<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:39:40.330-05:00</updated><category term='Tiffany&apos;s Trinkets'/><category term='Coopers Rock'/><category term='Online friends'/><category term='Rotten Ry'/><category term='SAHM'/><category term='home made'/><category term='child'/><category term='Picture'/><category term='Singing'/><category term='Cook out'/><category term='Game'/><category term='year ago today'/><category term='development'/><category term='ear infection'/><category term='Poison Ivy'/><category term='New friends'/><category term='Blockbuster'/><category term='Moppetts'/><category 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term='me'/><category term='Bon Fire'/><category term='bad luck'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='goals'/><category term='Ryleigh and Ryleigh'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Tammy'/><category term='The Boys'/><category term='Nice Matters'/><category term='Ryleigh development'/><category term='Kaleb Schwade'/><category term='Outside'/><category term='sippy cup'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Death'/><category term='keywords'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>A day in the life of Tiffany</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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Christmas, I hate you Christmas</title><content type='html'>The holidays are quickly approaching and I just love this time of year.  The atmosphere is just so great with the sounds of the holiday season.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Everywhere&lt;/span&gt; you look you see lights, decorations and love.  But with all of that comes the stress also.  I can already feel the overwhelming stress of buying gifts for everyone on the list.  When I think of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; the first thing that comes to mind for me lately is Gifts, gifts and more gifts!  When did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; turn into that?  When did we loose the true meaning of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;I want my daughter to grow in knowing what Christmas really is, and not what its commercialized to be.  God gave us his son.  Jesus was born on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; day.  That is something to be celebrated about!  Christmas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be a time of stress it should be a time of joy and reflection over what an amazing gift God gave us. &lt;br /&gt;So this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to be doing a bit different.  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; love all my friends and know how much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; loved by each &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;of them&lt;/span&gt;.  So please &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel the need to spend money on me for a gift.  I will not be buying for friends this year.  Instead I will be putting that money towards a gift for someone that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; needs it and I encourage you to do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6819650941648068057?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6819650941648068057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6819650941648068057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6819650941648068057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6819650941648068057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you-christmas-i-hate-you.html' title='I love you Christmas, I hate you Christmas'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4621065193957479759</id><published>2009-10-06T12:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:03:04.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet moments</title><content type='html'>I took Ryleigh to the fireworks the other day by myself.  We found a nice quiet spot up on the hill and layed out a blanket.  I watched her run and play with some kids behind us having a great time.  When the fireworks started we layed down on the blanket and snuggled close to keep warm.  A few min later she looked up at me and said "Guess what Mama?  I LOVE you!"  She just made my heart melt and made me realize how blessed I am to have her. &lt;br /&gt;There are still days that I look at her and think 'WOW, shes MINE!?  I had a hand in creating this beautiful girl.'  It just amazes me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4621065193957479759?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4621065193957479759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4621065193957479759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4621065193957479759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4621065193957479759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-moments.html' title='Sweet moments'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1639799015845152184</id><published>2009-10-02T14:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:34:05.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Loved</title><content type='html'>If you would have asked me a month or so ago how I felt about my life you probally would have gotten an "Its ok" or "Things are fine".  Truth is it wasnt.  Everyday was a struggle, everyday was a fight about something stupid that didnt really matter. &lt;br /&gt;Then a friend of mine asked me to go to a Marraige retreat that talked about the &lt;a href="http://www.fivelovelanguages.com/"&gt;5 Love Languages&lt;/a&gt;.   It totally turned my marraige around.  I found out Bobby likes words of affirmation.  I try and tell him something everyday at least once thats positive. "You look nice today", "Thanks so much for doing the dishes",  "Thanks for fixing the closet door".  Simple thing that I usually take for granted that he does.  I try and take time out in the evening to spend with him and listen to him talk about his day.  I appreciate him more. &lt;br /&gt;My Love launguage is Physical Touch.  Hes been doing a great job of making sure he kisses me goodbye, giving me an extra hug, putting his arm around me at church.  Little things like that lets  me know he still loves me for me.&lt;br /&gt;God heard my prayers and answered them for me.  Im happier than ive been in a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1639799015845152184?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1639799015845152184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1639799015845152184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1639799015845152184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1639799015845152184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-loved.html' title='Im Loved'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8629143630631744701</id><published>2009-05-31T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:17:16.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation day 1</title><content type='html'>So day 1 was absolutly not what we had planned. We left the house on time to get to the beach at 3pm. I started out driving and drove for about and hour and a half. I started to get tired so I pulled over at a rest stop and Rona took over. She drove for about 2 hrs then we stopped at another rest area to potty. Bobby decided he was ready to drive.  We weren't in VA that long when Bobby hit the breaks and we slowed down. I looked over and there was a cop in the median. I said "how fast were you going". His reply was "80". We passed the cop and I looked back to see him pulling out and the lights came on. He pulled up behind us so we pulled over. I quickly got all the papers ready and Bobby had them as he came to the window saying "I clocked you at 82 in a 65. That's recklace endangerment" He took the papers and said he would be back.  He came back ticket in hand and said he gave us a ticket for 80 in a 65 so we would just pay a fine. Whew!  We were back on the road and before I knew it he's driving 80 again. I told him at the next rest stop he was done!  I took over and we almost were hit 2 times. The first time I was in her blind spot and she tryed to come over. The second a guy swerved to miss a chunk of tire and Almost came into me. I had to slam on the breaks and swerve into the side of the road. Luckaly we were fine both times. I drove till we were an hour outside of myrtle. I'm a better navigator so Bobby drove and did the speed limit. Then the GPS said we were almost there. I was so happy after the days events. We get to where it said it was supposed to be and nothing. I looked at the address and Bobby had the S in the wrong spot. Instead of 1200 S ocean blvd. He had 1200 ocean blvd S. So we fixed it and drove 45 min to where it said. We again see the ocean and get so excited to finally get there and again nothing. I called them and they said we were 30 min away!  So we get back on the Rd with the complete address and zip!  Finally at 6 pm, 15 hrs later, we arrived and were safe. We get the room key and get all the luggage onto the messed up luggage carrier and went to the 4th floor where are room was supposed To be. Nope its on the 14th floor!  So we finally got into the room and settled. Ry was dying to go to the beach. So we did.  She had an awsome time and cryed when we left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did amazing on the trip. Didn't per her pants and for the most part was a very good girl. I love that kid so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8629143630631744701?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8629143630631744701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8629143630631744701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8629143630631744701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8629143630631744701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation-day-1.html' title='vacation day 1'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4413109330747194054</id><published>2009-04-21T16:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:11:06.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap-Tastic Monday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the most horrible day I have had in a very long time!  It started off like any monday and I started laundry.  I went to the other side of the basement to pull some clothes out for someone on freecycle when I head splashing!?  I went around to the other side of the basment and theres water everywhere!  Ryleigh had pulled the hose out of the wash basin and layed it on the floor.  So all the water that was supposed to be filling up the washer was all over the floor.  I cleaned it up and went upstairs.  Ryleigh was playing in the playroom downstairs.  I went back down to switch out the laundry and theres water all over the floor AGAIN!  This time she had added my laundry powder to the floor and all over everything else she could fling it on.  While Im cleaning up that mess She goes upstairs and coats the TV in A&amp;amp;D, pees on the floor, helps herself to 2 brownies and takes the saline eye wash and sprays it in the toilet!  I was SO MAD!!!!!!!!!!!  I finally got her in her room to nap and then the dog throws up!  After her nap wasnt too bad for the first hr or 2.  Then we went to walmart where she procedes to throw a fit and throw herself on the floor sobbing all because I said we couldnt get sunglasses.  We go to TRU to pick out a swingset and on the way home she says "Wheres Dubba mama?" (her blanky)  of course she left it in TRU!  So Bobby turned the car around and we went back to save dubba. &lt;br /&gt;I hope I dont have any more of these days any time soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4413109330747194054?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4413109330747194054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4413109330747194054&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4413109330747194054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4413109330747194054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/04/crap-tastic-monday.html' title='Crap-Tastic Monday'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-9222889737674691529</id><published>2009-04-20T07:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:18:53.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend the weather was so nice! Friday I took Ryleigh to the good zoo with some friends and she had a great time! Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326745128134577586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SexmeMOBDbI/AAAAAAAABLU/WHbM_xOoGAk/s400/SDC12975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326745132003265058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SexmeaoYiiI/AAAAAAAABLc/-uMtOYFMCMY/s400/SDC12995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326745137973203346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Sexmew3ukZI/AAAAAAAABLk/wiq8K3pbPz4/s400/SDC13041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326745144454796514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SexmfJBD1OI/AAAAAAAABLs/N-yCXjGF7VU/s400/SDC13044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the zoo we came home for a nap, then I had an old friend come over for a play date. I havent seen her for years! It was so nice to catch up and let the kids hang out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326745149397464194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Sexmfbbe9II/AAAAAAAABL0/MZCJbC5YyEQ/s400/SDC13048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday my mom and I took Ryleigh to Oglebay and got some pictures of her with the spring flowers, then went to the playground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326746122391805746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SexnYEHaXzI/AAAAAAAABL8/EBqNKzw-T2M/s400/SDC13069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326746126226849138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SexnYSZwfXI/AAAAAAAABME/35_VAKi1vns/s400/SDC13086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326746133881540530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SexnYu6xz7I/AAAAAAAABMM/eg9BKT8GQ_o/s400/SDC13108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday my mom and I took Ryleigh to Cabelas to see the stuffed animals.  She didnt like it as much as we thought she would.  She did love the fish though, and the pond they have in there.  All in all it was a great weekend.  Its supposed to rain all week now, but next weekend is supposed to be nice again!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-9222889737674691529?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/9222889737674691529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=9222889737674691529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9222889737674691529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9222889737674691529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-weekend.html' title='Beautiful Weekend'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SexmeMOBDbI/AAAAAAAABLU/WHbM_xOoGAk/s72-c/SDC12975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1460732377615529272</id><published>2009-04-13T16:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:19:06.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Win a spotted box</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite sites is &lt;a href="http://mommainflipflops2.blogspot.com/2009/04/spotted-box-giveaway.html"&gt;Momma in Flip Flops 2&lt;/a&gt; and right now she is giving away one of my favorite things...&lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/TheSpottedBox/"&gt;A Spotted box&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!  Go check it out and enter to win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1460732377615529272?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1460732377615529272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1460732377615529272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1460732377615529272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1460732377615529272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/04/win-spotted-box.html' title='Win a spotted box'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6166705982529494127</id><published>2009-04-05T10:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:04:46.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitting in with the crowd</title><content type='html'>Today at church this was the topic.  It hit home.  Sometimes I feel like a camelleon changing to fit in with the different poeple I hang out with.  I hang out with certain friends and Ill say some curse words to fit in with them, then I hang out with another group and change something else to fit in better with them.  Lately ive been doing a lot of sole searching and trying to find my puropse and none of those are it.  Im tired of trying to be someone im not.  I am a jesus freak, a loving mother who values the time I spend with my daughter, I am a loving wife who misses her husband because hes been working crazy hrs, a caring friend who is always there if you need me, a daughter who loves spending time with her mom, and sister who misses her little sister because shes always working. &lt;br /&gt;Ill no longer try to fit into the crowds that dont except me for just being ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6166705982529494127?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6166705982529494127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6166705982529494127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6166705982529494127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6166705982529494127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/04/fitting-in-with-crowd.html' title='Fitting in with the crowd'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4172206880563782602</id><published>2009-03-31T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:57:34.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A sign from God</title><content type='html'>Recently I have been praying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; about something.  I asked God to give me a sign on what I should do, or what will happen about it.  Last night I had a dream about it.  I woke up wondering 'was that a sign?'  Then after thinking about it, email a great friend, and pondering it some more I got in the car and as soon as I turned the car on, there it was plain as day, My song.  This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; just any song.  Its a song that has been used as a sign many times throughout my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight is the night I chose to talk to this person about something that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; important to me.  Say a prayer for me that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; come off too strong, and do it in a way where they understand my point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4172206880563782602?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4172206880563782602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4172206880563782602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4172206880563782602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4172206880563782602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/03/sign-from-god.html' title='A sign from God'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2165430155229358256</id><published>2009-03-31T16:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:52:06.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl....</title><content type='html'>Its about time I added some new pictures of the princess. So with out further ado..here are some of the best ones over the last couple weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC12641.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="498" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC12641.jpg" width="619" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC12649.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 437px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="505" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC12649.jpg" width="598" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC12658.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="495" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC12658.jpg" width="628" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Pepporoni Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC12580.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 331px" height="519" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC12580.jpg" width="664" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC12581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 433px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="546" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC12581.jpg" width="595" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC12583.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="423" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC12583.jpg" width="661" 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/5952047387507141911-2165430155229358256?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2165430155229358256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2165430155229358256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2165430155229358256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2165430155229358256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-girl.html' title='My Girl....'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4674983239952734968</id><published>2009-03-30T13:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:56:26.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>At MOPS on friday we talked alot about us.  What we were passionate about, what we liked, what we are good at etc.  This is a hard subject for me.  I can talk so easily and freely about most things, but sometimes I feel so uncomftable talking about me.  It seems like such a hard topic, but really shouldnt it be easy.  Were talking about me here.  Not rocket science.  I mean Ive lived with me for 27 years and 11 months now.  Shouldnt I know a little more on this subject? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I was put here to be a mom, and I really try to be a good one and not screw it up.  Some days I go to bed thinking wow did I crash and burn today or what. Other days I go to bed with a smile and think how lucky I am to have such a wonderful loving daughter.  Sometimes those days to come enough.  But I go to sleep and wake greeting the day ready to start our next adventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like/good at:  Ive always been very crafty and have a knack for looking at things and just knowing how to do it (for the most part).  I started out in the jewelry buisness by attending a jewelry party.  I bought a bunch of things and after looking at them figured out how to do it.  Then I was looking online at needle felting and that didnt look hard either, so I bought the stuff and im rather good at it.  Sewing is a whole 'nother story.  I want to learn to sew in the worst way, but cant seem to get it right.  I think I need a teacher for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats a little about me.  If you have any questions, feel free to ask and Ill answer them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4674983239952734968?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4674983239952734968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4674983239952734968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4674983239952734968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4674983239952734968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/03/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4802408494069519206</id><published>2009-03-30T13:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:34:39.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Lobster</title><content type='html'>Usually on Sundays Ryleigh and I go to my parents house for dinner.  Bobby comes too when he isnt working.  Since my dad went to VA with a friend to a NASCAR race we decided to go to Red Lobster and splerge a bit.  My dad doesnt like it there, so this was the perfect time to go.  Ryleigh decided not to take a nap yesterday, and before we even went I was on stressed with her behavior.  We get there and she kept telling me she wanted a baby fork. (ie the fork they give you with your crab legs)  I told her she would have to wait, but she kept insisting.  Finally I distracted her with the crayons.  The bread came and she nibbled on that a bit.  The salads came and she dives into my salad and takes all the crutons.  I dont mind giving them to her, but I do not want her hands in my food.  Its not polite.  The food comes and she dives into my sisters plate taking her broccoli.  Again I tell her to ask and Na-Na (Rona) will gladly give her a taste.  But thats not good enough.  She keeps grabbing the broccoli and NOT tasting it, just taking it off her plate.  Then shes grabbing my shrimp and sucking the butter off and putting it back!?  Um...EWW!  She asked to go to the bathroom and when I took her in there I explained to her that she was being very BAD and when we went back  out she needed to put her listening ears on and listen.  I pick her up to put her in the high chair and she SCREAMS bloody murder.  I told her that wasnt acceptable and that if she did it again we would be making a trip to the bathroom and it wouldnt be to potty!  I didnt even get to finish my cold dinner.  I was so disappointed in her behavior.  Looking back on it, I should have taken her to the bathroom and whooped her butt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the terrible 2's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4802408494069519206?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4802408494069519206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4802408494069519206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4802408494069519206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4802408494069519206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/03/red-lobster.html' title='Red Lobster'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2955111738703557612</id><published>2009-01-21T12:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:35:10.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spotted Box Jan 09!</title><content type='html'>I was so happy when the door bell rang yesterday at 11am. I knew it was the mail man with my &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/TheSpottedBox/"&gt;Spotted box&lt;/a&gt;. Here are some pictures of what I got. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde9VHspWI/AAAAAAAABHE/16mlrJTzbdM/s1600-h/SDC12207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293804294731769186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde9VHspWI/AAAAAAAABHE/16mlrJTzbdM/s320/SDC12207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. A hair clip from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5627206"&gt;Kinder Klothes&lt;/a&gt;. I love getting mair clips for my daughters hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Another hair clip from KinderKlothes. For some reason I got a lot of multiple items in my box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A hair barette from &lt;a href="http://iheartbowheads.blogspot.com/"&gt;I heart bowheads&lt;/a&gt;. I love this one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. A big hair bow from &lt;a href="http://polkatotboutique.com/store/Default.asp"&gt;Polka Tot Boutique&lt;/a&gt;. Its a very nice bow, but sadly too big for my DD and her fine hair :( But we will give it a great home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde94iOcBI/AAAAAAAABHM/64TW05kAY0k/s1600-h/SDC12209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293804304238276626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde94iOcBI/AAAAAAAABHM/64TW05kAY0k/s320/SDC12209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. A catnip toy from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=63251"&gt;Colorado Catnip toys&lt;/a&gt;. We dont have any cats, so I will have to find a good home for this one too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 &amp;amp; 7 is bow tie pasta from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5531757"&gt;The little Love bug&lt;/a&gt;. This is another duplicate, but thats ok. Im putting this up for my daughter. Anytime I get felt food I put it in a box to give to her next year. I think she will appriciate it more then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. A gift Certificate from &lt;a href="http://themeltingpotcandleco.com/"&gt;The Melting Pot Candle Co.