<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026</id><updated>2009-12-28T19:17:53.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Conquers All Even In A Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-8157662818741563924</id><published>2009-12-25T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:43:56.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::CHRISTMAS EVE::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold front moved in and the rain turned to ice, ice turned to snow, snow turned to blizzard, blizzard turned into thunder blizzard. rofl (thunder blizzard is a thunderstorm that is snow instead of rain [so freaky having lightening and thunder with snow]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, Susi, KaLynnn, McKenna, and Isaac came over for Christmas Eve. I had cooked a ham :P&lt;br /&gt;yummm and Susi made all these cute yummy cookies :P&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner and watched the snow come in and the breaking weather news. They left at 7pm to get home before it got too crazy out. Their 20min drive took an 1hr to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left I trudged out in the snow to take snow pics. lol&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the evening reading and wrapping the rest of the presents for Jonesie and George.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUkgl2ldtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0OaJguclWXY/s1600-h/111_1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUkgl2ldtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0OaJguclWXY/s200/111_1553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419277868945733330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out in the backyard :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUmkv-_IYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/K8WX98XQvN8/s1600-h/111_1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUmkv-_IYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/K8WX98XQvN8/s200/111_1567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419280139408056706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George fell asleep before getting his cookies out to Santa &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUm9kon-uI/AAAAAAAAAH4/o8dUZcNrMz8/s1600-h/111_1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUm9kon-uI/AAAAAAAAAH4/o8dUZcNrMz8/s200/111_1568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419280565858204386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did Jonesie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::CHRISTMAS DAY::&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUq1eo_K3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cNczfERoy8g/s1600-h/111_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUq1eo_K3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cNczfERoy8g/s200/111_1600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419284824856669042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out the front window :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids went to bed fairly early but woke up at 4am and wouldn't go back to sleep, so at 6am we were opening up presents. That went pretty quick cause they wanted one gift after another so in like 20 min we were done. rofl&lt;br /&gt;THEN came the awful task of taking all the toys out of the adult proof [boxes, plastic, wirey things] and getting batteries in the toys. &lt;br /&gt;We opened the front window shade and saw we have these ginormous snow drifts that are like 3+ feet deep! so cool. The snow is still all powdery and blowing around in the wind. &lt;br /&gt;Already we have sledders soming to sled down the hill across the street. &lt;br /&gt;I have yet to go out today lol. &lt;br /&gt;I need AL to come play with me! It's no fun by myself!&lt;br /&gt;We had a good Christmas :) 'cept now everyone is tired from being up late/getting up so early :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUmGokq67I/AAAAAAAAAHo/OBKfATHwyWk/s1600-h/111_1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUmGokq67I/AAAAAAAAAHo/OBKfATHwyWk/s200/111_1570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419279622022556594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" decorations :P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUn3hBnZyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Nqb-i3pxWak/s1600-h/111_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUn3hBnZyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Nqb-i3pxWak/s200/111_1612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419281561321695010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffie in her reindeer outfit... she wasn't too happy :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUpkjIC7GI/AAAAAAAAAII/2AuNN9C2vwM/s1600-h/111_1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUpkjIC7GI/AAAAAAAAAII/2AuNN9C2vwM/s200/111_1616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419283434491276386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gingermuffin rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUqcj11ssI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6q44X4_GwY8/s1600-h/111_1585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUqcj11ssI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6q44X4_GwY8/s200/111_1585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419284396756021954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonesie and George giving their gifts they got each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUrekuP2TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/W7Svqrknpvg/s1600-h/111_1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUrekuP2TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/W7Svqrknpvg/s200/111_1627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419285530863982898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretty makeup palette from my mom :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUtmC91XyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/z2zIFFYWxuw/s1600-h/111_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUtmC91XyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/z2zIFFYWxuw/s200/111_1632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419287858264760098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super cute book cover with my new bookmark from Santa :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUt4XGXn6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/94xjko4rqqc/s1600-h/111_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUt4XGXn6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/94xjko4rqqc/s200/111_1633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419288172906913698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hawaii and joker" I gotta figure out how these work lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUuIh8VJyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ajxi462yZyo/s1600-h/111_1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUuIh8VJyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ajxi462yZyo/s200/111_1634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419288450695505698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love Santa Mouse :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUuXPUtWQI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZRklpS9bJF0/s1600-h/111_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUuXPUtWQI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZRklpS9bJF0/s200/111_1636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419288703395518722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love annie and louise :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUumfKz9QI/AAAAAAAAAJY/jRmE7C56Tj8/s1600-h/111_1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUumfKz9QI/AAAAAAAAAJY/jRmE7C56Tj8/s200/111_1645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419288965347013890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee yay my dad got me a ton of oysters my fave :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUvTgAFjMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MHu9N7GEHSE/s1600-h/111_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUvTgAFjMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MHu9N7GEHSE/s200/111_1646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419289738664578242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from David and Susi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-8157662818741563924?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/8157662818741563924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=8157662818741563924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/8157662818741563924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/8157662818741563924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-09.html' title='CHRISTMAS 09'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SzUkgl2ldtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0OaJguclWXY/s72-c/111_1553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-3051537053749453620</id><published>2009-12-13T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:06:11.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRANSON</title><content type='html'>We left around 9am following Susi and David up to Branson, MO to go to Silver Dollar City. David had stopped at Target and bought a set of Motorola mini walkie talkies so we could talk to each other without having to use our cell phones. It was the best idea ever cause we could talk the whole way there. We kept joking about who else was on the same channel listening to our conversations. lol  Not to mention our pretend cb radio smokey and the bandit talk....