<?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-614622907760312227</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:21:39.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am The Lucky One</title><subtitle type='html'>A voyeristic glimpse into my journey through life, my struggles, my successes, and everything in between including my attempt to do more than just survive on a budget but to actually enjoy living on a shoe-string budget!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-4201577742509848081</id><published>2008-09-17T20:26:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:47:13.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Capes Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGzEiOB_BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VvehmydaLO4/s1600-h/cape1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGzEiOB_BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VvehmydaLO4/s200/cape1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247171931349842962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGzE8GtQxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Bu6C3I_gG00/s1600-h/cape2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGzE8GtQxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Bu6C3I_gG00/s200/cape2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247171938298446610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter loves capes. Everyone has seen his batman costume (one of three actually) and now he has a Robin costume (thanks Steve) and he has discovered that twin-sized sheets make great capes as well. He loves running/flying around the house with his capes. He will quickly let me know that he is not batman/spiderman/superman, etc. but rather he is just "Carter in a cape". :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-4201577742509848081?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4201577742509848081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=4201577742509848081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/4201577742509848081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/4201577742509848081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/capes-everywhere.html' title='Capes Everywhere'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGzEiOB_BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VvehmydaLO4/s72-c/cape1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-3064907942158969922</id><published>2008-09-17T20:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:43:23.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Misty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGyNJs_uzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/H7OnUL4nGWA/s1600-h/misty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGyNJs_uzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/H7OnUL4nGWA/s200/misty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247170979876027186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter has had a series of babysitters in his short life because people, generally, are very unreliable. It is hard when you are a working parent because in my situation, I cannot just call in if my sitter gets up sick or whatever. So, in our most desperate moment, when Carter was just 22 months old, Living Word Daycare opened in Central City. I was so apprehensive because I had never intended to put him in daycare but when times are desperate...and we had been praying so hard so I felt this was an answered prayer. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Carter's teacher was a woman named Misty Day and those two instantly bonded. When Living Word closed last year, Misty asked me if she could watched Carter in her home. She said she was not ready to leave him yet and she felt like I could really use the help. On top of that, she came by each morning and picked him up and drove him to her house! I cannot tell you how blessed I was to have her.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, she informed me that she was going to have to go back to work full time and would no longer be able to keep Carter. We have struggled with adjusting. He is going between preschool at Nanny's House in Greenville and my mom's house. I still miss Misty and Carter does too. She adored him quirks and all...from his Batman cape to his rollerskates...she always allowed him to be himself. She will always be special to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-3064907942158969922?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3064907942158969922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=3064907942158969922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/3064907942158969922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/3064907942158969922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-misty.html' title='Missing Misty'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGyNJs_uzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/H7OnUL4nGWA/s72-c/misty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-5863991876749892631</id><published>2008-09-17T20:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:36:29.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BATS Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGwNhfDLgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VtJDzwYdkbA/s1600-h/bats1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGwNhfDLgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VtJDzwYdkbA/s200/bats1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247168787236728322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGwPapjWlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zru0prygBD4/s1600-h/bats2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGwPapjWlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zru0prygBD4/s200/bats2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247168819761470034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I cannot get away from bats. Carter is currently obsessed with Batman, even though he has never seen a movie (he has watched the cartoons on youtube) but a few nights ago, Brandy and I recently spent an exciting evening on my front porch watching BATS swarm the stone house across the street. After a while we realized they were diving into the chimney of that house! I tried to take a picture of them going into the chimney but it woudln't take. Maybe that's why Carter is so taken with Batman....weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-5863991876749892631?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5863991876749892631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=5863991876749892631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5863991876749892631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5863991876749892631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/bats-everywhere.html' title='BATS Everywhere!'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SNGwNhfDLgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VtJDzwYdkbA/s72-c/bats1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-4145733426469026555</id><published>2008-09-02T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:39:10.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gateway To The World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL34xZjVH8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/A2FXeTWMHgg/s1600-h/new+porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL34xZjVH8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/A2FXeTWMHgg/s200/new+porch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241619068885475266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new porch is almost complete. The only thing left is to add the railings but that is going to cost money that I just do not have at this time. However, I must say I'm so proud of this porch. My dad and I (with some help from Tommy Bruce and my mom)built this porch ourselves. I have never seen my dad work so hard and I am so proud of him. We don't always get along but he's the kind of dad that I know I can depend on when I need him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-4145733426469026555?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4145733426469026555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=4145733426469026555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/4145733426469026555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/4145733426469026555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-gateway-to-world.html' title='My Gateway To The World...'