&lt;/a&gt; This is the ONE and only place I buy my tarts. Shes amazing and they smell so good and last forever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Gift card from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/closetonqueencreek/"&gt;Closet on queens creek&lt;/a&gt;. I will definitly be using this one too. I had the joy of trading with Rhonda for a shirt and I-spy bag for my daughter and I absolutly loved them! Everyone raved about them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Gift certificate from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/scentsorycreations/"&gt;Scent-sory Creations&lt;/a&gt;. I will have to check out her web page more indepth when I get some time. Everything looks great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Ear Rings from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/lililutu/"&gt;Lili Lutu&lt;/a&gt;. They look great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde-JVFOZI/AAAAAAAABHU/2_3Y4z_rVPE/s1600-h/SDC12210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293804308746549650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde-JVFOZI/AAAAAAAABHU/2_3Y4z_rVPE/s320/SDC12210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Koolaide dyed Peruvian wool from &lt;a href="http://www.bluegoosedesigns.net/"&gt;Blue Goose Designes, LLC&lt;/a&gt; (I think...it came with 2 buiz cards and 3 web sites.) Either way it looks great! Now to find someone to make me something with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. &amp;amp; 14. In the pic there is nothing in the bag...thats because my 2 yr old stole it and ran yelling "PLAY DOH! I PLAY PLAY DOH" So there was green play doh in there. And I got 2 packs of it...lol. Oh well, she was very pleased with it. Its from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/SewingAlley/"&gt;Sewing Alley&lt;/a&gt;. I must say its got a great texture to it too. Not like the stuff I tryed to make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Lip Balm from &lt;a href="http://onebighappy.net/"&gt;One Big Happy&lt;/a&gt;. It feels great on my lips. Im going to have to hid this from my daughter!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde-pNTmpI/AAAAAAAABHk/cT9tcWrb6kU/s1600-h/SDC12212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293804317303872146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde-pNTmpI/AAAAAAAABHk/cT9tcWrb6kU/s320/SDC12212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. A knitting pattern for a potholder/hotpad from &lt;a href="http://jekuthiel.com/"&gt;Jekuthiel&lt;/a&gt;. I dont knit, but I know some people who do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://kandfshops.com/"&gt;Earth School &lt;/a&gt;Curriculum for winter. My daughter is still too little for these, but we do save them for when she is old enough. I love her stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Seeds from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5206105"&gt;Fluff n Flowers&lt;/a&gt;. I cant wait to plant these with my daughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. A facial wipe from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/2by2boutique/"&gt;2 by 2 boutique&lt;/a&gt;. I love these things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde-fbAxjI/AAAAAAAABHc/gqj4ejWtMyk/s1600-h/SDC12211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293804314677003826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde-fbAxjI/AAAAAAAABHc/gqj4ejWtMyk/s320/SDC12211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. &amp;amp; 21. Laundry soap from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/jennyssimplyclean/"&gt;Jenny's Simply Clean&lt;/a&gt;. There wasnt a website on it, but I found it on HC. I cant wait to try this out. (Another thing I got 2 of)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Glass cleaner from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5986456"&gt;Picnic Basket Crafts&lt;/a&gt;. Ill have to try this out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Bath Salts from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/GloryBeHerbals/"&gt;Glory Be Herbals&lt;/a&gt;. I have sensative skin to some bath products, so I will have to find this a good home. Looks and smells great though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXdobEBoDLI/AAAAAAAABHs/VIIInBy2BPE/s1600-h/SDC12213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293814701143624882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXdobEBoDLI/AAAAAAAABHs/VIIInBy2BPE/s320/SDC12213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;24.  A cookie from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/ZoesCookieTraditions/"&gt;Zoe's Cookie Traditions&lt;/a&gt;.  Yes I know the bag is empty.  Ryleigh saw it and yelled COOKIE!  Eat it?  So I said sure.  She told me it was yummy though :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25.  A lavender Dryer Sachet from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5194412"&gt;ReFabulous&lt;/a&gt;.  I cant wait to try it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26.  A binky bag from &lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/mysticalbaby/"&gt;Mystical baby&lt;/a&gt;.  My daughter sticks her treasures in it...lol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27.  A reusable gift bag from &lt;a href="http://shopbabygo.ca/"&gt;Baby GO&lt;/a&gt;.  I love the pattern and cant wait to use it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2955111738703557612?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2955111738703557612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2955111738703557612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2955111738703557612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2955111738703557612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/01/spotted-box-jan-09.html' title='The Spotted Box Jan 09!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SXde9VHspWI/AAAAAAAABHE/16mlrJTzbdM/s72-c/SDC12207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5384809282660064384</id><published>2009-01-05T21:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:18:07.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 review</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened in 2008.  Overall I would say it was a good year. Even though there were a few bumps in the road we got over them and learned from them.  I think one of the best things that came out of 2008 was, I learned a lot about myself.  Im a lot stronger than I give myself credit for.  I have grown so much in my faith and even go to church by myself if I have to, just to go!  Ive grown as a mom and I think I do a pretty good job too.  Ive even become a little more patient too, and learned to pick and choose my battles.  Ive even grown as a wife too, and choose my battles there too...lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive learned a lot about the people in my life.  I look forward to learning even more in 2009.  Im sure it will be a good year with lots more bumps and learning experiences but  Ive got great friends I can count on though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me through 2008...Heres to a new year and a fresh start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5384809282660064384?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5384809282660064384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5384809282660064384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5384809282660064384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5384809282660064384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-review.html' title='2008 review'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6792696303320665474</id><published>2008-12-10T11:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:50:01.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart shopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mommainflipflops2.blogspot.com/2008/12/smart-shopper-review-giveaway.html"&gt;Momma in flip flops 2&lt;/a&gt; has the BEST giveaways EVER!  Seriously!  If you dont check her site you are MISSING OUT on some super awsome stuff!  She giving away a &lt;a href="http://mommainflipflops2.blogspot.com/2008/12/smart-shopper-review-giveaway.html"&gt;smart shopper&lt;/a&gt;.  Its an electronic device that lets you record your grocery list, then print it out when your ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6792696303320665474?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6792696303320665474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6792696303320665474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6792696303320665474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6792696303320665474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/12/smart-shopper.html' title='Smart shopper'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8539217713218273573</id><published>2008-12-10T11:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:40:30.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedi-Peds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mommainflipflops2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momma in flip flops2&lt;/a&gt; is giving away a pair of pedi-peds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  If I won I think id choose the Giselle flex boots with the polka dots.  Ryleigh would look absolutly adorable in them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8539217713218273573?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8539217713218273573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8539217713218273573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8539217713218273573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8539217713218273573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/12/pedi-peds.html' title='Pedi-Peds!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4614314011853651551</id><published>2008-12-03T08:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:18:47.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart - E-Bear</title><content type='html'>I just learned about this awsome toy that is out.  Its called the &lt;a href="http://www.smartebear.com/"&gt;Smart -E-Bear&lt;/a&gt;.  It looks absolutly amazing and I want to win it!  &lt;a href="http://mommainflipflops2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momma in Flip Flops 2&lt;/a&gt; is giving away 1 to a lucky reader.  So if you want to win this bear you better go check out her blog and get entered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4614314011853651551?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4614314011853651551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4614314011853651551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4614314011853651551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4614314011853651551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/12/smart-e-bear.html' title='Smart - E-Bear'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3640555245816757169</id><published>2008-11-18T10:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:20:30.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates!?</title><content type='html'>Just when you think you have heard it all an &lt;a href="http://news.aol.com/article/saudis-work-to-free-hijacked-tanker/250596?icid=100214839x1213246128x1200883073"&gt;oil tanker &lt;/a&gt;gets hijacked by PIRATES!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this would be an appropriate theme song for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLsJyfN0ICU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLsJyfN0ICU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3640555245816757169?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3640555245816757169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3640555245816757169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3640555245816757169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3640555245816757169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/11/pirates.html' title='Pirates!?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6813082258511142781</id><published>2008-11-01T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:32:53.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>November will be better</title><content type='html'>Im so glad October is OVER!  This has been the worst moth ever! It started out with  my MIL needing surgery.  It was scheduled for October 7th.  On October 6th I get a call that I almost didnt answer from a lady that I didnt know.  She seemed very nervous and there was complete chaos in the background.  Shes asking for Bobby.  I calmly say, hes not here, hes at work.  She seems panicked now and telling me I need to get ahold of him that his moms house is on fire.  I tell her ok and immediatly hang up, I still dont know who she is.  I called walmart, and told whoever answered that I needed Bobby immediatly it was an emergancy, Bobby picked up the phone with in seconds and I told him " everyone is OK, but you need to go to your moms house NOW its on fire" (he ALWAYS tells me if there is something wrong to let him know people are OK first)  He left and I start the process of trying to get a sitter for Ryleigh.  I still didnt know the severity of the problem, but I knew if I was needed it wouldnt be a place I could take her.  The phone rang several more times and it was the same lady wanting to know where Bobby was coming from, what he was driving etc so he could get through.  My mom said she would take Ryleigh so as I was backing out of the driveway my cell rang, it was Bobby telling me he NEEDED me to come.  I got to the hospital as the ambulance was pulling in.  MIL was a mess to put it lightly.  She was having panic attacks and her BP was sky high.  After a few hrs in the ER she was discharged and went home with Angie.  The house was a total loss.  Surgery was postponed 2 weeks.  She had it on Oct 21st.  She was in a lot of pain.  They removed a tumor from her face.  On Oct 29th she had her follow up appt and they told her it was cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is a NEW month and we are going from there.  We are going to stick together and pray like we have never prayed before and together we will beat this beast called cancer.  Ryleigh is not even 2 yet.  She NEEDS her mammie for a long time still....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6813082258511142781?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6813082258511142781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6813082258511142781&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6813082258511142781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6813082258511142781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-will-be-better.html' title='November will be better'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1037889236150674669</id><published>2008-10-23T13:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:55:54.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nose Surgery *Graphic*</title><content type='html'>My nose surgery is on its way to being scheduled.  I just have to wait to get my paper in the mail telling me when it will be.  If all goes according to plan it will be about a 2 1/2 hr surgery.  It will take place in 2 parts.  The first part will be performed by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt;.  He will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;endoscopiclly&lt;/span&gt; reduce my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;turbinates&lt;/span&gt;.  Here is a definition of what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;turbinate&lt;/span&gt; is :The anatomy of your nasal cavity has shelves and folds that warm the air and add moisture to it before it reaches your lungs, which makes breathing much more comfortable. These shelves are called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;turbinates&lt;/span&gt;.  Here is a website with a picture of them &lt;a href="http://www.commoncold.org/undrstnd.htm"&gt;http://www.commoncold.org/undrstnd.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine are almost always swollen, making it hard for me to breath through my nose.  After he is done the plastic Surgeon will do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rhinoplasty&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;septoplasty&lt;/span&gt; using the open approach.  This is the part of the surgery that will take the longest...about 2 hrs if all goes well.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rhinoplasty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; because I hate the shape of my nose, its necessary to help me breath.  He will make a cut around the front part of my nose and "flip it up" (Hence the "open approach") after that he will break my nose and re-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;a line&lt;/span&gt; it.  He will make graphs with my cartilage and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;broaden&lt;/span&gt; my nose.  He said it would look better that way also because I have a very narrow nose.  So it will end up 8mm wider when hes done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the definition of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Rhinoplasty&lt;/span&gt;.  The second paragraph describes why I need the surgery. What Is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rhinoplasty&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Noses come in all shapes and sizes, and are often the focal point of the entire face. Today, noses can be reshaped, reformed and redesigned in nose surgery called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;rhinoplasty&lt;/span&gt;," also known as a nose job . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Rhinoplasty&lt;/span&gt; surgery can thin the nose, turn it up, augment it, shorten it, elongate it or otherwise bring it into balance with the rest of the face.&lt;br /&gt;Although a nose job is often completely cosmetic — done strictly to improve appearance — it can include procedures that improve the function of the nose by helping open up the breathing passages. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Septoplasty&lt;/span&gt; (surgery to reshape the septum, the vertical wall of bone and cartilage between the two nostrils) is done to ease breathing problems caused by blockages. It is often performed to correct a deviated, or crooked, septum. A deviated septum can be the root cause of a crooked nose, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;septoplasty&lt;/span&gt; can have both cosmetic and reconstructive aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the surgery will be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; now.  Hopefully the beginning.  Ill keep everyone updated and also add some before and after shots of my nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me in your prayers as it gets closer to surgery time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; extremely nervous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1037889236150674669?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1037889236150674669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1037889236150674669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1037889236150674669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1037889236150674669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/10/nose-surgery.html' title='Nose Surgery *Graphic*'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6634550985961071602</id><published>2008-10-11T06:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:57:31.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Experience</title><content type='html'>I have learned so much this week about so many thing.  First I have learned that im alot better in a crisis than I thought I ever would or could be.  God has really shown me just how strong I really am. &lt;br /&gt;Second god has shown me what is important in life and what is not. &lt;br /&gt;Third I have found out who I can count on.  I have been amazed at the support I have gotten, and who I have gotten it from.  I have been so amazed by the items we have recieved so far and thank everyone from the bottom of my heart.  Trust me though, you all will be properly thanked when things settle down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that have no idea what im taking about, My IL's house burnt down on Monday.  The house was a total loss and they didnt have renters insurance.  My MIL was there at the time.  She was out on the pourch talking to the neighbors that were buying the house beside hers.  She wasnt hurt at all in the fire.  My Fil was at work.  Its been a super tough week, but I think we all are seeing the light at the end of the tunnel now.  Clothes and household items are coming in and shes seeing the love all these people are showing for a lady they dont even know.  Its absolutly amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to pictures of the house &lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/Mils%20House%20after%20the%20Fire/"&gt;http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/Mils%20House%20after%20the%20Fire/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6634550985961071602?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6634550985961071602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6634550985961071602&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6634550985961071602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6634550985961071602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/10/learning-experience.html' title='Learning Experience'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6976231171420925043</id><published>2008-10-05T13:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:15:25.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty's in the sky...(Extremely pic heavy!)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the Oglebay fest. We got up early and caught the parade first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10774.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="457" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10774.jpg" width="666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10777.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 359px" height="465" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10777.jpg" width="506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10781.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="461" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10781.jpg" width="580" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="415" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10786.jpg" width="459" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10789.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="416" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10789.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10801.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 357px" height="460" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10801.jpg" width="485" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10804.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 359px" height="402" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10804.jpg" width="401" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10809.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="355" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10809.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade we went to where they have the petting zoo. Ryleigh LOVED the cows! They were mooing at her and she would laugh and moo back at them. The whole day she was talking about the cows. "Moo Moo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10811.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 371px" height="371" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10811.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the end we went up to where they have the crafts. We did ALOT of walking. Ryleigh did so well with it all. We only carried her for a little bit here and there. When we were up at the crafts, Ryleigh decided she was hungry. I was standing with my Bobby and Ryleigh waiting for my mom to purchase an item. Ryleigh walked up to some random stranger and tryed to grab her kettle corn bag! The lady was SUPER NICE and asked Ryleigh if she wanted some. Bobby and I both said, not thats ok we will get her some in a bit. Ryleigh was shaking her head yes and looking at the lady saying "Please!" So the nice lady opened her bag and let Ryleigh take a handful, then told Bobby to take a handful for the road for her. I was LMAO! Then after that my mom saw a lday she knew. She too had a kettle corn bag that she had for her granddaughter. Ryleigh walked over and again helped herself to some kettle corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10860.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="431" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10860.jpg" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10888.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="397" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10888.jpg" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10910.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 454px; HEIGHT: 389px" height="411" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10910.jpg" width="489" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10926.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 454px; HEIGHT: 331px" height="359" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10926.jpg" width="476" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 442px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="319" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10940.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 348px" height="451" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10945.jpg" width="559" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we came home and Bobby and Ryleigh took a nap. We went back up for round 2 in the evening and met my inlaws there. Ryleigh was so excited to "bounce bounce" (Wait till she finds out what her mamaw got her for christmas...) Then she wanted to slide, so her cousin Olivia said she would help her up. Olivia had a hard time, so I took my shoes off and climbed up. Let me tell you that is HARD! Climbing with one hand and pushing a toddler up the ladder. After the 2nd time I physically couldnt have done that again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10948.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 381px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="437" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10948.jpg" width="524" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10952.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="399" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10952.jpg" width="499" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 427px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="304" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC11002.jpg" width="484" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 421px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="361" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10982.jpg" width="489" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that the inlaws went home and Bobby and I went back to the car to prepair for "the pretty's in the sky". We got our chairs, blankets, coats, and gloves and walked up the hill to get a good spot. For 2 1/2 hrs we sat on the hill in the cold waiting for the fireworks to start. That was the absolute BEST part of the day. Ryleigh ran up and down the hill, smiling and laughing and it was awsome. When it got time to watch the fireworks I told her "Theres going to be Pretty's in the sky soon. Its going to be very loud, but its ok, mommys got you!" I told her that several times. She would say "pretty's? Sky? Youd (loud) Mama" And I would say yep, its going to be loud. Bobby and I had a bet on what she was going to do. I chose she was going to "freak out" and we were going to have to make a mad dash to the car. He thought she would be fine, and she was! I lost :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 357px; HEIGHT: 248px" height="412" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC11008.jpg" width="593" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="428" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC11010.jpg" width="493" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="358" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC11014.