&lt;br /&gt; It rained pretty much the whole way there. We then decided to stop in Springfield, MO to go into Bass Pro, but it was sooooo I mean sooooooooo crowded that it was too hard to navigate with 5 kids. I didn't even manage to get a pic with the Martin Truex bass pro hauler billboard thing :( darn rain.&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to Ozark where our Days Inn was and checked in. We went next door to the Rib Crib where we waited forever to be served. All the kids did surprisingly well though. After eating we headed back to the motel for our coats and then met up with Susi's friend and their 7 kids. :o which put us at a total of 12 kids. At this point it was a total downpour and we were trying to decide if we wanted to still try going... which we did cause that was the only reason we drove all the way there. We parked, got soaked waiting for a bus to take us to the park, and then we all got separated on the bus trying to get on and off with all those kids was soooooo scary and hard. It stopped raining by the time we actually got in the park. &lt;br /&gt;We rode the teacups, pirate ships, and dumbo elephants. We then walked around and looked at all their Christmas lights. There was this huge tree that lit up every 15 minutes that was synchronized to music. We stopped to get a drink and I got a Lady Liberty Cherry Cola Swirl. Which was sooo good. It was Cherry coke on ice with whipped cream and a cherry on top :P&lt;br /&gt;We also shared a cotton candy and watched the mini parade that went through the park.&lt;br /&gt; After we were done we decided to head to Lake Tanycoma but they didn't have any lights lit up so we just drove down the Branson strip (joked about wanting to go in the Titanic again) and then headed to Wendy's and back to the motel.&lt;br /&gt;We got up around 8am and decided to go to Village Inn and eat breakfast. I just got a slice of French Silk Chocolate Cream pie. :p When the food came David picked up this black ball off the table and stared at it forever and then was like WTH &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; THIS? ROFL I was like uhhh... I finally figured out it was a blueberry eyeball that had rolled off the kids smiley face pancakes. It was hilarious. I told David I was gonna have to blog about the blueberry eyeballs rolling around the table. &lt;br /&gt;We then headed back into Springfield to visit the cemetery there and then into Carthrage to go to the Precious Moments Museum/gift shop. (just so happened to also be the last town where Sam and Dean Winchester were in Supernatural) We kept joking back and forth to watch out for Sam and Dean and the 69 Impala. &lt;br /&gt;We then headed back into Tulsa. Got home at around 4:30-5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we got soaked and had 12 kids we all had fun :) &lt;br /&gt;It was a good trip! Definitely have to be sure and take the walkie talkies whenever we go somewhere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-3051537053749453620?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3051537053749453620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=3051537053749453620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/3051537053749453620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/3051537053749453620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/12/branson.html' title='BRANSON'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-8375003712610223625</id><published>2009-12-03T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:23:47.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plumber P</title><content type='html'>Last year the city installed a fire hydrant across the street from our house. Over the past year they have dug it up and reinstalled it, get this, 4 times, because the 3 previous times they still couldn't get it to work... seriously? come on... &lt;br /&gt;Every time, they have shut our water off, without telling us, then later came to the door to tell us that they ran into our personal water line and that now we have to run our faucets to get rid of all the air pockets and sediment that has built up... this causes every faucet and toilet to back up with sediment causing us to have to unscrew all the filters and clean them out... (full day project)... this time the sediment backed up the fill valve in the toilet... which caused the toilet not to fill... so in the mindset of refusing to have to pay for roto rooter to come out for the stupid city's mistake... I have been fixing the dumb thing. After researching how to take out and clean the valves I finally got it working again... even after my mom accidentally flushed one of the toilet parts down the toilet.... ;/ rofl &lt;br /&gt;Now on to the kitchen faucet which is one of those new hose attached sprayer things... if only we could ever save manuals to these things it would be a lot simpler...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-8375003712610223625?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/8375003712610223625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=8375003712610223625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/8375003712610223625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/8375003712610223625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/12/plumber-p.html' title='Plumber P'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-2336912269238580138</id><published>2009-11-27T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:07:21.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK FRIDAY 2009</title><content type='html'>Susi and I decided to go together this year and I went over to her house to spend the night. Her cousin Tishanda was there and we watched "Four Christmases" and "The Ugly Truth". Both were hilarious and we couldn't stop laughing though that could have been the non stop texting between us during the movie and the constant facebook updating...&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we saw a commercial saying that Old Navy was opening at 3am. It was 1am and we decided we would just stay up and go instead of going to bed for a couple of hours just to get up anyway. Around 2:30am we headed to Old Navy got out of the car and looked at the line.... &lt;br /&gt;O. M. G. The line was as long as the store then wrapped around the parking lot and all the way back to the apartment complexes behind. We were both like HECK NO this aint worth it for some $5 dollar fleeces. We were then like uhhh what do we do now since nothing else opens till 5am? &lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to QT for coffee and dr. pepper lol then we went to Toys R Us. They had opened at 12am. It was super crowded and the line to checkout wrapped all around the inside of the store. We decided to leave there cause we wouldn't have time to checkout and make it to Target before they opened. &lt;br /&gt;We got to Target around 3:30am and got in line behind like 50 or so people. It wasn't bad at all, just freezing! lol We got a free tote bag while waiting in line and at 5am the doors opened and we went in to get our stuff. After finding our Dvds and such we went looking for the $3 coffee pots. We kept going up and down aisles and couldn't find them when finally we went down the actual coffee pot aisle and saw about 10 boxes on the very top shelf that no one was looking up at or could reach. I wanted 4 and Susi wanted 2 so being the giant I am I was easily able to get them and we put them in our buggy. By then 2 other women came down and took the remaining 4. Then more people saw that we found at least some of the coffee pots and they started saying HEY they took ALL the coffee pots... blah blah blah rofl Susi and I just hurriedly walked away. We're like we've waited since 3am and there's more some where else so back off. rofl &lt;br /&gt;Target was very smooth and we didn't have to wait in line at all to checkout. We went to Walmart next, left there pretty smoothly as well and then we decided to go to Best Buy. Got to Best Buy and we were like yay they have Season 4 of Supernatural left... The sign said Season 1-3 on sale but I told Susi that the ad had a pic of the Season 4 dvd. We asked a best buy girl and she looked it up and it was on sale but no one was buying them cause the sign was wrong. The news crew and radio station had set up inside Best Buy and I'm pretty sure at one point we were being filmed in the long checkout line. rofl After Best Buy we headed back to Susi's and ate Mcdonalds. That was pretty much our Black Friday. We had fun freezing to death. Old Navy was definitely the craziest out of the all the stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target: OTH Season 6&lt;br /&gt;Psych Season 3&lt;br /&gt;Monk Season 7&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Veronica Mars Season 1&lt;br /&gt;Made of Honor&lt;br /&gt;Journey to the Center of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;$3 Coffee Pots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walmart: several $3.20 Dvds &lt;br /&gt;$3 pjs for the boys&lt;br /&gt;Miley shirts and scarves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Buy: Carrie Underwood Play On for $6.99&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural Season 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-2336912269238580138?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2336912269238580138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>GAVIN TSHIRT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gdgwebteam.com/img/link/875/23/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gdgwebteam.com/img/out/vintage-t.jpg" width="400" height="197" alt="Vintage T-Shirt Promotional Banner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-1576494922585465456?