it then, that I have no one I talk to on a daily basis except for my husband and children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my new job, I spend most of the day talking to my students and not other teachers. Maybe it's because I work with much older kids now and you can actually talk to them (not about personal things, calm down)and I don't really work with a team. It took me a few days to get used to this new level of interaction. Older kids are much more into who you are and what you think and they watch EVERY move you make. In my new position, I'm much more isolated from other adults, well except for Dee. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not a good friend. Maybe the people I used to think were my friends were really just people I saw at work and we were work friends.  Adult friendship is tricky.  Balancing family time, work time, personal time and friend time.  Maybe I'm just being sensitive and blah blah blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2960220882131897365?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2960220882131897365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2960220882131897365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2960220882131897365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2960220882131897365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/02/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3999580782287169362</id><published>2011-02-25T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T20:57:35.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books &amp; Things</title><content type='html'>Just finished reading "The Last Chinese Chef".  I can't remember the last time I so enjoyed a book.  I learned about Chinese cooking, meal preparation and some Chinese history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started working on "Into the Woods" with the TSU theater department.  Great cast - going to be another wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for contest... lots to learn about entering events in the computer, making sure the song selections are on the PML, entering the right number of groups and solos, getting everyone to practice, memorizing GERMAN, scheduling ensembles to practice when EVERYONE is present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just because I didn't have enough going on, I started a show choir.  Yes, that's right, a show choir.  Some of my happiest memories of high school were show choir.  I know that going to those rehearsals and play practice were the only things that kept me alive at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why I'm really writing all of this down, but wanted to keep track of what's going on in my life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3999580782287169362?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3999580782287169362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3999580782287169362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3999580782287169362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3999580782287169362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/02/books-things.html' title='Books &amp; Things'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-4785414955702640807</id><published>2011-02-03T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:18:59.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrHCn18B-I/AAAAAAAABiI/9WWo_PcECw4/s1600/blizzard%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569482737065920482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrHCn18B-I/AAAAAAAABiI/9WWo_PcECw4/s320/blizzard%2B2011%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrHCGTx2qI/AAAAAAAABiA/jka96eBVlmw/s1600/blizzard%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569482728064277154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrHCGTx2qI/AAAAAAAABiA/jka96eBVlmw/s320/blizzard%2B2011%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrHByNASxI/AAAAAAAABh4/20kFnPNo4Qo/s1600/blizzard%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569482722667154194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrHByNASxI/AAAAAAAABh4/20kFnPNo4Qo/s320/blizzard%2B2011%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrFYeRpetI/AAAAAAAABhw/9pv968Rct5E/s1600/blizzard%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569480913431657170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrFYeRpetI/AAAAAAAABhw/9pv968Rct5E/s320/blizzard%2B2011%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on snow day #3.  And to add insult to injury, it is -16 this morning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-4785414955702640807?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4785414955702640807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=4785414955702640807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4785414955702640807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4785414955702640807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TUrHCn18B-I/AAAAAAAABiI/9WWo_PcECw4/s72-c/blizzard%2B2011%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-4502791270991424594</id><published>2011-01-20T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:30:15.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my 21st wedding anniversary.  Twenty-one years.  Whee!  It's been quite a ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-4502791270991424594?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4502791270991424594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=4502791270991424594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4502791270991424594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4502791270991424594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-is-my-21st-wedding-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3751123286219475187</id><published>2011-01-03T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T09:08:36.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Ever (that i can remember)</title><content type='html'>Today marks the end of the Christmas/New Year break. Instead of dreading going back to work, I am actually feeling.... joyful. Yes, joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made these over break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557984042478404034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TSHtCgc3AcI/AAAAAAAABhk/BVE7GjHO71M/s400/finished%2Bobjects%2B006.JPG" /&gt;They are ornaments for my boys. Love them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched movies, played card games, played a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keytar&lt;/span&gt;(rock band 3), cooked, laughed, played banjo, played guitar, sang, cleaned, loved and dreamed these past 10 days. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dad came for Christmas. It was the first Christmas morning I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spent&lt;/span&gt; with him since I was in 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. It was good to have him here with my family. Oddly enough, I don't think I took any pictures. Instead, I just enjoyed the moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3751123286219475187?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3751123286219475187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3751123286219475187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3751123286219475187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3751123286219475187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-ever-that-i-can-remember.html' title='Best Ever (that i can remember)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TSHtCgc3AcI/AAAAAAAABhk/BVE7GjHO71M/s72-c/finished%2Bobjects%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8756435346297776673</id><published>2010-12-28T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T18:54:42.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Very Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqire4b2OI/AAAAAAAABhc/Y3HwO6QHmg4/s1600/Eagle%2BScout%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555931958222772450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqire4b2OI/AAAAAAAABhc/Y3HwO6QHmg4/s400/Eagle%2BScout%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqirMH5WCI/AAAAAAAABhU/_MNiFDRZWQY/s1600/Eagle%2BScout%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555931953187346466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqirMH5WCI/AAAAAAAABhU/_MNiFDRZWQY/s400/Eagle%2BScout%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqiq9PkCZI/AAAAAAAABhM/7AFd7IWYGo8/s1600/Eagle%2BScout%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555931949192972690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqiq9PkCZI/AAAAAAAABhM/7AFd7IWYGo8/s400/Eagle%2BScout%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqiqjwf1WI/AAAAAAAABhE/g6w6O9_4Hns/s1600/Eagle%2BScout%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555931942351787362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqiqjwf1WI/AAAAAAAABhE/g6w6O9_4Hns/s400/Eagle%2BScout%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqiqcJeDZI/AAAAAAAABg8/q1polzKteUI/s1600/Eagle%2BScout%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555931940309044626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqiqcJeDZI/AAAAAAAABg8/q1polzKteUI/s400/Eagle%2BScout%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8756435346297776673?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8756435346297776673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8756435346297776673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8756435346297776673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8756435346297776673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-very-proud.html' title='So Very Proud'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TRqire4b2OI/AAAAAAAABhc/Y3HwO6QHmg4/s72-c/Eagle%2BScout%2B013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3686408473625863906</id><published>2010-12-27T08:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T08:44:53.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting Socks</title><content type='html'>Christmas 2010 was a good one.  New phones, new clothes, and first Christmas with my dad since I was in 8th grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knitting socks is my plan for break.  Alex really, really wants me to knit him socks so I must oblige!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3686408473625863906?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3686408473625863906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3686408473625863906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3686408473625863906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3686408473625863906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/12/knitting-socks.html' title='Knitting Socks'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6910554550109875792</id><published>2010-12-15T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:13:54.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stuff That Dreams...</title><content type='html'>Tonight was a dream and a prayer come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so very very blessed. Making music with people, sharing music with kids young and old, spending all day singing, talking about, listening to, practicing music... so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is spite of myself, I am right where I'm supposed to be, doing what I was meant to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6910554550109875792?