<?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-4170301882006260821</id><updated>2012-01-05T19:57:55.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside My Head</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-4218656288888082306</id><published>2010-02-23T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:04:25.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>5)Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. 6) In all the ways acknowledge him and he shall direct thy paths.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times we try to handle the problems and situations that we are in all on our own because we think we can handle them or we feel like we have to do everything on our own the burden is ours. What people dont realize is we do not have to handle the situations or perdicuments we're in ourselves, God is here to help us all we have to do is trust and put our faith in him and he will help us. Sure it may not seem at times that things are not getting better or its just taking too long but God will do it all in good timing; he is never late. Take a moment to read what my Bible says about Proverbs 3:5-6 and maybe you might get a better understanding about what this verse means....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an important decision to make, we sometimes feel that we can't trust anyone-not even God. But God knows what is best for us. He is a better judge of what we want than even we are! We must trust in him completely in every choice we make. We should not omit careful thinking or belittle our God given ability to reason; but we should not trust our own ideas to the exclusion of all others. We must not be wise in our own eyes. We should always be willing to listen to and be corrected by God's Word and wise counselors. Bring your decisions to God in prayer; use the Bible as your guide, and then follow God's leading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To receive God's guidance, said Solomon, we must acknowledge God in all we do. About a thousand years later, Jesus emphasized this same truth (Matthew 6:33). Look at your values and priorities. What is important to you? Where is God on that list? What is his advice?  Make him a vital part of everything you do; then he will guide you because you will be working to accomplish his purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not have said it any better than what my Bible has said about this verse; the reason why I love this verse is because this is something everyone needs to work on including me because by any means I am nowhere perfect. There are a lot I still need to do and work on in my walk with the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-4218656288888082306?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/4218656288888082306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=4218656288888082306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4218656288888082306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4218656288888082306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-430421740790035517</id><published>2007-06-18T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T12:48:15.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Names</title><content type='html'>Well we were at my MIL's house yesterday and she gave us a list of baby names that she liked. So here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a Boy&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a Girl&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle Lynn&lt;br /&gt;     or&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella Lynn ( Which I think it will be this one because I like this one best )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-430421740790035517?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/430421740790035517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=430421740790035517' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/430421740790035517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/430421740790035517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/baby-names.html' title='Baby Names'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-8250086565871438235</id><published>2007-06-17T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T06:31:45.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU3TyGQO7I/AAAAAAAAANU/BeWIIdkYec8/s1600-h/Andy+and+Ang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU3TyGQO7I/AAAAAAAAANU/BeWIIdkYec8/s320/Andy+and+Ang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077024967935146930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My step father Andy though I think of him as much as a father and not a step father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU3HSGQO6I/AAAAAAAAANM/fXHkwSmIKVw/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU3HSGQO6I/AAAAAAAAANM/fXHkwSmIKVw/s320/010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077024753186782114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's dad Michael Haykus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU22CGQO5I/AAAAAAAAANE/ufYULz93xZM/s1600-h/Maiya%27s+Baptisim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU22CGQO5I/AAAAAAAAANE/ufYULz93xZM/s320/Maiya%27s+Baptisim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077024456834038674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother n law David on the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU2mSGQO4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/uNhLZyHr6q0/s1600-h/jay%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU2mSGQO4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/uNhLZyHr6q0/s320/jay%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077024186251099010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother n law Jay and my hubby Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU2ZiGQO3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/-9SuePG3uZQ/s1600-h/family%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU2ZiGQO3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/-9SuePG3uZQ/s320/family%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077023967207766898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband Joe&lt;br /&gt;I unfortunately don't have a photo of my father and one of my father n law's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to wish all the father's in my family a Happy Father's Day. My Dad Michael Vanover, my step father Andrew Cionka, my father-n-law's Joe's dad Michael Haykus, and his step father Michael McMurray, my wonderful husband Joseph Haykus, Cris's husband Jason Barnes, and Chastity's husband David Berry. Happy Father's Day you guys and hope you guys have a wonderful and blessed day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-8250086565871438235?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/8250086565871438235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=8250086565871438235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8250086565871438235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8250086565871438235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RnU3TyGQO7I/AAAAAAAAANU/BeWIIdkYec8/s72-c/Andy+and+Ang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-8038643279138863337</id><published>2007-06-15T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T12:52:09.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about the name</title><content type='html'>Why is it that names are so hard to agree on with men? Joe is so stubern when it comes to names. Every time I mention a name he doesn't agree on it. I mean We both like the name Katie but he doesn't know if that is the one he want's to name our child if its a girl. Another frustrating thing is I will say fine honey what are some of the names you like and his response is I don't know.... Gurrrrrr I understand we don't know the sex of the baby and I still have six months left but I really don't want to wait that long lol I know I sound like a kid in the candy store and I cant wait to dig into all the candy but I am the kind of person that likes to get things done and be prepared and not wait to the last minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is my vent for today I know it's nothing interesting but I needed to at least type it out to get my frustration out. I promise I will have something more interesting to read the next time I post. So until next time have a wonderful and blessed day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-8038643279138863337?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/8038643279138863337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=8038643279138863337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8038643279138863337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8038643279138863337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-all-about-name.html' title='It&apos;s all about the name'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-5899366684759655227</id><published>2007-06-13T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T09:47:03.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Up</title><content type='html'>I went in for my doctor's appt today for a regular check up and everything went good. Though I did find out why I haven't exactally been able to lose my previous baby weight; I have a slight thyroid problem that I never knew about and I'm suprised that none of my physician's told me before because it's serious for a pregnant women; it can cause still births which my doctor is going to put me on some kind of pill to take during my pregnancy to make sure that dosen't happen. I am so happy that she told me. I am also going to have to get a rubella shot after the baby is born because to find out I'm not ammuned to rubella which I was never told as well, so for my protection after the baby is born that's one of the shots I'm going to have to have besides the fact that I'm RH negative so during my seventh month I'm going to have to get a rogam shot and another one after the baby is born.  Other than that I have already gained 4 pounds :O and they did a brest examination, they did the regular pap and did an early ultrasound and while doing the ultrasound the baby was constantly moving around :) I was excited to see needless to say. Well I didn't mean to bore anybody and if I did I appologize, I just wanted to give everyone an update to let them know what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless, Hope you have a wonderful day and enjoy the beautiful weather we are having.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-5899366684759655227?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/5899366684759655227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=5899366684759655227' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5899366684759655227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5899366684759655227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/check-up.html' title='Check Up'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-4890426796979949744</id><published>2007-06-12T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T08:06:13.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rm62VyGQO2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/kNKGD2kyWNo/s1600-h/Forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rm62VyGQO2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/kNKGD2kyWNo/s320/Forest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075194315434638178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, we are commanded in your Word to be perfect like you (Matthew 5:48 New International Version). We wonder how this can be, knowing that your perfection is absolute; that your purity is awesome; that your knowledge is all-searching. How can we be perfect, or even try to attain to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Holy Spirit will be our guide and help; your Son, our Saviour, is our righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot trust in ourselves for anything, but we can trust you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the knowledge that Jesus intercedes for us before your throne. Help us to take courage from this; to pray constantly for strength to overcome temptation; not forgetting to be thankful for answered prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter M. Cooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-4890426796979949744?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/4890426796979949744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=4890426796979949744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4890426796979949744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4890426796979949744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rm62VyGQO2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/kNKGD2kyWNo/s72-c/Forest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-4211783947985840740</id><published>2007-06-08T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T05:57:11.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 10th 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rml0niGQO1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/cCI-fMZpi_I/s1600-h/cris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rml0niGQO1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/cCI-fMZpi_I/s320/cris.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073714677726329682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 10th is my sister Cris's 30th birthday; I just wanted to take a moment to say man your old lol j/k you know I have to teas just because I'm 4 1/2 years younger than you. I love you and wish you a happy and blessed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dear Cris&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I posted it early but I didn't want to forget with everything that is going on this weekend with the party on saturday and church on Sunday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-4211783947985840740?