<?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-3726539429920230816</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:19:23.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination... Season!</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my life.  The happiness, the craziness, the ups and downs of me.  I love the saying "incurable optimist"... it seems to fit me well at this time in my life.  I believe laughter and a big hug is the best form of medicine.  I love the life I have created and wouldn't change it for anything in the world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-1269641977916967862</id><published>2009-07-05T19:50:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:24:21.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Needed Vacation Day One...</title><content type='html'>Our South Padre Island vacation was so much fun! Here's a breakdown of Day One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday: Arrived around 11am after a 13 hour drive (it was supposed to be an 11-12 hour drive, but somehow an extra hour got added when Alberto took over and I tried to take a nap. Men!). We stopped in Port Isabel to tour the lighthouse before heading to the hotel. We also stopped to buy our Pirate Ship tickets for Monday night and to see this Jesus statue Alberto just HAD to see. Luckily, the hotel had a room ready for us 3 hours earlier than they should have. Once we got everything situated in our room we headed to the beach. We didn't bring any chairs or an umbrella with the plan on renting them. Of course, there was no one around (apparently you are supposed to call them and they set it up for you first thing in the morning). So, what did we do? We put our stuff around some chairs and an umbrella that were empty and decided to sit there until we got caught. They belonged to some condos on the beach where people live and rent the beach space. We did eventually get caught (only because some jerk and his wanna be uppity wife told on us), but Alberto almost got us to keep the spot by offering the guy who worked for the condos $20 in Spanish. It was pretty hilarious that they guy actually thought about it, but said he had to say no for his job's sake. At least he was really cool about it. I think it kind of made Mr. and Mrs. Uppity a little mad to see Alberto laughing and joking with the guy. In your face!!! LMAO! After playing at the beach for a few hours we decided to get something to eat and take some pics at the sign when you first come into Padre. Although we were pretty pooped we still wanted to take Roxy down to the beach and let her walk around a while. My poor little girl hates to be in the car, so she was happy to be able to stretch her legs and experience the sand and water. I think she loved it just as much as we did. It is so nice to be at the beach at night with the breeze blowing and hearing the waves crashing in. I wish I could stay there forever.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355145939779084274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SlFM3AToX_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_oF0Up8po7Q/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355146546311963474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SlFNaT0Vo1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/F2XAPLwp2kA/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355147281990562258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SlFOFIbyMdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_Ox5W7IBo9U/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355148974534705042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SlFPnppwP5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/gDTVHJY62s0/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355150079246697586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SlFQn9BnhHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/18Yz2YS7laI/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355151396115935330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SlFR0mvtcGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7rMYwCUOx4E/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-1269641977916967862?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/1269641977916967862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=1269641977916967862&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/1269641977916967862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/1269641977916967862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/07/much-needed-vacation-day-one.html' title='Much Needed Vacation Day One...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SlFM3AToX_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/_oF0Up8po7Q/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-5317526700563928059</id><published>2009-07-04T10:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:59:00.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Freedom Ring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354634950031988562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sk98HfKMV1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/up_Mla5ed0I/s400/d0002482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July! Our town is having a huge carnival with rides, food, artsy vendors, and live bands starting at noon today. At about 9:45 the fireworks will start. We are excited to have something like this so close to us. I hate driving to another town and then it taking hours to get back home in all the traffic. My mom was supposed to come up from TX, but she got really sick yesterday (stinks). I hope everyone has a fun and safe 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-5317526700563928059?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/5317526700563928059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=5317526700563928059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/5317526700563928059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/5317526700563928059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-freedom-ring.html' title='Let Freedom Ring...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sk98HfKMV1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/up_Mla5ed0I/s72-c/d0002482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-7510901871605692339</id><published>2009-06-27T19:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:04:42.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>South Padre Island Here We Come...