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC11038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 403px; HEIGHT: 342px" height="373" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC11038.jpg" width="443" 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/5952047387507141911-6976231171420925043?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6976231171420925043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6976231171420925043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6976231171420925043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6976231171420925043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/10/prettys-in-skyextremely-pic-heavy.html' title='Pretty&apos;s in the sky...(Extremely pic heavy!)'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4879085745869626300</id><published>2008-09-29T19:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:24:37.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ryleigh and I went with my mom to a birthday party. It was for my moms friends sister who has Downs Syndrome. She wanted Ryleigh to come! Ryleigh was thrilled because she knew she was getting CAKE! Here are some pics of her at the party and eating cake and ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251613112819698530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SOF6TUdmy2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/aNqgjRynH2U/s320/SDC10628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251613124324926658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SOF6T_UqpMI/AAAAAAAAAyc/I_2qncS1-kE/s320/SDC10665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251613136171549842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SOF6UrdHxJI/AAAAAAAAAyk/OKyYXRPPglc/s320/SDC10667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251613139741725138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SOF6U4wUUdI/AAAAAAAAAys/YXHbE25Koks/s320/SDC10674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4879085745869626300?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4879085745869626300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4879085745869626300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4879085745869626300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4879085745869626300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SOF6TUdmy2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/aNqgjRynH2U/s72-c/SDC10628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6172320932977726516</id><published>2008-09-02T18:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:23:17.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pap Pap</title><content type='html'>Ryleigh loves spending time with her Pap Pap. Here are some pics of her and Pap pap spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 441px" height="477" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10184.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10199.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 385px" height="385" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10199.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10191.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 350px" height="466" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10191.jpg" width="526" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC10206.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 331px" height="524" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC10206.jpg" width="678" 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/5952047387507141911-6172320932977726516?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6172320932977726516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6172320932977726516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6172320932977726516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6172320932977726516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/09/pap-pap.html' title='Pap Pap'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6262104020852699436</id><published>2008-08-28T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:30:21.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win'/><title type='text'>Speeses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.thenatureschild.com/2008/08/win-250-speese-"&gt;Win a $250 Speesees organic cotton baby or toddler wardrobe from Nature's Child - Wholesome Goods for Mothers and Babies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6262104020852699436?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6262104020852699436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6262104020852699436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6262104020852699436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6262104020852699436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/speeses.html' title='Speeses!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-474787835065571138</id><published>2008-08-26T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:26:46.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Ryleigh,</title><content type='html'>Wow, in just 3 days you will be 21 months old! Where has the time gone? Pretty soon we will be having your 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday party. I will be the mother of a 2 year old!? You are such an amazing little girl. Evey day is a new adventure and you have taught me so much. Here I am supposed to be teaching you, and your teaching me.&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want and what you don't want. That's for sure. You make it known that everyone else knows what you want as well. You have formed a very special bond with your "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dubba&lt;/span&gt;" (blanket for those of you that are not fluent in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ryleigh&lt;/span&gt; yet). "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dubba&lt;/span&gt;" goes everywhere with us and is very rarely out of your sight. I'm trying to get you to take "little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dubba&lt;/span&gt;" when we leave the house and keeping your big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dubba&lt;/span&gt; at home. Sometimes you go for it, sometimes you put your little foot down and make it very clear that's not going to happen...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Your eating is improving some, but its not the greatest. Getting you to try new things doesn't happen very often. Usually it only happens when you initiate it. Most of the time you find out that what you have tasted, you actually like! Imagine that...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; For breakfast you eat things like Cheerios, Maple Brown sugar oatmeal, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cinn&lt;/span&gt;. toast and a cup of milk. Lunch and dinner are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; just grazing here and there. When you tell me your hungry Ill give you a healthy choice like fruit, cottage cheese, string cheese, buttered noddles, mac n cheese, spaghetti or peas with butter and sprinkle cheese. Those are your favorites.&lt;br /&gt;Your learning so much in the last month or so. Some of the things we are working on are: numbers, shapes, colors and animal sounds. You understand the concept of counting, but everything is 2 with you. You will through your bean bags in the bucket and say 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 for all of them. Its a work in progress I guess. Your colors, you know Yellow, brown, pink and green the best. Every once in a while you will get some others like purple, blue and red. Shapes, you know Heart, star, moon (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;crescent&lt;/span&gt; shape) and circle. We are working on Triangle and square also, but your having a hard time with those. Animal sounds you know, Cat (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my favorite one you do), duck, cow, horse, dog, sheep and frog.&lt;br /&gt;You love cartoons! Your favorite is Oswald. I have no idea why, but you love that octopus! You other favorites are Dora, Diego and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;backyardigans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Your speech is amazing! You know exactly how to get your point across as to what you want. Your putting 3 words together now also. You are so polite too. You always say thank you. It makes me even more proud of you to hear you say it, cause it means that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; doing something right as a mom. I love you more than you know. One day when your a mom and you look at your child and your hear explodes with love, then you will know how much I love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-474787835065571138?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/474787835065571138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=474787835065571138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/474787835065571138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/474787835065571138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-ryleigh.html' title='Dear Ryleigh,'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4939744529173595094</id><published>2008-08-17T19:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:15:18.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Picnic</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my moms company picnic. I got Ryleigh to nap early and we headed over around 1pm. We had a yummy catered lunch! Ryleigh was playing with some other kids and they had a ball. She wanted it, but didn't want to play what they were playing. God forbid she *gasp* SHARE THE BALL. LOL So I went up to the car and got her ball so she would run around with them. We tryed to get her to throw it to the other kids so they could throw it back to her. But that involved letting go of the ball and another child just might take it...so she would have none of that! After that we went and played on the playground, then took a paddle boat ride. She liked the boat, but HATED the life vest she had to wear. Ill post a pic of her crying about it. We had a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at the pic below you will see she has HER ball, and is trying to take the pink one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19781.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 339px" height="550" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19781.jpg" width="621" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what she was doing, but she looks like such a big girl doing it...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19790.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="530" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19790.jpg" width="653" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19797.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="513" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19797.jpg" width="665" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19810.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="473" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19810.jpg" width="651" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19841.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 304px" height="436" alt="Peek" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19841.jpg" width="580" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad Ryleigh. She kept saying "done done done" and "Off Off"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19877.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 253px" height="532" alt="I HATE THIS VEST!" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19877.jpg" width="751" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19880.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 403px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="387" alt="Whats that?" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19880.jpg" width="544" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempt at a pic of all of us...lol Ryleigh looks super thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC19885.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 318px" height="355" alt="3 generations" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/SDC19885.jpg" width="460" 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/5952047387507141911-4939744529173595094?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4939744529173595094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4939744529173595094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4939744529173595094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4939744529173595094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/company-picnic.html' title='Company Picnic'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2543162961902044417</id><published>2008-08-13T17:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:12:13.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Duck says WHAT??</title><content type='html'>Today we went to my MILs house.  FIL has a little stuffed Aflac duck.  When you squeeze it, it says "Aflac".  Ryleigh was playing with it and laughing.  I didnt thing she was really listening to it.  Later I was asking her some animal sounds.  When I asked "what does the duck say?"  Her reply was "Aflac!"  LMAO!  She cracks me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2543162961902044417?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2543162961902044417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2543162961902044417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2543162961902044417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2543162961902044417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/duck-says-what.html' title='The Duck says WHAT??'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1109623152208741169</id><published>2008-08-11T13:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:26:17.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiffany&apos;s Trinkets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyenacart.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewlery making'/><title type='text'>Tiffany's Trinkets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SKCD_2UQAeI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fxssFlVKfL0/s1600-h/TiffanysTrinkets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233327899939963362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SKCD_2UQAeI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fxssFlVKfL0/s320/TiffanysTrinkets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/TiffanysTrinkets/"&gt;Tiffany's Trinkets&lt;/a&gt; is now up and running on hyenacart.com. For this week I am offering a grand opening discount code "GrandOpen". With that you will get Free shipping this week only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come in and check it out.  Give me some tips and pointers on what y ou like and what you dont like.  Or what  you would like to see in the store.  If I use your idea I will send you a special discount code!  Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1109623152208741169?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1109623152208741169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1109623152208741169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1109623152208741169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1109623152208741169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/tiffanys-trinkets_11.html' title='Tiffany&apos;s Trinkets'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SKCD_2UQAeI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fxssFlVKfL0/s72-c/TiffanysTrinkets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1771271139952007002</id><published>2008-08-06T12:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:54:23.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of Chaos</title><content type='html'>Let me set the scene for you.  Ryleigh was in her bean bag chair watching her "toon toons".  I was taking a a min to check email on the computer.  The dogs were sleeping in the computer room beside me.  There is a knock at the door.  Instantly the dogs spring into action and tear towards the door barking like psychos...er I mean the good watch dogs they are.  This scares the living daylights out of Ryleigh and shes now terrified, crying, running down the hall screaming at the top of her little lungs "MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA"  I just up and pick her up.  Go to the front door and tell them to hold on.  I get one dog by the collar while holding a screaming, crying Ryleigh in the other arm and manage to get the dog in the bedroom.  Oh and did I mention when I picked Ryleigh up that she was soaking wet because she decided to un-velcro one side of her diaper and peed all over herself and her clothes?  So I grab dog #2 by the collar while im still holding a screaming, crying wet Ryleigh.  I open the door to the bedroom while yelling "stay stay" and dog #1 runs back to the door.  I put dog #2 in the back bathroom and go to the front door again.  The guys laughing as I say for the 20th time..."hold on".  So again I grab dog #1 and start to walk back to the bedroom with him.  I step in the potty chair cup, trip, but manage not to fall.  I bet the guy got a kick outa that one.  FINALLY I get the dogs situated and go to the front door.  Say "Im sorry" and let him in to clean the carpets.  Ryleigh is still crying, but atleast shes a little calmer.  I get a diaper and take her to the bedroom to change her.  Then we watched as they cleaned the carpets and Ryleigh told them "bye bye" while waving ever 2 seconds because she wanted them to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1771271139952007002?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1771271139952007002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1771271139952007002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1771271139952007002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1771271139952007002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/moment-of-chaos.html' title='Moment of Chaos'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-596326829841011147</id><published>2008-08-04T11:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:36:30.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!</title><content type='html'>Today is my moms birthday!   She is ___yrs old!  (now did you really think I was going to tell you  how old she is?  She just might kill me for doing that...haha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany, Bobby, Ryleigh, Harley and Chopper too :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-596326829841011147?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/596326829841011147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=596326829841011147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/596326829841011147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/596326829841011147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7210584411393292002</id><published>2008-08-01T16:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:11:40.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiffany&apos;s Trinkets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewlery making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><title type='text'>Tiffany's Trinkets</title><content type='html'>That is the name of my buisness!  Ive added a few things to etsy, and Im going to start a store at hyena cart next.  That will probally be sometime next week though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your looking for a special birthday gift or christmas gift please keep me in mind.  If you dont see what you looking for in my store, just let me know and Ill do a custom piece for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7210584411393292002?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7210584411393292002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7210584411393292002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7210584411393292002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7210584411393292002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/08/tiffanys-trinkets.html' title='Tiffany&apos;s Trinkets'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1791429559351983501</id><published>2008-07-30T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:58:35.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cause"</title><content type='html'>My daughter never ceases to amaze me!  Today I ask her "Do you want to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; and Pap Pap's house for dinner"  She says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nooo&lt;/span&gt;"  I say "No?  Why not??"  She says "cause!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause?? Where in the world did my 20 month old learn "cause" and how to use it correctly??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1791429559351983501?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1791429559351983501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1791429559351983501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1791429559351983501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1791429559351983501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/07/cause.html' title='&quot;Cause&quot;'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-923483483034984338</id><published>2008-07-30T07:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:28:33.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Ryleigh</title><content type='html'>The other day I was really bored and decided to take Ryleigh to Oglebay. First stop was the Mansion. I let her check out the flowers and run around. Here are some pics... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228781254492060786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBc2QI4fHI/AAAAAAAAAww/nTKsi8Z6jk8/s320/SDC10279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smelling the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228781259037234610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBc2hEiVbI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Hq71MfM8NiA/s320/SDC10281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228781268020835666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBc3CiZNVI/AAAAAAAAAxA/VJHP40Q-lIg/s320/SDC10299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She decided to run away from me through the flowers. Good thing no one was around...I think thats frowned upon...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228781277431632914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBc3lmGlBI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zQkZxoYZszU/s320/SDC10314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop was the park...we played for a little bit, then we decided to hike to the falls. Suprisingly she walked almost the WHOLE way! She seemed to really enjoy it, touching rocks, checking out the creek, touching moss on a tree and saying "eww eww" LOL. On the way there I carried her once, but only because it was a muddy part, and I knew she would have been covered head to toe if I didnt. On the way back I had to carry her about 3 times here and there for a few min. All in all it was a great day. Ryleigh and I usually dont do things like that just her and I. We are usually out with a playgroup or something. It was nice justwith just us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228789144834517426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBkBh9HqbI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/iuX62kQogoQ/s320/SDC10328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228799937495917250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBt1vwHYsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/EkCbjtcFBv8/s320/SDC10343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228799932855129778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBt1edqlrI/AAAAAAAAAxY/SkAZpHhgUW0/s320/SDC10339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228824634079014130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJCETRsXbPI/AAAAAAAAAxw/d9tIFPj08ng/s320/SDC10351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228824629183918962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJCES_dSM3I/AAAAAAAAAxo/krgH3oQ2kek/s320/SDC10341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228825739090689266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJCFTmLrfPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/5ccXc0Kqyqw/s320/SDC10353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228825991680728946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJCFiTJ1n3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/Y0UV2rSiXg0/s320/SDC10367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-923483483034984338?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/923483483034984338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=923483483034984338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/923483483034984338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/923483483034984338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-with-ryleigh.html' title='Fun with Ryleigh'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SJBc2QI4fHI/AAAAAAAAAww/nTKsi8Z6jk8/s72-c/SDC10279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8080716556521192815</id><published>2008-07-26T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:43:11.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bracelet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home made'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WAHM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddler'/><title type='text'>My new Buisness Venture</title><content type='html'>I started making necklaces and bracelets for Ryleigh. Lots of people commented on them, so I have decided to make them and sell them. Here are some that I have made already &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227401133642471154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SIt1opU71vI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ho7wZo3Hkg0/s320/purple,+l.pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227401140844434274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SIt1pEKBE2I/AAAAAAAAAwg/TtjoQKotRDI/s320/red,+clear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227401152418498354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SIt1pvRfRzI/AAAAAAAAAwo/d0cCasSm3XM/s320/SDC10260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are interested in them you can email me at &lt;a href="mailto:kipani4jc@aol.com"&gt;kipani4jc@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The starting price for the sets are $8.  If you want a name on it or a charm it goes up a dollar for each.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8080716556521192815?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8080716556521192815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8080716556521192815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8080716556521192815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8080716556521192815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-buisness-venture.html' title='My new Buisness Venture'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SIt1opU71vI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ho7wZo3Hkg0/s72-c/purple,+l.pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3599513079137302198</id><published>2008-07-13T13:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:10:17.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why cant we all just be nice?</title><content type='html'>Is it really that much easier to be mean to someone than to just be nice?  Before you open your mouth to judge someone harshly try taking a walk in there shoes.  Do you know what they've been through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; of mine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responded&lt;/span&gt; in a post on cafe mom and the replies she got were just plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vicious&lt;/span&gt;!  Is it that hard to give encouraging words, helpful tips and lift other moms up in there times of need? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you read a post or email or bite someones head off, take a deep breath and think..."Do I really know what they are going through?"  