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6910554550109875792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6910554550109875792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6910554550109875792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6910554550109875792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/12/stuff-that-dreams.html' title='The Stuff That Dreams...'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2324565314771401783</id><published>2010-12-12T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T11:01:00.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>I would love to know why/how all the lights for our Christmas tree magically stop working over the year while sitting in storage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2324565314771401783?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2324565314771401783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2324565314771401783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2324565314771401783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2324565314771401783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3842995859263018731</id><published>2010-12-08T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:22:00.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is wrong with some people.  Their mom's obviously didn't tell them what mine did... if you can't say something nice, keep your f-ing mouth shut.  (my mom didn't say the f-word but it needed to be said here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3842995859263018731?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3842995859263018731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3842995859263018731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3842995859263018731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3842995859263018731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/12/honestly.html' title='Honestly'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5421293930514989622</id><published>2010-11-21T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T08:01:30.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TOlCH8gjl0I/AAAAAAAABgw/OyixwQA85wE/s1600/King%2B%2526%2BI%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542033520725301058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TOlCH8gjl0I/AAAAAAAABgw/OyixwQA85wE/s400/King%2B%2526%2BI%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayer was answered! I am so blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5421293930514989622?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5421293930514989622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5421293930514989622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5421293930514989622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5421293930514989622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/11/answered.html' title='Answered'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TOlCH8gjl0I/AAAAAAAABgw/OyixwQA85wE/s72-c/King%2B%2526%2BI%2B020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3256276705271505510</id><published>2010-11-05T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T18:17:25.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joke Is On Me</title><content type='html'>I knew I would love this new job.  I knew it but I know I didn't understand how it might change my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired.  Bone tired.  I am tired from working so hard to herd 90 very bright, very outgoing, very ALIVE high school students every afternoon.  I am tired from having 4 rehearsals before school each week.  I am tired from play practice every evening until 9ishPM(next week until 10PMish).  I am tired from being "0n" the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't see coming...    I didn't expect to love 6th and 7th and 8th graders with as much passion as I do.  They are the start of my day and the zany, creative, inquisitive, funny, curious, appreciative students I have are such a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn't expect to worry and care and fret over my high school students.  I had several students struggle with life this week... eligibility, getting kicked out of their home, car accidents, grades, college decisions, and depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I am taking 8 students to a music festival.  Six of these students are eligible to audition for the All State Choir.  No matter the outcome, they are All State in my heart.  I am so blessed to get to be a part of this with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the days and weeks and months that I despaired that I wouldn't ever feel the joy and pain and fulfillment and exhaustion that I feel right now...  Silly, silly me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3256276705271505510?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3256276705271505510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3256276705271505510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3256276705271505510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3256276705271505510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/11/joke-is-on-me.html' title='The Joke Is On Me'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-7740667430409765496</id><published>2010-11-02T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T14:19:58.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!</title><content type='html'>Just having one of those days. I guess I now understand that "those" days or moments only help me to better appreciate the other days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-7740667430409765496?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7740667430409765496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=7740667430409765496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7740667430409765496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7740667430409765496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/11/argh.html' title='ARGH!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2895885867882353277</id><published>2010-10-12T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:37:43.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Minutes</title><content type='html'>Just wait 5 minutes.  Things will be better.  And if they aren't, wait 5 more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2895885867882353277?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2895885867882353277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2895885867882353277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2895885867882353277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2895885867882353277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-minutes.html' title='5 Minutes'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8013841571365952364</id><published>2010-10-10T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T11:45:17.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>Fall is my favorite season. Love the cooler temps, chill in the air, color of the landscape, color orange, pumpkin spiced EVERYTHING, and knowing the holidays are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am older, the one thing about fall I don't like is the political season. How people can call themself a Christian and be so unloving is something I cannot fathom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8013841571365952364?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8013841571365952364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8013841571365952364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8013841571365952364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8013841571365952364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-497384149093558317</id><published>2010-10-02T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T06:25:36.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still</title><content type='html'>lovin' every minute of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-497384149093558317?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/497384149093558317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=497384149093558317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/497384149093558317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/497384149093558317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/10/still.html' title='Still'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2972063251104213482</id><published>2010-08-16T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T04:49:47.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have pinched myself and I know I am awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to play, sing, listen, talk about, teach, think about music all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2972063251104213482?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2972063251104213482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2972063251104213482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2972063251104213482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2972063251104213482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-pinched-myself-and-i-know-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1298361202652687397</id><published>2010-08-08T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T10:18:22.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mf1CdWcI/AAAAAAAABgM/itW1tc4AYkw/s1600/August+2010+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503089229181049282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mf1CdWcI/AAAAAAAABgM/itW1tc4AYkw/s400/August+2010+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This summer, our vacation plans changed at the last minute.  We decided to head to Chicago and spend some time with my sister and her family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mfvT99uI/AAAAAAAABgE/ql959hAskpU/s1600/August+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503089227643877090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mfvT99uI/AAAAAAAABgE/ql959hAskpU/s400/August+2010+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mfCzNUzI/AAAAAAAABf8/raCH43gg56A/s1600/August+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503089215695311666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mfCzNUzI/AAAAAAAABf8/raCH43gg56A/s400/August+2010+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mezIpNWI/AAAAAAAABf0/_y8cEGra4iE/s1600/August+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503089211490252130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mezIpNWI/AAAAAAAABf0/_y8cEGra4iE/s400/August+2010+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mea9QSnI/AAAAAAAABfs/dyVi8L9TTVc/s1600/August+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503089205000030834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mea9QSnI/AAAAAAAABfs/dyVi8L9TTVc/s400/August+2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to the city the first day there. I used to spend a lot of time downtown when I was a student at Illinois State University. Part of me would love to live there. Another part of me was very grateful to arrive back in Kirksville.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1298361202652687397?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1298361202652687397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1298361202652687397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1298361202652687397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1298361202652687397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/08/city.html' title='City'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TF7mf1CdWcI/AAAAAAAABgM/itW1tc4AYkw/s72-c/August+2010+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6077394272453670869</id><published>2010-07-29T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T17:04:45.