</title><content type='html'>We are heading out tonight around midnight to vacation in South Padre Island, TX! It takes about 12 hours to get there and we really don't want to waste a whole day just driving. Plus, we are going to miss a lot of traffic driving in the middle of the night/early morning. I can't wait to get there and feel the sand in my toes and here the waves of the ocean. I'll be sure to post lots of pics when we get back. Everyone have a wonderful 4th of July!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352162602747125890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Skazh7zfYII/AAAAAAAAAEA/VuwVcEM5-Ww/s320/2624432-SPI_Welcome_Sign-South_Padre_Island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-7510901871605692339?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/7510901871605692339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=7510901871605692339&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/7510901871605692339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/7510901871605692339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/06/south-padre-island-here-we-come.html' title='South Padre Island Here We Come...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Skazh7zfYII/AAAAAAAAAEA/VuwVcEM5-Ww/s72-c/2624432-SPI_Welcome_Sign-South_Padre_Island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-930511517868036663</id><published>2009-06-25T17:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:06:53.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Michael Jackson...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351404879654008994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SkQCYpURuKI/AAAAAAAAADo/qtoNFnRR_8o/s200/thriller-michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What a sad, sad day. When I was little I loved Michael Jackson. I loved him so much I used to beg my mom to marry him! I was disappointed when she decided to marry my now step-dad instead (I really thought she had a chance). I was hoping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TMZ&lt;/span&gt; was mistaken when they were the only ones saying he had passed. No matter how weird he got, he was still Michael Jackson, the King of Pop. He is and always will be a legend.  My heart goes out to his family, especially his 3 children.  I hope they go on to live a happy, normal life.  I sure wish I could have seen him in concert.  He was such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt; performer.  R.I.P Michael!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-930511517868036663?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/930511517868036663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=930511517868036663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/930511517868036663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/930511517868036663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael-jackson.html' title='R.I.P Michael Jackson...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SkQCYpURuKI/AAAAAAAAADo/qtoNFnRR_8o/s72-c/thriller-michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-604636637576653290</id><published>2009-06-23T13:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:48:21.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Alice in Wonderland Movie...</title><content type='html'>Check out these pictures from the new movie coming out next year. I can't wait to to see this!!  Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt; as the Mad Hatter.  Helena &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bonham&lt;/span&gt; Carter as the Red Queen.  Anne Hathaway as the White Queen.  The costumes and makeup are ridiculous (in a good way)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596002642587122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SkEitzoi7fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ia4Fc2hsnuc/s320/depp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596080932046978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SkEiyXSNSII/AAAAAAAAADY/GGI2-Eifank/s320/bonham2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596139708096338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SkEi1yPgn1I/AAAAAAAAADg/_yY7GSTZPM0/s320/anne2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-604636637576653290?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/604636637576653290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=604636637576653290&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/604636637576653290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/604636637576653290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-alice-in-wonderland-movie.html' title='New Alice in Wonderland Movie...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SkEitzoi7fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ia4Fc2hsnuc/s72-c/depp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-7401537764973332219</id><published>2009-06-22T10:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:45:53.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrepreneurs...</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to own my own business.  It used to be a little shop on the beach, but I don't see that happening any time soon since there is not a beach anywhere around here.  So, now it's a snow cone stand and a cupcake shop.  Gabriel is even into it!  We talk about it all the time.  Our favorite thing to do during the summer is get a snow cone.  It makes me super happy.  So do cupcakes.  Who doesn't love a delicious cupcake?  I hope it doesn't matter that I've never made a cupcake in my life.  LOL!  We saw this super cool cupcake decorating book at Target this weekend.  I should have bought it.  Maybe I'll go back and pick it up so I can get some practice in.  It may be best for us to start with the snow cone stand and then work our way up to a cupcake shop.  Wouldn't it be so super fun to run a snow cone stand?  Gabriel is on the same page as me as really wanting to do it.  I better get to looking for a little shed thingy and cost, etc.  It would be nice to have it up and running next summer.  We have this box of goodies in our cabinet in the kitchen called the Yum Box.  I think that's what I want to name the snow cone stand.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-7401537764973332219?