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/1576494922585465456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=1576494922585465456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/1576494922585465456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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(Our 4th) She wanted to take McKenna and KaLynn since they love him too.&lt;br /&gt;Susi picked me up in a rental car Sat. morn but the cig. lighter didn't work so we couldn't charge our phones or use the GPS and we were like wth. We decided to take it back to the rental place and make them exchange it. We ended up with a better car that actually worked. lol We hit the road... late... after making up time ;) we found our hotel like 4+ hours later... I believe it was a Fairfield? anyways it was super cool with orange, blue, and green decor. We got dressed and headed for the fair... after getting seriously lost cause the directions the hotel girl gave were so not clear and they somehow got confused with our room number.. ROFL We finally got there, parked and snagged our 4 spots in second row. Where we set for like 4 hours. Susi and McKenna headed into the fair portion for food. We ended up with cardboard chicken fingers? and rootbeer... then we got attacked by bees after our rootbeer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought josh hats, shirts, and keychains. It was super nice outside so the waiting wasn't bad. First up was Jarrod Neimmon. He wrote some pretty popular songs for other artists and is now trying his hand at being a country star. &lt;br /&gt;After him Josh came on!!!&lt;br /&gt;He was amazing as always!!! He sang several new songs and some he wrote a week before hand. They were amazing as well. I think both Susi and my fave part was when Josh began to sing "Stay with Me" and would get as far as "clock on the wall is..." then quit and would say "I think I hear another song in this.. see listen..." and he'd start to sing it again... pretty soon he breaks into "Hold on to the Night" by Richard Marx... then blended it back in to "Stay with Me" needless to say it was amazing and hilarious when another band member held up a lighter.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;During his encore we decided to go stand in line to get his autograph. He signed our hats and the girls shirts. Then we got back in line for photos and we got a group photo with him...He said something about the girls being too short and asked if they minded him picking them up... of course they didn't mind they both think he's their boyfriend. ROFL The girls gave him the pictures they drew for him. Too cute. We left all giggly and fan girlish with the windows down and Josh blaring. We always are kicking ourselves after because we never can manage to say anything more to him then "awesome concert and thanks for the autographs/pic". We are going to memorize something to say next time...  We stopped at Wendys and headed back to the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;We got up at 8:30am to get the free breakfast and get ready to go "The Legends" outdoor mall in Kansas City. I wanted to go to the CCO that I hear so much about on the youtube makeup tutorials. I thought it'd be super big and filled with all different brands of cheap cosmetics but no... they only carried Mac, Estee Lauder, Clinique, and Bobbi Brown. I was like wth? I did end up buying an Estee Lauder bag filled with makeup... I really just wanted the bag for $17.00. &lt;br /&gt;We then went in to TJMax where I pretty much found my dream boots (over the knee black suede) except the price was CRAZY... I ended up with them though.... ROFL shhhh Leather... &lt;br /&gt;I'm still having buyers remorse... I wouldn't have a prob at all but wearing the boots I'm 6'2..... lol I also bought my mom a (FRANCO) purse from Wilson's Leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then ate at Cheeseburger Paradise (restaurant by Jimmy Buffett) Then we hit the road to head to Missouri to go to the Titanic to pick up the infamous blue heart charm that I lost from my trip with PAL. We kept stopping and driving back and forth over the border of Ks/Mo cause we couldn't find any postcards/shot glasses with Ks on them :( we got super behind and knew the Titanic closed at 8pm and the GPS said our ETA was 9:45pm. We got bummed cause we were like we drove all this way and we're so not going to make it in time. + the GPS took us some crazy country roads... After Susi made up time pretending to be one of the first women Nascar drivers we made it at 7:30pm. We got to the giftshop and picked up our charms/suckers. And then took some pics outside before heading to Wendy's in Branson and getting the hottest chicken known to mankind... (totally inedible fyi don't get the buffalo boneless chicken OMG) Susi was all we are so NOT driving back through Arkansas to get home... but alas all of a sudden we were in Arkansas ROFL and lost in the same spot PAL was lost. We kept turning around to get on the right highway. The GPS had us driving through a forest... we were driving through towns that were like "pop. 75" and the roads were soooo winding............&lt;br /&gt;We FINALLY made it back to Oklahoma and to Susi's house where we unloaded the rental and then we dropped the rental off and Susi brought me home. *sighs* i miss our roadtrip and josh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-5837357459962507483?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/5837357459962507483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=5837357459962507483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/5837357459962507483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/5837357459962507483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/09/josh-weekend.html' title='JOSH WEEKEND'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-932970976311817838</id><published>2009-08-26T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:21:20.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAVIN CONCERT :)</title><content type='html'>July 7th 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZWoQMQcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XWStKbgjKfA/s1600-h/l_c7c742a8ce164685bf88d0cb8068fa81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZWoQMQcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XWStKbgjKfA/s200/l_c7c742a8ce164685bf88d0cb8068fa81.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374511081866412482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With bffs Annie and Louise in tow we went to the Spirit Bank Center here in Tulsa and saw Green River Ordinance, Collective Soul, and Gavin Degraw! Annie being a member of Gavin's fan club got up super early the morning they went on sale and scored us 3 VIP packages, which included first row tix to the concert, a meet &amp; greet with Gavin, poster, tshirt, laminate, and sticker. The morning of the concert we made tank tops that said "Gavin DeGraw We Belong Together." We got transfer paper specifically for dark material and assumed the background would iron on clear... to our surprise UM NO! It ironed on WHITE! WTH! They turned out sooo crazy looking cause there's like this bright white oval on our tanks with pink writing on them. We decided to wear them anyway and Gavin appreciated us making them so it was all worth it. We also made Gavin a tshirt and Annie wrote a message to him telling him that his music had brought us together as friends and asked him to play WBT since it's our song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZpBslXoI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OUU3zv052qg/s1600-h/gavindegrawjuly72009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZpBslXoI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OUU3zv052qg/s200/gavindegrawjuly72009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374511397934030466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZpvbWqhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HWevEWXeBo4/s1600-h/l_1fa9987c9fbc4cc886f119625c3c2ef7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZpvbWqhI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HWevEWXeBo4/s200/l_1fa9987c9fbc4cc886f119625c3c2ef7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374511410209794578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the Spirit Bank Center super early cause it was all rainy and stuff. After what seemed like forever of waiting we finally got our VIP passes and we bought ourselves sexy concert ts. At a little after 6:30pm Gavin's crew member came out to gather the 12 VIP people to follow him into a back hallway. At first we got put in this supppper long line of meet &amp; greets and we were like WTH! Annie asked some crew guy how it worked with the meet &amp; greets being there was so many people... and the guy was all he'll probably just say hi and such and won't be signing anything. We were super bummed after that but then the guy in charge separated us VIP peeps into a separate room and told us we'd have extra time with Gavin... :P&lt;br /&gt;We got the rest of our VIP goodies in the room and got super excited waiting on Gavin. Annie then looked out the door and started jumping up and down squeeling "GAVIN'S OUT THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Then PAL of course all started getting super excited and all fangirl squeely. After Gavin met with the long line of regular meet &amp; greets he came in the room and the whole room went totally silent. He said, "Hello!" and everyone was finally like *gasp* "Hello!" After that he went around the room introducing himself to everyone and was all "Hold Me" *melts* After the introductions he then went around and signed our posters and took pics with us. Annie totally wrapped her arms around him and the older women were all "she's  tackling him" ROFL Then L took her pic with him then when it was my turn I said, "Can I tackle you too?!" He was like, "what?!" ROFL I can't believe the only thing I said to him besides my name was "CAN I TACKLE