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Favorites</title><content type='html'>Do you have favorites?  Favorite food, books, clothes, color, music, people? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes these things your favorite?  Habit?  Familiarity?  P0pularity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in pain this summer and trying to figure out why.  Why am I in pain?  Why am I sad?  Today, I realized it's because I am not a favorite.  And it hurts.  It hurts to inhale and exhale.  I have to be careful to not breathe too deeply or I might crack open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things I could do to make myself a favorite, but I cannot bring myself to do them.  It goes against everything I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6077394272453670869?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6077394272453670869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6077394272453670869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6077394272453670869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6077394272453670869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-favorites.html' title='Playing Favorites'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-9048052043107623964</id><published>2010-07-27T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T08:02:23.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>I don't think I've ever done so much laundry in my life!  Or cooking!  Or cleaning!  Or laundry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are playing two different sports in each day, you have to change your shirt 3 times... sweat soaked doesn't even begin to describe how the shirts are coming home!  Ick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the socks!  OMG the socks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-9048052043107623964?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/9048052043107623964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=9048052043107623964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/9048052043107623964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/9048052043107623964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-i-spent-my-summer-vacation.html' title='How I Spent My Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3426957629647392673</id><published>2010-07-24T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T10:12:32.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 on the 24th</title><content type='html'>Well the test was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan won 4th place in show me games tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cleaning my house... no one is home but me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in 24 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got A LOT to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited doesn't even begin to describe how I'm feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3426957629647392673?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3426957629647392673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3426957629647392673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3426957629647392673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3426957629647392673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-24.html' title='24 on the 24th'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2773066010641131139</id><published>2010-07-14T15:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:46:34.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32</title><content type='html'>days is a long time to be without a car.   Especially when you live in a town without public transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sayin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2773066010641131139?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2773066010641131139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2773066010641131139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2773066010641131139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2773066010641131139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/07/32.html' title='32'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5236677755376221189</id><published>2010-07-07T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:12:17.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TDUJNHsVn_I/AAAAAAAABfk/DRbrue9GlwM/s1600/june+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491305441656152050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TDUJNHsVn_I/AAAAAAAABfk/DRbrue9GlwM/s400/june+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been busy... I can't wait to felt and line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5236677755376221189?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5236677755376221189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5236677755376221189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5236677755376221189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5236677755376221189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/07/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/TDUJNHsVn_I/AAAAAAAABfk/DRbrue9GlwM/s72-c/june+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8481591696474967575</id><published>2010-07-06T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T07:19:19.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days In</title><content type='html'>Already, this month is looking better than the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8481591696474967575?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8481591696474967575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8481591696474967575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8481591696474967575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8481591696474967575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-days-in.html' title='5 Days In'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6471965451861903214</id><published>2010-06-23T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:53:29.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This month, so far, can just bite me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6471965451861903214?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6471965451861903214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6471965451861903214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6471965451861903214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6471965451861903214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-month-so-far-can-just-bite-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6193699701469187771</id><published>2010-06-18T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T12:48:57.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No joke</title><content type='html'>Not even kidding... just washed a pack of gum.  Totally my fault too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6193699701469187771?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6193699701469187771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6193699701469187771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6193699701469187771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6193699701469187771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-joke.html' title='No joke'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-779214973142363702</id><published>2010-06-17T05:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T05:16:31.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For me, Facebook is a great place to make sure you feel worse than you already do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-779214973142363702?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/779214973142363702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=779214973142363702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/779214973142363702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/779214973142363702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-me-facebook-is-great-place-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2172729443901844991</id><published>2010-06-16T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T06:29:29.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided I am not good at suffering silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2172729443901844991?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2172729443901844991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2172729443901844991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2172729443901844991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2172729443901844991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-decided-i-am-not-good-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3736926076244471915</id><published>2010-06-13T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T10:09:50.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>Life is just what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who should come to our rescue?  Our oldest son, Alex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down car (twice).  Rain/thunderstorm.  No mechanics open past noon.  One hour away from home.  Three families stop on the freeway to help (all Kirksville families)!  No yelling.  No arguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you go to sleep, say a little prayer.  Every day in every way it's getting better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jlennon - beautiful boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3736926076244471915?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3736926076244471915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3736926076244471915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3736926076244471915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3736926076244471915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/06/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-4127756019447938696</id><published>2010-06-01T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:53:20.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Hatter</title><content type='html'>Why is that break has just started and I already feel behind.  Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got lots to do... lots I want to do and lots I need to do.  Now that the dust has settled a bit, I am making a plan to get it all done and still have time to just chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-4127756019447938696?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4127756019447938696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=4127756019447938696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4127756019447938696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4127756019447938696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/06/mad-hatter.html' title='Mad Hatter'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5916173682174126426</id><published>2010-05-29T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:42:50.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>I love the idea of my family visiting me.  I have come to the realization that the actual visit is never as pleasant as I anticipate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5916173682174126426?