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/7401537764973332219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=7401537764973332219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/7401537764973332219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/7401537764973332219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/06/entrepreneurs.html' title='Entrepreneurs...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-1373749281579684911</id><published>2009-06-22T10:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:25:55.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighborhood Park...</title><content type='html'>Our neighborhood park is pretty awesome. Just last year they installed a splash pad. The playground equipment is also pretty new. Gabriel loves that it has a rock climbing wall (pictures soon; can't get them to download for some reason). Roxy loves to go to the park with us too. I swear she is like a little tiny human. She has so much personality and is so smart.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are going down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350171650488801170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sj-gxQrAF5I/AAAAAAAAACo/TV3xk7UM7tE/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-1373749281579684911?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/1373749281579684911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=1373749281579684911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/1373749281579684911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/1373749281579684911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/06/neighborhood-park.html' title='Neighborhood Park...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sj-gxQrAF5I/AAAAAAAAACo/TV3xk7UM7tE/s72-c/092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-2342127190470984426</id><published>2009-06-22T09:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:16:10.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turner Falls...</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago we went to &lt;a href="http://www.turnerfallspark.com/"&gt;Turner Falls&lt;/a&gt;. This is a really fun and beautiful place. There are lots of places to hike, camp, swim, and there is one huge waterfall which is really cool. We even came across an old castle that someone used to actually live in. Of course, it's not complete anymore, but it's still amazing. It's all old stone and you have to walk up a million steps to get to it. We did have a bit of a scare though. Gabriel decided to start going down the stairs very quickly and tripped. Both Alberto and I saw it coming and was yelling at him to slow down. I just knew he was dead. We saw him go tumbling down the stairs. I was really scared. My legs were shaking so bad I could hardly walk. Alberto made it to him first. Luckily he went sideways and tumbled most of the way down on a hill and not the steps. He was pretty bloody and cut up though. He looked like a bear had attacked him. He had scratches and cuts everywhere. I am so thankful he didn't bust his head open or break anything. I immediately got him down to the stream to try and clean him up. He was a bit shaken. It's so unlike him to be the daredevil. He is normally my rule follower and is very apprehensive about things. I guess boys will be boys. We had his friend Joey with us and it was so cute how Joey kept saying "Dude, are you okay?" When we had to pass the steps to go back to the car later that day, Gabriel wouldn't even look at them. LOL! We really had a fantastic trip and look forward to going back and camping out or renting one of the cabins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350169725290769474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sj-fBMwBbEI/AAAAAAAAACY/P8TmSDdSZw8/s320/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350170913730599986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sj-gGYCKHDI/AAAAAAAAACg/OQ4menIBcrM/s320/Picture+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350169438262382562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sj-ewffHz-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/AfwGw7hdEtU/s320/Picture+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-2342127190470984426?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/2342127190470984426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=2342127190470984426&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2342127190470984426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2342127190470984426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/06/turner-falls.html' title='Turner Falls...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sj-fBMwBbEI/AAAAAAAAACY/P8TmSDdSZw8/s72-c/Picture+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-3185467561035255819</id><published>2009-06-22T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:14:07.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weightloss Update...</title><content type='html'>I am down a total of 16.8lbs! Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-3185467561035255819?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/3185467561035255819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=3185467561035255819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3185467561035255819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3185467561035255819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/06/weightloss-update.html' title='Weightloss Update...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-313456418194033027</id><published>2009-05-28T16:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:14:30.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up...</title><content type='html'>Man, I have a lot of catching up to do!  But first, I want to quickly report that I bought some new workout clothes in a size MEDIUM!  Go me, go me!  I tried on the large pair of pants and they practically fell off me and the large shirt was super baggy.  It's so nice to see all the hard work paying off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-313456418194033027?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/313456418194033027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=313456418194033027&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/313456418194033027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/313456418194033027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-3928199783492374761</id><published>2009-05-23T09:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:54:32.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards, Movie, &amp; Something New...