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/4211783947985840740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=4211783947985840740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4211783947985840740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4211783947985840740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-10th-2007.html' title='June 10th 2007'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rml0niGQO1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/cCI-fMZpi_I/s72-c/cris.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-3634325643322475291</id><published>2007-06-06T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T16:14:44.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Miss You!</title><content type='html'>I got this from someone on myspace and I thought I would share it so here you go!&lt;br /&gt; this will take you two minutes to read this, but if you do not take the time to read this you are one of the people this post is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay up for 16 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stays up for days on end.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a warm shower to help you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes days or weeks without running water.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You complain about how hot it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't get to eat today.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your bed and washes your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to the mall and get your hair redone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes ove r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.&gt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You roll your eyes as a baby cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see only what the media wants you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees the broken bodies lying around him.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay at home and watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-3634325643322475291?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/3634325643322475291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=3634325643322475291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3634325643322475291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3634325643322475291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-miss-you.html' title='We Miss You!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-31532623449114405</id><published>2007-06-06T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:53:37.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhonda Hart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rma77iGQO0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/s71TS69gUfM/s1600-h/Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rma77iGQO0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/s71TS69gUfM/s320/Garden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072948661719153474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from my sister Chastity yesterday and she asked me if I heard about Rhonda; I had to think for a moment and I said Rhonda who, she says from 103.5. Knowing something was wrong I said no what and she tells me she died..... I was in total shock needless to say. She told me that she had died in her sleep the night before :( I honestly cant believe it because she's so young 46 - years - old, I can't imagine how her family and friends are feeling especially Jon her co-worker I know they are just heart broken so I would like to take this time to ask everyone who reads this to say a prayer for her family and friends. Rhonda Hart will truly be missed not only by family and friends but also by all the lives she touched while on 103.5 wmuz.....&lt;br /&gt;I know she has touched my heart while listening to her on the morning show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-31532623449114405?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/31532623449114405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=31532623449114405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/31532623449114405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/31532623449114405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/rhonda-hart.html' title='Rhonda Hart'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rma77iGQO0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/s71TS69gUfM/s72-c/Garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-1694404811150306313</id><published>2007-06-04T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:55:55.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you think it couldn't get worse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok this has been one of my worse weeks; first I over due it at my mom's wedding and start spotting. I woke up 3 am in the morning went to the bathroom and noticed and instead of wakeing my kids up and draging them out that early in the morning I decided to wait till after the boys woke up and ate breakfast; thank God everything is ok. Next I get a call from Tyler's school telling me he has been suspended and Joe had to pick him up, and fought to get ahold of his principle to figure out what was going on for two days to figure out he was kicked out for the rest of the school year. Then my husband only got a $200.00 check last week and we are behind on rent and need to buy food for the house, to find out today we were suposed to get our food assistance today and the social worker didn't put out updated information in the system so we didn't recieve it. Icalled her to find out what happened and she said she didn't check her mail box which I droped it off on the 29th of May and it is now the 4th of June and we are struggling... She told me that she might not beable to get to it today and so I asked her if I could possibly get emergancy food stamps and she tells me no so I was a little bit upset but I decided to not let it bother me.  I guess one good thing that came out of this whole thing is I called Tyler's teacher and asked her if she could send home some work sheets for him to do and she agreed and I also asked her if his suspension was going to affect him going into the first grade and she said no that he was deffinately ready for the first grade and he's not going to be held back so I do have something to be greatful about and I owe all the blessings that has come my way to God :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-1694404811150306313?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/1694404811150306313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=1694404811150306313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/1694404811150306313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/1694404811150306313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-when-you-think-it-couldnt-get.html' title='Just when you think it couldn&apos;t get worse...'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-4896748676583373403</id><published>2007-05-31T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T11:25:11.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(  Don't know what to do!</title><content type='html'>As I posted in one of my blogs Tyler has been suspended from school if you want details you can go ahead and read it. I've been trying to reach the principle for two days know to try to figure out what was going to happen, well I finally got ahold of her ( the principle ) and she gets on the phone and tells me that my 6 year old son has been suspended for the rest of the year. I am so frustrated  because she didn't call me to let me know I had to call her and now I'm at a loss. Of course Tyler is punished for his behavior because I will not tollerate violence and I understand what he did was very serious but I'm honestly wondering if they gave him his meds because I've never seen him act like that while on them, I asked and they told me they did but I just don't know and I cant say they didn't because I wasn't there so I don't know. And if they did give him his meds my next guess is that something must have really pervoked him because like I said he has never ever done that. I don't know.  Another thing is I told the teacher and the principle from the beginning what his problems were and they didn't want to listen and now this is the result, what will it take for the school to listen to me and realize I know what is best for my child. I've faught them tooth and nail on things and they still do what they are going to do and I don't have a say so..... Sorry if I just went on and on I just really needed to get this out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-4896748676583373403?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/4896748676583373403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=4896748676583373403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4896748676583373403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4896748676583373403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-know-what-to-do.html' title=':(  Don&apos;t know what to do!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-1348976511954966313</id><published>2007-05-30T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:49:40.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo!!!</title><content type='html'>So today this morning around 9:30am my FIL picked me up for my first ob appt. The receptionest and the doctor were so nice. About a week before my appt they sent me a packet of information to feel out so I wouldnt have to do it all when I got there wich I liked because it saved some time, they called me back and of course the first thing they had me do was to give a urine sample yes I know ewwww deffinately not my favorite thing to do but I know it was to make sure I was indeed pregnant.  Then they weighed me and I already gained a pound :( so it begins lol j/k. Anyways they took me into a back room and drew some blood for other normal test, after that I went into the doctors personal office for a counciltation where she let me know what to expect during the first and second appt which was nice because I get to have an ultrasound during my next appt in two weeks I'm so excited.  YAY!!!!  But I found out my due date today I am exactally 8 weeks pregnant and I am due Janurary 10th 2008, I hope the time kinda flys by which at this moment I'm happy I'm not further along in months because this heat is horrible....&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I just thought I would let you know how things went and Cris I have to give a special thanks because your right everybody there is just absolutly wonderful....... So Thankyou for suggesting her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-1348976511954966313?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/1348976511954966313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=1348976511954966313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/1348976511954966313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/1348976511954966313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo Hoo!!!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-8977895192706646373</id><published>2007-05-29T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:23:50.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler, Tyler, Tyler :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I got a call today from Tyler's principle to find out he had gotten suspended today and this is what he has been suspended for.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tyler did not come off playscape when bell rang, or when told to. Ran from thacher when she reached for his hand; while waiting to go in he threatened to kill her and choke her as he threw grass at her; refused to stand on his feet when she took his hand to go in; kicked his legs while she had to carry him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I am so imbarrased because I don't teach my kids this kind of stuff, I honestly don't even know where he got it from. It's bad enough the principle and I don't get along she must be having a field day with this... I honestly dont even know what to do I'm at a loss. He's on medication and I'm doing all I can for him he's going for counciling and everything so what I should do I don't know so if anybody has any advice please share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-8977895192706646373?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/8977895192706646373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=8977895192706646373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8977895192706646373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8977895192706646373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/tyler-tyler-tyler.html' title='Tyler, Tyler, Tyler :('/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-853783984504620704</id><published>2007-05-26T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T17:14:05.