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL34xZjVH8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/A2FXeTWMHgg/s72-c/new+porch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-163068176345144648</id><published>2008-09-02T21:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:34:58.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got A Brand New Pair Of RollerSkates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL33uKzwlVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XiOirfZjvj0/s1600-h/rollerskate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL33uKzwlVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XiOirfZjvj0/s200/rollerskate1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241617913876616530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL33uvkA_HI/AAAAAAAAAEM/g5IhM6ebKe8/s1600-h/rollerskate2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL33uvkA_HI/AAAAAAAAAEM/g5IhM6ebKe8/s200/rollerskate2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241617923742694514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL33u0IdEnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CVYElUllLIg/s1600-h/rollerskate3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL33u0IdEnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CVYElUllLIg/s200/rollerskate3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241617924969271922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, not me (please, people, really?) but Carter. Nan bought Carter his first set of roller skates today on her first venture as babysitter...I hope this is not a sign of things to come. Anyway, they had to buy a helmet and pads to go with it so I think it turned out to be much more than Nan ever expected. The worst part is, I have had that stupid song stuck in my head and the line "I've got a brand new pair of roller skates" is ALL I KNOW!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-163068176345144648?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/163068176345144648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=163068176345144648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/163068176345144648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/163068176345144648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-brand-new-pair-of-rollerskates.html' title='I Got A Brand New Pair Of RollerSkates...'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SL33uKzwlVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XiOirfZjvj0/s72-c/rollerskate1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-5648187816576311411</id><published>2008-08-22T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:23:22.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Circle</title><content type='html'>This post will take me a while to complete so please be patient with me. It will pertain to my circle of friends, girlfriends to be specific. These girls mean the world to me and it is time I finally told them just that. So.....stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-5648187816576311411?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5648187816576311411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=5648187816576311411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5648187816576311411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5648187816576311411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-circle.html' title='My Circle'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-5116757092273457008</id><published>2008-07-26T17:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:31:23.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman...da da da da da da da...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIullf0j2vI/AAAAAAAAADk/dsQkh1lOEps/s1600-h/batman+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIullf0j2vI/AAAAAAAAADk/dsQkh1lOEps/s200/batman+cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453856109288178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIull8MwNHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UWDumnu_I1g/s1600-h/batman+black+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIull8MwNHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UWDumnu_I1g/s200/batman+black+and+white.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453863726953586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIullwwdVzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZMBHTaxw9EQ/s1600-h/batman+closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIullwwdVzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZMBHTaxw9EQ/s200/batman+closeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453860655486770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIulmOlVxyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wemqvWRdjYM/s1600-h/batman+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIulmOlVxyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wemqvWRdjYM/s200/batman+side.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453868661917474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter has been slowly developing an obsession with batman and I'm not sure where it originated from since he has never seen the movie, but suddenly we are in BATMANWORLD!!! Today we made a quick trip to Owensboro and by the time we arrived back home we had the full gear: mask, gloves, cape, costume, cycle, etc (note the fan blowing his cape). He ate lunch at Texas Roadhouse with his mask and gloves on, that was the compromise. Anyway, he had sweat dripping down his little face but he refused to take off the mask. He has been referring to himself as Batman all day. So, if anyone is looking for a superhero, we are charging $25.00 per hour. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-5116757092273457008?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5116757092273457008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=5116757092273457008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5116757092273457008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5116757092273457008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/batmanda-da-da-da-da-da-da.html' title='Batman...da da da da da da da...'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SIullf0j2vI/AAAAAAAAADk/dsQkh1lOEps/s72-c/batman+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-7717359612423221243</id><published>2008-07-24T16:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:02:13.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where A Kid Can Be A Kid</title><content type='html'>Today we made our first trip ever to Chuck E. Cheese's and Carter had a blast. He actually climbed up to the top of the clubhouse and got into the window part and WOULD NOT come down. He had a line of kids backed up/held off for about 15 minutes! Mom and I started trying to decide which one of us would have to climb up there and pull him down. Finally, after many different bribes being thrown around he came down. The other kids cheered! It was hilarious and ridiculous all at the same time. And the saddest part of the entire day...both mom and I both forgot our cameras at home! The only picture we have is the cheapie that came out of one of the rides. Yes, we know we suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-7717359612423221243?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7717359612423221243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=7717359612423221243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/7717359612423221243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/7717359612423221243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-kid-can-be-kid.html' title='Where A Kid Can Be A Kid'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-668340553864878155</id><published>2008-07-21T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:59:01.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs, Jobs, Jobs</title><content type='html'>Well, as I am quickly approaching the end of my teaching career, and still no closer to figuring out what in the world I am going to do with myself once that is over, I thought it would be interesting to see what my friends would do if they could have any job in the world. So, here's the question: If money was not a factor and you could have any job in the world, what job would you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I guess if you want to really go above and beyond, why don't you try to help me find a new career. What job would you choose for me? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-668340553864878155?