YOU TOO?! He was super sweet and nice and totally gorgeous in person! Annie and Louise kept making fun of me cause I was blushing so much. *insert WLM eyepoke here* After we took a group shot with all the 12 VIPS we headed to the car to put all our VIP goodies inside so they wouldn't get sqooshed in the concert. We got back to catch a couple of songs by Green River Ordinance and watched A trip up the step to get to our seats. ooo to have a had a pic of that... ROFL After Green River, L and I went to get drinks and popcorn while we waited on Collective Soul. Since we were there for Gavin I wasn't all that familiar with Collective Soul. The lead singer kept looking at us like "why aren't you singing along" and I'm like ahhh I don't know any of your songs :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZojBuY4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/M-KTfiL5DfQ/s1600-h/collectivesoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZojBuY4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/M-KTfiL5DfQ/s200/collectivesoul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374511389701202818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only complaint about the concert was the security people. They wouldn't let the first row stand next to the gate thing at the stage and made us stand on this awful incline right next to our seats and if you stood over the yellow line you got yelled at and kicked out. It was sooooo uncomfortable and it freaked me out thinking I was gonna get yelled at any minute for accidentally stepping on the stupid line. &lt;br /&gt;After Collective Soul, Gavin came out and we all stood up and the stupid security guy totally yelled at us and was all "SIT DOWN" we were like WTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gavin was amazing as always and so entertaining!!! He played all our fave songs! I fell in love with the song "Lover Be Strong" that night :P Sadly he didn't sing WBT but he was amazing! It was an amazing experience since Gavin had brought us together as friends and then we got to meet him and see his show together! It was a once in a lifetime experience! We all had so much fun dancing and singing along! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYaDvIYmEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3m57EHnhVBk/s1600-h/l_dca3428de50448b6bfe726b6eca5aab7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYaDvIYmEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3m57EHnhVBk/s200/l_dca3428de50448b6bfe726b6eca5aab7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374511856806828098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZqnO0H-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/szzmVBwIf3Y/s1600-h/l_a3d6919c06b4458fb1f7080b06ebc753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZqnO0H-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/szzmVBwIf3Y/s200/l_a3d6919c06b4458fb1f7080b06ebc753.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374511425189584866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After the concert we ran into Green River Ordinance and had our pics taken with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZqPf44SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/B26ECkzb2Qs/s1600-h/greenriverordinance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZqPf44SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/B26ECkzb2Qs/s200/greenriverordinance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374511418818748706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert we were totally on a high and didn't go to bed till like 4:30am. Early the next morning we got up and immediately added our pics with Gavin on FB and Myspace to make everyone jealous!&lt;br /&gt;It's still unbelievable that we got to meet him!!! And will always be one of the best nights of my life because it meant sooo much that we got to meet him together! He's such an amazingly talented artist!!!! WE BELONG TOGETHER BABY! *giggles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-932970976311817838?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/932970976311817838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=932970976311817838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/932970976311817838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/932970976311817838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/gavin-concert.html' title='GAVIN CONCERT :)'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/SpYZWoQMQcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XWStKbgjKfA/s72-c/l_c7c742a8ce164685bf88d0cb8068fa81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-9213693937640017426</id><published>2009-08-08T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:31:49.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 BDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie reminded me that I still had yet to blog about my bday so here I am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least what I can remember... LOL&lt;br /&gt;In what like 4 years?! it was the first time annie hadn't eyepoked me at midnight... *eyepoke* there! that makes up for it. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up, found out (after my dad came in to wish me a happy birthday) that my mom thought my birthday was the following day. ROFL She hurriedly ransacked her bedroom to find my bday present and gave it to me (unwrapped) LOL! I got a black tank top with jewels on it and a maroon old navy t shirt. My dad gave me an ankle bracelet with a heart charm. I then opened L's and A's presents that had been sitting in the same place since July 1st taunting me. I got the cutest shirt from L (which I wore that day) along with matching bracelets! A also sent a bracelet and the cutest keychain ever, along with a cell phone charm!! plus they got me the most gorgeous gift ever early *melts* ;) Mr. Gavin Degraw himself OMG!  Thanks guys!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/Sn5J3mfRozI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sNFr5l2PB8o/s1600-h/gavindegrawjuly72009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/Sn5J3mfRozI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sNFr5l2PB8o/s200/gavindegrawjuly72009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367809025445569330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got ready to go to Susi's to drop off the kids. On the way we stopped at Sonic to pick up lunch for everyone... the girl brings 7 drinks to the car and says "I hate to tell you this but we ran out of drink holders." (I have 2 cup holders available in the car) I was like "what!?" So allll the way to Susi's we had to balance all these drinks... let's just say it was short of disaster. After dropping the kids off we headed to Gardner's used books. http://www.gardnersbooks.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the Beauty and the Beast moment when Belle opens her eyes in the Beast's library. My first words were "I could live here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/4973/beautyandthebeastl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/4973/beautyandthebeastl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We started off looking at the best sellers and before long we had drifted apart... After about 30 minutes and about one shelf later... lol I realized I had lost my mom. I searched... but still couldn't find her. I figured it was best to stay put (like boy scouts teach you) and about 10 minutes later she walks up with an armful of books and says "where have you been?!" I was like well... actually I don't know... We were there for about 2 hours and only made it though about 5 shelves of books. My mom said that when the basket was full we would have to go... so 36 books later we left. We then stopped at the expresso bar and got iced coffees and headed back to Susi's. On the way home we stopped off for chinese food to take home. Mom and I then watched the "Thin Man" and I fell asleep. At around 5pm we decided to go outside and sit under the umbrella and go through all the books. We drank sant' gria and smirnoff :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/Sn5H1J_rmXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aXEuj9Rsb10/s1600-h/july09+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/Sn5H1J_rmXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aXEuj9Rsb10/s200/july09+125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367806784413866354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My mom then gave me a bathrobe with eeyore on it :) and I had got a matching green, hat, scarf, and purse the day before. &lt;br /&gt;Yay!! so that was my 22nd bday!! Thanks to everyone who sent best wishes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I realized yesterday that it was the first time in 5 years that I had forgot to watch the bday episode of Gilmore Girls on my birthday! :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/6012/gilmoregirlsrorysbirthd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/6012/gilmoregirlsrorysbirthd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QqqmOkiPmW8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QqqmOkiPmW8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-9213693937640017426?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/9213693937640017426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=9213693937640017426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/9213693937640017426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/9213693937640017426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/22-bday.html' title='22 BDAY'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9OVAapaDuQ/Sn5J3mfRozI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sNFr5l2PB8o/s72-c/gavindegrawjuly72009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-7504259622655994819</id><published>2009-07-29T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:16:03.