</title><content type='html'>Gabriel's 3rd grade awards ceremony was yesterday. He received the following awards: a trophy for getting over 100 AR (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accelerated&lt;/span&gt; reader) points, a certificate for being on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Principal's&lt;/span&gt; honor roll (A's) all year, a certificate of achievement for reading, a certificate for citizenship, and a certificate for being the best speller in his class. We are extremely proud of him for all his accomplishments! I really couldn't have been blessed with a better kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the awards, we checked him out of school and headed to see Star Trek. Let me say, this movie was great. Watch out Star Wars, there's a new show in town... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;! Not new, but new to the movie screen. I never thought in a million trillion years I would be into sci-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt; stuff (thanks Alberto). If you don't know, Alberto is a HUGE Star Wars fan. He has so many collectibles it's a bit crazy. Gabriel has even joined in and has pretty much every Star Wars toy ever made the past few years. I've been to numerous sci-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt; conventions and have now seen a number of sci-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt; movies. Star Trek is my favorite so far. And, it doesn't hurt that Captain Kirk is quite a cutie! The characters were great, the action was great, and the overall story line I really enjoyed. Live long and prosper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this commercial we always see on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; about the best steak sandwiches in Oklahoma. It's a little country place call Del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rancho&lt;/span&gt;. The commercial is really hillbilly/redneck looking with this little boy wearing a cowboy hat talking in this really strong country accent about going to Del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rancho&lt;/span&gt; and having the best food. Even though it's not appealing to watch, it is catchy and it got us in the door. It was unlike anywhere I'd gone before. When you go in you seat yourself and there are menus on the table. When you are ready to order you pick up the phone that is attached to your booth, push this big black button and someone answers to take your order. And, the phone is old school! I haven't seen phones like that in at least 20+ years. It's hilarious. Alberto and I went back and forth a little bit about who was actually going to talk on it. Of course, it was me. The people there were super friendly and the food was okay. They did have the best onion rings though. Not sure if it's a place I will go back to, but I'm glad we tried it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-3928199783492374761?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/3928199783492374761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=3928199783492374761&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3928199783492374761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3928199783492374761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Awards, Movie, &amp; Something New...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-3388429833788080049</id><published>2009-05-22T08:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:13:16.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket List...</title><content type='html'>Starting a bucket list has been something I've thought about for some time now, but just never got around to writing it all down.  Finally I have begun one and thought I'd share.  I've been forgetting things so easily these days I thought I better hurry and do it before I forget all the things I want to do... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!  By no means is this list complete.  My guess is that it will only grow and grow.  I just hope I can start marking things off soon before I'm 60 and have 500 things left.  These are in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;1. Own a house.&lt;br /&gt;2. Write a book.&lt;br /&gt;3. Open a cupcake shop.&lt;br /&gt;4. Take culinary classes.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;6. Hang out with Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chesney&lt;/span&gt; in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;7. Be on Big Brother.&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn to snowboard.&lt;br /&gt;9. Go on an African Safari.&lt;br /&gt;10. Learn to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;11. Take dancing classes.&lt;br /&gt;12. See the Cherry Blossoms in full bloom in DC.&lt;br /&gt;13. Visit all 50 states.&lt;br /&gt;14. Build a Habitat for Humanity home.&lt;br /&gt;15. Go to the Kentucky Derby.&lt;br /&gt;16. Meet my father.&lt;br /&gt;17. Start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;18. Read a book every month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-3388429833788080049?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/3388429833788080049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=3388429833788080049&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3388429833788080049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3388429833788080049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-3089226197464943160</id><published>2009-05-21T19:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:16:37.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Sure Which Way To Go...