Think of a way you can help them with there situation instead of scold them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately we have been talking alot about kindness in church.  Going out of your way to do something nice for someone else.  Not only are you feeling good about what youve done, but I bet the person you did it for feels good as well.  You can change a persons whole day with a smile or a kind word.  Go try it!  Its contagious :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3599513079137302198?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3599513079137302198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3599513079137302198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3599513079137302198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3599513079137302198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-cant-we-all-just-be-nice.html' title='Why cant we all just be nice?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7652342858281244235</id><published>2008-07-09T14:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T14:56:05.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Win a bum Genius starter kit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.thenatureschild.com/2008/06/beat-heat-summ-"&gt;Win a Bum Genius 3.0 Starter Kit from Nature's Child - Wholesome Goods for Mothers and Babies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7652342858281244235?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7652342858281244235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7652342858281244235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7652342858281244235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7652342858281244235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/07/win-bum-genius-starter-kit.html' title='Win a bum Genius starter kit!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5101870579035571742</id><published>2008-07-08T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:27:30.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want to be.....</title><content type='html'>when you grow up?  How many times do you get asked that question when your growing up?  Way to many!  I never knew what I wanted to be.  A teacher?  A vet?  A doctor?  maybe an astronaut?  For the most part I think I said a teacher.  I always had a love for kids.  After highschool I went to college to be a teacher.  After the first year I changed my major to PE Teacher.  After the second year I knew college just wasnt for me.  I always got good grades, it just wasnt "me".   I didnt know what I wanted to be.  I tryed and tryed to picture myself in different jobs, but none of them seemed to be "me".  I think deep down I always knew what I wanted to be.  It wasnt an answer that people would expect.  Its not something you hear people say.  I want to be a stay at home mom.  Im living my dream job right now.  Being able to watch my daughter learn and grow means the world to me and I wouldnt want to be anywhere else but where im at right now.  Im so blessed to be able to do that with her.  I have a husband that works his butt off every day to make that possible to.  It makes him happy knowing that im happy. &lt;br /&gt;Im at a point in my life right now that I feel so blessed.  I love my life.  Sure it has its ups and downs, but overall I wouldnt change it for the world. Being able to watch  my parents play and have fun with my daughter is so amazing.  I love sharing that with them.   I have some great friends, and a best friend that means the world to me.  Shes always there for me no matter what.  I couldnt ask for anything more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5101870579035571742?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5101870579035571742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5101870579035571742&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5101870579035571742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5101870579035571742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-do-you-want-to-be.html' title='What do you want to be.....'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-142539372163033237</id><published>2008-06-09T18:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:58:52.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myrtle beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ripleys Aquarium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Ripleys Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3RLk3DmGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-cGOxfWQn50/s1600-h/100_9239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210050340740896866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3RLk3DmGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-cGOxfWQn50/s320/100_9239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KOvKUImI/AAAAAAAAAvk/REW9OLAna7U/s1600-h/100_9196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210042698464240226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KOvKUImI/AAAAAAAAAvk/REW9OLAna7U/s320/100_9196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KPM8HzbI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pm9WdlgIkvc/s1600-h/100_9204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210042706457775538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KPM8HzbI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pm9WdlgIkvc/s320/100_9204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KPi3exlI/AAAAAAAAAv0/QI868xFhv68/s1600-h/100_9211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210042712343889490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KPi3exlI/AAAAAAAAAv0/QI868xFhv68/s320/100_9211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KQe43y-I/AAAAAAAAAv8/uUrA6alL-bs/s1600-h/100_9217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210042728455850978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KQe43y-I/AAAAAAAAAv8/uUrA6alL-bs/s320/100_9217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KQwiyMLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/42e4Ons3AnY/s1600-h/100_9223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210042733195047090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3KQwiyMLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/42e4Ons3AnY/s320/100_9223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28qw8qkAI/AAAAAAAAAu8/rEi1xgCd4hg/s1600-h/100_9175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210027786817409026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28qw8qkAI/AAAAAAAAAu8/rEi1xgCd4hg/s320/100_9175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28r4u4uMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KqgJe42radM/s1600-h/100_9178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210027806086969538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28r4u4uMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KqgJe42radM/s320/100_9178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28sqpxGcI/AAAAAAAAAvM/8dpyhw2Jelo/s1600-h/100_9183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210027819487271362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28sqpxGcI/AAAAAAAAAvM/8dpyhw2Jelo/s320/100_9183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28tVjh0gI/AAAAAAAAAvU/W0yUbi9noc0/s1600-h/100_9184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210027831003828738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28tVjh0gI/AAAAAAAAAvU/W0yUbi9noc0/s320/100_9184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28t0kMlKI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NkpZP6_fWLI/s1600-h/100_9192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210027839328130210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE28t0kMlKI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NkpZP6_fWLI/s320/100_9192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ripleys aquarium was a lot of fun. Ryleigh loved it. She kept pointing to the fish and saying "fish". I think everyones favorite part was the tunnel! That was awsome! The pics arent the greatest. Its hard to take pics in dark settings when things are moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-142539372163033237?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/142539372163033237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=142539372163033237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/142539372163033237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/142539372163033237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/06/ripleys-aquarium.html' title='Ripleys Aquarium'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE3RLk3DmGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-cGOxfWQn50/s72-c/100_9239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-342463684004957466</id><published>2008-06-09T13:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:34:52.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myrtle beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunrise on the ocean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Sunrise on the beach</title><content type='html'>I decided to get up early one morning and catch the sunrise on the ocean.  Ryleigh and Bobby were still sleeping and Kim was too tired.  Haylee wanted to go so we got dressed and ran down to the beach.  We started walking and I started snapping away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209960940299117138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1_3yQwYlI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZGqFo9lyj1E/s320/100_9416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1_4cDv3oI/AAAAAAAAAtc/IdhLEVlu-EI/s1600-h/100_9418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209960951518846594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1_4cDv3oI/AAAAAAAAAtc/IdhLEVlu-EI/s320/100_9418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1_4zEmj5I/AAAAAAAAAtk/91TCZULoQn4/s1600-h/100_9419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209960957696446354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1_4zEmj5I/AAAAAAAAAtk/91TCZULoQn4/s320/100_9419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1_5eG-eYI/AAAAAAAAAts/wjyCIeev0Tc/s1600-h/100_9425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209960969249126786" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209965973179909650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE2EcvNCxhI/AAAAAAAAAus/sWhOgi4oP10/s320/100_9449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209965982356279394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE2EdRY3EGI/AAAAAAAAAu0/95KxhgAlGFQ/s320/100_9452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-342463684004957466?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/342463684004957466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=342463684004957466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/342463684004957466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/342463684004957466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunrise-on-beach.html' title='Sunrise on the beach'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1_3yQwYlI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZGqFo9lyj1E/s72-c/100_9416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4929596452552524545</id><published>2008-06-09T09:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:16:12.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myrtle beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>The beach</title><content type='html'>The beach was just how I remembered it from when I was little! Now I got to experience it with my daughter. It was her own ginormous sand box! She wasnt very fond of the waves coming in at first, but by the end of the trip she loved it. The first time the wave hit her feet and started to wash back into the ocean she lifted her feet up to get out of it. (I was holding her hands) Here are some of the beach pictures from the week. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209906984995524626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1OzLF8EBI/AAAAAAAAAqs/9gvd94ltHBM/s320/100_9090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ryleighs first time in her big sandbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209906997194896562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1Oz4iftLI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Knxabyk8uYU/s320/100_9093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She found her first sea shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209907009441570610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1O0mKVHzI/AAAAAAAAAq8/VELlXqlA6v0/s320/100_9100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Filling up her bucket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209907016705183890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1O1BOHEJI/AAAAAAAAArE/ZuU55IPGYiY/s320/100_9144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Checking out the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209907026540047570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1O1l27LNI/AAAAAAAAArM/x5RwI-EFAXE/s320/100_9142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209923793305763874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1eFi7YgCI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ngOkpWZSLBc/s320/100_9146.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Our first full day at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209923798851636482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1eF3lnzQI/AAAAAAAAAsE/rRGChioeM5U/s320/100_9154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209923809526011282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1eGfWl1ZI/AAAAAAAAAsM/zz5VVuufM94/s320/100_9155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209923818972556482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1eHCi0rMI/AAAAAAAAAsU/wCVFdUaVAfA/s320/100_9157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209923829111586146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1eHoUJ_WI/AAAAAAAAAsc/sw33-as1XJk/s320/100_9158.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kim showing Ryleigh the clams that dig in the sand.  She must have sat there with Kim for over 30 min just digging and playing in the sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930461666643730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1kJsggjxI/AAAAAAAAAsk/EthkpobgLWY/s320/100_9493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryleigh helping me with my sand castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930468200756866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1kKE2XNoI/AAAAAAAAAss/DrrHXqctEB0/s320/100_9568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ry and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930478625124530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1kKrrucLI/AAAAAAAAAs0/LGrEYGsKtSU/s320/100_9571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930484288587234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1kLAyABeI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Qax_0Nv9rw4/s320/100_9593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One of my favorite pics of Ry and daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930494587379058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1kLnJbHXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Hhy6cSH6SqI/s320/100_9590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4929596452552524545?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4929596452552524545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4929596452552524545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4929596452552524545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4929596452552524545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/06/beach.html' title='The beach'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1OzLF8EBI/AAAAAAAAAqs/9gvd94ltHBM/s72-c/100_9090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7971009121746428162</id><published>2008-06-09T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:48:13.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myrtle beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>We are back!</title><content type='html'>Vacation was a blast! And worth every penny we spent! The trip down took about 12hrs. We left my house at around 1130 and picked Kim and Haylee up. We were on the road by midnight just like we wanted. We had hoped that by leaving at night the girls would sleep most of the trip down. Needless to say that didn't happen. The only thing we accomplished was Kim and Bobby being sick from lack of sleep. Ryleigh and Haylee finally fell asleep around 3am and only slept for about 2 hrs. The GPS was taking us on some scenic adventures too. It would tell us to exit the interstate, drive us around town and back on the interstate we went. Hmm... Then we would be driving down the interstate and it would say "turn left in .4 miles" and it would be a left into a fence! Good thing we didn't turn. I don't know how enterprise would have taken that. Can you see me trying to explain to them why the van was wrecked because the GPS told us to turn??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to Myrtle Beach Resort at noon. We checked in and unpacked everything into the condo. It was really nice. We had 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, an eat in kitchen, living room and a big balcony with an AWSOME view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209892924407356258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1CAvUfG2I/AAAAAAAAAqM/lMukHzatk40/s320/100_9062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;View from the balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209892933948107810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1CBS3LbCI/AAAAAAAAAqU/irz3r-Qo2vw/s320/100_9069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The girls checking out the view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209892938814832594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1CBk_fv9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/rt23-Qh6KvM/s320/100_9076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Panoramic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209892954546006930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1CCfmGa5I/AAAAAAAAAqk/egQrcwi19po/s320/100_9075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another view&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7971009121746428162?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7971009121746428162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7971009121746428162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7971009121746428162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7971009121746428162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-are-back.html' title='We are back!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SE1CAvUfG2I/AAAAAAAAAqM/lMukHzatk40/s72-c/100_9062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3459193943429537093</id><published>2008-05-27T12:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:38:36.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy!</title><content type='html'>We leave for the beach on friday night!  I am beyond excited for this vacation!  We have so much to do in the coming days though!  Ugh, Im worn out just thinking about it!  Today I met with an online friend to look at her vehicle.  We decided that it just wasnt going to provide us with the room we needed to travel down there.  Then I went to Enterprise and we rented a minivan.  Since my BFF and her DD are going with us we didnt want to take 2 cars.  Tomorrow I will be doing the last of the laundry for this week and packing up my things, and finishing up Ryleighs things.  In the evening we are going to SILs house to get my hair highlighted and trimmed, and Bobbys hair cut.  Thursday I have an appt with the surgeon to figure out whats going to happen with my nose.  Then in the evening Im going to have a pedi and mani with my BFF.  Ive gotta look my best for the beach....right...LOL.  Friday I have to pick up the minivan from enterprise and we have to start packing it.  Then at around Midnight we leave for the 10+ hr trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3459193943429537093?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3459193943429537093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3459193943429537093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3459193943429537093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3459193943429537093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5578837440407307388</id><published>2008-05-26T11:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:47:59.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coltons Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the childrens museam for Coltons birthday party. We had a great time. Here are some pics from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fletcher and Ryleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204728696318420146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SDrpLGhXZLI/AAAAAAAAApg/9NKqtNucTWU/s320/100_9029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204728717793256642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SDrpMWhXZMI/AAAAAAAAApo/w_ZcRtpX0_Y/s320/100_9042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "twins" Ryleigh and Kameryn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204728726383191250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SDrpM2hXZNI/AAAAAAAAApw/BQ1gieE_YeM/s320/100_9044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryleigh the builder being silly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204728734973125858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SDrpNWhXZOI/AAAAAAAAAp4/M5oHVLa4VE0/s320/100_9054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was carring these baloons around for a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204728739268093170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SDrpNmhXZPI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LuYy3iRsqkc/s320/100_9059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5578837440407307388?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5578837440407307388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5578837440407307388&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5578837440407307388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5578837440407307388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/coltons-birthday-party.html' title='Coltons Birthday Party'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/SDrpLGhXZLI/AAAAAAAAApg/9NKqtNucTWU/s72-c/100_9029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2272944793102553762</id><published>2008-05-26T11:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:33:01.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>If I had to use just one word to describe my life right now it would be "blessed".  When your little you always get the question "what do you want to be when you grow up"  Early on I knew I wanted to be a mom.  But thats not really an answer you hear from a child.  I usually just said a teacher.  The older I got it got more clear that I wanted to be a SAHM.  My parents pushed and pushed for me to go to college.  I was there for 2 wasteful years before I knew college just wasnt for me.  I got good grades, but I just couldnt see myself being a teacher.  When I closed my eyes and imagined my life in 5 yrs I could see kids running around, and a wonderful family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an amazing husband who I met in Aug. 1999.  We were Married 4 yrs ago.  He has let me live my dream of raising our daughter here at home.  He is a great dad too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the daughter I have always dreamed of having.  I prayed and prayed years before I was even pregnant for a daughter.  I get to dress her up, fix her hair and put pretty bows in her hair.  We have so much fun together going here and there.  Even when we stay home we have fun building igloos, playing with her toys, reading, or just "nuggling" on the couch watching "toon toons". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have parents who love me, Bobby and Ryleigh!  They would do just about anything for us.  When I see how happy Ryleigh makes them, it makes me love her even more.  If thats even possible....LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least I have the most amazing friends a person could ever ask for.  I have so much fun hanging out with them and there kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to my family, and my friends for making me so very blessed.  I love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2272944793102553762?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2272944793102553762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2272944793102553762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2272944793102553762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2272944793102553762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-928958406494344623</id><published>2008-05-19T13:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:13:14.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryleigh'/><title type='text'>Ryleigh update</title><content type='html'>Ryleigh is going to be 18 months in a week and a half!  Where has the time gone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleigh absolutly amazes me every day.  Shes constantly saying new things and doing new things.  My favorite thing to do is just sit and watch her when she doesnt know im looking.  There are days where she just has me in stitches laughing at the stuff she says and does.  Shes so rotten! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes talking so much now.  Ive lost count  of how many words shes saying.  Its got to be btw 50-100 now at least.  And shes putting 2 words together now also.  The other day I asked her if she wanted lunch.  She said Yes.  I said ok, lets go.  She started walking towards the kitchen saying "lets go, lets go"  LOL.  The next morning she woke up and all I heard was "Lets go, lets go"  Then I heard her throwning her baby dolls out of her crib and saying "BOOM"  As each one of them hit the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is constantly on the go!  She has to be doing something at all times.  She finally has started watching cartoons, aka "toon toons".  My sister gave her a bean bag and she LOVES it, she will actually sit now and watch cartoons for about 15 min-30 min before she comes looking for me.  It gives me time to get things done around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also decided to be a PICKY PICKY eater.  Lucky me...LOL.  Im having a really hard time getting her to eat anything.  Ive started giving her an extra cup of milk.  When I go to the dr for her 18 mo. check Im going to see if I should start giving her pediasure or something.  Foods that she normally loved, shes turning her nose up at them.  AAAAAAHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-928958406494344623?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/928958406494344623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=928958406494344623&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/928958406494344623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/928958406494344623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/ryleigh-update.html' title='Ryleigh update'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-314454775535230881</id><published>2008-05-19T13:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:57:29.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruptured ear drum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad luck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ear infection'/><title type='text'>Bad Luck</title><content type='html'>Ive had such a string of bad luck lately!  First was the whole nose thing, then I started getting sick.  It was flu like symptoms, then I started feeling a little better and my ear started bothering me.  By the next day (a sunday)  I was in horrible pain.  I had my mom take me to the ER and the dr said I had a buldging ear drum.  I walked out to the car and my ear started leaking.  I didnt really think anything of it.  We picked up my prescriptions and my mom dropped me off at my house and took Ryleigh with her.  My ear kept leaking more and more.  When I woke up from my nap my pillow had yellow stuff all over it and my hair and the side of my face was crusty.  EWW!  Bobby picked me up at home after work and we went to my moms for sunday dinner.  My mom made me call the ER to see if that was normal.  