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJuhbK7dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/XrOPqUOAO-0/s1600-h/pastor,+pastor+wife,+mom+and+andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069023181688991186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJuhbK7dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/XrOPqUOAO-0/s320/pastor,+pastor+wife,+mom+and+andy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJqRbK7cI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bJN-vztIScI/s1600-h/mom+and+yvonne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069023108674547138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJqRbK7cI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bJN-vztIScI/s320/mom+and+yvonne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJlxbK7bI/AAAAAAAAAME/fltn8JmW74o/s1600-h/Mel+and+Andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069023031365135794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJlxbK7bI/AAAAAAAAAME/fltn8JmW74o/s320/Mel+and+Andy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJdhbK7aI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8bilXhrAvlI/s1600-h/me+and+jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069022889631215010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJdhbK7aI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8bilXhrAvlI/s320/me+and+jay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJYhbK7ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2skJYyjN-Wo/s1600-h/Maiya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069022803731869074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJYhbK7ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2skJYyjN-Wo/s320/Maiya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJUBbK7YI/AAAAAAAAALs/K9KPhI4J0n0/s1600-h/mai+laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069022726422457730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJUBbK7YI/AAAAAAAAALs/K9KPhI4J0n0/s320/mai+laugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJNRbK7XI/AAAAAAAAALk/J6YIfi4cqWA/s1600-h/Jord+and+Chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069022610458340722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJNRbK7XI/AAAAAAAAALk/J6YIfi4cqWA/s320/Jord+and+Chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJHhbK7WI/AAAAAAAAALc/uBx5gpEtCuI/s1600-h/hustle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069022511674092898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJHhbK7WI/AAAAAAAAALc/uBx5gpEtCuI/s320/hustle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJDBbK7VI/AAAAAAAAALU/PhnMpilHH2U/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069022434364681554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJDBbK7VI/AAAAAAAAALU/PhnMpilHH2U/s320/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljI-RbK7UI/AAAAAAAAALM/aWV9B5BSU-U/s1600-h/groom+and+bridal+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069022352760302914" style="FLOAT: left; 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CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljIsBbK7QI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7AQzLglf1xc/s320/garter6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljImRbK7PI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tgkt-ctnl3Y/s1600-h/garter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069021940443442418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljImRbK7PI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tgkt-ctnl3Y/s320/garter5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljIgxbK7OI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XxGD6IxP05s/s1600-h/garter4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069021845954161890" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljHcRbK7AI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AmQCDoCrnPc/s320/andy+and+ryan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljHWRbK6_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-rP3AbYiGOs/s1600-h/Andy+and+Angela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069020566053907442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljHWRbK6_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-rP3AbYiGOs/s320/Andy+and+Angela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljHMxbK6-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/O3RCWQMoLkk/s1600-h/Andy+and+Ang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069020402845150178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljHMxbK6-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/O3RCWQMoLkk/s320/Andy+and+Ang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my mom and Andy got married I couldn't be happier for them, the day started off rough but ended up a blast. We had a wonderful time and we are also very honered to add Angela and Ryan to our family and let me tell you they fit right in. One big happy loving but crazy family here are some picks enjoy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bride: now Joyce Cionka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maid of honor: In the pink Yevonne Wist &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brides maids: Angela, Cris, Chastity, and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Groom: Andrew Cionka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best man: Ryan Cionka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gooms men: the first one I cant quite remember his name and I feel horrible about it, Jay, David, and Joe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ring bearer: My son Christian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flower Girl: Cris's daughter Jordan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my nieces Alexis and Destiny helped light the unity candels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-853783984504620704?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/853783984504620704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=853783984504620704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/853783984504620704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/853783984504620704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/wedding-day.html' title='Wedding Day'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RljJuhbK7dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/XrOPqUOAO-0/s72-c/pastor,+pastor+wife,+mom+and+andy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-2021400410491347893</id><published>2007-05-24T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T05:27:49.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so my mom is getting married tomorrow, I just can't wait.... So I'm saying an early congrats to my mom and the wonderful man she's going to be married to tomorrow :P.&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone who reads this, I promise when I get some pictures I will post them as for now I will post again in a couple of days until then enjoy reading my other post if you haven't done so yet... YEAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-2021400410491347893?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/2021400410491347893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=2021400410491347893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/2021400410491347893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/2021400410491347893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/yeah.html' title='YEAH!!!!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-7260789777833833750</id><published>2007-05-23T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T12:54:52.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought this was funny!</title><content type='html'>when he was still with us..&lt;br /&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Williams are retired, and Mrs. Williams insists her husband go with her to Wal-Mart. He gets so bored with all the shopping trips. He prefers to get in and get out, but Mrs. Williams loves to browse. One day Mrs.Williams gets this letter from Wal-Mart: Dear Mrs. Williams : Over the past six months, your husband has been causing quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this behavior and may ban both of you from our stores. We have documented all incidents on our video surveillance equipment. The complaints against Mr.Williams are listed below. Things Mr. Williams has done while his spouse was shopping in Wal-Mart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. June 15: Took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they weren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.&lt;br /&gt; 3. July 7: Made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the ladies rest rooms.&lt;br /&gt;4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official tone, 'Code 3' in House wares and watched what happened.&lt;br /&gt;5. August 4: Went to the Service Desk and asked to put a bag of M&amp;M's on layaway.&lt;br /&gt;6. September 14: Moved a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.&lt;br /&gt;7. September 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told other shoppers he'd invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.&lt;br /&gt;8. September 23: When a clerk asked if they can help him, he began to cry and asked, "Why can't you people just leave me alone?'&lt;br /&gt;9. October 4: Looked right into the security camera; used it as a mirror, and picked his nose. 10. November&lt;br /&gt; 10: While handling guns in the hunting department, asked the clerk if he knew where the antidepressants were.&lt;br /&gt;11. December 3: Darted around the store suspiciously loudly humming the Mission Impossible" theme.&lt;br /&gt;12. December 6: In the Auto Department practiced his "Madonna look" using different size funnels.&lt;br /&gt;13. December 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"&lt;br /&gt;14.. December 21: When an announcement came over the loudspeaker, he assumed the fetal position and screamed "NO! NO! It's those voices again!!!!" And last, but not least..&lt;br /&gt;15. December 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile, and then yelled very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-7260789777833833750?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/7260789777833833750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=7260789777833833750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7260789777833833750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7260789777833833750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/thought-this-was-funny.html' title='Thought this was funny!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-2938186113918655735</id><published>2007-05-23T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T05:25:46.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlQyvBbK69I/AAAAAAAAAIU/m8Fiqtk4Uqc/s1600-h/Dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067731264116288466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlQyvBbK69I/AAAAAAAAAIU/m8Fiqtk4Uqc/s320/Dock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heavenly Father, I come to you in confidence, knowing that you are listening to me. Thank you for hearing and answering my prayers.Help me to listen to you in these quiet moments, for I need to know your will. I do not want to make a mistake, or be influenced too greatly by my own wishes. I need to hear clearly your will in this matter, and in all my concerns.So, speak to me, O God. Let me know your will without any shadow of uncertainty. Reassure me, as only you can, that the ‘still, small voice’ in my heart is giving me your message, and only yours.Yes, Lord, help me to listen, and really hear what you are saying – not just what I want to hear.And since true listening involves more than merely hearing the words, enable me to obey your voice and to follow your leading – implicitly, without hesitation, gladly and always.&lt;br /&gt;My Father Our Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-2938186113918655735?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/2938186113918655735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=2938186113918655735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/2938186113918655735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/2938186113918655735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/daily-prayer_23.html' title='Daily Prayer'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlQyvBbK69I/AAAAAAAAAIU/m8Fiqtk4Uqc/s72-c/Dock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-8336400947984766684</id><published>2007-05-22T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:56:32.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's 18 today!</title><content type='html'>I don't have a picture of him, his name is Ryan and today is his birthday. How funny is that his birthday is the same day as my mom's lol.  Well Ryan I wanted to wish you a blessed  and happy birthday. Ryan is my soon to be brother and I am excited to make him and his sister Angela a part of our big and happy  but crazy family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-8336400947984766684?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/8336400947984766684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=8336400947984766684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8336400947984766684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8336400947984766684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/hes-18-today.html' title='He&apos;s 18 today!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-8383815829959428178</id><published>2007-05-22T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T06:28:03.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 50!