</title><content type='html'>Something crazy and out of the blue happened the day of my birthday. I got an email from the receptionist at my work that said some guy just called for me from a prayer center about a member of my family. Thank goodness she knew not to give out my phone # or any information about me. When I got the message I paused for a bit and then picked up the phone to call the place. I told the guy on the phone who I was and asked if he was the one who called for me. He proceeded to tell me about the center and asked if I recognized such and such name. I swear I stopped breathing for a minute and my heart went into my stomach... that was my father's name! I have never met him, seen a picture of him, spoken to him, nothing. Quite a while ago I found him (in a prison in TX) and we wrote a few letters back and forth. Sadly, the letters stopped due to me feeling like he wasn't giving me the information I needed/wanted and he asked a few times for money. That was not at all what I was expecting. I contemplated going to meet him, but when I found out you have to give the prisoner your name, address, and drivers license # to be put on the visitors list I decided it wasn't such a hot idea. Plus, I was using a different address to send/receive letters, because I didn't want him having my real information until I felt comfortable with how things were going. Now, here we are, he's been paroled and is in a halfway house of sorts. It's a bible based prayer rehab center for drug abusers, alcoholics, and ex-inmates. The place sounds nice and I even found their website. The man on the phone asked me if I would be willing to have contact with my father and I straight up told him that I didn't know him and needed some time to think about things. Well, it's been over a week and I'm still sort of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wishy&lt;/span&gt; washy with which way to go. I sent an email to the center today to see if someone could tell me what my father's intentions were and give me more information. I admit, I am scared and a little anxious at the same time. I have always wanted to meet him even if it's only one time. After all, I am half of him. My mother will not talk about him at all which I don't understand. She was 16 and he was 18 and he just fell into the wrong crowd. They were young and things happen. Luckily, my aunt remembers a little and has told me some stuff. I've never judged him for being in prison. Thankfully it wasn't for murder or anything super super bad. I just need to make sure I make the right decision for me and that it's me that is in control and not him.  I can't believe this happened on my birthday.  I wonder if he knew?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-3089226197464943160?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/3089226197464943160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=3089226197464943160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3089226197464943160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3089226197464943160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-sure-which-way-to-go.html' title='Not Sure Which Way To Go...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-3542338354680685172</id><published>2009-05-20T19:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:11:32.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hour...</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday I was invited to have some drinks with some new friends. To my surprise the meeting was for my birthday! It was so sweet of them to think of me. Robin got me a super cute shell earring and necklace set. You can never go wrong with getting me something shell. We had a fantastic time and I look forward to more get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;togethers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with these awesome girls! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338066877263859858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/ShSfiuaXUJI/AAAAAAAAACA/5u_IUowEcRs/s400/Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Back left to right: Chris, Diane, Me, Stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Front left to right: Vanessa, Robin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*There are more new posts below*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-3542338354680685172?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/3542338354680685172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=3542338354680685172&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3542338354680685172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3542338354680685172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-hour.html' title='Happy Hour...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/ShSfiuaXUJI/AAAAAAAAACA/5u_IUowEcRs/s72-c/Group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-1764738187440241594</id><published>2009-05-20T17:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:19:17.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Sweet Deal...</title><content type='html'>Go to &lt;a href="http://www.eyeslipsface.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eyeslipsface&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;/a&gt;and purchase all kinds of makeup, brushes, nail polish, etc for only $1.  Some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lip gloss&lt;/span&gt; and mineral makeup is a little more, but still way cheaper than normal.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nordstrom&lt;/span&gt; has bought out E.L.F and will be packaging everything in their name soon.  So, don't miss out!  This is an amazing deal!  And, to make it even sweeter, enter the code CAROLINA in the coupon part at checkout and receive $7.50 off any order over $15.00.  I just placed an order myself.  I'm not sure how long this will last so hurry!  Go ladies go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-1764738187440241594?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/1764738187440241594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=1764738187440241594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/1764738187440241594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/1764738187440241594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-sweet-deal.html' title='Super Sweet Deal...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-2616380718078048179</id><published>2009-05-20T01:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:32:06.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Want To Sleep...