They said I needed to come back in.  Bobby took Ryleigh home and my mom took me to the ER again.  When I went back I had a ruptured ear drum, double ear infection, throat infection and a sinus infection.  I lost the hearing in my left ear temporarily.  Its been about 3 weeks since it happened and Ive gotten most of the hearing back, but it still sounds a bit muffled.  I go to the ENT on wed. for a check up and hearing test to see if there was any damage done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-314454775535230881?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/314454775535230881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=314454775535230881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/314454775535230881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/314454775535230881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-luck.html' title='Bad Luck'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1471817244354037941</id><published>2008-04-24T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T11:45:47.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-op</title><content type='html'>Well my post-op appt didnt go so well.  I definitly didnt get the news I wanted to hear.  The surgery I had was supposed to push the septum back into place to postpone a major surgery.  It didnt really work.  He said my nose was "A MESS".  Im still having trouble breathing out of it.  Its not as bad, but its definilty a problem.  I feel like the only good that came out of it was the "headach in my nose" is gone. &lt;br /&gt;Im on Flonase now which is supposed to help "calm down" the inflamation in my nose.  I go back on May 29th to most likely schedule major surgery!  This time they will cut out the middle part of my septum that is buckled and rebuild it.  He also mentioned something else about bones being where there not supposed to be and he would take them out.  So thats where I stand :(  At least this next time will be planned out better and Bobby and my mom can prepair to take days off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1471817244354037941?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1471817244354037941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1471817244354037941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1471817244354037941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1471817244354037941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-op.html' title='Post-op'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7129402284059968708</id><published>2008-04-18T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:47:01.201-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviated septum'/><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at 1230 I registered for surgery then went up to Plastic's at wheeling hospital and waited.  At around 1 a nurse came and got me and I had to change into the lovely hospital gown and go into a room.  She checked my vitals etc, and started an IV.  Around 130 Bobby was able to come back and sit with me.  Around 2 a guy with BLUE lips (I think he had a blue rasberry icee or something LOL) came in and checked my vitals and kept asking questions like do you arms hurt, does your hands hurt etc.  Then he grabs my nose and says "does your nose hurt"  I jumped and pain and said YES. I wanted to say No *ss hole I just come in for surgery for $hits and giggles!  I was so mad.  Then 10 min. later the anastesiologist came in and asked all of the same questions plus a few more.  Then he ordered my meds for surgery.  2:30pm (surgery time) came and went, 3:00pm came and went 3:30 pm came and went...then finally around 4pm My nurse, Joey said that there was a lady in the OR that was supposed to have a 2 hr surgery and the enchountered problems and she was still in there.  There was also 1 more person in front of me for surgery.  Around 4:30 I met Dr. Mueller and Dr. Tracey (he was the one I was scheduled with).  They said that Dr. Mueller was done with all his patients and was going to help Dr. Tracey.  The guy before me would have 1 of the surgions and I would have the other.  Then they took the other guy back and I figured they would be coming to get me any time.  5:30 came and went and around 6 Dr Mueller came back and said that all the anestisiologist were gone but 1, so my surgery would have to wait till the guy before me got done.  Also the guy before me was having surgery complications also.  Something about the pins werent working, so I was waiting some more.  At 6:30pm Dr Mueller came back and said that he the guy in surgery was almost done.  Bobby and I expressed some concerns about Dr. Tracey doing my surgery.  He had had 2 very complicated surgerys and had been in the OR at that point since 130 w/o any breaks.  Dr. M excussed himself and came back a few min later and said he was going to take over my surgery and let Dr. Tracey go home.  Which was fine with me.  He had the nurse get me some Afrin to clear out my nose, and after I took it I could breath about 100% better.  I said "I don't think I need surgery, I just need some Afrin."  He laughed and we had a talk about Afrin...lol.  At 7pm a different anesthesiologist came in asking more questions, then said I was ready to go.  They wheeled my out and into the OR, they gave me a shot in my IV to calm me, and 10 sec. later I was feeling GREAT...lol.  Then they gave me some anesthesia stuff that was a milky white color and put oxygen over my face and I started coughing.  But then I was out.  The next thing I knew it I was being wheeled to recovery with oxygen in my mouth and my mouth was SO DRY.  I asked for water and she said not yet, I asked for Bobby and she said not yet that I had to wake up more.  I fought to keep my eyes open so Bobby could come in.  Around 7:45 he was brought back and fed me some ice chips and we waited to be discharged.  Bobby told me that Dr. M said the surgery went well.  My right nostril was about 100% blocked and my left was about 20% blocked.  He thinks it was bone fragments from a previous break in 1993.  Then my face started itching, then my arms, chest, back, legs, etc.  I told the nurse and she checked me all over and I didn't have hives or a rash.  She called the anesthesiologist and she checked me and didn't see anything either.  Instead of benadryl they gave me Nubian???  The last time I checked that was for pain.  About 830, she asked how the itching was and I said better.  I needed a prescription filled, so Bobby had to hurry and go to Kroger, then come back for me.  Finally around 10pm I got home.  Bobby had to hold me up to walk in the house.  I flopped on the love seat.  My mom came over to me and said I was white as a sheet.  I felt really nauseated.  I told her I needed extra pillows because I needed my head elevated.  She got the pillows (the next part she told me I said) Asked me which side of the bed I slept on, and I told her very frustrated...MY SIDE...LOL.  Duh, why wouldn't I sleep on my side...hehe.  Anyway, once we established which side was my side I was in bed, then I felt like I was going to get sick, so my mom helped me to the bathroom.  Since I hadn't eaten at that point in 27 hrs there was nothing to throw up.  I started crying because I was so tired, so sick and wanted to lay down.  Then my nose started bleeding.  We got it stopped and I went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;Today Im really groggy from the Tylenol 3's.  I'm trying not to take them so I can take care of Ryleigh.  Ive been taking regular Tylenol.  The pain isn't that bad.  Thanks for all the prayers and well wishes.  I have the greatest friends ever!  Love you guys!  If you got this far, WOW...LOL.  Thanks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7129402284059968708?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7129402284059968708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7129402284059968708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7129402284059968708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7129402284059968708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8614568676455624754</id><published>2008-04-16T17:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:32:39.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #1</title><content type='html'>I went to Plastics today and surgery is TOMORROW!  Im freaking out!  I didnt think it would be that soon at all! I thought he would say next week or something.  So wish me luck.  My mom will be coming here to watch Ryleigh and Bobby will be taking me.  I have to be there at 12:30pm and my surgery is at 2:30pm.  I chose the less invasive surgery.  They will just be moving the septum over and putting splints in my nose to hold it in place for a while.  This will hold off the more invasive surgery, but sometime I will most likely have to have it.  That one will totally rebuild my septum, and it sounded way to scary for right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8614568676455624754?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8614568676455624754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8614568676455624754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8614568676455624754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8614568676455624754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-1.html' title='Update #1'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1542797856453571720</id><published>2008-04-14T15:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T15:09:18.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>On thursday I was playing with Ryleigh on the floor.  The next thing I knew her head was coming at me and got me right on the nose.  I heard it crack!  YUCK!  It hurt!  I looked in the mirror when the pain subsided a little and noticed my nostrals were very uneaven, and I was having trouble breathing out of the right side.  I should have gone to the Dr. the next day, but I didnt.  I wanted to see if it was just swelling.  After talking to some online friends I decided I should make an appt.  I went and he said its broken and I have a pretty badly deviated septum.  I went and got some x-rays, and they are refering me to the ENT.  The dr said I would most likely have surgery to repair it.  Thats the part I didnt want to hear!  Surgery scared the bajesus outa me!  I shouldnt have watched the movie about the guy who was awake during surgery!  Thats one of my worst fears!  Ill keep you updated on what is to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing thats weird is I have broken 4 bones in my life, 3 were my nose and 1 was my arm.  3 out of the 4 have all been the same time of year!  Right before my birthday.  What a birthday present!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1542797856453571720?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1542797856453571720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1542797856453571720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1542797856453571720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1542797856453571720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-264031917579561803</id><published>2008-03-01T16:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:37:25.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waterbabies'/><title type='text'>Waterbabies</title><content type='html'>Today was our first day of waterbabies. We had a blast! Ryleigh did fairly well. She loved the water and the tub up intill about 2 weeks ago. She slipped backwards in the tub and hit her head pretty hard. (She was ok in the end) Scared us all pretty bad. Ever since then shes been very leary of getting in and gets very upset if you put her down, or she even thinks your going to. Who could blame her though. Here are some pics of todays class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172903267935539602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8nYHW7BUZI/AAAAAAAAAok/LT6C-PmJCOg/s320/100_0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172903276525474210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8nYH27BUaI/AAAAAAAAAos/8Lrrp8__22M/s320/100_0848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryleigh kicking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172903289410376114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8nYIm7BUbI/AAAAAAAAAo0/enTF5PpBcoE/s320/100_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me trying to show her how to blow bubbles. That didnt go well&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172903298000310722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8nYJG7BUcI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-TQgFIYm6As/s320/100_0864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi Nic...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172903310885212626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8nYJ27BUdI/AAAAAAAAApE/u9CNaNve8oM/s320/100_0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ryleigh reaching for the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172907704636756466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8ncJm7BUfI/AAAAAAAAApU/2DwiWNja21M/s320/100_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleigh getting ready to jump in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172907674571985378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8ncH27BUeI/AAAAAAAAApM/WgvwxRq0P_I/s320/100E0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleigh with her BFF Kameryn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-264031917579561803?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/264031917579561803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=264031917579561803&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/264031917579561803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/264031917579561803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/waterbabies.html' title='Waterbabies'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8nYHW7BUZI/AAAAAAAAAok/LT6C-PmJCOg/s72-c/100_0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-794310023986493919</id><published>2008-03-01T15:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:55:35.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryleigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Fun in the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ive been a horrible blogger lately. Ill try to do better. Things have been so crazy around here. The other day we took Ryleigh in the snow again. The last time we took her out she wasnt walking yet. She had a hard time walking in the snow expecially with all those clothes on. Here are some pics. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172872116537741666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8m7yG7BUWI/AAAAAAAAAoM/w-nqtsopTb4/s320/100_0797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172872129422643570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8m7y27BUXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Lhda2l68628/s320/100_0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172872138012578178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8m7zW7BUYI/AAAAAAAAAoc/cQgXPQxvnxY/s320/IMG00117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-794310023986493919?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/794310023986493919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=794310023986493919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/794310023986493919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/794310023986493919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun in the Snow'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R8m7yG7BUWI/AAAAAAAAAoM/w-nqtsopTb4/s72-c/100_0797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2673732282654736777</id><published>2008-02-12T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T14:55:47.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He loves me, he Loves me not....</title><content type='html'>HE LOVES ME!  Not that I ever doubted it.  Today I got a pcakage in the mail.  Im thinking...What did I order off of ebay?  It was a pair of diamond earings from Bobby!  Yay!  Happy V-Day to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2673732282654736777?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2673732282654736777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2673732282654736777&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2673732282654736777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2673732282654736777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not.html' title='He loves me, he Loves me not....'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3346414746468901612</id><published>2008-02-05T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T14:34:35.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>My yard today</title><content type='html'>This is what my Yard is supposed to look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163580480838568690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R6i5FumGCvI/AAAAAAAAAn8/WWgsRKnNd2Q/s320/100_6116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what it looked like today with all the darn rain!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163581576055229186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R6i6FemGCwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/sToVFN4KUZ0/s320/100_0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3346414746468901612?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3346414746468901612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3346414746468901612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3346414746468901612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3346414746468901612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-yard-today.html' title='My yard today'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R6i5FumGCvI/AAAAAAAAAn8/WWgsRKnNd2Q/s72-c/100_6116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6195137120254572132</id><published>2008-01-28T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:50:23.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pladate and Dinner</title><content type='html'>Today I went to a playdate at Ashley's house.   It was a lot of fun.  Kim came with Nic too.  The kids all played and shared cheerios and kix.  Ryleigh kept taking Kameryns blankie and Kameryn kept taking Ryleighs sippy...lol.  What are we going to do with those 2.  After a while we got hungry and we decided to go to Greco's for the buffet.  The dessert pizza is sooooo soooo GOOOOOOOD.  And I ate way too much of it!  It was fun having all 3 babies at the restraunt.  We got lots of compliments on the kids.  They are adorible though...who wouldnt compliment them :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6195137120254572132?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6195137120254572132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6195137120254572132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6195137120254572132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6195137120254572132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/pladate-and-dinner.html' title='Pladate and Dinner'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6525460570750694135</id><published>2008-01-24T16:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:06:29.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's you knee?</title><content type='html'>To my suprise this is what I got when I asked Ryleigh "where's your knee?"  Shes growing up so fast! *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/100_0591.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6525460570750694135?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6525460570750694135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6525460570750694135&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6525460570750694135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6525460570750694135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/wheres-you-knee.html' title='Where&apos;s you knee?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2458051637180041246</id><published>2008-01-23T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:10:56.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5fk5emGCrI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YdkdDCyOp0E/s1600-h/100_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158843574292712114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5fk5emGCrI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YdkdDCyOp0E/s320/100_0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out a Monday that they were having a sale on Portraits at Penneys today. It was 1/2 off the collections plus 4 free sheets! So I decided to take Ryleigh over, and Im really glad I did. They got some GREAT thumb sucking shots! It was adorable! I brought a cloth diaper with me, but they said she was too old and I would have to have a shirt on her. So we didnt do any. :( We saw Amanda, her DH and Atley there. Atley lookes SOOOO Handsome! I bet there pics are great! Ry and I were peeking in on there session...hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we had spaghetti and garlic bread at my parents house. Mmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158843578587679426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5fk5umGCsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/ZpbzCPkEd74/s320/100_0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158843587177614034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5fk6OmGCtI/AAAAAAAAAns/7E7xNgkeaGc/s320/100_0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was excited and trying to run....lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158843595767548642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5fk6umGCuI/AAAAAAAAAn0/_he0hzbjZ8g/s320/100_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuggles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2458051637180041246?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2458051637180041246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2458051637180041246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2458051637180041246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2458051637180041246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-day.html' title='Fun day'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5fk5emGCrI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YdkdDCyOp0E/s72-c/100_0563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8197139692647569871</id><published>2008-01-22T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:23:24.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My rotten little trouble maker...lol</title><content type='html'>In the computer room there is a book shelf. I have it shoved in a corner with the papasan chair in front of it. Ryleigh's never messed with it since its been back there. Well guess what she discovered today....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158491438514047618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5akoemGCoI/AAAAAAAAAnE/JTFi2_xywEw/s320/100_0554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158491455693916818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5akpemGCpI/AAAAAAAAAnM/v9bu8yzXYEk/s320/100_0555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158491459988884130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5akpumGCqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/_zhhLfIMRGE/s320/100_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh...what am I going to do with her? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8197139692647569871?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8197139692647569871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8197139692647569871&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8197139692647569871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8197139692647569871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-rotten-little-trouble-makerlol.html' title='My rotten little trouble maker...lol'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5akoemGCoI/AAAAAAAAAnE/JTFi2_xywEw/s72-c/100_0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7417124988735050200</id><published>2008-01-21T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:22:41.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryleigh's Day</title><content type='html'>Today she woke up and had some cream of wheat with applesauce. When I went to take her picture this is what I got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158102815925650386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VDLqoww9I/AAAAAAAAAmE/WX5zBhWY0us/s320/100_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt; What a lil stinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that she showed me a new trick that she learned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158102820220617698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VDL6oww-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/SzUHqjlrlkc/s320/100_0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158102824515585010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VDMKoww_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/psEDfc-IeSY/s320/100_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158102833105519618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VDMqowxAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/SF1_SorLbPs/s320/100_0540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shes starting to learn how to climb up on things....Boy am I in for some trouble now! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little while later Kim came over with Haylee, Meghan and Reese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158102837400486930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VDM6owxBI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ilQtYh2d5NM/s320/100_0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158104503847797794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VEt6owxCI/AAAAAAAAAms/wnpIUNrMuq4/s320/100_0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to my parents house for some dinner....mmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158104512437732418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VEuaowxEI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xY7KS2b8nKw/s320/100_0551.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158104508142765106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VEuKowxDI/AAAAAAAAAm0/xxYh-YxkZNo/s320/100_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;After that it was off to the bath tub, books then bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7417124988735050200?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7417124988735050200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7417124988735050200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7417124988735050200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7417124988735050200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/ryleighs-day.html' title='Ryleigh&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R5VDLqoww9I/AAAAAAAAAmE/WX5zBhWY0us/s72-c/100_0538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1288717049221565391</id><published>2008-01-17T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:13:15.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while</title><content type='html'>Since ive posted anything.  Sorry about that...lol.  Ive been busy and stressed out.  Bobby is leaving in a few days and its just going to be me and Ryleigh.  Its never been just me and Ryleigh all day every day for a whole week.  Im scared and stressed out about it.  I do have my mom and dad thats right down the road if I need a break though.  But its not going to make it any less hard when 430 comes and theres no one coming through the door to be my second pair of hands :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note Ryleigh is feeling better, she had a bad cold.  Shes still teething, and now she has a nice goose egg on each side of her head.  I swear I need to get a helmet for that child!  The other day she was standing in front of the coffee table and somehow managed to hit her head on it.  Its got a nice green bruise on it now.  Just a few min ago Daddy was chasing her back the hall and she ran right into the computer desk!  YIKES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any pics this week!  Ive been really slacking....I know :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1288717049221565391?