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5916173682174126426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5916173682174126426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5916173682174126426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5916173682174126426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/05/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1755407508007087163</id><published>2010-05-27T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T18:55:22.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>I feel so blessed, so lucky, so grateful so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been praying for me, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;If you've been sending me vibes, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that if we step out in faith, if we follow our dreams, ask for help, if we put ourselves out there, good things will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting this job - getting to work with kids and sing, play and listen to music everyday is a dream come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1755407508007087163?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1755407508007087163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1755407508007087163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1755407508007087163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1755407508007087163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/05/home.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-7449958398130798446</id><published>2010-05-19T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:13:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh</title><content type='html'>please please please please please please please please pleasepleaseplease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-7449958398130798446?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7449958398130798446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=7449958398130798446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7449958398130798446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7449958398130798446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh_19.html' title='Oh'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1128051046119200280</id><published>2010-05-11T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:56:34.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Big</title><content type='html'>I am dreaming big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that good things will happen for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1128051046119200280?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1128051046119200280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1128051046119200280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1128051046119200280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1128051046119200280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/05/dream-big.html' title='Dream Big'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-4470278174062268999</id><published>2010-05-06T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:43:51.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh</title><content type='html'>So that's where you've been.  Welcome back good news.  Welcome back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-4470278174062268999?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4470278174062268999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=4470278174062268999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4470278174062268999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4470278174062268999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh.html' title='Oh'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1756554646322877849</id><published>2010-05-04T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T17:03:48.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>I'm doing it!  Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1756554646322877849?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1756554646322877849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1756554646322877849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1756554646322877849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1756554646322877849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6071207958397470281</id><published>2010-04-27T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:10:08.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey 19</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to meet you on April 23rd but you were late. I was so anxious and excited to finally meet you, learn your name and get to know you as a person. But you weren't quite ready for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, my doctor sent me to the hospital and told me that you were on your way. Many, many, many hours later you decided to make an appearance. 44 and 1/2 hours later to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my surprise to learn you were not who we were expecting. All along, we had been preparing for a girl. The nurse told us that, the doctor told us that and your heartbeat told us that. You showed us all that the best things in life are sometime the least expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't even know you were to be until you were 18 1/2 weeks along. Again, imagine my surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I had begun to doubt ever having another surprise. I had lost your brother only a year before this and another sibling earlier that year. I think you kept yourself hidden for so long to keep me from worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name came from a frantic trip to a bookstore on your due date. I had decided, much to your father's chagrin that the name we had picked for a son wasn't the right name. So, off to the bookstore at the mall to pick another name. I know this sounds like there wasn't a lot of thought put into picking your name but that is not the case. Your middle name comes from two of the finest men I have ever had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to know and to call grandpa. Your dad and I both loved our grandpa's and wanted you to carry that love with you. Your first name is a name of greatness. It is Greek in origin and means man's defender, warrior. You my son, are living up to that name. Anyone that knows you or has taken the time to get to know you understands what a warrior and defender of men you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still see my grandma's face when she first saw you in the airport. She was so excited and proud and in awe of you. She loved you from the moment she knew you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for your grandma, my mom... I will never forget the look on her face when she first saw you. All she could say was how beautiful you were. My mom loved being a mom but she is truly in her element being a grandma. You have been such a gift for her life. And the biggest part of that is the hope you brought to her. Hope that her life could once again be happy. Hope in watching you grow and learn and love. You are the best gift I could ever have given her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad we finally got to meet 19 years ago today. You have changed my life in more ways than you will ever know, well at least until you become a dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6071207958397470281?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6071207958397470281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6071207958397470281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6071207958397470281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6071207958397470281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-19.html' title='Hey 19'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5859955375023773025</id><published>2010-04-25T16:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:59:06.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frat</title><content type='html'>I want to remember last night so I'm going to write about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadwood was asked to play for a frat party... something about a Don Ho celebration.  We laughed and talked about how &lt;strong&gt;starting&lt;/strong&gt; to play at 10:30pm was going to test our endurance.  I took a nap so that I would be wide awake and ready to sing my heart out late into the night, or early into the morning as it happened to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining, pouring actually when my husband dropped me off at the frat house.  Luckily, I have overcome my fear of going places alone and trying to find people I know when I arrive at the designated spot.  Actually, this is a fear I forced myself to work through in college.  Long before I knew what cognitive therapy was I was engaging in my own private practice with myself as my client. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, upon arrival, I found 2 of my bandmates and they showed me where we would be performing.  Entering the house was like stepping back in time.  The noise, the smells, the mess, the energy, the bodies... none of it had changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait for the band playing before us to wrap up their set.  While we waited I spoke with some of the most polite young men I've met in a long time.  Two of them were sober working.  I didn't know what that meant and they explained that they stayed sober so their friends could get drunk and not have to worry about the cops, noise, or being safe.  It was their job to worry and control the crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One young man, Kevin let me use the bathroom in his room when he found out that the bathroom in the commons was beyond use.  Kevin, your kindness will not be forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we started our set, the real fun began.  The crowd loved us!  They danced, cheered, sang along, encouraged, smiled and had such a great time!  We played and played and played into the wee hours of the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I fully understand why going to frat parties is best done when you are in your late teens/early twenties.  Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5859955375023773025?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5859955375023773025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5859955375023773025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5859955375023773025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5859955375023773025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/04/frat.html' title='Frat'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3064243892978206613</id><published>2010-04-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:00:53.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/phenomenal-woman/"&gt;Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click the link... it's worth it i promise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3064243892978206613?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3064243892978206613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3064243892978206613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3064243892978206613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3064243892978206613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/04/phenomenal-woman-by-maya-angelou.html' title='Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-358809510351100684</id><published>2010-04-23T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:21:19.