</title><content type='html'>It's 1:30 in the morning and I can't get to sleep for anything. I am stupid and missed a couple of my shots and am now paying for it big time. For those of you who may not know, I have &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Multiple_sclerosis"&gt;Multiple Sclerosis&lt;/a&gt;. I was diagnosed the week of Thanksgiving 2008. And, let me tell you, it SUCKS! I have to give myself a shot (Alberto actually gives them to me because I can't seem to do it myself yet) three times a week. Normally, when I take them like I should, I may get a little sick, but not too bad. When I miss some and then start taking them again, my whole body gets shooting pains, constant aches, and my head hurts like a son of a gun. I HATE the shots with a passion! You have no idea. I have no one to blame but myself for feeling the way I do right now. Hopefully this will teach me a lesson and I'll do what I'm supposed to do. So, for the next hour or so I will be watching Tori and Dean: Home Sweet Hollywood on the Oxygen channel. I really like it. I think Tori Spelling gets a bad rap. She seems like someone I would like to hang out with and she is a great wife and mother. I may even go out and buy her book. I sure hope I can find something else to watch once this is over. Or, maybe just maybe I can get to sleep. Here's to wishful thinking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-2616380718078048179?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/2616380718078048179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=2616380718078048179&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2616380718078048179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2616380718078048179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-want-to-sleep.html' title='I Just Want To Sleep...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-2518450450463279486</id><published>2009-05-19T11:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:40:53.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Capri Sun...</title><content type='html'>I was informed while making the grocery list not to get Gabriel Capri Sun's any longer.  He wants Hawaiian Punch or something that can be put into a glass.  I'm a bit saddened over this.  It means he is growing up and no longer wants to drink "baby" drinks as he calls them.  It's hard for me to imagine him going into the kitchen, getting a glass, and pouring his own drink... without spilling it all over the place.  We will see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-2518450450463279486?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/2518450450463279486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=2518450450463279486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2518450450463279486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2518450450463279486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-capri-sun.html' title='Goodbye Capri Sun...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-8594383881725642231</id><published>2009-05-16T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:05:47.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Headed to Texas...</title><content type='html'>We are headed to TX today to visit with my Momma for a belated Mother's Day.  She said she got me and Gabriel a cake for our birthdays.  I'm going to try and get away with not eating any (I had cake on my birthday and had a strawberry shortcake Sunday on Gabriel's, so that is enough).  On Sunday we are going to the &lt;a href="http://www.scarboroughrenfest.com/"&gt;Scarborough Renaissance Festival&lt;/a&gt;.  We try to go every year and always have a fun time.  Have a fantastic weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-8594383881725642231?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/8594383881725642231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=8594383881725642231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/8594383881725642231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/8594383881725642231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/headed-to-texas.html' title='Headed to Texas...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-3490652462366038654</id><published>2009-05-15T08:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:49:08.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Gabriel...</title><content type='html'>Today my baby is 9 years old! Wow, how time sure flies. It seems like yesterday he was starting to walk and talk and develop his own personality. He has really grown up to be such a wonderful little man. Happy Birthday, Gabriel! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336050273863826178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sg11c9VHewI/AAAAAAAAABw/iIRx_YLqr9c/s320/120_2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures from when he was 5 years old. What a cutie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;patootie&lt;/span&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/3726539429920230816-3490652462366038654?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/3490652462366038654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=3490652462366038654&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3490652462366038654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3490652462366038654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-gabriel.html' title='Happy Birthday, Gabriel...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/Sg11c9VHewI/AAAAAAAAABw/iIRx_YLqr9c/s72-c/120_2084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-5726246396780146672</id><published>2009-05-13T07:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:56:15.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me...</title><content type='html'>Today I am 29 years old! It's kind of hard to believe. Sometimes I still feel 24 and sometimes even tell people that when they ask me, but then I catch myself. I know one thing for sure though, I know a lot more about myself at 29. It's amazing the changes you go through and how much you actually do grow as a person as you get older. In a way I am looking forward to 30 and in a way I'm not. We'll see... For now I am going to enjoy being 29 and bask in the glory of being in my 20's one last year.  On another note, I woke up this morning to find my office (I work from home) covered in pink balloons and a dozen of the most gorgeous pink roses I have ever seen.  Thank you, Alberto!  You are the best and I love you so much! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335290419211886386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SgrCXmKrXzI/AAAAAAAAABY/7mBP0RxErTA/s320/3159_1067394608383_1331607450_30167935_2655483_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a picture of me and Gabriel at our birthday dinner with my family in TX (Gabriel's birthday is 2 days after mine).  Aren't our birthday hats the coolest?  Mine says Birthday Princess and his says Birthday Prince.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-5726246396780146672?