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLo1hbK68I/AAAAAAAAAIM/mk3ubNxyxys/s1600-h/100_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067368536948272066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLo1hbK68I/AAAAAAAAAIM/mk3ubNxyxys/s320/100_2137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoxBbK67I/AAAAAAAAAIE/EDWJXEUpits/s1600-h/100_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067368459638860722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoxBbK67I/AAAAAAAAAIE/EDWJXEUpits/s320/100_2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoqRbK66I/AAAAAAAAAH8/psfZC4v0lAI/s1600-h/100_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067368343674743714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoqRbK66I/AAAAAAAAAH8/psfZC4v0lAI/s320/100_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLolhbK65I/AAAAAAAAAH0/mz57qS3H9vk/s1600-h/100_2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067368262070365074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLolhbK65I/AAAAAAAAAH0/mz57qS3H9vk/s320/100_2133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLofxbK64I/AAAAAAAAAHs/DgON78njnQw/s1600-h/100_2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067368163286117250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLofxbK64I/AAAAAAAAAHs/DgON78njnQw/s320/100_2132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLobBbK63I/AAAAAAAAAHk/wyS6aa2qNJg/s1600-h/100_2130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067368081681738610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLobBbK63I/AAAAAAAAAHk/wyS6aa2qNJg/s320/100_2130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoVRbK62I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Z_bKzM7K0Do/s1600-h/100_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067367982897490786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoVRbK62I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Z_bKzM7K0Do/s320/100_2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoOhbK61I/AAAAAAAAAHU/mgjcbqJH77s/s1600-h/100_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067367866933373778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoOhbK61I/AAAAAAAAAHU/mgjcbqJH77s/s320/100_2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoJBbK60I/AAAAAAAAAHM/cfLrSUKiU1I/s1600-h/100_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067367772444093250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoJBbK60I/AAAAAAAAAHM/cfLrSUKiU1I/s320/100_2127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoDhbK6zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zWTBqYbBGiU/s1600-h/100_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067367677954812722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLoDhbK6zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zWTBqYbBGiU/s320/100_2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLn7BbK6yI/AAAAAAAAAG8/byqXM4g5cxY/s1600-h/100_2125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067367531925924642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLn7BbK6yI/AAAAAAAAAG8/byqXM4g5cxY/s320/100_2125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Chastity, Cris, and I wanted to do something for my mom for her 50th birthday, we couldn't do anything big because her wedding is on the 25th.  Chastity decided to hold the surprise party over her house and invited my mom over for dinner, except she didn't know we were comming over. My sister Cris her family and my family parked in the parking lot across from her so our mom wouldn't know we were there.  I had Chastity lock the door so we would have time to kinda hide and so she wouldn't just walk in and see us.  Chastity opened the door and her husband David looked liked he was doing something in the kitchen so things wouldn't look suspicious and as she came around the corner we yelled SURPRISE!!!!!. Boy was she not expecting it because the look on her face was priceless, I wish I had the pick to show you but I haven't gotten the film developed and I don't have a scanner unfortionately.  We all sat down and ate dinner and I had to get going soon because my dh needed to get home because he was tired and wanted to get in bed early for work the next day so we decided to light alllllll the candels on the cake, let me tell you Chastity and I were getting hot just by lighting them lol.... and the candels were melting so fast from all the heat we didn't have time to wait till everyone got in there we had to blow them out asap because wax was getting all over the cake as you can see in one of the pictures. Then came the gifts, David and Chastity came up with getting a small flower pot and sticking 50 dum dum suckers in it and it had a sign that said 50 sucks, then Cris got mom a t-shirt that said something about hot flashes and something else I can't quite remember but it was funny, Jay w/ David's help made a CD for my mom to show her how old she is lol, the CD had a whole bunch of commercial's on it from the 50's including the famous california raisins, the best gift of all I think came from my niece Destiny, she made my mom a card and put a dollar in it lol it was so cute, and me I just made her a cake.  It was a wonderful day let me tell you we had a blast.  But as I was saying today is her actual birthday so I just want to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4170301882006260821-8383815829959428178?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/8383815829959428178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=8383815829959428178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8383815829959428178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8383815829959428178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-50.html' title='The BIG 50!!!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlLo1hbK68I/AAAAAAAAAIM/mk3ubNxyxys/s72-c/100_2137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-2967482274268063473</id><published>2007-05-21T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T05:36:14.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday Nathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlGQ5hbK6xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GgebGL6rq7A/s1600-h/100_2113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066990373667793682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlGQ5hbK6xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GgebGL6rq7A/s320/100_2113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is Nathan's 3rd birthday, we celebrated it Satruday the 19th and had immediate family over. It was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to wish my baby a happy 3rd birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR NATHAN&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATE I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlGQzRbK6wI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KalWxLiwuu4/s1600-h/100_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066990266293611266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlGQzRbK6wI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KalWxLiwuu4/s320/100_2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlGQvRbK6vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Z-JFLmrGBjM/s1600-h/100_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066990197574134514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlGQvRbK6vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Z-JFLmrGBjM/s320/100_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlGQphbK6uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ez5Ye-45fQA/s1600-h/100_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066990098789886690" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlBnbxbK6lI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2p3sU-88DnU/s320/Garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday at 9am before Nathan's party I had a job audition at Cold Stone Creamery. When we arrived there was a total of 19 people that showed up and only two are getting hired. They held an audition because they wanted to see the personality of everyone that was applying for the job. Well they went around asking question's and we had to answer them in front of everyone, and after the questions they gave us the option of singing a song for 5 seconds or dancing for 10 seconds. I chose to sing and the best part was they gave us an option to sing anything we wanted we could even make up a song, so here is the song I chose to sing and let me tell you it had them laughing their butts off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Never make a pretty women your wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Take it from my point of view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Get an ugly women to marry you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't know why but that was the first song that poped into my head and they really seemed to enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After the audition was over they told everyone how they did a wonderful job and the people they choose will get a real interview and get the job so with me being pregnant that would be a great job since I don't have to lift anything heavy. So I'm praying hard that I get a call back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;God Bless!!!&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/4170301882006260821-3479476267360479467?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/3479476267360479467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=3479476267360479467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3479476267360479467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3479476267360479467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-audition.html' title='My Audition'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RlBnbxbK6lI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2p3sU-88DnU/s72-c/Garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-6187172000416389790</id><published>2007-05-16T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T06:19:12.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Knows!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RksEiRbK6fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hSuclQx-q2E/s1600-h/100_0527%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065147192747682290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RksEiRbK6fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hSuclQx-q2E/s320/100_0527%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother - n - Law in pink shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well as I mentioned in my last blog Joe my husband didn't want to tell my MIL that I was pregnant because he didn't fill like hearing her yell at him...... Well atleast we thought she didn't know until yesterday. My MIL called us yesterday having a nice conversation, then out of no where she asks Joe if I'm pregnant and she said don't let Melissa know I know just give me a simple yes or no. Joe's response was why would you ask that, and she said well on Mother's Day when I was outside watching your boys on the bounce house Christian came up to me and          said in a soft quiet voice ( Grandma I have a big secret, mommy has a baby in her stomach ) Yeah he can keep a secret alright, he can keep the secret theat he told our secret LOL!!! My MIL was kinda giggling when she was telling this to my dh and he goes well I might as well tell you that she is. In the process of him telling her he told her it was planned, I wanted to hit him because he had just lied to his mom. I told him since he went and said that he better tell her it was all his idea because I did not plan on getting pregnant at this moment because every time we told her I was having a baby she yelled at him and blamed me for getting pregnant.... Yeah I know it's all my fault I climbed on top of myself and got pregnant right, not quite. Surprisingly she didn't yell or blame me this time, my dh actually told me she kinda sounded happy. WHAT!!! That was my thought, surprised I was. Anyways that is the story I just thought I would share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a blessed and beautiful day! Thanks for reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-6187172000416389790?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/6187172000416389790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=6187172000416389790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6187172000416389790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6187172000416389790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/she-knows.html' title='She Knows!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RksEiRbK6fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hSuclQx-q2E/s72-c/100_0527%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-636564373129693234</id><published>2007-05-14T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:28:53.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My wonderful husband</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, I found out that I was pregnant with number 4..... Yup 4 kids I must be nuts. Anyways I found out Saturday morning around 6am then I took another test around 10am and ofcours they both came out positive.  I was actually afraid on how my husband would take the news because he didn't even know that I bought a pregnancy test as well as he didn't even know that I was thinking that I was pregnant.  Anyways I found the courage to tell him that I needed to talk to him when our neighbor left and finally when he left Joe ( MY Husband) asked me what I needed to talk to him about, I flat out said with no hesitation I'm pregnant and he asked me if I was joking and I pulled out the positive test to show him and he was in disbelief and asked me if thoes were someone elses, LOL I thought to myself and said I would never play a game like this and he just sat on the couch and he goes well, I'm a little disappointed but I'm not angry. A huge sigh of relief because he always said that he didn't really want any more children for a while. Joe said that he wished it would have waited a little while but he's fine..... And from there on my loving husband has been nothin but supportive and helpful. I love that man!&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday as I was teaching my Sunday school class I had my friend wait at the door and as soon as my mom arrived I had him send her downstairs.  She came into my class an I gave her a card for her that I made and at the bottom was a quiz for her and it said One man, One women, Three kids, plus baby equals... and she read it looked at me, looked back at the card then looked back at me and pointed at me and I just shook my head yes...Boy was she SURPRISED!!!!!! but happy. And the expression on her face was priceless, I honestly wished I had a camera.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't tell Joe's mom yet because she has a tendecy to not be happy about that kinda news and she yells at him. And for some reason it always ends up my fault that I 'm pregnant. But honestly I really don't care how she feels about it because it's our lives and she's not raising our kids we are. Any hooo Joe dosen't want to tell her till he's ready because he dosen't feel like gettin yelled at and I'm ok with that because it has to be on his time since its his mom... Don't get me wrong, she is usually a very nice women and I love her to death but when she hears news like this she flips for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Well this was the big news of the week thanks for reading it, and God Bless.