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Payment, Kiss or Even a Thank You</title><content type='html'>Ever heard that saying... nothing like getting screwed and not getting kissed, thanked or paid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what that feels like and I am beyond done.  You can screw with me but not my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially not my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-358809510351100684?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/358809510351100684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=358809510351100684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/358809510351100684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/358809510351100684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-payment-kiss-or-even-thank-you.html' title='No Payment, Kiss or Even a Thank You'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5146703026271071621</id><published>2010-04-21T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:24:52.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Month</title><content type='html'>In honor of National Poetry Month....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother to Son&lt;br /&gt;Langston Hughes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, son, I'll tell you:&lt;br /&gt;Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.&lt;br /&gt;It's had tacks in it,&lt;br /&gt;And splinters,&lt;br /&gt;And boards torn up,&lt;br /&gt;And places with no carpet on the floor -&lt;br /&gt;Bare.&lt;br /&gt;But all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'se been a-climbin' on,&lt;br /&gt;And reachin' landin's,&lt;br /&gt;And turnin' corners,&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes goin' in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Where there ain't been no light.&lt;br /&gt;So, boy, don't you turn back.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you set down on the steps.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you find it's kinder hard.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you fall now -&lt;br /&gt;For I'se still goin', honey,&lt;br /&gt;I'se still climbin',&lt;br /&gt;And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5146703026271071621?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5146703026271071621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5146703026271071621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5146703026271071621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5146703026271071621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/04/poetry-month.html' title='Poetry Month'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5779684093419783089</id><published>2010-04-14T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T06:08:11.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away</title><content type='html'>It's days like these that I so miss living near family.  Sick kids, work stress and no one to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5779684093419783089?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5779684093419783089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5779684093419783089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5779684093419783089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5779684093419783089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/04/far-away.html' title='Far Away'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-4354094502051953614</id><published>2010-03-28T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:59:08.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://65redroses.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://65redroses.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an organ donor.  Are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-4354094502051953614?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4354094502051953614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=4354094502051953614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4354094502051953614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4354094502051953614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/03/wordless.html' title='Wordless'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-288251626158382188</id><published>2010-03-20T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T07:42:03.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth or Myth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S6TeHLzp1VI/AAAAAAAABfc/SYeFy9hPPac/s1600-h/March+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450725664035034450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S6TeHLzp1VI/AAAAAAAABfc/SYeFy9hPPac/s400/March+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-288251626158382188?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/288251626158382188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=288251626158382188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/288251626158382188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/288251626158382188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/03/truth-or-myth.html' title='Truth or Myth?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S6TeHLzp1VI/AAAAAAAABfc/SYeFy9hPPac/s72-c/March+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6199832118724697329</id><published>2010-03-16T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:04:50.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My</title><content type='html'>Today has been such a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt physically good for the first time in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to hang with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but it's a good tired.  Tired from doing things I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6199832118724697329?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6199832118724697329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6199832118724697329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6199832118724697329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6199832118724697329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-my.html' title='Oh My'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8336494616540933959</id><published>2010-03-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T11:20:41.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up at 6, Down at 11</title><content type='html'>I figure I spend less than 1/2 my awake time at work each day.  Yet, I allow work to occupy much more of my thought time and emotional energy than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been someone that wanted a job that defines me.  I'd like to think that I am much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being on break for a week, I see that I am allowing myself to be defined by my work.  And it's going to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what I do.  I worked hard to further my education.  I believe passionately in what I do.  Yet, it is not all that I do.  It is not all that I am passionate about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow, I'm not going to complain about being back at school.  I had a lovely break and I'm glad I got some me time.  What happens, happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8336494616540933959?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8336494616540933959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8336494616540933959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8336494616540933959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8336494616540933959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/03/up-at-6-down-at-11.html' title='Up at 6, Down at 11'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8782698710105484596</id><published>2010-03-09T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:42:39.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>How the hell did I end up living in a town where Wal-Mart is the place to shop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8782698710105484596?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8782698710105484596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8782698710105484596' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8782698710105484596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8782698710105484596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/03/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2391234093871989111</id><published>2010-02-28T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:20:04.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose in a Fisted Glove</title><content type='html'>Am I living a life that I love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself this question all the time.  Today, my answer is yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2391234093871989111?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2391234093871989111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2391234093871989111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2391234093871989111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2391234093871989111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/02/rose-in-fisted-glove.html' title='Rose in a Fisted Glove'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3858970041755195952</id><published>2010-02-21T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T10:33:05.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhymes with Cup-O-Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S4F7_b03fOI/AAAAAAAABfQ/idDKXkeDMvI/s1600-h/february+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440766154571742434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S4F7_b03fOI/AAAAAAAABfQ/idDKXkeDMvI/s400/february+2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very own Clapotis. I LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3858970041755195952?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3858970041755195952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3858970041755195952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3858970041755195952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3858970041755195952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/02/rhymes-with-cup-o-tea.html' title='Rhymes with Cup-O-Tea'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S4F7_b03fOI/AAAAAAAABfQ/idDKXkeDMvI/s72-c/february+2010+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6840056545754296145</id><published>2010-02-16T15:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:05:07.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is All You Need</title><content type='html'>Because really, what else matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://65redroses.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://65redroses.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6840056545754296145?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6840056545754296145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6840056545754296145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6840056545754296145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6840056545754296145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is-all-you-need.html' title='Love Is All You Need'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3779802822171964285</id><published>2010-02-11T17:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:08:26.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Way</title><content type='html'>I'm having a Veruca Salt moment.  I want my way and I want it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3779802822171964285?