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/5726246396780146672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=5726246396780146672&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/5726246396780146672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/5726246396780146672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrULOB6ZLZY/SgrCXmKrXzI/AAAAAAAAABY/7mBP0RxErTA/s72-c/3159_1067394608383_1331607450_30167935_2655483_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-8992909090204676620</id><published>2009-05-12T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:47:45.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away...</title><content type='html'>I don't think it's ever going to stop raining!  I swear it's been raining for 3 weeks straight.  Somethings gotta give.  Now I usually like the rain and welcome it.  I even used to think there was something sexy about the rain (thank you Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chesney&lt;/span&gt;)... until now.  If this rain messes up one more weekend I think I might lose it.  And me losing it is not pretty.  Knowing me I will gripe and snip at everyone around and sulk until I get my way.  I would like to think that since my name is Season I could have some control over the weather... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  But, unfortunately that is not the case.  (Me screaming) - Come on Oklahoma!  I promise to like you a little more if you could just give up the crazy weather every once in a while!  Please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-8992909090204676620?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/8992909090204676620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=8992909090204676620&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/8992909090204676620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/8992909090204676620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-2466886805755150316</id><published>2009-05-11T15:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:06:27.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night...</title><content type='html'>Saturday night was date night! It's been a while since we had a &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;date night. To me it's going out to dinner and a movie, not grabbing something and plopping in front of the couch. Although, that is nice from time to time. We tried to get Star Trek tickets but they were all sold out (yeah I'm a cool girlfriend). I wouldn't say I was disappointed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. That meant I got to pick the movie. Ghosts of Girlfriends Past... you can't go wrong with some Matthew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McConaughey&lt;/span&gt;. I really enjoyed the movie. I think Alberto did too because he didn't dog it the whole time. He even admitted that Matthew is a good looking guy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, that could lead to some good times for me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ew&lt;/span&gt; gross, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt;. After the movie we were feeling a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;adventurous&lt;/span&gt; and thought we'd try a new restaurant. We looked through the Gazette and saw a Mediterranean one that looked interesting. Now, I'm not too keen on trying new foods. It kind of scares me. So for me to actually want to try a new type of food is huge. I am surprised to admit that I actually liked it and wouldn't mind going again. &lt;a href="http://www.zorbasokc.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zorba's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a nice atmosphere is priced great for the amount of food you get. I ordered their Gyros and Alberto ordered their Lamb Shank. For appetizers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;tried &lt;a href="http://www.advertais.com/files/zorbamenu2.pdf"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ghannouj&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.advertais.com/files/zorbamenu2.pdf"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Spanakopita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ghannouj&lt;/span&gt; was disgusting, but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Spanakopita&lt;/span&gt; was yummy! It was fun trying new things and maybe there will be more in my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-2466886805755150316?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/2466886805755150316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=2466886805755150316&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2466886805755150316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2466886805755150316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/date-night.html' title='Date Night...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-2204125884152414664</id><published>2009-05-10T12:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:13:44.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day...</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be fun if every year on Mother's Day I asked Gabriel some questions and see how they might change from year to year as he gets older and our relationship grows. Here is our first installment:&lt;br /&gt;1. What is something I always say to you?&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;2. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;My big hugs.&lt;br /&gt;3. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;When people hurt your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;4. How do I make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;When you play Halo and hijack Alberto.&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think I was like as a little girl?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;6. What is my favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Play bingo.&lt;br /&gt;7. If I was famous, what would it be for?&lt;br /&gt;An actress.&lt;br /&gt;8. What am I really good at?&lt;br /&gt;Work.&lt;br /&gt;9. What am I not really good at?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;10. What is my favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;11. What makes you proud of me?&lt;br /&gt;When you do something awesome.&lt;br /&gt;12. If I were a cartoon character what would I be?&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe, because you like them.&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite thing to do with me?&lt;br /&gt;Play board games.