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-636564373129693234?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/636564373129693234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=636564373129693234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/636564373129693234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/636564373129693234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-wonderful-husband.html' title='My wonderful husband'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-3341071387245701593</id><published>2007-05-10T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:30:17.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GURRRRRRR!!!</title><content type='html'>So I get a call from Christian's teacher yesterday, and this is what she had to say...... Christian just will not listen to anything and anybody, though I already know that he is a very demanding child, he is also very loud very bossy, and thinks he can do what he want's to do.  I've tried everything possible to get him to start listening and to follow directions but he just dosen't want to and I can't control what goes on at school because I'm not there. His teacher told me that the fild trip that they are going on next Tuesday, Christian will not be able to go on because she dosen't think she will be able to trust him which I actually agree.  Mrs. Dryja (his teacher) said the only way he would be allowed to go on the trip is if I were to go with him which I cant because not only do I not have a babysitter for Nathan I would not have a way there because we only have one vehicle and my husband drives it to work.  Though I told Christian that even if I did have a way to take him I wouldnt because I think that being able to go on a fild trip is a privilage and I honestly don't think that he has earned it with his constant bad behavior..... I also grounded him because it's a constant thing with him he does not want to do anything that he doesen't want to do.  I asked Christian why he constantly does not listen and show good behavior and his excuse was ( because I like to play ).  That kinda made me angry because I've explained plenty of times that school is not about playing its about learning. Also that he doesen't need to play all day, that is what recess and gym is for.  But of course he is a very hard headed child. I love that boy with all my heart, I just do not understand why he just won't do what he know's he supposed to do. It's not like he doesen't understand because he is a very smart young boy, very very smart he just doesen't want to do it.  I honestly don't know what to do and how to do it.  Mrs. Dryja told me he is very smart, it's not like he cant do the work because he can and he does, but mentally he isn't there yet.  I've tried just about everything I've tried consistancy, grounding, the corner, taking privilages away, taking toys away, ETC...... I don't know maybe it's just me or something because I just cant figure it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about just going on and on I'm just frustrated wich I've been frustrated about a lot of things lately but thanks for listening! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-3341071387245701593?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/3341071387245701593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=3341071387245701593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3341071387245701593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3341071387245701593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/gurrrrrrr.html' title='GURRRRRRR!!!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-671509082404451997</id><published>2007-05-09T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T06:59:10.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my goodness!</title><content type='html'>I am so tired of filling out applications, I've probably done about 17 or 18 already now I guess all I have to do is play the waiting game to see if anybody calls back, though every time I see a store that I haven't been to I tend to stop in and ask for an app.  I have been putting in applications for the past three days, rather it was in the store or over the internet I pray all this will pay off and I find a job soon.  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYONE PLEEEEEASE PRAY THAT ONE COMES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THROUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I'm desprate right now I will take anything right now, just as long as they pay no less than $7.oo an hour because I can't go no less than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-671509082404451997?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/671509082404451997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=671509082404451997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/671509082404451997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/671509082404451997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-goodness.html' title='Oh my goodness!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-1877225278847068007</id><published>2007-05-08T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T07:10:06.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>Dear God, I ask you to bless all who read this. Draw close to them. Where there is pain, give them your peace and healing. Where there is insecurity and self doubt, give them a renewed confidence in your ability to work through them. Where there is tiredness and exhaustion, I ask for understanding, patience and strength for them to yield to your leading. Where there is sin blocking the blessing, reveal the sin and break its hold over them.As I pray for others I also ask these things for myself. We all need your blessing on our lives and can receive it right now. I thank you and praise you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-1877225278847068007?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/1877225278847068007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=1877225278847068007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/1877225278847068007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/1877225278847068007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-4845036929339226221</id><published>2007-05-07T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T12:09:31.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Prayer</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord and Father, thank you for your forgiving grace, and for inward assurance of salvation, sealed in my heart by the Holy Spirit. What a joy it is to be held by your almighty hand in every situation of life!I know, Lord, that you have a plan for my life, and all I want to do is what you have willed for me. In every decision, be both my guide and my comfort.There are so many desires and attractions that are good, but I want to know that my choices are pleasing to you. I am waiting on you to guide and assure me concerning your will.Here, Lord, I commit my way to you. As I read your word, I prayerfully listen for your voice in the stillness of my heart. No matter whether it be a great work or a quiet service, Lord, I am in your hands.May the presence of Jesus be real to me, and may his Holy Spirit reveal the path before me. In his name I yield myself for guidance.&lt;br /&gt;My Father Our Father&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-4845036929339226221?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/4845036929339226221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=4845036929339226221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4845036929339226221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4845036929339226221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/daily-prayer.html' title='Daily Prayer'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-330365821327999101</id><published>2007-05-04T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T06:21:46.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are so many people trying to find a job but cant, like me for example.  I cant find a job to save my life.  I put in application after application and no call backs, I'm not giving up I still keep on trying.  Then you have these people who get offered a job that has prayed for that job offer then when they get offered that job they turn it down!... that makes me so ferious.  Thoes are the kind of people I just wanna smack.  I know as a christian I shouldent be so angry about this but I am, I am angry at the people who take advantage of certain people and certain situations for example people want to complain about not having enough money and how their struggling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE SIMPLE SOLUTION  take your lazy butt and get a job so you won't be struggling and you will have that extra money.  Right now my husband and I are struggling and that's why I'm trying to find a job so I can help him, I want to help him I understand that I don't have my GED or high school diploma but I am working on gettin my GED so I can go to college so I can have a desent career.... but I dont want to wait till I get my GED to get a job I need atleast a part time job so I can take some weight off my husband's sholders I hate to see him struggling to make ends meet and I just wish that the people who take advantage would feel like that too, wanting to help the ones in love instead of sitting on their butts being lazy and making their spouse do all the work.  Like I said life is too short to waist people's time and to be so ignorant.   Sorry to ramble on and on but I just really needed to vent!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-330365821327999101?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/330365821327999101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=330365821327999101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/330365821327999101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/330365821327999101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/05/ignorance.html' title='Ignorance!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-8238753282589699503</id><published>2007-04-28T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T06:58:47.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out to my brother-n-law JAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RjNSP9tSFJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xk2Bv9RDSwM/s1600-h/jay%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058477240683205778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RjNSP9tSFJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xk2Bv9RDSwM/s320/jay%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 30th birthday to Jay, I pray that you have a Blessed and Wonderful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-8238753282589699503?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/8238753282589699503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=8238753282589699503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8238753282589699503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8238753282589699503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/shout-out-to-my-brother-n-law-jay.html' title='Shout Out to my brother-n-law JAY!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RjNSP9tSFJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xk2Bv9RDSwM/s72-c/jay%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-3893093247231041467</id><published>2007-04-28T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T06:50:35.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalms 102: A Prayer of the afflicted, when he is onerwhelmed, and poureth out his complaint before the Lord.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RjNRG9tSFII/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kmrzOnCkASc/s1600-h/crosses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058475986552755330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RjNRG9tSFII/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kmrzOnCkASc/s320/crosses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come unto thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.Mine enemies reproach me all the day: and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.But thou O Lord, shalt endure for ever, and thy remembrance unto all generations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion: for the time to favour her, yea, the set time is come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.For thy servents take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15.So the heathen shall fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth thy glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16.When the Lord shall build up Zion, he shall appear in his glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17.He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18.This shall be written for the generation to come: and the people which shall be created shall praise the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19.For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary: from heaven did the Lord behold the earth;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20.To hear the groaning of the prisoner; to loose those that are appointed to death;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21.To declare the name of the Lord in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22.When the people are gathered together, and the kingdoms, to serve the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23.He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24.I said O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: thy tears are throughout all generations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25.Of the old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the geavenes ar ethe work of thy hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26.They shall perish, but thou change them, and they shall be changed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27.But thou art the same , and thy years shall have no end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28.The children of thy servants shall continue, and their seed shall be established before thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-3893093247231041467?