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>okay, so it isn't officially my birthday until something like 2:18am so I'm still 21 as of yet!!! This is the first bday in years that I haven't been chatting with my bff annie when the clock struck midnight! *eyepoke* &lt;br /&gt;I spent the evening at Susi's. David thought it would be cool if we went to rue21 one more time before I turned 22. (since my nickname is rue and i'm 21) We took the kids and shopped there till they closed at 9pm. I ended up with 4 pairs of $5 shorts and a shirt and 3 pairs of shoes. We are so going back tomorrow for more 2 dollar shoes though!! Then afterwards we went to Applebees for their 2 for 20 special but Susi got all confused cause we didn't get dessert included like at chilis. LOL I got steak yummy! and we got the mile high peanut butter chocolate icecream dessert. sooo yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to her house to look over all our new cute clothes, drool over Josh Gracin and look at wedding bands online. (hmmm was that brought about by josh?) lol &lt;br /&gt;After the hecka slow midnight train I came home :)&lt;br /&gt;Susi's watching the boys tomorrow so my mom and I can go to Gardners used books and shop. I've never been there and it's supposed to be so HUGE you need a map just to find the genre of book/music you want. :P I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Thanks for dinner Susi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And for my cali sweatshirt that you so could have got at rue and I would have never known but I LOVE my dana point one! Cali sweatshirts are the best!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! Happy 22 bday to me in less then an hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-7504259622655994819?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/7504259622655994819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=7504259622655994819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/7504259622655994819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/7504259622655994819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday.html' title='BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-1311340665696400672</id><published>2009-06-15T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:41:35.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOO FUNNY</title><content type='html'>SO I totally forgot to tell you the other day but on Sat. we had to have a cable guy come out to fix the internet/phones. Anyway my mom calls me the second he leaves and was like "YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN HERE!!!!!" I was like, "huh?" She then says, "The guy that came was totally cute!!!" (she never talks about guys or them being cute...especially to me) In like 30 minutes she knew like his life story.... &lt;br /&gt;and by the end of the convo she said he was cute 9 times...&lt;br /&gt;then she was all... "he was almost as cute as the plumber that came the other day" &lt;br /&gt;I was like wth? How come I'm missing all the hot guys? But ya she proceeded to tell me the life stories of 2 guys of which I don't even know their names and will never meet...&lt;br /&gt;annie says:&lt;br /&gt;   that's hilarious &lt;br /&gt;Paula   Sneakers says:&lt;br /&gt; I know right   &lt;br /&gt;annie says:&lt;br /&gt; well maybe you should break the lines/plumbing so that they come back  &lt;br /&gt;Paula   Sneakers says:&lt;br /&gt;      OH BUT WAIT... The FEW times I have been home and had to deal with the handy fixer people... they are always about 50 years old and look like the usual "plumber" sterotype   &lt;br /&gt; THAT is my luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally hilarious though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-1311340665696400672?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/1311340665696400672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=1311340665696400672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/1311340665696400672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/1311340665696400672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/06/too-funny.html' title='TOO FUNNY'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-8253328658393841108</id><published>2009-06-14T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:40:20.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM BLOG</title><content type='html'>*giggles* I'm totally bored and it's too quiet to sleep. Maybe it was the 3 dr.peppers I had as well... What else to do at 1:30am then to blog of course!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see not much happening I watched the boys for several days. One of them being George's birthday. Poor kids every time their birthdays come around something is always going on and they never get a party. My mom and I always make sure they have fun though. George and I made huge chocolate cupcakes and homemade icing. He decorated them all by dumping 4 different kinds of sprinkles on them. I then took him over to my grandmas where we ate the cupcakes and he opened his presents. Afterwards I packed them up and took them home with me where we spent the next day outside. They played while I painted our back porch and read yet another book. It was soooo hot I think I lost 10 pounds sweating. They got to play in their little pool and elmo sprinkler. haha If only I had the camera when Mellow had joined in on all the fun. I think he loves the pool and sprinkler more than them. &lt;br /&gt;I got my dad and I new phone cases to go with our new phones also a 2gb memory card so I can transfer and store more music and such on my phone. I also ended up buying 82 books on ebay for a whopping price of 31.00 with shipping! I was so excited! That should last me the rest of the summer. If not there is seriously something wrong with me and I should be treated for a reading addiction. and yay! I finally bought AHR! instead of just checking it out of the library! I'm soo ready to read it again. + I also bought us the other book that hopefully will become another addiction. oooo and I also discovered shelfari this week, which has turned into one of my all time fave websites! hello virtual bookshelf! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways hope everyone has a great week!!!!&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-8253328658393841108?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/8253328658393841108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=8253328658393841108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/8253328658393841108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/8253328658393841108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-blog.html' title='RANDOM BLOG'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-1756294354184895682</id><published>2009-06-06T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:07:58.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY TRIP</title><content type='html'>Long time no blog! I spent the past couple of days with my grandma so I was without a computer... I sooo gotta take mine over there and leave it.&lt;br /&gt;I came home this morning at around 9am so my dad and I could load up our lawn mower into his truck and drive to the lake to mow. The neighbor had thankfully been mowing it for us cause this was the first time we had been able to go down there this summer. My dad went ahead and mowed though since we had spent the trouble of coming down to mow and such. Since I can't do anything lol I carefully made my way down the long hill to the dock and laid out on it and read a book and listened to Carrie Underwood with my feet dangling into the water. It was soooo nice down there today and there weren't a lot of boaters and sea doo peeps out trying to kill us all with their wake.&lt;br /&gt;All the docks have got hit hard by the storms and they're looking kinda sad. I think ours has had to be fixed 3 times in the past year just from it being ripped apart by wind, waves, and high water. &lt;br /&gt;We went to to my favorite hamburger place ever and got hamburgers. He was mega crowded but we waited anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We spent some more time on the dock and headed home since Mellow and Wilbur were probably crazy waiting for someone to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-1756294354184895682?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/1756294354184895682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=1756294354184895682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/1756294354184895682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/1756294354184895682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-trip.html' title='DAY TRIP'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-5007488485365544563</id><published>2009-05-13T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:07:04.