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3779802822171964285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3779802822171964285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3779802822171964285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3779802822171964285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-way.html' title='My Way'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1031882174872842320</id><published>2010-02-03T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:02:27.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, Really, Excuse Me</title><content type='html'>If you need me to move cart out of the way in Hy-Vee, a simple clearing of the throat or an "excuse me" would suffice.  Ramming your cart into my cart until my cart went soaring down the aisle was a little over the top.  And then when I apologize for being in your way - I'm still not sure what I apologized for, you verbally assaulted me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's what I have to say to you.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must really be in a lot of pain and turmoil to treat a complete stranger that way.  I am so sorry to have been another added frustration to your day.  And...screw you.  No really, screw you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1031882174872842320?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1031882174872842320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1031882174872842320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1031882174872842320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1031882174872842320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-really-excuse-me.html' title='No, Really, Excuse Me'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6252175403682999518</id><published>2010-01-26T19:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:52:20.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK</title><content type='html'>My oldest was in a wreck today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His car, not so ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6252175403682999518?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6252175403682999518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6252175403682999518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6252175403682999518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6252175403682999518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok.html' title='OK'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8283070486126504654</id><published>2010-01-24T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:44:13.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><content type='html'>I can only imagine what it will be like.  When we start loving each other - with no thought to who you belong to - who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to shoot holes in the dreams of dreamers.  And I challenge those with the guns... what are you dreaming of?  What are you working for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last hold a baby?  When did you last stop and listen to what you are hearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8283070486126504654?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8283070486126504654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8283070486126504654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8283070486126504654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8283070486126504654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-only-imagine.html' title='Imagine'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-4955619311400545716</id><published>2010-01-21T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:28:57.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrounded</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I realize I have surrounded myself with people I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-4955619311400545716?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4955619311400545716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=4955619311400545716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4955619311400545716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4955619311400545716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/surrounded.html' title='Surrounded'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3819226158357252023</id><published>2010-01-19T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:36:58.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Famous Love</title><content type='html'>Growing up I was sure I was going to be famous. I envisioned myself as either a star of the stage or music scene. I worked toward my goals by taking dance, acting, voice and piano lessons. I auditioned for numerous plays (and got a lot of parts), played in different bands and worked hard on perfecting my "craft".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met my husband, my biological clock started clicking so loudly, it totally derailed my vision of my future. I abandoned my dreams of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;super stardom&lt;/span&gt; and set my sights on having a family with this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't have any idea how to make a family or marriage work. My own parents were divorced and while they were married they were very unhappy. My grandparents had had a happy marriage but having viewed this relationship as a child, I wasn't sure I had made things look better than they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years later, this man and I are married. Still. My marriage has lasted longer than my parents marriage by 4 years. We have three wonderful sons that were very much wished for, and hoped for and prayed for. Our marriage has gone through some very difficult times ~ try raising three sons while your husband works full time, goes to college full time all while you work full time. But mostly, our marriage has been full of wonderful times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, when I sat down to write about my upcoming anniversary, I realized that I am famous. I might not be a famous actress or rock star, but I am famous. I am loved, adored and appreciated by my husband 0f 20 years and our three beautiful sons. And that, that, is better than any fame I could have imagined for myself all those years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3819226158357252023?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3819226158357252023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3819226158357252023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3819226158357252023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3819226158357252023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-famous-love.html' title='My Famous Love'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6713924133136703204</id><published>2010-01-19T14:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:29:57.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day</title><content type='html'>Writers write every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not a writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6713924133136703204?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6713924133136703204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6713924133136703204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6713924133136703204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6713924133136703204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-day.html' title='Every Day'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8292333969221649165</id><published>2010-01-14T15:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:55:37.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Say?</title><content type='html'>What do you say when a friend shares what is going on in their life? What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what to say (I know surprise surprise) when it is a happy topic. I'm good with happy. I'm even ok with some kind of problem solving/plan making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when a friend tells you their life is falling apart, and I mean a-p-a-r-t, what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no words and I need some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8292333969221649165?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8292333969221649165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8292333969221649165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8292333969221649165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8292333969221649165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-do-you-say.html' title='What Do You Say?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3414149444702665822</id><published>2010-01-12T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:48:08.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters</title><content type='html'>The first letter I would like to write is to the bankers that are upset that the public/taxpayers want their money back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cheaterpants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend to understand what you've done that makes you deserving of a $700,000 bonus.  You see, I'm only a teacher and therefore not smart enough to understand what a great risk you've taken this past year making money for your bank.  I don't understand how you used my money, my friend's money and my mom's money to make more money.  And now, you are going to get a bonus for making all that money WITH MY MONEY - and your bonus is more money than I will ever make teaching kids to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am smart enough to understand is that you used my money and now, you don't want to pay me back.  You instead want to pay yourself more money - which is really my money and my friend's money and my mom's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, shut your face and stop whining about being a big risk taker and deserving of that money.  The only thing you really deserve is a time out for being a cheater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3414149444702665822?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3414149444702665822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3414149444702665822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3414149444702665822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3414149444702665822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/letters.html' title='Letters'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8420312578993728287</id><published>2010-01-10T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:17:21.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make It Up</title><content type='html'>After 2 snow days, I feel rested and ready to go back to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and tell me (again) how we have to make those days up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Don't. Care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8420312578993728287?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8420312578993728287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8420312578993728287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8420312578993728287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8420312578993728287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-it-up.html' title='Make It Up'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-3325747337544818213</id><published>2010-01-07T09:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:20:58.