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1288717049221565391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1288717049221565391&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1288717049221565391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1288717049221565391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3911527204012581425</id><published>2008-01-09T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:18:14.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Just some Random pics... &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153587830339978146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4U406oww6I/AAAAAAAAAls/2ySuHURPt94/s320/100_03020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My sleeping angel!  This is a very rare picture!  Shes fallen asleep twice on the floor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153587838929912754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4U41aoww7I/AAAAAAAAAl0/KUJh7YyJ19s/s320/100_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I added this because I love her face in it.  She was with Pappy climbing up the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153587851814814658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4U42Koww8I/AAAAAAAAAl8/X26A14PzAuU/s320/100_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryleigh and her remote....she loves that thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153571225996411762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4Upuaoww3I/AAAAAAAAAlU/NKiBywEfBr8/s320/100_0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Her first Pigtails! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153571238881313666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4UpvKoww4I/AAAAAAAAAlc/srIVHCh_EDY/s320/100_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back pigtail view and a fluffy butt...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153571243176280978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4Upvaoww5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/5znXxLbckoM/s320/100_0499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is a blury pic, but do you see that face? This is the face I have been dealing with ALL day for about 3 days now! Is the "Im teething, please help me mama" face. Shes had 2 teeth come in the past couple days, and there are more to come. Her gums are red and swollen and shes ever so fussy, and Im ready for a bath...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3911527204012581425?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3911527204012581425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3911527204012581425&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3911527204012581425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3911527204012581425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4U406oww6I/AAAAAAAAAls/2ySuHURPt94/s72-c/100_03020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5371250147417870413</id><published>2008-01-08T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:42:13.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Shh....Dont tell My Mama</title><content type='html'>Shes watching TV and I snuck in here.  Brice over at &lt;a href="http://alteringlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Altering life &lt;/a&gt;tagged me for this meme.  Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of eight random facts/habits about yourself. At the end of the list, choose eight people to tag and list their names.Leave them a comment on each of their websites to let them know that they have been tagged.The people tagged will write a post on their own website about their eight things, post these rules, and tag eight others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I love to look at pictures.  Mainly of myself...hehe. &lt;br /&gt;2.  Mama calls me Punky Pookie!  Eww gross!  Where did she get that?&lt;br /&gt;3.  I like to see how much trouble I can get into in 1 day before Mama has to take a bath and calm down.  The other day she had to take 2, PLUS she took her special choclates into the bathroom.  I musta been extra rotten. &lt;br /&gt;4.  I have to have my Silky (blankie) to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;5.  When I feel anything silky my thumb goes right into my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;6.  Im starting to like Books more.  Mama tryed the ones that have little flaps I can open, and I like those ones. &lt;br /&gt;7.  I love my doggies Bubba (Harley) and Chop chop.  Bubba doesnt seem to like it when I pull his ears though, and Chopper runs everytime I get close.  Mama said thats because hes smart. &lt;br /&gt;8.  Mama says I have a temper that I get from my daddy, but Grandma and Pappy say that I get it from her.  Grandma also says that I look just like Mama when she was little, so if I look like her, its probaly her temper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that is 8....I will take my best Buddy Brooklyn over at a&lt;a href="http://adayincarlyslife.blogspot.com/"&gt; day in Carly's life&lt;/a&gt;, Ashlyn at &lt;a href="http://jessicas5.blogspot.com/"&gt;a day in my life with 5 kids and being pregnant again&lt;/a&gt;, Nicolas at &lt;a href="http://cathy-with-a-c.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cathy with a "C"&lt;/a&gt;,  Jacob at &lt;a href="http://disney4us.blogspot.com/"&gt;Our A-mazing family&lt;/a&gt; and Taylor at &lt;a href="http://trailsofbeingaparent.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trials of being a parent&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5371250147417870413?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5371250147417870413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5371250147417870413&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5371250147417870413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5371250147417870413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/shhdont-tell-my-mama.html' title='Shh....Dont tell My Mama'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8796648595193057793</id><published>2008-01-08T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:17:58.877-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playdate'/><title type='text'>Play Date</title><content type='html'>Today we had a play date at the park. I went with Kim, who I met on Cafemom.com, and Ashley who I met through Kim at a play date. It was suck a nice day out today. Very unseasonably warm with a record high of 70! Yay! Here are some pics from the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153263633323574050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4QR-KowwyI/AAAAAAAAAks/ZKsQZAxsszs/s320/100_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153263641913508658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4QR-qowwzI/AAAAAAAAAk0/T93lPPJ92FM/s320/100_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153263646208475970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4QR-6oww0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/pdYrdkbLMj4/s320/100_0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153263654798410578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4QR_aoww1I/AAAAAAAAAlE/K7cngO8MaVg/s320/100_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153263659093377890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4QR_qoww2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/dkyniYfNEJg/s320/100_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8796648595193057793?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8796648595193057793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8796648595193057793&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8796648595193057793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8796648595193057793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/play-date.html' title='Play Date'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R4QR-KowwyI/AAAAAAAAAks/ZKsQZAxsszs/s72-c/100_0436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3332487708355246083</id><published>2008-01-05T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:51:32.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to say to all my friends near and far:  Im thankful to have you!  I have such wonderful friends and I dont think I tell you often enough how much I value your friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am very thankful to god for always giving me enough.  Today was a somewhat trying day, and in the end I had just enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share with you part of an email forward I got a while ago.  I keep it in my saved folder and every once in a while I go back and re-read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;She then began to cry and walked away. They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.&lt;br /&gt;Send this to the people you will never  forget and remember to send it back to the person who sent it to you. If you don't send it to anyone it may mean that you are in such a hurry that you have forgotten your friends.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE TIME TO LIVE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends and loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;I WISH YOU ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3332487708355246083?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3332487708355246083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3332487708355246083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3332487708355246083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3332487708355246083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5544839620316500166</id><published>2008-01-04T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:49:53.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bobby and I are slowly going green. We have changed almost all of our light bulbs to the CFL light bulbs. And we have decided to start cloth diapering Ryleigh. Yes, you read it right...we are going to cloth diaper! I got my first one in the mail today, and when we come home later Im going to give it a go. :D Ill share some pictures with you later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE: Here is a pic of her. Its a shot from the back, because she didnt have clothes on and Im not posting a pic like that on here for strangers to see. Shes so cute in her little fluffy butt diaper!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151819064023237394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R37wJKowwxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/STnY4GKTSDw/s320/100_0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5544839620316500166?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5544839620316500166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5544839620316500166&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5544839620316500166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5544839620316500166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-green.html' title='Going green'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R37wJKowwxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/STnY4GKTSDw/s72-c/100_0257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5077439960425943502</id><published>2008-01-02T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:31:15.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rotten Ry'/><title type='text'>Caught Red handed!</title><content type='html'>You leave her alone for a second and look what happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151056067378070258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3w6M6owwvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-64CKHdTlmk/s320/100_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151056075968004866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3w6NaowwwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/76vugB6lS5E/s320/100_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5077439960425943502?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5077439960425943502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5077439960425943502&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5077439960425943502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5077439960425943502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/caught-red-handed.html' title='Caught Red handed!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3w6M6owwvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-64CKHdTlmk/s72-c/100_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3489326942619365449</id><published>2008-01-01T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T10:34:37.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Noses Warm Hearts</title><content type='html'>As some of you know I have 2 Jack Russell Terriers.  I have been in an online jack russell group for over a year now, and have made some really awsome friends!  Right before I joined they had decided to do a fund raiser for Russell Rescue Inc.  (RRI is a non profit organization dedicated to rescuing Jacks and finding them new homes.)  People with in 3 online Jack Russell groups got together and wrote true stories about there pets.  There are 24 stories about dogs (different breeds), horses and a kitten.  This book is for any animal lover, not just JRT owners.  The book is only $11.95, (plus shipping and tax).  Every penny of the $11.95 goes to a Russell Rescue!  This would be a great gift for an upcoming birthday.  Go check out the site &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/jrtbook4me/COLD_NOSES.html"&gt;Cold Noses Warm hearts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3489326942619365449?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3489326942619365449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3489326942619365449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3489326942619365449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3489326942619365449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/cold-noses-warm-hearts.html' title='Cold Noses Warm Hearts'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5351733982106933995</id><published>2007-12-28T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T20:14:43.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout and header</title><content type='html'>My friend Carly was asking me about a header.  So I decided it was time to change mine.  I found a winter layout and a winter picture of Ryleigh and started the header.  Several frustrating hrs later its DONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5351733982106933995?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5351733982106933995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5351733982106933995&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5351733982106933995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5351733982106933995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-layout-and-header.html' title='New layout and header'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4315449430512882660</id><published>2007-12-24T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:26:25.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;To all of my Blogging friends and readers, I wish you a Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope you all have a wonderful christmas fill with lots of love and joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147622601802171010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3AHe6owwoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/cTTr3WQGr2I/s320/100_0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147622610392105618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3AHfaowwpI/AAAAAAAAAjc/jMn9QMn5XOk/s320/100_0838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147622614687072930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3AHfqowwqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/XIcXBoc6fWc/s320/100_0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147622627571974834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3AHgaowwrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/E7KxW4a1aDQ/s320/100_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147622627571974850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3AHgaowwsI/AAAAAAAAAj0/IaSAOmfsNJc/s320/100_0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bobby, Tiffany, Ryleigh, Harley and Chopper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS I took pictures of her pictures, so if they are blurry or look weird thats why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4315449430512882660?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4315449430512882660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4315449430512882660&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4315449430512882660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4315449430512882660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R3AHe6owwoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/cTTr3WQGr2I/s72-c/100_0835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-900245780543841905</id><published>2007-12-24T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T12:53:48.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prizes</title><content type='html'>For the month of November Ryleigh was a winner at &lt;a href="http://photobugbaby.com/pages/contestwinners.php"&gt;Photo Bug Baby&lt;/a&gt;. (the link is to the winners page, not sure how long her pic will be up there) Anyway, I only paid $2.50 to enter her, and we won all kinds of cool thing! A couple of big prizes have arrived, and I took pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first one is a wall plaque from &lt;a href="http://www.creativenamesigns.com/"&gt;Creative Name Signes&lt;/a&gt;. She did an amazing Job on Ryleigh's sign! I told her what the theme was in Ryleigh's room and sent her pictures of it. I am so so so happy to have it! I definitly recommend her to anyone that wants to add a little something to any room. She has all kinds of different things she can do and personalize. Shes truely an amazing artist.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147593494808805970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2_tAqowwlI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ieR1GpM_0rM/s320/100_0828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second one is a Pillow from &lt;a href="http://www.sitesndesigns.com/index.htm"&gt;Sites Designes&lt;/a&gt;. I got to pick the picture I wanted on it, the layout and I picked a poem to put on it. Today the finished product came in the mail! Its beautiful! I just love it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147593499103773282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2_tA6owwmI/AAAAAAAAAjE/WOl0_rWdFHk/s320/100_0831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147593503398740594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2_tBKowwnI/AAAAAAAAAjM/mKXLTz_p9S4/s320/100_0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another prize was a shirt of my choice over at the &lt;a href="http://www.trendytadpole.com/catalog.php?item=37"&gt;Trendy Tadpole&lt;/a&gt;. I chose the cherry Blossom shirt. I didnt get to take a picture of it yet, because its wrapped and under the tree. Its such a cute shirt! I cant wait to wear it on her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im still waiting on a few more things to come in, and I will share them with you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-900245780543841905?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/900245780543841905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=900245780543841905&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/900245780543841905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/900245780543841905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/prizes.html' title='Prizes'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2_tAqowwlI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ieR1GpM_0rM/s72-c/100_0828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7124327548967276426</id><published>2007-12-22T09:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T09:40:38.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bobby&apos;s Promotion'/><title type='text'>Early Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>Bobby got a call yesterday morning from a guy named George.  The caller ID said Walmart, so I answered it. &lt;br /&gt;me: Hello&lt;br /&gt;Walmart: Is Bobby there? &lt;br /&gt;me: Hes sleeping, do you need me to wake him?&lt;br /&gt;W: You dont HAVE to, but I have great news.&lt;br /&gt;me: Well sure then!  Let me get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been waiting for this call for days and it finally came!  Bobby gave me the thumbs up with a grin ear to ear!  HES GETTING PROMOTED!  And better yet, its with in his own store!  That is something very rare.  He is now going to be the Assistant manager at Walmart.  We are so happy, and im so proud of him!  He beat out hundreds of other people.  The store manager likes him alot and didnt want to let him go, so he moved some things around and hes staying!  Thats a blessing.  The other store that interviewed him was about 45min-1hr away.  So on top of his new 10hr days he would have spent another 2 on the road.  Now hes only 20-25 min away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sad part is he will be leaving town for 4 weeks.  He woulnt be that far away, but far enough where he cant come home after training and drive back in the morning.  But hes close enough that if the weather is ok Ryleigh and I can drive to him and stay in a hotel and go swimming for a night or so! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he will be home for 2 weeks, then back there for another 2.  So all together he will be gone for 6 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promotion doesnt take effect for about a month, but its still official!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7124327548967276426?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7124327548967276426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7124327548967276426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7124327548967276426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7124327548967276426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/early-christmas-present.html' title='Early Christmas Present'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5511839060607588553</id><published>2007-12-21T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T18:59:12.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryleigh ER'/><title type='text'>Sick Sick Sick</title><content type='html'>Tuesday morning I woke up feeling yucky. Ryleigh started crying and I asked Bobby to get her for me. He walked into her room and there was throw up all over her crib. She must have gotten sick at least 3 times in there. I don't know how we didn't hear her. We get her a bath and she wasn't hungry. Bobby took care of her all day while I was on the couch, bed or toilet. She wasn't too bad Tuesday. A little fussy, and not really having an apatite and a low fever but nothing major. Wednesday I woke up pretty much fine. I still want wanting to eat alot but other than that I felt a lot better. Ryleigh was worse. Very fussy, clingy, not wanting to eat or drink. Her overnight diaper (12+hrs) was not that wet. I called the Dr. and they told me to bring her in at 230pm. I brought her in and they weren't really concerned. I was rather upset. He wanted her to have a blood and urinalysis, so we went down to the lab. They did a finger prick and she did OK with it. They wanted her urine, but she hadn't peed yet. I explained to them that she was hardly peeing and I didn't want to sit there and wait for her to pee. They gave me a cup and told me to bring it back later on that evening. At 630pm the Dr. calls and said all her test came back fine. She at a piece of toast, but still wasn't drinking hardly anything. Her fever started to go up. I gave her Tylenol before she went to bed. In the morning her fever was 102. Her diaper was hardly wet, she was so fussy and didn't want to eat or drink anything. When Bobby got home we went straight to the ER. They gave her IV fluids, took 3 separate blood draws, put a catheter in her to get a clean sample of urine and did a chest xray. The ER Dr informs me that shes being admitted and she will bring me the paperwork and get us upstairs. 20 min later she comes back saying Ryleighs Dr changed his mind, as long as her tests came back OK. They all came back fine and we were sent home after 5 1/2 hrs with a follow up appt at 1250pm today. After the Dr.s today shes wanted to eat, so I let her. Tonight she had some veggies and a little bit of Jello. She saw the milk in the frig and started waving her hands (her sign for yes) i said "do you want Milk?" she waved her hands so I gave her a cup. She drank about 4 oz and wanted more. She drank about another 2oz. Then she layed her head on my chest and was holding her "silky" with one hand and sucking her thumb. She waved her hands at me and I said "yes what? You want to go night night?" She waved her hands so I took her into bed. She dove in! That's the first time shes ever demanded to go to bed....lol. Hopefully shes perking up. I miss my lil RyRy, but it was really nice to have all that cuddle time with her the past few days!   Below is a pic of her from last night :(   &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146579302706364994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2xSm6owwkI/AAAAAAAAAi0/LN_Sxz731eA/s320/100_0825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5511839060607588553?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5511839060607588553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5511839060607588553&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5511839060607588553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5511839060607588553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick Sick Sick'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2xSm6owwkI/AAAAAAAAAi0/LN_Sxz731eA/s72-c/100_0825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5800144799457750540</id><published>2007-12-17T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T20:04:36.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indoor Igloo??</title><content type='html'>I decided to make a tent for Ryleigh to see if she liked it. I remember being a kid, and putting the blankets over things and having my own hideout. I got 2 chairs, a sheet and drapped it across. She was having a hard time getting in and out, so I had an idea. I would get her little tunnel thing and make a doorway. It ended up looking like an igloo....lol. Ryleigh had fun crawling in and out and playing with some toys  in there. The dogs did too. here are some pic's. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145111660841714162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2cby6owwfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jM3qZNH1jDA/s320/100_0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145111682316550690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2cb0KowwiI/AAAAAAAAAik/QgqNZJNsn2M/s320/100_0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145111669431648770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2cbzaowwgI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JQdofGC3Ezc/s320/100_0806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145111686611518002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2cb0aowwjI/AAAAAAAAAis/ODhl5M6ZdhM/s320/100_0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145111673726616082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2cbzqowwhI/AAAAAAAAAic/UuYZVmVL9dE/s320/100_0813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling out the ultra secret baby only door...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5800144799457750540?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5800144799457750540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5800144799457750540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5800144799457750540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5800144799457750540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/indoor-igloo.html' title='Indoor Igloo??'