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIP TO ARCADIA</title><content type='html'>Saturday night my mom and I decide that we haven't got to go anywhere or do anything in forever so we up and decided to just leave town for a day and get away from everything. So for Mother's Day we decided to drive to Arcadia to visit "Pops" on Rt 66. Arcadia stands for "land of peace and tranquility". We've all been wanting to go there for sometime. They have a selection of 500 different flavors and they have a soda and gift shop inside. www.pops66.com&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning it was raining but we left anyway it took about 2 hrs to get there cause we got stuck in stand still traffic on the highway. It usually would take like 1hr 30 minutes... We also stopped at the Arcadia Round Barn. We weren't going to stop cause we had no idea what it even was, but we did. The bottom of the barn was a musuem of the barn's history. Upstairs was this gorgeous wood floored space. They rent it out for parties, weddings, etc. It would be soooo pretty to have a wedding in it. The guy who takes care of it told us the only thing they couldn't do up there was have a square dance... lol cause it's round... &lt;br /&gt;After that we drove home and everyone was totally upset at us for leaving town. ROFL We were like w/e we have lives... sometimes... LOL&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun and bought 12 different flavors of pop. So far I've tried the Dublin Dr. Pepper. Vanilla egg cream, and Chocolate egg cream soda. They've all been really good. :P Definitely have to go there this summer on our trip to okcity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-5007488485365544563?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/5007488485365544563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=5007488485365544563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/5007488485365544563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/5007488485365544563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-to-arcadia.html' title='TRIP TO ARCADIA'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-2411430794201430475</id><published>2009-04-04T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:12:30.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MELLOW AGAIN...</title><content type='html'>Today has been one of the first nice days in the past couple of weeks so since I just had George to babysit we went outside. We spent the entire day out there playing and such. I had to sit in the sun to read my book cause the table umbrella kept trying to blow away. :( so I'm burnt to a crisp... :( George was smart and spent his time in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;THEN we decide to grill so I got that all ready and saw Mellow laying in the grass with his front paws around his nose. I was like what is that dog doing now... A couple minutes later I look over and he's still messing with his nose. I walk over and looked at him and was like geez have your lips aways been that big.. 8O &lt;br /&gt;I kinda looked him over and that was all I noticed. I went inside and got my mom to see if he looked different. In the time it took to go get her, his eyes had swelled up so much he could hardly see. He looked like one of those scrunched up bulldogs that have so many wrinkles you can't see their face. I hurridly called the vet's number but they were already closed (how come every emergency happens when everything is closed?) They had an emergency number so my mom called it to say he either ate something or got stung by something and they said to give him childrens benadryl and if he got worse or had other side effects to call back. We brought him in and we all stared at him. lol We figured he ate or got stung by a bee cause he had been chasing them most of the day. (dumb dog) My mom kept telling him "you better not die, you can't do it to us." I was like *gulp* WHAT?!  SO we stared at him some more. LOL He had us all freaked out. We stared at him so long it seemed like hours and my mom looked at the clock and was like "IT'S ONLY BEEN 10 MINUTES!" LOL After that I continued to try to finish grilling (burning up all the hotdogs). It's been about 6 hours and he's not as swelled up as he was but he's still all funny looking. He sure freaked us out. He's eating and drinking and is his usual self. Just scratchy LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm off to workout and finish laundry and give him more medicine. &lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has had a better start to their weekend then me. LOL ooo and to the list of things he has ate in the past week... he brought my dad a garden snake...(mellow was very proud of this) and he unzipped and ripped the stuffing out of his bed... I'll keep you updated on his latest escapades.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-2411430794201430475?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2411430794201430475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=2411430794201430475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2411430794201430475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2411430794201430475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/04/mellow-again.html' title='MELLOW AGAIN...'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-4443757958127233678</id><published>2009-03-26T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:07:17.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH THAT DOG!</title><content type='html'>Mellow strikes again. This evening my mom came home and looked out the backdoor to see what Mellow was up to. She saw another broken glass frog and goes out to pick it all up while muttering incoherent mad rumblings at Mellow. LOL Like 2 minutes later she yells into the house that Mellow is eating something. I go out and I was all squinting trying to figure out what he was eating out in the yard... then I was like "omg that looks like a wing... and a leg..." EWWWWWWW then I realized he was out there tearing apart and eating a bird...... I about threw up it was soooooooooo disgusting. Needless to say he's locked up in the utility room and not allowed in my room tonight. ugh since no one was out there we don't know whether he caught the bird or found it dead..... still GROSS!!!!! yuuuup gotta love dogs. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-4443757958127233678?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/4443757958127233678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=4443757958127233678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/4443757958127233678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/4443757958127233678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh-that-dog.html' title='UGH THAT DOG!'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-2172198290550260229</id><published>2009-03-24T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:59:41.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellow the Destroyer</title><content type='html'>As always I haven't blogged in a while, possibly because I've been too tired...picking up the latest of Mellow's escapades of destroying everything he can carry off. In the past 2 weeks the little angel has ate 1 flip flop, 1 sandle, 1 can koozy thing, a chair arm, and snuck off one by one my mom's lawn decor which included, 3 frogs, 1 turtle, 1 rabbit, and a birdhouse. He also snuck away a magazine from the library which he shredded all over the backyard. I'll either have to tape together the 273 pieces I had to pick up all over the lawn(very unlikely) or pay for the stupid thing. :O &lt;br /&gt;My mom is so mad at him and complains about him all the time. Though, everytime she comes back from the store she has him new toys or treats or rawhides. She also manages to find all the cute stuffed Mellow's, plastic Mellow's, and movies that have dogs that look like Mellow. I know deep down she looooves my little Marley dog. If you come to our front door there's now a foot tall Mellow holding a welcome sign. :P&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joys of being a dog, he's now asleep next to me with his head on a pillow and his feet in the air. &lt;br /&gt;Well I better be logging off before he decides he wants to eat my laptop as a snack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-2172198290550260229?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2172198290550260229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=2172198290550260229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2172198290550260229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2172198290550260229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/mellow-destroyer.html' title='Mellow the Destroyer'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-2277443552334728661</id><published>2009-02-28T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:42:06.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT ON THE TOWN</title><content type='html'>Kara and I met at the Cheesecake Factory for dinner :) &lt;br /&gt;I kept hearing all about it from people and she was like we should just go. &lt;br /&gt;We had to wait like 20 minutes for our table which wasn't bad. There was like no place to stand so we had to stand where they display their cheesecakes. Then some lady was all *rude voice* "EXCUSE ME I WANT TO LOOK AT THE CHEESECAKES." We're like "geez there's no place to stand" *walks off while glaring at her*&lt;br /&gt;We decide to eat dinner there as well. Their menu is like a 10 page book! LOL You could get anything I mean anything you wanted to eat from eggs, shepards pie, hamburgers, soups, salads, sandwiches, fish, steak, chicken, pasta, pizza...... ROFL I was so amazed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting the chicken cabanaro.....OH MY GOSH first thing I told Kara was that it was 500x better than the Olive Garden. It was the same price range too! [I even brought some of the pasta home and my mom was like oh my gosh that's good!] I then ordered a key lime slice of cheesecake and Kara ordered a Raspberry Lemon slice. Okay for $6.95 a slice I was expecting like miraculous, huge, amazing, cheesecake.... I was sooo dissappointed when all I got was like a regular cheesecake slice. It tasted the same as buying a frozen "Edwards" brand pie. So ya their food =amazing cheesecake=:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we were going to go to the Dollar theater but it was between watching Twilight or Bolt............ um ya. &lt;br /&gt;[btw kara = huge twilight fan] *cries*&lt;br /&gt;She knew she was not getting me to watch twilight so we went to Barnes &amp; Noble to browse books. [I looked for the Franco mag... no luck :( ] We ended up picking out a "1001 what dreams mean" book and the "He's Just Not That Into You" book. It was kinda crowded so we were trying to find somewhere to sit down and look at our books. We find this corner that had 2 step stools sitting there so we're like okay we'll just sit here.... Meanwhile, we are back there (softly) giggling over the stuff in the books and 10 minutes go by and people kinda look at us and we're like wth? Kara looks up and goes "oh my gosh... look what we're sitting under..." yup we're sitting together under the [GAY &amp; LESBIAN] section. 