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/3893093247231041467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=3893093247231041467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3893093247231041467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/3893093247231041467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/psalms-102-prayer-of-afflicted-when-he.html' title='Psalms 102: A Prayer of the afflicted, when he is onerwhelmed, and poureth out his complaint before the Lord.'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RjNRG9tSFII/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kmrzOnCkASc/s72-c/crosses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-6913511851157037391</id><published>2007-04-26T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T11:47:24.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time comming</title><content type='html'>I finally got my health insurance!!!!!!   I've had no health insurance since my youngest Nathan was born.  My kids have had medicade but my husband and I could not be approved for it, the FIA told us that when we had no income then contact them for health insurance because we were what they call making too much money.  Ok if you call barly making ends meet too much money, I about fliped my lid when they told me that.  Any whoo I have my insurance now and that's all that counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-6913511851157037391?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/6913511851157037391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=6913511851157037391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6913511851157037391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6913511851157037391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-long-time-comming.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time comming'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-5946819253034249960</id><published>2007-04-24T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T16:34:10.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from my mom's wedding shower (April 21,2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6TWrNrKfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IoxjN3hie-w/s1600-h/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057141449350130162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6TWrNrKfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IoxjN3hie-w/s320/room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6TN7NrKeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZLHAQmr8lUA/s1600-h/wedding%27s+over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057141299026274786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6TN7NrKeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZLHAQmr8lUA/s320/wedding%27s+over.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6TIbNrKdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qZX7MoBss24/s1600-h/wedding%27s+over1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057141204536994258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6TIbNrKdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qZX7MoBss24/s320/wedding%27s+over1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6S_bNrKcI/AAAAAAAAADw/kQVtScFDl30/s1600-h/guests2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057141049918171586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6S_bNrKcI/AAAAAAAAADw/kQVtScFDl30/s320/guests2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6S3bNrKbI/AAAAAAAAADo/bxhfXFMP6RM/s1600-h/gifts5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140912479218098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6S3bNrKbI/AAAAAAAAADo/bxhfXFMP6RM/s320/gifts5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SvrNrKaI/AAAAAAAAADg/qSKgtt7gRIk/s1600-h/gifts7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140779335231906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SvrNrKaI/AAAAAAAAADg/qSKgtt7gRIk/s320/gifts7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SrLNrKZI/AAAAAAAAADY/iepms7faLf0/s1600-h/gifts8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140702025820562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SrLNrKZI/AAAAAAAAADY/iepms7faLf0/s320/gifts8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6Sl7NrKYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Vrnhn3VPfrY/s1600-h/gifts9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140611831507330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6Sl7NrKYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Vrnhn3VPfrY/s320/gifts9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SfLNrKXI/AAAAAAAAADI/wM0GOT-kG0g/s1600-h/gifts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140495867390322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SfLNrKXI/AAAAAAAAADI/wM0GOT-kG0g/s320/gifts1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SZ7NrKWI/AAAAAAAAADA/1SO2oNtuW0Q/s1600-h/gifts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140405673077090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SZ7NrKWI/AAAAAAAAADA/1SO2oNtuW0Q/s320/gifts2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SU7NrKVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Dxv1n_CIGQk/s1600-h/gifts3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140319773731154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SU7NrKVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Dxv1n_CIGQk/s320/gifts3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SQrNrKUI/AAAAAAAAACw/IDEEJPZe0ME/s1600-h/gifts4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140246759287106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SQrNrKUI/AAAAAAAAACw/IDEEJPZe0ME/s320/gifts4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SLbNrKTI/AAAAAAAAACo/dIBHLGzvIV8/s1600-h/gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140156564973874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SLbNrKTI/AAAAAAAAACo/dIBHLGzvIV8/s320/gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SGbNrKSI/AAAAAAAAACg/y5nbj66OsQQ/s1600-h/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140070665627938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SGbNrKSI/AAAAAAAAACg/y5nbj66OsQQ/s320/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast!  If you want to read more about it you can check out Cris's blog.  I would tell you about it but I just don't want to repeat what was already said in her blog.  God Bless and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SCbNrKRI/AAAAAAAAACY/1llFQYDSp_M/s1600-h/Cris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057140001946151186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6SCbNrKRI/AAAAAAAAACY/1llFQYDSp_M/s320/Cris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6R-LNrKQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oVJqgVGM_lE/s1600-h/chit+chat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057139928931707138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6R-LNrKQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oVJqgVGM_lE/s320/chit+chat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6R4bNrKPI/AAAAAAAAACI/T8y2lG4VvM8/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057139830147459314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6R4bNrKPI/AAAAAAAAACI/T8y2lG4VvM8/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6Ry7NrKOI/AAAAAAAAACA/yvDp0RAKMDY/s1600-h/chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057139735658178786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6Ry7NrKOI/AAAAAAAAACA/yvDp0RAKMDY/s320/chillin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Ri6Ru7NrKNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CdWuzgr77WI/s1600-h/Chat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057139666938702034" style="FLOAT: right; 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WANT TO HAVE FUN AT A PARTY? PREPARE THIS RECIPE! COMPLETELY EDIBLE, BUT YOUR FRIENDS MAY NOT THINK SO!On a recent visit to our veterinarian to get shots for our cat I found this recipe on the waiting room bulletin board. After recovering from hysterical laughter, I obtained a copy from the office staff so that my wife could make it, which she refused to do. I took it to work and gave the recipe to a lady at work who loves cats. The pictures below show the results of her work. It doesn't look very nice, but it's actually quite tasty, so I decided to pass it along.CAKE INGREDIENTS:1 box spice or German chocolate cake mix1 box of white cake mix1 package white sandwich cookies1 large package vanilla instant pudding mixA few drops green food coloring12 small Tootsie Rolls or equivalentSERVING "DISHES AND UTENSILS"1 NEW cat-litter box1 NEW cat-litter box liner1 NEW pooper scooper1) Prepare and bake cake mixes, according to directions, in any size pan. Prepare pudding and chill. Crumble cookies in small batches in blender or food processor. Add a few drops of green food coloring to 1 cup of cookie crumbs. Mix with a fork or shake in a jar. Set aside.2) When cakes are at room temperature, crumble them into a large bowl. Toss with half of the remaining cookie crumbs and enough pudding to make the mixture moist but not soggy. Place liner in litter box and pour in mixture.3) Unwrap 3 Tootsie Rolls and heat in a microwave until soft and pliable. Shapethe blunt ends into slightly curved point s. Repeat with three more rolls. Bury the rolls decoratively in the cake mixture. Sprinkle remaining white cookie crumbs over the mixture, then scatter green crumbs lightly over top.4) Heat 5 more Tootsie Rolls until almost melted. Scrape them on top of the cake and sprinkle with crumbs from the litter box. Heat the remaining Tootsie Roll until pliable and hang it over the edge of the box. Place box on a sheet of newspaper and serve with scooper. Enjoy! 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I know that I can't judge them because it's not my place to judge, only God can do the judging. I was reading my sister-n-laws blog on her myspace and she was thanking people for getting her drunk and high, as well as thinking her friends for teaching her how to trust the people that get her drunk and high. I'm basically speechless! I messaged my sister-n-law on her myspace and told her what I thought and I'm waiting on her reply back, I know it won't be a good one but I think that she really needs to hear the truth. Amanda ( my sister-n-law ) is a college student living a college student life, their are alot of college students out there doing the same thing, they think it's fun and it's not, all this partying is going to do nothing but hurt them or kill them. Drinking, partying, and getting high is only a quick fix. Once it wears off you feel the same as you did before and once again your miserable. The true happiness is with God and in God's hands, and that's what people need to realize. Yes I know it's easier said than done, and I know that not everyone wants to be saved but that dosen't mean we can't keep praying for these people, because you never know what God has planned for you, and you never will until you accept Jesus Christ as your personal Lord and Savior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-6462001837427157420?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/6462001837427157420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=6462001837427157420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6462001837427157420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6462001837427157420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-sad.html' title='It&apos;s Sad'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Riz4g7NrKJI/AAAAAAAAABY/lSAGf4Er7ro/s72-c/crosses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-7190125119506306842</id><published>2007-04-19T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:48:46.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration!</title><content type='html'>I have a myspace page, figured out how to create it with the help of my sister Cris, but I cant figure out how in the world on how to do friend request. It's driving me absolutly nuts...... ! Cris I Neeeeeed Your Help LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-7190125119506306842?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/7190125119506306842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=7190125119506306842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7190125119506306842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7190125119506306842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/frustration.html' title='Frustration!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-9172861468431328060</id><published>2007-04-17T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:19:33.