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2cby6owwfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jM3qZNH1jDA/s72-c/100_0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4812493943703730272</id><published>2007-12-13T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:49:03.787-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Pictures'/><title type='text'>Ryleigh's Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2F7q5iGYyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/cWhP6OMY7wI/s1600-h/3dafaf2e-9e9d-11dc-b454-001517232eecw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143528226362385186" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2F0kJiGYmI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-71ZRDla9qk/s320/3bcdf6d2-9e9d-11dc-b454-001517232eecw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2F0kZiGYnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/B3JWqjvhlqg/s1600-h/3bf8fe73-9e9d-11dc-b454-001517232eecw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143520418111840882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2F0kZiGYnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/B3JWqjvhlqg/s320/3bf8fe73-9e9d-11dc-b454-001517232eecw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4812493943703730272?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4812493943703730272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4812493943703730272&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4812493943703730272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4812493943703730272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/ryleighs-birthday-pictures.html' title='Ryleigh&apos;s Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R2F7q5iGYyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/cWhP6OMY7wI/s72-c/3dafaf2e-9e9d-11dc-b454-001517232eecw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7544370142658101738</id><published>2007-12-05T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:48:03.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW DAY!</title><content type='html'>We are getting our first real snow of the season. I decided to get Ryleigh dressed and introduce her to the snow. She didn't do as bad as I thought and it lasted about 10 min! I got her sled out , bundled the dogs up, bundled her up, than threw my snow clothes on lightning fast before she realized she couldn't move in all her clothes and got mad...lol I put her in the sled, pulled her around the house, then sat her in the snow. Heres some pictures of her and the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140546221978837474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1bjjZiGYeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ShbgzBQFAHQ/s320/100_0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of her....lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140546243453673986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1bjkpiGYgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IyzcAjOAKy4/s320/100_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140546247748641298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1bjk5iGYhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/4qpzodDcseg/s320/100_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140546239158706674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1bjkZiGYfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1GmJCrmgQG4/s320/100_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snowy Chopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140546256338575906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1bjlZiGYiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/oYtYRdG28qE/s320/100_0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Harley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7544370142658101738?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7544370142658101738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7544370142658101738&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7544370142658101738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7544370142658101738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1bjjZiGYeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ShbgzBQFAHQ/s72-c/100_0506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5827186599002059162</id><published>2007-12-05T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:43:48.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keywords'/><title type='text'>Keywords</title><content type='html'>Laura at &lt;a href="http://synchronizationofus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Synchronization of us&lt;/a&gt; did this post and I thought it was neat.  Here are some of the keywords people google and end up at my site.  Some of them are just weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them have something to do with Kaleb schwade.  I wrote 2 posts about him back in July I think.  And Ive been getting hits from all over.  From people looking for things about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day in the life of Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day in the life of Tiffany Ryleigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apesatomy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;(I have no idea how that related to my blog...first off its spelled wrong, and second I didnt have one...hmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Moppetts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"doggie Funnies"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 month baby prefers anyone but mom &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 month well baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 mo baby stares alot &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day of the life by tiffany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breast desktops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; (Um....WHAT??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="table._drillDown(32); return false;" href="https://www.google.com/analytics/reporting/keywords?id=4720721&amp;amp;pdr=20071104-20071204&amp;amp;cmp=average#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;c447a8d337c61aee1ae434a7114b927b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;  (Yes, someone really googled that and somehow ended up at my site!!??  but when I google it, I get nothing...weird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diaper Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(hmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tiffany in diaper pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Ok...im getting scared)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My little life - Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres lots more.  78 in all, but you get the point...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5827186599002059162?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5827186599002059162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5827186599002059162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5827186599002059162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5827186599002059162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/keywords.html' title='Keywords'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7790464594981475323</id><published>2007-12-03T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:00:47.709-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first birthday'/><title type='text'>Opening Presents</title><content type='html'>I think Ryleigh got to open 2..maybe 3 presents. Thats ok though, because it would have taken her forever to open them all! So here are pictures of the chaos...hehe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk15iGYYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4fEPA534uEU/s1600-R/100_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139773583132090754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk15iGYYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PMcbqcYc5c0/s320/100_0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk25iGYZI/AAAAAAAAAec/4Q4dZWpBwm4/s1600-R/100_0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139773600311959954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk25iGYZI/AAAAAAAAAec/PvBqTBZM4d4/s320/100_0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk4JiGYaI/AAAAAAAAAek/RRWRZyJGOEY/s1600-R/100_0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139773621786796450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk4JiGYaI/AAAAAAAAAek/a_-38HxV0b8/s320/100_0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryleigh watching the kids open her presents...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk9JiGYbI/AAAAAAAAAes/LYxjJUfjykA/s1600-R/100_0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139773707686142386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk9JiGYbI/AAAAAAAAAes/BdnkTW_N86w/s320/100_0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryleigh watching the chaos and not wanting anything to do with it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139775949659070930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qm_piGYdI/AAAAAAAAAe8/0wXHdKfHWZA/s320/100_0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7790464594981475323?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7790464594981475323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7790464594981475323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7790464594981475323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7790464594981475323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/opening-presents.html' title='Opening Presents'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1Qk15iGYYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PMcbqcYc5c0/s72-c/100_0372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-4585689187304936365</id><published>2007-12-03T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T10:30:50.451-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first birthday'/><title type='text'>Cake Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the before picture of the cake. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139740812531622162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QHCZiGYRI/AAAAAAAAAdc/0XE8xl_lmY4/s320/100_0356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139743179058602274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QJMJiGYSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/JPZ63yCVUlo/s320/100_0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139743191943504178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QJM5iGYTI/AAAAAAAAAds/oBLDf7dobzM/s320/100_0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139748693796610370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QONJiGYUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/3wkCPHqo2C0/s320/100_0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139748702386544978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QONpiGYVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-fxOgqM4Iqs/s320/100_0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My nephew, Hunter, walked by and looked at me while hes sticking his finger in the cake, like "are you going to yell at me" LOL. He was SOOO FUNNY! He took icing off the back and Ryleigh worked on the front...lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139750961539342690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QQRJiGYWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/r90msoBbvc8/s320/100_9155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Look to the right side of the picture...see the little finger stealing icing....yep that Hunter....lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139750970129277298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QQRpiGYXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/tfjqgZyQmCI/s320/100_9160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-4585689187304936365?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4585689187304936365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=4585689187304936365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4585689187304936365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/4585689187304936365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/cake-pictures.html' title='Cake Pictures'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R1QHCZiGYRI/AAAAAAAAAdc/0XE8xl_lmY4/s72-c/100_0356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-5942868062523449755</id><published>2007-12-01T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:11:48.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Bash!</title><content type='html'>Her 1st birthday party was great!  We had a great turnout.  We ate some pizza, then I showed them the video I made of Ryleighs first year.  Everyone loved it and said how great it was.  After that we took Ryleigh out of her dress and into the high chair for her cake.  She wasnt too sure about it, it was cute.  That was the first time shes ever been allowed to have cake.  Can you believe it?  I with held cake and sugary sweets, candy cookies, etc.  from my daughter for a year.  I thought she would have went nuts and start gobbling it all up.  She ate the icing and poked at the cake, and grabbed the dolls hair..lol.  That was about it though.  There was a small dent in the front of the cake, and some swipes out of the icing, and that was it.  After that we changed her into something more comfy that she could crawl around in and we opened presents.  Let me describe that in one word....CHAOS!  ALLLLLL the other kids wanted to help Ry Ry open presents and that resulted in cards, presents, bags, wrapping paper EVERYWHERE....lol.  In the end I did get it all sorted out with who bought her which gift.  They were all so excited and wanted to help her.  It was cute.  After that everyone mingled and talked and then slowly left around 4.  I was lucky and didnt have to help clean up...hehe.  Ryleigh was having an "I need my mama min" and so I got to tend to her while everyone else cleaned up.  A lot of people stayed to help with that.  It was really nice, and we are so greatful to have such great friends and family.   This week I will break everything down and show pictures.  There are so many to sort through though.  Bobby took about 200, his mom took about 60, My mom was in charge of taking video clips and pictures.  Not sure how many she has, and some other people took pictures and their going to send them to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-5942868062523449755?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5942868062523449755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=5942868062523449755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5942868062523449755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/5942868062523449755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/birthday-bash.html' title='The Birthday Bash!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2151531449972000277</id><published>2007-11-29T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:25:58.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Ryleigh,</title><content type='html'>I can't believe a year has come and gone, just like that.  Your growing up right before my eyes.  So much has changed in just this one year.  You can now say Mama, Dada, Chop Chop, was at (whats that), Baby, night night, mum num (num num for food).  Also Today for the first time you took 3 steps!  Could there be a better birthday present?  You amaze me each and every day with how much you know.  The other day when Carly got you the cabbage patch you put the bottle in her mouth to feed her, then hugged and kissed it!  Where did you learn that?  Then you looked at it and said "baby".   Your turning into a little girl right before my eyes.  Im so happy to be able to stay at home with you and watch you learn all of these new things. Your new thing is your ornry face.  Whenever you do something you know your not supposed to you scrunch up your face and smile and look at me.  Its so cute I *almost* forget to say "no no Ryleigh"....lol.   You also love to dance.  If your standing up you shift from side to side, and if you sitting you fold your arms and twist side to side.  Its so funny.  I just want you to know that I love you so much more than you can ever imagine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2151531449972000277?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2151531449972000277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2151531449972000277&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2151531449972000277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2151531449972000277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-ryleigh.html' title='Dear Ryleigh,'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8626819197788712765</id><published>2007-11-29T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:05:41.139-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryleighs Birth Story'/><title type='text'>Ryleigh's Birth Story Con't...</title><content type='html'>At about 1:30am I woke up and was having cramping. Like I was going to get my period. When the nurse came in to check on me I told her I thought I was having contractions. She hooked me up to the monitor's and sure enough I was having contractions on my own. They were still far apart, but it was a start. I called Bobby and told him and he said "ok call me when she gets here" Good thing he was joking...lol. I told him I didnt need him to come in, and that I would keep him posted. At 6am they started the pitocin to speed things along. At 9am I decided to get the epidural. I had seen how they put them in on Baby story and I was scared. They made Bobby leave the room too. He said I would feel a pinch, and thats all it was. After that I felt some pressure, but it was fine. I was so suprised...I thought it would hurt more than it did. After I got the epidural they checked me and I was 3cm. At 2pm I was 10 cm! I had slept through all the contractions! The nurse wanted me to try and push to see if I was ready. I pushed and she said everything was looking good, but that the baby hadnt dropped like she should have. 30 min later she came back in so I could try again. I pushed a little more and then she left. I didnt know anything was wrong. A few min later in rushed my Dr. And tells me the babys HR is too high and they need her out and I was having an emergancy c-section. I was hysterical because the last thing I wanted was a c-section and she just told me Ryleigh was in trouble. They gave Bobby some scrubs and off I went down the hall by myself. Bobby had to wait there. As they were prepping me for surgery I was crying and asking for Bobby. Finally he was allowed in and he was trying his best to calm me down. I just kept laying there thinking...they are cutting my stomach open and pulling my child out! There was alot of pressure and then I heard her cry for the first time! I knew then everything was ok and we were both going to be fine. Bobby was taking pictures of her, then he would come back to me and show me. Then I got to see her and I kissed her tiny little face and told her Mommy loved her and would see her soon and that Daddy was going with her. I told Bobby not to take his eyes off of her for a second! (A funny sidebar...Earlier that day Bobby was talking to my belly and told Ryleigh "You cant come out between 3-4pm because Dr. Phil is going to be good today...lol Wouldnt ya know it she came out at 3:41pm. We missed the whole show. She showed Daddy who was BOSS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wheeled back to the recovery room and my mom was allowed to come in with the visiters that had arrived. The nurse said that the epi would wear off and that i would get feeling back in my stomach. About 5 min later I felt a horrible burning pain. I was yelling for someone to get a nurse. I was in so much pain I didnt know what to do with myself. Finally she came in and gave me some morphine. After that I was loopy and didnt really know what was going on. I remember the people that were there, and I remember my sister bringing me a slushy that I wouldnt for the life of me let go of...lol. I also remember holding Ryleigh. But I dont remember what anyone said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon everyone went home and it was just me, Bobby and Ryleigh. I was in and out of sleep due to the heavy medication and I told Bobby he could go home and I had the nurse take Ryleigh for the night. The next morning they brought her to me and I just cryed. I couldnt have told you if she was mine or not because I just didnt remember what MY baby looked like. I called Bobby crying and he said "calm down...lay her on the bed and unwrap her. Look at her feet. What do you see" I said "her toes on one foot dont line up like the other foot" He said "Thats our girl!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8626819197788712765?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8626819197788712765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8626819197788712765&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8626819197788712765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8626819197788712765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/ryleighs-birth-story-cont.html' title='Ryleigh&apos;s Birth Story Con&apos;t...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2821119423283392495</id><published>2007-11-28T14:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T14:34:33.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryleigh's First year</title><content type='html'>I was going to wait till tomorrow to post this, but I just cant.  Ive spent the last 2 months working on this video.  From choosing the picture, to adding captions, transitions and elements to each and every picture.  Im happy to say its finished, and Im so pleased with how it turned out.  I was going to make a shorter one for online viewing, but I decided not to.  It is rather lenghty...almost 12 min.  I hope you will take the time to watch it.  This is the video that I will be showing at her birthday party on Saturday also.  Ryleigh LOVES this video.  Everytime she hears the music, wherever she is, she coming crawling in and wants up on my lap.  She will sit and watch the WHOLE thing too!  It amazes me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now present to you *drum roll* RYLEIGHS FIRST YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-8167377418889880247&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2821119423283392495?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2821119423283392495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2821119423283392495&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2821119423283392495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2821119423283392495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/ryleighs-first-year.html' title='Ryleigh&apos;s First year'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1735335936190233151</id><published>2007-11-28T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:20:55.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryleighs Birth Story'/><title type='text'>6am</title><content type='html'>Last year at 6am I was in route to the hospital.  I was being induced.  There wasnt a really good reason for me to be induced.  I was having a lot of back pain with Ryleigh due to my 2 slightly buldging disks and I wanted her out.  At around 630am I was hooked up to the monitors and the pitocin drip was started.  I was happy and terrified at the same time.  I came into the hospital having a just a husband and I was leaving with this little baby that I knew nothing about.  She wasnt going to come with instructions and I had to figure out what the heck I was supposed to do with her all day.  That part scared me.  All my life my dream was to become a mom.  But was I ready?  Would I know what to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having slight contractions, but nothing was progressing.  The contractions werent getting closer together and I wasnt dialating.  My OB came in at around 330pm and gave me 2 options.  #1 I could spend the night and try again in the morning.  But if I did that and there was no baby at the end of day 2 I would have to have a c/s.  #2 I could go home and wait till she came on her own.  She left the room and gave us a few min to decide.  I was a mess.  The one thing I didnt want was a c/s.  That scared me to death to even think they would cut me open while I was AWAKE and take my baby out of me.  I had seen it all too many times on Baby story and I would watch it with a wrinked  up face looking through my fingers that were covering my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby and I decided that we would try again in the morning.  Before he left that night he prayed with me and we put it in gods hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1735335936190233151?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1735335936190233151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1735335936190233151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1735335936190233151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1735335936190233151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/6am.html' title='6am'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3519935304628598206</id><published>2007-11-19T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:57:32.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Yourself!</title><content type='html'>I elfed my family....go check it out for a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9552326424"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9552326424&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3519935304628598206?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3519935304628598206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3519935304628598206&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3519935304628598206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3519935304628598206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/elf-yourself.html' title='Elf Yourself!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8129329037973445090</id><published>2007-11-18T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:54:10.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Traditions</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited now that we can start Family Traditions with Ryleigh.  Yesterday we dug out the Christmas decorations and tree, and put some Christmas music on.  We took down all the fall decorations and replaced them with Christmas ones.  We Put the tree up and As I got all the ornaments out of the box I told Ryleigh what each one was and when we got it.  After that I got out some paint and the plaster Ornament that we bought at Michael's and let Ryleigh paint it.  She had no idea what was going on.  She was eating the ornament and the paint...lol.  I did help her and show her that the paint goes on the ornament.  It was a dog coming out of a stocking, so i only got red and brown paint for it.  Every year we are going to have her pick out and paint an ornament.  The she took a nap and we got ready and went to the&lt;a href="http://www.oglebay-resort.com/fol.htm"&gt; festival of lights&lt;/a&gt;.  The festival of lights started in 1985 and has grown to be the nations largest light show.  See &lt;a href="http://pittsburgh.about.com/od/holidays/p/oglebay_lights.htm"&gt;this artical &lt;/a&gt;for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleigh slept through the whole thing, but we will go several more times im sure.  On a night when its not so cold we will go check out the garden of lights.  Thats the new thing this year.  It has a huge nativity scene over top of the fountain.  And lighted flowers where the real ones would be.  You walk through it.  Its beautiful, and kind of romantic. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a great christmas themed day.  Ryleigh LOVES the christmas tree.  She points at it and says "Ooo".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8129329037973445090?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8129329037973445090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8129329037973445090&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8129329037973445090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8129329037973445090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas Traditions'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-2946953471729168641</id><published>2007-11-14T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:34:20.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutie pie clippies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zing slings'/><title type='text'>Online Stores</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to tell you about my 2 favorite online stores. The first one is &lt;a href="http://zingslings.com/shop/index.php?main_page="&gt;Zing Slings&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://zingslings.com/shop/index.php?main_page="&gt;and More&lt;/a&gt;. The Owners name is Jessica and shes a very good friend of mine. Ive gotten 2 pouch slings and a matching diaper bag from her. Se sells 3 different types of slings, Diaper bags and toats, Re-usable cloth gift bags and wallets. Go check out her store. If you decide to buy anything use code tiffanyrefer at checkout for free shipping. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134216011254776866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R0BmQo72xCI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6VdNuTkHjgk/s320/100_8267.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pumpkin patch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134217535968166962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R0BnpY72xDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/jDi1RRzYTUY/s320/102_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Coopers Rock State Park in WV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second one is &lt;a href="http://www.cutiepieclippies.com/store/Default.asp"&gt;Cutie Pie Clippies&lt;/a&gt;. Its a fairly new store, but I did have the pleasure of purchasing a breast cancer Awareness Bow for Ryleigh, and I LOVE IT! She did a wonderful job. The Owners name is Natasha, and shes also a very good friend of mine. She sells custom bows, breast cancer awareness bows, Clippies, Flower loop bows, loopy bows, Small bows, medium bows, Korkers, Holiday Bows, Pony O streamer's, Woven headbands, Headbands (they have a spot to put the clippies on), and Hair bow holders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134218970487243842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R0Bo8472xEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/aZsIUzKpRu8/s320/100_8525.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of these ladies have amazing talent. So go check them out! What are you still doing here....GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-2946953471729168641?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2946953471729168641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=2946953471729168641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2946953471729168641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/2946953471729168641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/online-stores.html' title='Online Stores'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/R0BmQo72xCI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6VdNuTkHjgk/s72-c/100_8267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-8099862426253156621</id><published>2007-11-13T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:18:31.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Dress</title><content type='html'>I took some pictures of Ryleigh in her birthday dress today. Our local news displays first birthdays and you have to have it in 2 weeks in advance. Here are some of the pictures I took.  The last one is the one I sent to the news.  So if you are in my area watch the news at 20 after 5am and/or 20 after 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132498754944471394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMbKqZkWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/sZMfXmDeTfM/s320/100_8947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMb6qZkXI/AAAAAAAAAck/TUBg3Myssns/s1600-h/100_8949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132498767829373298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMb6qZkXI/AAAAAAAAAck/TUBg3Myssns/s320/100_8949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMcaqZkYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/gZ8fTN8ZthM/s1600-h/100_8951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132498776419307906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMcaqZkYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/gZ8fTN8ZthM/s320/100_8951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMc6qZkZI/AAAAAAAAAc0/rlMpRf20FSI/s1600-h/100_8958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132498785009242514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMc6qZkZI/AAAAAAAAAc0/rlMpRf20FSI/s320/100_8958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-8099862426253156621?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8099862426253156621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=8099862426253156621&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8099862426253156621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/8099862426253156621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-dress.html' title='Birthday Dress'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RzpMbKqZkWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/sZMfXmDeTfM/s72-c/100_8947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6178437863051383186</id><published>2007-11-09T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T16:13:34.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryleigh development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diaper hunt'/><title type='text'>Quick Note</title><content type='html'>To tell you all im still alive...lol.  Ive been spending all my free time doing the great cloth diaper hunt over at &lt;a href="http://www.diaperdecisions.com/"&gt;Diaper decisions&lt;/a&gt;.  Its an online scavenger hunt.  I have found 107 little pink diaper icons so far!  I still need 5 more extreme ones to qualify for the extreme grand prize. (Those ones are HARD) and I need 17 more to qualify for the grand prize.  Anyone else diaper hunting?  How are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wanted to give a Ryleigh update.  She is now walking with a push toy across the dining room and living room and cruising across the couch!  Shes doing great.  Hope everyone is doing good, hopefully I can get this hunt done with so I can catch up with everyones blogs...lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6178437863051383186?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6178437863051383186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6178437863051383186&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6178437863051383186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6178437863051383186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/11/quick-note.html' title='Quick Note'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-231253624865195630</id><published>2007-10-31T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T10:56:36.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween Card'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellPadding="0" cellSpacing="0" bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4d5451344d7a41334e673d3d0d0a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none" width="386" height="303" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4d5451344d7a41334e673d3d0d0a.jpg" alt="Halloween Treats" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;campaign=blog_logo"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none" width="386" height="46" src="http://www.smilebox.com/images/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" alt="Slideshows and scrapbooks - Powered by Smilebox" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com"&gt;Make your own slide shows and scrapbooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-231253624865195630?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/231253624865195630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=231253624865195630&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/231253624865195630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/231253624865195630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7134379271136474759</id><published>2007-10-29T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:37:20.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin Carving'/><title type='text'>1st Annual Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>This is Ryleighs first Halloween, so we decided to start the pumpkin carving tradition. Here a pictures. Ryleigh decided to just observe after touching the pumpkin guts and being grossed out...lol. (PS the onesie she has on is an old one, I didnt want her to stain up a good one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126904678773795730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RyZspE-Zq5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/IymANlt4AhE/s320/100_8675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleigh watching Daddy get the guts out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126904691658697634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RyZsp0-Zq6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/xYaNOclqxPw/s320/100_8684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126904695953664946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RyZsqE-Zq7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/8kHKPHtGZNw/s320/100_8718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finished Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126904708838566850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RyZsq0-Zq8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/u9klsdoyzbM/s320/100_8729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby's Pumpkin, Ryleighs Pumpkin and Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126904713133534162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RyZsrE-Zq9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/Vc039tMmV2I/s320/100_8733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7134379271136474759?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7134379271136474759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7134379271136474759&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7134379271136474759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7134379271136474759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/1st-annual-pumpkin-carving.html' title='1st Annual Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RyZspE-Zq5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/IymANlt4AhE/s72-c/100_8675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-9019445582539820229</id><published>2007-10-29T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T15:09:04.516-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryleigh development'/><title type='text'>Update on Us</title><content type='html'>My baby girl is 11 months old today.  Ive been planning her 1st birthday for about a month+ now.  I have a lot of things done.  I have to get invitations out, get her 1 year pictures done (get her a dress first...lol),  and get favors together.  I think I will wait till they RSVP that way I can buy specific things for specific people.  There will be a wide variety of ages and I cant give a 1 yr old the same thing as a 6 1/2 yr old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleighs development is moving along nicely.  Shes pulling up to standing consistantly and on EVERYTHING.  We are working on getting her to put her back to the couch this week to try and get her to stand w/o holding on to anything and then to stand w/o touching anything.  We are also working on her standing facing the couch and reaching to the L. and R. to get things then coming back to the center w/o falling, and reaching down to get things.  That one isnt going to well.  When she reaches down she flops all the way over instead of coming back up to standing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall shes doing very well.  We have been doing a lot of fall/halloween events lately.  We went to Boo at the Zoo, and a costume party at a local soft play area.  We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been working really hard on a 1 year slideshow for Ryleigh's party.  Im really excited about it.  I hope everyone enjoys it.  I will try to make a shortened version for online viewing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-9019445582539820229?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/9019445582539820229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=9019445582539820229&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9019445582539820229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9019445582539820229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/update-on-us.html' title='Update on Us'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6714947888093578336</id><published>2007-10-25T09:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:44:42.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple</title><content type='html'>Here is a video of Ryleigh eating an apple last night.  Be sure to have the sound up so you can hear the lip smacking and crunching...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i138.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid138.photobucket.com/albums/q254/Kipani4jc/100_8497.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6714947888093578336?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6714947888093578336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6714947888093578336&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6714947888093578336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6714947888093578336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/apple_25.html' title='Apple'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-9123888388177353959</id><published>2007-10-24T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T13:31:10.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Focus Group'/><title type='text'>$100</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got selected to do a 4 hr focus group on a court case.  We signed in and got our name tags.  Sat in the room and did introductions about ourselves.  There were microphones on the table and a camera at the front of the room.  After everyone introduced themselves the plantiff told us his case.  Then the defense.  We took a 20 min break, then we pretended to be the jury and we debated about it.  I think I did pretty good.  I definitly voiced my opinion.  I was really nervous, having to talk and possibly have someone get mad that I didnt share there opinion, but I stood my ground.  I did have someone snap back once but I handled it well.  Im not really outspoken with people I dont know, and I was the youngest one there.  It was by far the easiest $100 ive ever made!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-9123888388177353959?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/9123888388177353959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=9123888388177353959&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9123888388177353959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9123888388177353959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/100.html' title='$100'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-9139873852293995912</id><published>2007-10-24T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T13:20:21.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coopers Rock'/><title type='text'>Coopers Rock</title><content type='html'>Monday I went to Morgantown, WV with my mom and Ryleigh to see my sister.  Shes going to WVU and living in an apartment down there.  While we were there we went to Coopers Rock.  We didnt do any trails or anything, but we drove up to the overlook and walked out onto the rock.  I couldnt take the stroller, so I put Ryleigh in the sling. It was 80 degrees and SO HOT.  She was fussy so we didnt get to stay as long as we would have liked.  It was so beautiful though!  Maybe next year we can go again and do some trails also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124966754754824130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx-KHDbZB8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/y4TaJlrVXEY/s320/102_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my favorite.  Believe it or not my mom took it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124966763344758738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx-KHjbZB9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/FkSagreDRxk/s320/100_8453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view on the right side of the rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124966767639726050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx-KHzbZB-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/5jlmmmoiFE4/s320/100_8463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawk Flying by.  There were 3 of them that kept circling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124966776229660658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx-KITbZB_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/qy5axkCSfnE/s320/100_8477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View on the left side of the rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124966784819595266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx-KIzbZCAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V95wEQL2szY/s320/102_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rona (my sis, Me and Ryleigh in the sling)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-9139873852293995912?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/9139873852293995912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=9139873852293995912&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9139873852293995912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/9139873852293995912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/coopers-rock.html' title='Coopers Rock'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx-KHDbZB8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/y4TaJlrVXEY/s72-c/102_0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-7662923135125271670</id><published>2007-10-24T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T10:53:23.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Park</title><content type='html'>Im way behind on Blogging and Im trying to catch up today. Sunday Bobby and I took Ryleigh to the park to play in the leaves and get pictures of the fall trees. Here are some of the best ones we took that day. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124931054986659698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx9ppDbZB3I/AAAAAAAAAak/K_tCgYjmwRc/s320/100_8326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124931076461496194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx9pqTbZB4I/AAAAAAAAAas/Xr23BVujx-0/s320/100_8328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124931085051430802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx9pqzbZB5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/_njnmfZN7p0/s320/100_8337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124931106526267298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx9psDbZB6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/afjl_-QxaBw/s320/100_8369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124931115116201906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx9psjbZB7I/AAAAAAAAAbE/aCLE7qH-x28/s320/100_8387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-7662923135125271670?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7662923135125271670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=7662923135125271670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7662923135125271670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/7662923135125271670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/park.html' title='Park'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rx9ppDbZB3I/AAAAAAAAAak/K_tCgYjmwRc/s72-c/100_8326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1966654047865452845</id><published>2007-10-21T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T11:21:12.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin patch'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>We took Ryleigh to a pumpkin patch yesterday. We all had a good time. MIL went with us too. SIL, her DH and kids were supposed to go, but the bailed on us a couple hrs before. (I woulnt get into all that....Their loss) The drive up took 1 hr. When we got there we took a shuttle to the main entrance and bought our tickets to do the hayride and go to the pumpkin patch and get a pumpkin. We watched the kids sling apples into the lake with a big sling shot, checked out the play area that had a HUGE slide, tires to climb on, a fire truck slide, and halloween cut outs to stick your head in. After that we looked at the corn maze and hay maze (kids maze), but decided not to do them, we had limited time and the corn maze takes a while. Expecially if you get really lost...lol. We went to the pumpkin patch and Ryleigh picked out the perfect pumpkins. Then Bobby and his mom smuggled 2 little ones out in the diaper bag. Shame on them. Ryleigh got to eat her first apple and REALLY enjoyed it! It was so cute watching her lil hands hold the apple and eat little bites. I will put some of the best pics below. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an over view of the play area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123822949129324306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rxt50zbZBxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3LAwcoOgb1Q/s320/100_8153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleigh chowing down on an apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123822957719258914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rxt51TbZByI/AAAAAAAAAaA/y4Gwh6SH2H0/s320/100_8161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ryleigh in the corn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123822966309193522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rxt51zbZBzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qI4tRlEROmw/s320/100_8203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Ryleigh..lol.  I love her little hands holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123822983489062722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rxt52zbZB0I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/TGD9hqFmEYE/s320/100_8223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryleigh and daddy looking for the perfect pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123822992078997330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rxt53TbZB1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/eNKMGieHAaM/s320/100_8233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1966654047865452845?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1966654047865452845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1966654047865452845&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1966654047865452845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1966654047865452845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/Rxt50zbZBxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3LAwcoOgb1Q/s72-c/100_8153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-6780312684364342104</id><published>2007-10-19T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T21:12:57.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>My SIL called the other day and told me that she signed my neice, Olivia up for a girl scouts group.  When she signed her up she recognized the house, but couldnt remember why.  She got home and told her DH and gave him the address.  He said thats the house of a sexual offender!  They looked it up on the internet and sure enough thats where the guy lives.  The meetings are at a nearby church and you drop your child off for 2 hrs.  SIL called the district leader and brought the situation up to her, and she didnt even seem concerned!  She said she would look into it.  SIL has decided not to send Olivia since she cant stay there with her.  I looked it up and it said it was a child that he molested.  What is the world coming to when you cant even send your kid to girl scouts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-6780312684364342104?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6780312684364342104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=6780312684364342104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6780312684364342104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/6780312684364342104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-3147910936781264215</id><published>2007-10-16T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:15:15.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been thinking</title><content type='html'>Before Ryleigh was born Bobby and I had a talk about getting her dedicated.  We talked about who the god parents would be.  To me being a god parent is a serious thing.  You are choosing someone to take care of your child in the event of your death.  In the end Bobby and I absolutly could not come to a decision on who those people would be.  Luckaly our church doesnt have god parents so it was fine. &lt;br /&gt;Last week at MOPS we has a Lawyer come and talk about Estate Planning.  He talked about Power of Attorney and Medical Power of Attorney.  It got me thinking again about this subject of what would happen to Ryleigh if Bobby and I both were to die.  I was talking to Bobby about this again, and again we couldnt even come close to an agreement.  Do any of you have god parents or a power of attorney?  Any advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-3147910936781264215?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3147910936781264215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=3147910936781264215&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3147910936781264215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/3147910936781264215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/been-thinking.html' title='Been thinking'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5952047387507141911.post-1903007856426136221</id><published>2007-10-14T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T14:26:40.320-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Desktop meme</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Laura over at &lt;a href="http://synchronizationofus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Synchronization of us&lt;/a&gt; for this meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun. You can do a screen capture by: Going to your desktop and pressing the Print Scan (PrtScn) key. Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and do a Paste (CTRL + V). If you wish, you can “edit” the image, before saving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Post the picture on your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such a look or why is it full of icons–things like that.* Tag five people, and ask them to give you a free view of their desktops as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121275406457571074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RxJs2TbZBwI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IE0S18T9wg0/s320/desktop+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our picture changes about 2 times a month. Bobby is usually the one to change it. Yes, we have alot of icons...lol. Bobby is the one that puts most of them there. I only use a few of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt even know I had a Prt Scrn button on the keyboard...lol. I learn something new every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://adayincarlyslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://adayinthelifeofteepers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommeeandherboys.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://trailsofbeingaparent.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beverly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cliftonclan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teresa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5952047387507141911-1903007856426136221?l=adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1903007856426136221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5952047387507141911&amp;postID=1903007856426136221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1903007856426136221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5952047387507141911/posts/default/1903007856426136221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeoftiffany.blogspot.com/2007/10/desktop-meme.html' title='Desktop meme'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07049352417660579980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/TNlE5P69CoI/AAAAAAAABNE/lcdcDkSlaX4/S220/148795_1705660404393_1324505294_1865224_6039697_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iE35KDXRRNs/RxJs2TbZBwI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IE0S18T9wg0/s72-c/desktop+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