10 seconds later this girl is kinda eying us as she stops to look in the section.... Kara like starts to hover into her book and I'm sitting there trying soooo hard not to laugh... she finally left and then we got up and left LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we drove back to my car and we just sat and talked... well we flipped the seats back and laid there while decorating her pt crusier with her scarf and talked. We had it as a canopy then curtains then Kara wore it as a turbon. &lt;br /&gt;ROFL we are so randomly hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our Saturday evening :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else had a good one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-2277443552334728661?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2277443552334728661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=2277443552334728661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2277443552334728661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2277443552334728661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/out-on-town.html' title='OUT ON THE TOWN'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-4927921380389390709</id><published>2009-02-24T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:55:52.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL!!!</title><content type='html'>It is nice to be able to get over it and move on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The election is over. It is time to repair&lt;br /&gt;friendships with the other party. Governor Sarah Palin is doing her part&lt;br /&gt;to do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the world cannot understand how, after bitter election&lt;br /&gt;campaigns, American politicians can kiss and make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, Gov. Palin has invited, to her great state of Alaska,&lt;br /&gt;the men who defeated her, Barack Obama and Joe Biden. She has set up&lt;br /&gt;a moose hunting trip for their enjoyment and hired three prominent&lt;br /&gt;experts in their field to assist them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick Cheney will lead them on the hunt, Ted Kennedy will drive them&lt;br /&gt;back to their cabins each evening, and Bill Clinton will entertain their&lt;br /&gt;wives and daughters while the hunters are afield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lady! That Sarah is such a sport and thinks of everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha whoever thought of that is too funny!&lt;br /&gt;McCain/Palin so should have won!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-4927921380389390709?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/4927921380389390709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=4927921380389390709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/4927921380389390709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/4927921380389390709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/rofl.html' title='ROFL!!!'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-4976634273827816294</id><published>2009-02-24T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:51:36.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOO Furious</title><content type='html'>So this morning I decided to go to Walgreens to try and find L's magazines and to blockbuster to return a movie. Walking back to the jeep from blockbuster I saw the front bumper was mega scuffed up and covered in black stuff. I was like WTH?! I'm like going back in my mind thinking okay I SO did not do that. I know it didn't happen today cause I didn't park in a spot where it could have happened. I came home and asked my mom about it since she drives it more than me and she's like "I didn't do it!!!!" We have no idea when it happened but I guess in some parking lot this week someone hit it and didn't leave a note or anything. It's not like everytime we go somewhere we walk around the entire car to see if anything happened to it so ya. I hope the person who did it is racked with guilt for like ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-4976634273827816294?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/4976634273827816294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=4976634273827816294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/4976634273827816294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/4976634273827816294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/sooo-furious.html' title='SOOO Furious'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-2888151263881520446</id><published>2009-02-22T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:30:54.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ur so gay and u don't even like boys</title><content type='html'>My weekend was fulltime busy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: My dad and I went shoe shopping :) We went to the mall to famous footwear then to pick up the candy L wanted. After that we went to return another pair of shoes that my dad had bought then to walmart for groceries. We came home and we then went to my grandmas to see my aunt that had came in town. Then at like 7pm we came home and I made faijitas for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: My mom like pounds on my door at 7:45am and says "I didn't know if you needed up early this morning?!" I was like "what? no." and she says "you're putting in the new light this morning aren't ya?" ROFL &lt;br /&gt;My mom had bought a new light fixture for our kitchen and was anxious to see it up. The old fixture needed to be taken out and to do that ya had to go in the attic and  redo the outlet box. My dad started out doing it but I finished it cause he gets dizzy if he bends over for like over 5 seconds. LOL &lt;br /&gt;So after getting up in the attic and getting covered in dust and insulation we got it put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the rest of the day finishing the laundry so I could have room in the utility room to put up my wallpaper border. I had forgot to put it in like weeks ago when I had painted. It took forever cause it wouldn't stick to the wall so I had to like use this new glue my mom had ordered. Thankfully she ordered it for something else or I would still be out there holding the border up on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mellow was unhappy cause he had to stay outside while I did it. He's scared of the dark and was mad he wasn't inside in his bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole weekend I couldn't get the ur so gay song out of my head. ROFL I'd be doing some random thing and then be all "i hope you hang yourself with your h&amp;m scarf..." hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry rocks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-2888151263881520446?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2888151263881520446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=2888151263881520446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2888151263881520446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2888151263881520446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/ur-so-gay-and-u-dont-even-like-boys.html' title='ur so gay and u don&apos;t even like boys'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-874924726784431780</id><published>2009-02-19T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:35:56.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MINI ROAD TRIP :)</title><content type='html'>So since the pipes under the sink totally like fell apart yesterday my mom called a plumber to come out this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the kids last night for like ever so my mom and dad could go shopping. They bought a new faucet with a fancy sprayer and soap dispenser all built in. Then decided if we were already going to have a plumber out we might as well have a new sink. My dad picked out this new slate colored graphite sink that can never be scratched scortched chipped etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up super early this morning cause of course they always give you like a 4 hour window of when they might come... At 8:30am he came (cute btw) and after like an hour of trying to get the boys to leave him alone I finally just said go get in the car and we'll drive somewhere. So we drove...and drove...and drove some more. We didn't really have anywhere to go or anyone to visit so I just took them to look at horses and cows and farms and hay bales ROFL Then we went to mcdonalds for chicken nuggets and to Arby's for curly fries. Next, we went and sat in the "parks" parking lot to eat. it was so freakin cold out we couldn't play. &lt;br /&gt;At noon we finally decided to come home cause I was tired of driving in the middle of nowhere and needed gas. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;Now the day isn't even half over and it feels like it should be night time. I wonder what lays in store ahead. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-874924726784431780?