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh</title><content type='html'>Snow day.  Now that's what I'm talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-3325747337544818213?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/3325747337544818213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=3325747337544818213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3325747337544818213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/3325747337544818213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-7029456069819627996</id><published>2010-01-03T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:47:25.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Off the Camel</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I'm blessed to hear something that speaks so deeply to me - makes me think about my life, where I'm going, where I've come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting off the camel has a new meaning for me. The Wise Men got off their camels to worship and offer gifts to the newborn King. They then rejoiced with exceeding great joy! Great joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what I know about camels, the Wise Men were probably very relieved just to get off the camel. Camels are smelly, very stubborn and are not especially "nice" animals. Yet they've been used as transportation for many many years. They simply get people to where they need to be. Did the Wise Men enjoy the journey? Was their great joy in simply getting off the camel?  Now, I believe it was a little of enjoying the journey and getting off the camel and a lot of rejoicing the newborn King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can look at things with exceeding great joy when I choose to enjoy the ride and the journey. I have many camels in my life right now. Some of my choosing, some not. Can I get rid of the camels that are not my choice? That's what I'm going to work through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to do resolutions for a new year. Instead, I like to think of things I will change to enrich my life. Looking for camels, and getting off them when I can is something I am going to do this year.  And those camels that are necessary... I will use them with exceeding great joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-7029456069819627996?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7029456069819627996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=7029456069819627996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7029456069819627996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7029456069819627996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-off-camel.html' title='Getting Off the Camel'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1741307260837358407</id><published>2009-12-26T18:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:36:34.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular</title><content type='html'>This post is not going to win me any popular votes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas was .... in so many different ways.  It saddens me to think that a time in my life has passed, never to be recaptured.  I guess, if I were an optimist, I would be excited at all the new opportunities and things I can look forward to. But I'm not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest sister was unable to come home for Christmas.  For many different reasons, some real and some imagined, her family stayed put.  Now that the big day is over, I'm thinking she was probably the smart one for making this choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other sister and I both went "home" to my mom's house.  Excited to see my niece and nephews, off we went...  Christmas Eve was fun... ask me sometime about the service I attended with my brother-in-law and sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night however, I began to feel small and continue to feel this way.  As I watched my sister unpack her children's Santa presents, I started to feel more and more uncomfortable.  Sean and I made a decision that this was the year we WERE NOT going to go overboard.  We WERE NOT going to buy buy buy just so our kids would get SO MANY PRESENTS THEY WOULD BE THE HAPPIEST CHILDREN ON THE PLANET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  No, this year, we were very selective and gave them one big thing and a few small things that were well thought out and intentional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that my nephews and niece were THE HAPPIEST CHILDREN ON THE PLANET Christmas morning... at least for a few minutes.  And my boys, well, judging by the looks on their faces, they were not among that happy group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write about how our choice was the better one - our choice is helping them grow into appreciative, conscientious men.  They don't need a lot of stuff.  They won't play with a lot of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I still can't shake that "I'm small" feeling:  I'm not as good of a mother/parent -  I've made poor choices and that's why I can't afford to buy out the store for my kids - My kids deserve all that stuff too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, we're staying home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1741307260837358407?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1741307260837358407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1741307260837358407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1741307260837358407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1741307260837358407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/12/popular.html' title='Popular'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6343299582131623370</id><published>2009-12-22T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:20:26.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Whisper...</title><content type='html'>i think i'm done... i &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6343299582131623370?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6343299582131623370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6343299582131623370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6343299582131623370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6343299582131623370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-whisper.html' title='In a Whisper...'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5351979991688659642</id><published>2009-12-21T14:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:20:48.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss &amp; Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/4203793270/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4203793270_908694cb08_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51825655@N00/4203793270/"&gt;Christmas 09 013&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/51825655@N00/"&gt;murphymomx3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am really ready for this break.  I need time to re-charge and have some quiet time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started and finished a sweater yesterday...  I think these might be my new favorite things to make!  I wonder how many I can finish by Christmas morning?&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5351979991688659642?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5351979991688659642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5351979991688659642' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5351979991688659642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5351979991688659642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/12/bliss-cheers.html' title='Bliss &amp; Cheers!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4203793270_908694cb08_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-7500606092768906252</id><published>2009-12-12T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:14:08.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Christmas presents bought:  5&lt;br /&gt;Cookies baked:  9 dozen&lt;br /&gt;Church members I would like to punt down the street:  unknown at this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like something or someone, unless they are doing harm, shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-7500606092768906252?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7500606092768906252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=7500606092768906252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7500606092768906252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7500606092768906252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6885474736253508956</id><published>2009-12-03T20:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:47:41.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Agenda</title><content type='html'>Say what you mean and mean what you say.  Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6885474736253508956?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6885474736253508956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6885474736253508956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6885474736253508956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6885474736253508956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/12/hidden-agenda.html' title='Hidden Agenda'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6675749461460561144</id><published>2009-11-26T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:13:38.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>i'm home where it's warm and cozy. home with my boys. home with my dog who would be all alone if we had traveled. home with all the delicious smells. home with the anticipation of what's yet to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6675749461460561144?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6675749461460561144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6675749461460561144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6675749461460561144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6675749461460561144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/11/full.html' title='home'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2084673458466222024</id><published>2009-11-22T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:17:01.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>I asked Sean to buy a thermometer yesterday.  We haven't had one for, oh, 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict... 101.  And that is with medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2084673458466222024?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2084673458466222024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2084673458466222024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2084673458466222024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2084673458466222024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/11/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-4098063017307255443</id><published>2009-11-18T20:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:19:02.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>you didn't show up somewhere, I would call you.  I would call you just to make sure you were ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean people suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-4098063017307255443?