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've been tagged today so now I have to tell you ten things about myself that you really would now know about me so here it goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt; I own a pair of lavender colored crocks that I love so much I wear them with everything and everywhere, even to church when I'm wearing a dress ( their soooo comfortable )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt; I absolutly love CHOCLATE mmmmmm I just cant stay away from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(3)&lt;/span&gt; I love BBQ sauce, I eat it with just about anything fries, chicken, hamburgers, hotdogs, baked potatos, even plain chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt; I love my blankets even in the summer time I sleep covered up in my big queen sized comforter ( my husband thinks I'm nuts lol )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(5)&lt;/span&gt; My favorite color is purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(6)&lt;/span&gt;  I sing in the shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(7)&lt;/span&gt;  I've laughed so hard one time I had pop comming out my nose ( let me tell you that burned )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(8)&lt;/span&gt; I snore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(9)&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes I snort when I laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(10)&lt;/span&gt; I'm a big kid at heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So these are the ten things about me that you didn't know so enjoy and thanks Flip Flop Mom lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-9172861468431328060?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/9172861468431328060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=9172861468431328060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/9172861468431328060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/9172861468431328060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-6220926494999452382</id><published>2007-04-14T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T12:20:22.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas Kinkade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RiEpYjDOAfI/AAAAAAAAABI/MhVPj4ZVrvA/s1600-h/3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053365758588748274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RiEpYjDOAfI/AAAAAAAAABI/MhVPj4ZVrvA/s320/3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RiEErDDOAeI/AAAAAAAAABA/X5eMYwot6fA/s1600-h/TKC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053325394486100450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RiEErDDOAeI/AAAAAAAAABA/X5eMYwot6fA/s320/TKC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I just absolutly love his work, he's my favorite artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-6220926494999452382?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/6220926494999452382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=6220926494999452382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6220926494999452382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6220926494999452382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/thomas-kinkade.html' title='Thomas Kinkade'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RiEpYjDOAfI/AAAAAAAAABI/MhVPj4ZVrvA/s72-c/3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-6014239854629915809</id><published>2007-04-14T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:35:31.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different View</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I rented the movie the Pursuit of Happyness and it totally gave me a differen't view on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;      Will Smith stars in the inspirational true story of Chris Gardner, a San Francisco salesman who's struggling to make ends meet.  When his girlfriend Linda (Thandie Newton) walks out, Chris is left to raise their 5 - year - old son Christopher (Jaden Smith) on his own.  Chris' determination finally pays off when he lands an unpaid inetrnship in a brutally competitive stockbroker - training program, where only one in twenty interns will make the cut.  But without a salary, Chris and his son are evicted from their apartment and are forced to sleep on the streets, in homeless shelters and even behind the locked doors of a metro station bathroom.  With self - confidence and the love and trust of his son, Chris Gardner rises above his obstacles to become a Wall Street legend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;     This movie touched me because when things totally fell apart for him he never gave up and he didn't even let the people around him know how much he was struggling he just kept on; the key word is NEVER GAVE UP!   I believe God dosen't give us more than what we can handle, at times we want to give up because we think it's to hard, but we just need to put our faith in God and trust that things will work out.  I know it is easier said than done but God is here to help us with the things we are struggling with, eventually your trust in our Heavenly Father and our hard work will pay off and the rewards will be sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;     We need to get down on our knees and pray and thank God for everything he has done for us because without him nothing would be possible!  Remember when you think things are getting too tough, things could be alot tougher. So we really really need to thank him for absolutly everything that we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-6014239854629915809?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/6014239854629915809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=6014239854629915809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6014239854629915809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/6014239854629915809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/different-view.html' title='Different View'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-7224049405903890669</id><published>2007-04-11T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T12:41:45.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible two's Horrible three's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rh051TDOAdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QA2XcRyy-l8/s1600-h/Open+Wide.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052257944789189074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rh051TDOAdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QA2XcRyy-l8/s320/Open+Wide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My son Nathan is already hitting his horrible three's, he will be three on May 21, 2007. I was happy because his terrible two's were not bad at all but let me tell you I'm getting double time now. This boy is getting into everything and I mean everything, when I tell him to stop doing something he will tell me no, when he get's disaplined for his bad behavior he will say stop it! I'm thinking to myself where did my sweet little Nathan go, of course he's still a sweet heart and he's a major mama's boy he still drives me batty. You think his older brother's would be a bully to him, NOPE think again Nate is the bully to his brother's though the other two are not angels as well they have their bad day's just like anybody else. I know Nathan is testing me to see what he can get away with which isn't much at all because the same rules apply to everyone in our house. I just can't wait till this stage is all over with!.....&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/4170301882006260821-7224049405903890669?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/7224049405903890669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=7224049405903890669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7224049405903890669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7224049405903890669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/terrible-twos-horrible-threes.html' title='Terrible two&apos;s Horrible three&apos;s'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rh051TDOAdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QA2XcRyy-l8/s72-c/Open+Wide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-4632720696059203501</id><published>2007-04-08T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:27:38.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rhlr2UYtHII/AAAAAAAAAAo/uGOYCW1K5bE/s1600-h/Forest+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051187038002158722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rhlr2UYtHII/AAAAAAAAAAo/uGOYCW1K5bE/s320/Forest+Flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Today I woke up and got everyone dressed for church, it is a cold but nice day. After church was over, my family and I went over my mom's house for dinner; it was really nice, we had ham, mashed potatos, greenbean cassirole, pie, cake, cheesecake, etc.... and let me tell you it gooooood stuff. Though I feel a little disgusted because I went over my calorie limit. I know I did because after I got home I started to snack on some of the Easter candy lol. Shame shame shame on me; thought I didn't go much over the limit because I didn't eat the desert over my mom's house. The best part about today is knowing what Easter is truly about, and spending it with my family.   So, God Bless and I wish that everyone who read's my blog a very Blessed and Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4170301882006260821-4632720696059203501?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/4632720696059203501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=4632720696059203501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4632720696059203501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4632720696059203501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/Rhlr2UYtHII/AAAAAAAAAAo/uGOYCW1K5bE/s72-c/Forest+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-7422691988115090222</id><published>2007-04-05T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T06:34:15.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here I am trying to lose weight and temptation comes flying in my face.  First at school junk food everywhere, and then when I come home my dh is constantly bringing home something I cant have and I have to tell him that, honey I appriciate you thinking about me but you know I cant have it.  His response, oh sorry I forgot!  guurrrrr, espically when I LOVE choclate mmmmm choclate.  Ok back to what I was saying LOL, anyways so I went on this web site that I joined called Sparkspeople and asked for advice and they all basically said to sit him down and explain how I felt about the situation that was going on which turned out to be verry , verry , good advice.  I sat Joe down and told him that I really need him to support me in loseing this weight because if he didn't I probably would never lose it.  I told him that he needed to stop bringing in all the junk, and I also said that I needed our home to be my safe place somewhere I could come and not have junk food sitting like right there in my face.  My dh responded ok, which I was actually surprised!  He also told me that he actually thought that was a good idea and that he was actually thinking about loseing weight as well because were both heafty people and we both need to lose the weight, not only for our health which is one of the main reasons for doing this but we also want to do it for our family which is a great motivation for me.  Also I know when I lose the weight, I will also feel alot better about myself.  I have faith in myself and in the Lord that he will help me get through this tough time because it is hard to stay strong when trying to lose weight, or any thing that you may be trying to accomplish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-7422691988115090222?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/7422691988115090222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=7422691988115090222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7422691988115090222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7422691988115090222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/temptation.html' title='Temptation'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-5680009011005326825</id><published>2007-04-04T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:16:22.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RhP5Ruh13zI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vusjgxYetP4/s1600-h/sm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049653690155523890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RhP5Ruh13zI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vusjgxYetP4/s320/sm3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am so proud of him, I'm proud of all of them, but especially him right at this moment. Tyler has ADHD and violent impulses which he's on medication for. Well yesterday Joe my dh had to pick Tyler up from school early yesterday because he had a doc. appt. to go get a refil, Tyler's teacher spoke to Joe for a moment and told him that she is so very pleased of how he's doing in school. She said he is deffinately ready for the first grade! I am so happy because it's a big step from last year, Tyler had to repeat kindergarten this year because of how badly he did. Tyler's teacher also said that he should have no problems at all in the first grade which also made me so happy. Let me tell you, it really took alot of stress off of me to hear that she had said that. So, Yeah Tyler!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I put Spiderman because Tyler absolutly adores him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-5680009011005326825?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/5680009011005326825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=5680009011005326825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5680009011005326825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5680009011005326825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/04/tyler.html' title='Tyler'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RhP5Ruh13zI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vusjgxYetP4/s72-c/sm3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-5041277054195155415</id><published>2007-03-31T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T09:34:46.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In school I am doing this project about the three little pigs, you're probably wondering what the three little pigs has to do with me getting my GED; well in order for me not having to pay for my GED, I have to take parenting classes which I'm actually enjoying because it gives me ideas for stuff to do with my boys.  