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/874924726784431780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=874924726784431780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/874924726784431780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/874924726784431780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/mini-road-trip.html' title='MINI ROAD TRIP :)'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-6561354464854333347</id><published>2009-02-17T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:35:21.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAY THE 17th</title><content type='html'>haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO meanwhile as TUESDAY the 17th is Psych's rendition of FRIDAY the 13th it came to haunt me. &lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up lol then went to the library to pick up some cds. Then I had to go to Payless shoes to exchange some shoes my mom got me. I am currently in a quest to find the perfect tennis shoe. My poor feet lol from all the problems I have with them I can't wear hardly any of my shoes anymore or new shoes for that matter. I tried on every pair they had and like 4 different people kept coming over to ask if I needed help or if I was okay I'm like ya... for the fourth time... and sadly couldn't find any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I then came home and babysat for my mom so she could go run errands for my grandma. When she came back I thought I'd go to Kmart to see what shoes they had which ended up to be none. While I was looking at the shoes the overhead light began to flicker on and off but not like the light was going out. I was like okay weird... I ended up making my way to the other side of the store and that light began to flicker... every aisle I went on that subsequent light would begin to flicker. In Supernatural everytime lights flicker on and off theres like a ghost lingering with Sam and Dean not far behind. I'm like duuuuuuuude wheres Sam and Dean when I need them. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then came home and cooked dinner. While I was making the fried rice and orange chicken the sink started filling up with water from the drain I was like wth... then I looked down and water starting pouring out of the cabinet under the sink... I hurridly turned off the dishwasher and opened the cabinet doors. Some pipe had just like fell off and spewed hot water everywhere. There's still like a huge mess in the kitchen cause I couldn't clean up after dinner cause the sinks still all messed up. I think my dad's calling a plumber tomorrow. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that was my Fri. 13 day happening late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-6561354464854333347?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/6561354464854333347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=6561354464854333347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/6561354464854333347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/6561354464854333347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday-17th.html' title='TUESDAY THE 17th'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-2961679183927780467</id><published>2009-02-16T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:17:00.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VDAY 09</title><content type='html'>Valentines day I got up lol and opened Annie's vday goodies she sent me yummm :P&lt;br /&gt;Then we all gathered in the living room to anxiously await what my dad got us all. *giggles* For weeks during work he'd stop off at different stores and pick up stuff and put it in a bag he kept in the garage. He's so sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;He did so well for a guy shopping all by himself. He got the boys each a TY beanie Scooby Do and some Hannah Montana suckers that you dip into the candy that pops in your mouth. It was so funny cause they had never had it before and were freaked out at first. I got the coolest makeup brush set... I mean awesome!! So pretty and red and the brushes are the softest ever. He also got me a Russel Stover [private reserve] heart. He also got me a mini heart that had little Mellow puppies on it. yummmm! He got my mom Reba's new love cd and a white teddy bear. The boys got me a pool mat you blow up for the summer (now I just need a pool) and my mom got me a dog that looked like Mellow when he was a puppy :) &lt;br /&gt;Then I iced red velvet cupcakes and stuck each one with a pink sparkly heart decoration. We then packed up and went to my grandmas to give her, Christen, and Carsten their vday gifts. My Dad carried the cupcakes in and Christen thought the hearts sticking out of the top were candy and licked one. Too funny cause she like licked glitter off a foam heart. ROFL  Carsten colored a wooden doll for me and Christen made me a pink box and inside was a pair of shorts that had pineapples all over them in honor of PSYCH :) &lt;br /&gt;Then we came home and I cooked dinner. &lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had an awesome vday!!!&lt;br /&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presidents Weekend&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a big day since we took the boys out for the day. Then I babysat that evening. I spent that night trying to find Katy Perry's acoustic version of thinking of you. It's so beautiful and I love it so much better than the original. but alas after a very long aggravating search I never found it. Monday I mainly just was lazy. I did give Wilbur and Mellow a bath. I think they are still mad at me for the trauma I put them through. ROFL I then watched Kyle XY and discovered it got canceled. SO traumatizing since I've been watching for 3 years and love Matt Dallas who plays Kyle... (I think I need to go change my Rankings cause I forgot to ever add him. (aka guy from katy perry's thinking of you) Well I think I'll stop blogging cause my computer ac cord is getting super hot where it plugs into the comp and the comp screen keeps flickering from the comp switching between batt. and ac. I don't wanna lost every thing I wrote. LOL&lt;br /&gt;so bye for now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-2961679183927780467?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2961679183927780467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=2961679183927780467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2961679183927780467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/2961679183927780467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/vday-09.html' title='VDAY 09'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3818266946688589026.post-5687546896468370624</id><published>2009-02-13T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:13:59.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY THE 13TH</title><content type='html'>So today is the dreaded Friday the 13th....and it's not over yetttt...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from seeing Friday the 13th THE MOVIE at the IMAX. I had a early vday date with Jared. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary/GORY movies usually aren't my thing but I endure them if someone cute just happens to be in them...aka...Jared Padalecki... [by the way I'm totally ready for him to be in a romantic comedy instead of horror] but anyways Susi and I preordered our tix online and good thing we did cause it was sold out. There were only 2 viewings today at 8:00pm and 10pm. &lt;br /&gt;I haven't ever watched any of the other "JASON" movies but pretty much know the jist[sp?] of it.&lt;br /&gt; I have always remembered this one Halloween, it was probably the best cause the whole family dressed up and my grandmas neighborhood went all out with scary houses to go through. One scary house took like the scariest thing from popular horror movies and turned their yard into a horror fest complete with Jason and an ax. When Susi saw the "Jason" guy coming with an ax she ran away screaming [like a girl]. Totally hilarious. I had never watched the "Jason" movies so I was like wth? who cares if he has a hockey mask and an ax... I guess I should have been scared...ax? hello? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was good it was very slasher-esque. I sat there with my eyes permanently fixed to the arm of the chair counting down the people who were to be killed. I mainly only watched when Jared was onscreen..[btw totally hot on one of the biggest movie screens ever] Beware the movie also has lots of boob-age going on........ Suse and I were both like wth! omg!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I had prepared myself cause I knew Jared would either like get ate, axed, killed in various ways or like turn into another Jason or something...you'll have to watch to find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to watch "Psych" on USA. It's the Tuesday the 17th epi haha totally laughing at the parodies they are doing of Friday the 13th. &lt;br /&gt;oh and tomorrow is Valentines Day!!! &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's already here!&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Valentines Day everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3818266946688589026-5687546896468370624?l=paularayanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/feeds/5687546896468370624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3818266946688589026&amp;postID=5687546896468370624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/5687546896468370624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3818266946688589026/posts/default/5687546896468370624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paularayanne.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13th.html' title='FRIDAY THE 13TH'/><author><name>Paula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02618975019064984230'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>