&lt;br /&gt;14. How are me and you the same?&lt;br /&gt;We are from the same family.&lt;br /&gt;15. How are me and you different?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a boy and you're a girl.&lt;br /&gt;16. How do you know I love you?&lt;br /&gt;You say it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;That you are my Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;18. Tell me 5 reasons why you love me.&lt;br /&gt;1. You are awesome and cool.&lt;br /&gt;2. You are really funny.&lt;br /&gt;3. You are sweet.&lt;br /&gt;4. You like to play games.&lt;br /&gt;5. You give me kisses and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even express in words how much I love Gabriel. He has been my everything from the second he was born. He has the biggest heart and is the funniest person I know. Without him, I really wouldn't know what to do. Because of him I am a better person and I am more than proud to say he is my son and I am his Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-2204125884152414664?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/2204125884152414664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=2204125884152414664&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2204125884152414664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/2204125884152414664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-3657131673703043325</id><published>2009-05-09T09:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:12:22.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' on my Fitness...</title><content type='html'>I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; to report that I am down 10 lbs in only 3 weeks!  I have completely turned the way I eat around and have been busting my bottom at the gym 4-5 days a week.  I even started running a few days ago.  I've been noticing little things here and there that were different, but you don't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; notice until you try on something that used to be way tight.  Well, last night I put on these super cute pajama bottoms that fit really tight in my legs and they are actually loose now.  They fit how they are supposed to!  Go me!  Now I'm not calling this a diet by any means.  It is a life changing event that I'm going through.  And, I've got Alberto and Gabriel on board also.  It's so great to have the support you need when you decide to do something like this.  It's not easy.  Especially when the weekends come and that used to be your time to go out to eat and do things you know aren't healthy for you.  I believe that once you have it set in your mind you are going to change, then it all comes together.  This is my time and I'm not going to go back to my old ways.  I feel 100% better when I hit that gym and eat right.  Why would I want to mess it all up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-3657131673703043325?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/3657131673703043325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=3657131673703043325&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3657131673703043325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/3657131673703043325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/workin-on-my-fitness.html' title='Workin&apos; on my Fitness...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-8867821326355236768</id><published>2009-05-08T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:22:49.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu...</title><content type='html'>Big deal?  Eh, not as big as they are making it out to be.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;, it is extremely similar to the regular flu we deal with every year, right?  Yesterday they announced two new cases in Oklahoma... in MY town!  I'm not gonna lie, it had me a tiny bit freaked out.  The first thing I thought of was Gabriel.  Since he was a baby he has seemed to catch anything and everything that was going around.  He once caught &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pinkeye&lt;/span&gt; instantly from getting on a ride at the fair.  Both of his eyes starting closing up within minutes.  It was crazy.  When word first came out about the Swine Flu I told him not to eat any pig at all.  If they served it at school he was to tell them he needed a sandwich instead (and not ham).  I didn't want him to take any chances.  It was so funny to see his reaction.  The look he gets on his face is like, are you really serious Mom?  I know he thinks I am insane sometimes.  Of course I knew that eating pig had nothing to do with it.  So, needless to say, I sure hope both of these cases have been quarantined and they don't become a threat to even more people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-8867821326355236768?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/8867821326355236768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=8867821326355236768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/8867821326355236768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/8867821326355236768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='Swine Flu...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3726539429920230816.post-5928285047649399134</id><published>2009-05-07T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:04:38.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome...</title><content type='html'>So, here it is... my new page.  I still have a lot of changes to make, but it's already starting to feel more like me.  My plan for this new blog is for it to be a journal of sorts.  I want this to be a place where I can come back to years from now and read about all the happy thoughts and moments in my life.  Kind of like my own personal memory keeper.  Welcome to my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3726539429920230816-5928285047649399134?l=lifeofseason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/feeds/5928285047649399134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3726539429920230816&amp;postID=5928285047649399134&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/5928285047649399134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3726539429920230816/posts/default/5928285047649399134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofseason.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome.html' title='Welcome...'/><author><name>Season</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