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/4098063017307255443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=4098063017307255443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4098063017307255443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/4098063017307255443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/11/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-9061026066556023009</id><published>2009-11-12T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:48:40.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Tell ME What I Want</title><content type='html'>I'll tell &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; what &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-9061026066556023009?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/9061026066556023009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=9061026066556023009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/9061026066556023009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/9061026066556023009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-tell-me-what-i-want.html' title='Don&apos;t Tell ME What I Want'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6920992522013151454</id><published>2009-10-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:08:36.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>In the past 3 days, I have been shocked to read some really rude comments on facebook.  Either people have a lot of nerve, or they are more stupid than they appear in real life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6920992522013151454?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6920992522013151454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6920992522013151454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6920992522013151454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6920992522013151454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-909859586780792538</id><published>2009-10-27T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:59:41.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>I love to read. I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; love to re-read favorite books. Right now, I'm reading, again, the Mitford books. I find myself reaching for these books when my life is going too fast, when I need a quiet, comforting retreat.  These books help me take a step back and look at what's important and what isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have books you love?  Do you have books you re-read?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-909859586780792538?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/909859586780792538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=909859586780792538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/909859586780792538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/909859586780792538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-6448132154258495720</id><published>2009-10-18T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:24:46.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only One</title><content type='html'>I oftentimes forget that I only get to do this once.  When I do remember, I become much more selective of how I spend my time, and with whom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I don't remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-6448132154258495720?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/6448132154258495720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=6448132154258495720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6448132154258495720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/6448132154258495720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/only-one.html' title='Only One'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-1263190527624841136</id><published>2009-10-08T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:27:40.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Frustrated</title><content type='html'>Are the problem and the solution mutually exclusive?  What happened to process?  What happened to growing?  Is there anysuchthing as a different perspective?  Different point of view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-1263190527624841136?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/1263190527624841136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=1263190527624841136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1263190527624841136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/1263190527624841136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-frustrated.html' title='So Frustrated'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-7720685741234178074</id><published>2009-10-02T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T05:13:41.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being a grown up doesn't mean you don't get your feelings hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-7720685741234178074?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/7720685741234178074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=7720685741234178074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7720685741234178074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/7720685741234178074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/being-grown-up-doesnt-mean-you-dont-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2857509515059574147</id><published>2009-09-22T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:40:21.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Habit</title><content type='html'>Gotta break the bad habit of making easy things difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2857509515059574147?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2857509515059574147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2857509515059574147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2857509515059574147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2857509515059574147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-habit.html' title='Bad Habit'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-822299482201023401</id><published>2009-09-08T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:32:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act Two</title><content type='html'>Blocked!  Now to work on dance numbers &amp;amp; costumes &amp;amp; lighting &amp;amp; sound &amp;amp; publicity &amp;amp; sound cues &amp;amp; .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-822299482201023401?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/822299482201023401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=822299482201023401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/822299482201023401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/822299482201023401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-two.html' title='Act Two'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-8912229098712122963</id><published>2009-09-07T19:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:27:32.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act One</title><content type='html'>75% blocked!  Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-8912229098712122963?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/8912229098712122963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=8912229098712122963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8912229098712122963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/8912229098712122963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-one.html' title='Act One'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-5503837785208183468</id><published>2009-08-30T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:34:28.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Project</title><content type='html'>Tonight is the first rehearsal for "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown".  I had super talented people audition which made casting the show a breeze!  I pray the rest of the process is as easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fortunate that I get to spend my days and evenings doing things I so enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so very blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-5503837785208183468?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/5503837785208183468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=5503837785208183468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5503837785208183468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/5503837785208183468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-project.html' title='New Project'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18362800.post-2948513602101269362</id><published>2009-08-22T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:42:16.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stitches</title><content type='html'>We had a great time up north on our vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out in Iowa City for the 100 Year Party and a tennis tournament.  It was fun getting together with old friends and celebrating the passage of time with them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tournament went well.  We loved Iowa City and plan to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Chicago where we met up with Aidan who had already been there for 2 weeks!  He had a great time visiting with his cousins, going to Great America, Lake Michigan and just hanging out.  It seemed like he had grown 6 inches while he was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephews and niece are always such fun.  This particular visit, my youngest nephew Reid(age 3) was into watching "Mama Mia".  Lover of musical theater that I am, I joined right in.  After about the 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; viewing, I was fading... He is so cute!  Knows all the songs, some of the lines and is perfecting his dance moves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed up to Milwaukee for a visit with my Aunt Nancy and Uncle Jeff.  We had a nice time and they served us a delicious lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then into Milwaukee for a 2 day visit with my dad and his wife.  One of the highlights of the trip was getting my grandmother's ring from my dad.  On my last visit with her, my grandmother said I could have "her ring".  Unfortunately during that visit, my grandmother passed away while out shopping with me.  My Aunt Noel took the ring at that time promising me I would get it back.  Years have passed and I figured the ring was no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before we left on our trip, my dad called and told me my aunt had mailed him the ring.  I couldn't wait to get to his house to see it!  It is even more beautiful than I remembered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for a trip to the emergency room for stitches, it was a great trip and perfect way to end the summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18362800-2948513602101269362?l=murphymom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/feeds/2948513602101269362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18362800&amp;postID=2948513602101269362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2948513602101269362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18362800/posts/default/2948513602101269362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murphymom.blogspot.com/2009/08/stitches.html' title='Stitches'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480054767646665418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sEwLxnd3vrc/S2nLJAv8exI/AAAAAAAABeU/3Tj8NGnKXlg/S220/Graduation+Alex+029.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