Anyways, in my class we're building two of the houses in the story.  Our team is building a house out of bricks, and the other house is building a house out of sticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We're building these houses out of big pieces of card board.  I'm sharing this info. because it is a cheep, easy, and fun way to do something with your kids.  I think older children would enjoy this kind of activity as well; it gives the children a way to use their imagination.  After our teams are done building these houses we get to take them to the nursery and let the children play with them.  I honestly cant wait to see their little faces light up when they see them.  Of course I really do not know how we're going to fit them through the door when we're done.  After it's all over with I will try to get a copy of the pic so I can show you the house our team built.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If you can't remember the story, here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Onece upon a time in a far away land lived a mother pig and her three little pigs.  One day the mother pig called the little pigs to her side and said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It's time for you to build houses of your own.  It won't be easy, but the big world out there you will see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, the three little pigs left home to build houses of their own.  The first little pig built a house of straw.  The second little pig built a house of sticks.  The third little pig built a house out of bricks.  One day the big bad wolf came upon the straw house that belonged to the first little pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hmmm.  A little pig would make a good lunch!  ( Knock, knock, knock ).  Little pig, little pig let me come in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down.  But the first little pig got out the back way and ran to the house of the second little pig.  The next day th big bad wolf came upon the house of sticks that belonged to the second little pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;( Knock, knock, knock )  Little pig, little pig, let me come in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down.  But the little pigs got out the back way and ran to the house of the third little pig.  The next day, the big bad wolf  came upon the brick house that belonged to the third little pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;( Knock, knock, knock )  Little pig, little pig, let me come in!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So he huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed, but he could not blow down the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Little pig, I'm going to climb onto your roof and come down the chimney.  Then I'm going to eat you up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Go ahead and try it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, the wolf climbed onto the roof.  But the third little pig lit a fire in the fireplace and put a pot of water on to boil.  The wolf slid down the chimney and landed in the pot.  He huffed and puffed until he climbed out of the pot, and then he ran out the door as fast as he could.  Needless to say the three little pigs never seen the wolf again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I just love that story, I guess it helps bring out the kid in me.  One thing is, my parenting teacher wants me to change the ending of the story to a more positive ending.  I'm thinking to myself the wolf is threatening to eat them throughout the whole story, how am I going to just change the ending!  I don't know if the story will sound right if it's changed.  Oh well what can I do.  If you have any advice I'm open ears or should I say open eyes since I cant hear anyone, just read.   ( Though I did go ahead and write a new ending )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-5041277054195155415?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/5041277054195155415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=5041277054195155415' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5041277054195155415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5041277054195155415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/03/ill-huff-and-ill-puff-and-ill-blow-your.html' title='I&apos;ll huff and I&apos;ll puff and I&apos;ll blow your house down'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-5739687734336211666</id><published>2007-03-29T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T11:15:36.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Again?!!!</title><content type='html'>So I went to school today after not being their about a week due to my son Christian being sick with strep; the people in my class have not grown up at all. We were sitting in our class doing our own thing and the females in my class cannot stop gossiping. I'm thinking to myself are we adults or teenagers? Of course the answer is we're adults. My friend Susan and I are considered outcast of the group because we're open about our christianity, we dont smoke, we dont sware, we dont drink, and we dont gossip. My question is how stupid is that, I know that the time is comming where we're going to be constantly critizied for being christian's so I'm not really worring about what the others are sayin because I know where I stand and I know where I'm going when I leave this world. Reason why I'm saying all this is because I needed to vent, after all I am human and I will probably always have my frustrations with certain people in this world. Also all I can do is to pray for thoes people, pray that they will change and not judge people because the only person that can really only do the judgeing is my personal Lord and Savior Jusus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-5739687734336211666?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/5739687734336211666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=5739687734336211666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5739687734336211666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/5739687734336211666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/03/high-school-again.html' title='High School Again?!!!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-8318520742147462717</id><published>2007-03-26T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T11:30:24.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RggQo1qTOJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qtrzv5pTecM/s1600-h/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046301676253952146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RggQo1qTOJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qtrzv5pTecM/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler (6)                                                                                                                  Christian (5)&lt;br /&gt;Nathan (2)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RggQpFqTOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hoMkvD3HNp0/s1600-h/Nathan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046301680548919458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RggQpFqTOKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hoMkvD3HNp0/s320/Nathan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-8318520742147462717?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/8318520742147462717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=8318520742147462717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8318520742147462717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/8318520742147462717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-boys.html' title='my boys'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RggQo1qTOJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qtrzv5pTecM/s72-c/boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-7766098403784439929</id><published>2007-03-26T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T08:10:36.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Bible Verse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge gim, and he shall direc thy paths.  Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the Lord, and depart from evil.   ( Proverbs 3 : 5-6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When we have an important decision to make, we sometimes feel that we can't trust anyone - not even God.  But God knows what is best for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He is a better judge of what we want than even we are!  We must learn to trust him in every choice we make.  We should not omit careful thinking or belittle our God given ability to reason; but we should not trust our own ideas to exclusion of all others.  We must not be wise in our own eyes.  We should always be willing to listen to and be corrected by God's Word and wise counselors.  Bring your decision to God in prayer, use the Bible as your guide; and then follow God's leading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The reason why this is my favorite verse is because this is one of my struggles.  With being a (Baby Christian) I know this is one of the things I'm going to have to learn to do to have the life that I want and need with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In my Bible it says, to recieve God's guidance, said Solomon, we must acknowledge God in all we do.  About a thousand years later, Jesus emphasized this same truth (Matthew 6:33).  Look at your values and priorities.  What is important to you?  Where is God on that list?  What is his advice?  Make him a vital part of everything you do; then he will guide you because you will be working to accomplish his purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-7766098403784439929?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/7766098403784439929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=7766098403784439929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7766098403784439929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/7766098403784439929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-favorite-bible-verse.html' title='My favorite Bible Verse'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-4706909155736296934</id><published>2007-03-23T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T05:13:19.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RhotsEYtHJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lcMbCPxVJ_Y/s1600-h/group%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051400167164288146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RhotsEYtHJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lcMbCPxVJ_Y/s320/group%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am so excited for my mom, her name is Joyce. My mom reasently got engaged last October to a wonderful man named Andy. My mom and Andy are getting married May 25, 2007. I've never seen my mother as happy as she is now; it has been a long time comming, well deserved.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take this time to say congradulations to the married couple to be, I wish you a very long and very blessed life toghther. My mom was a single mother for a very long time, she never remarried since her and my father divorced when I was a baby. My mother was my mother and my father when growing up. I can also say I am proud to call her my hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&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/4170301882006260821-4706909155736296934?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/4706909155736296934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=4706909155736296934' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4706909155736296934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/4706909155736296934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-mom.html' title='My mom'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/RhotsEYtHJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lcMbCPxVJ_Y/s72-c/group%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4170301882006260821.post-740907527929027843</id><published>2007-03-22T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T15:20:34.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>Hi my name is Melissa, this is my new blog.  I am 25-years-old.  I have been married to my husband Joe for six years.  We have three boys Tyler (6), Christian (5), and Nathan (2).   I am a born again Christian and a stay at home mom who is currently going to school to get my GED.  After I get my GED I plan to go to college to get my nursing's assistance license and also for cosmotology on the side.  In my spare time (if I can ever find any) I like to do my neice's hair, cook, draw, and bake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is a way for me to vent about my everyday life or just whatever else comes to mind.  So stick around, who knows, you may find my psychotic life interesting.  LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4170301882006260821-740907527929027843?l=mhaykus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/feeds/740907527929027843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4170301882006260821&amp;postID=740907527929027843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/740907527929027843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4170301882006260821/posts/default/740907527929027843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhaykus.blogspot.com/2007/03/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110520636439230014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PhHtmyqCsNM/S4Pfyva1w_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D4egO9sXoDA/S220/Family+pics+(240).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