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/668340553864878155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=668340553864878155' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/668340553864878155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/668340553864878155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/jobs-jobs-jobs.html' title='Jobs, Jobs, Jobs'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-8062692060048221037</id><published>2008-07-06T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:19:50.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Difference</title><content type='html'>Seven months ago I was approached about the possibility of a new Sunday school class and after much prayer and consideration, we began a class meeting each Sunday morning at 10:00. This class has become a family to me and I have discovered over the last week that this class has become the highlight of my week. I love each person who attends and who works with me toward the common goal of growing God's kingdom and obeying his will in our lives. Some weeks we totally change directions in the middle of the class if someone needs to pray or some weeks we hopefully learn something to help us that week. All I know is, I need these people, I love them with all my heart, and though I feel inadequate most days as a "leader" for them, I know that I am praying daily with conviction that God will lead each one of us to fulfill his will in us. Tonight our brother, Chad is preaching his first scheduled sermon and it feels like a small victory for us and our prayers! God is Good....all the time!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-8062692060048221037?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8062692060048221037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=8062692060048221037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/8062692060048221037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/8062692060048221037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/project-difference.html' title='Project Difference'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-2749023763132433789</id><published>2008-07-06T13:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:58:39.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SHEVyxkOcdI/AAAAAAAAADc/JxEbQhN9hsc/s1600-h/july+4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219977405142036946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SHEVyxkOcdI/AAAAAAAAADc/JxEbQhN9hsc/s200/july+4th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, funny story...all day Carter walked around in a stupid, worn out, somewhat ugly (if I'm permitted to speak honestly) shirt and shorts that he would not take off. Fine, I said, we weren't doing anything special anyway...then it comes time to go to his dad's and I open his close and...wait for it...there it is right in front of me with its little light slowly dimming because it had assumed it had lost its shining moment....there was Carter's 4th of July outfit that we spent a small fortune on! So I did the only thing any self-respecting mother could do, I threw the outfit on him, took a ton of pictures, and sent him to his dad's looking like he had been dressed patriotically all day. LOL! Shhhh....don't tell my little secret, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-2749023763132433789?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2749023763132433789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=2749023763132433789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/2749023763132433789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/2749023763132433789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-4th.html' title='July 4th'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SHEVyxkOcdI/AAAAAAAAADc/JxEbQhN9hsc/s72-c/july+4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-2489789843585104093</id><published>2008-06-27T19:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:55:03.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need A Vacation From Our Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWLyliLYrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GnA3sHE9PlU/s1600-h/blogvacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216729444563772082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWLyliLYrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GnA3sHE9PlU/s200/blogvacation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWLzGorV9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-zQhncLB2j4/s1600-h/blogvacation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216729453449402322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWLzGorV9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-zQhncLB2j4/s200/blogvacation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWL0rcXR6I/AAAAAAAAADE/B3J7zZOtuSw/s1600-h/blogvacation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216729480509736866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWL0rcXR6I/AAAAAAAAADE/B3J7zZOtuSw/s200/blogvacation2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWL1CERvRI/AAAAAAAAADM/tQU47yRobFQ/s1600-h/blogvacation3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216729486582725906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWL1CERvRI/AAAAAAAAADM/tQU47yRobFQ/s200/blogvacation3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWL1lF1E4I/AAAAAAAAADU/zMBHOhn62Eg/s1600-h/blogvacation5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216729495984477058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWL1lF1E4I/AAAAAAAAADU/zMBHOhn62Eg/s200/blogvacation5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mom and I took Carter on his first vacation at the &lt;em&gt;Great Smokey Mountains&lt;/em&gt; this week. We had a blast and ran "full steam ahead" to the point that for the majority of the trip home, both mom and Carter dozed soundly. We took Carter to the aquarium to see the Sharks; we went to the &lt;em&gt;Dixie Stampede&lt;/em&gt; and watched the horses; we swam in the pool; we ate way, way too much food; and Carter's favorite....we played in the creek up in the mountains (which, by the way, was absolutely FREEZING)! I would like to throw out a special thanks to Aunt M and Uncle C for allowing us to borrow the portable DVD player. It absolutely saved my sanity as I drove there and back!!!&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/614622907760312227-2489789843585104093?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2489789843585104093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=2489789843585104093' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/2489789843585104093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/2489789843585104093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-vacation-from-our-vacation.html' title='I Need A Vacation From Our Vacation'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SGWLyliLYrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GnA3sHE9PlU/s72-c/blogvacation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-5943403343939508545</id><published>2008-06-15T17:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:18:35.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of a SuperHero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU9Ku_MFI/AAAAAAAAACM/c_zQQd29lbk/s1600-h/dad+close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212235922325581906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU9Ku_MFI/AAAAAAAAACM/c_zQQd29lbk/s200/dad+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU9TPUjfI/AAAAAAAAACU/CEKxqGgUvhg/s1600-h/father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212235924608683506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU9TPUjfI/AAAAAAAAACU/CEKxqGgUvhg/s200/father%27s+day+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU-Dh7h8I/AAAAAAAAACc/78F5u1Es8hI/s1600-h/batman+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212235937571637186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU-Dh7h8I/AAAAAAAAACc/78F5u1Es8hI/s200/batman+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU-hzxvlI/AAAAAAAAACk/XFGlqPdLh4U/s1600-h/batman+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212235945699556946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU-hzxvlI/AAAAAAAAACk/XFGlqPdLh4U/s200/batman+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU_CggbSI/AAAAAAAAACs/D2ER5-Uahx0/s1600-h/batman+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212235954477100322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU_CggbSI/AAAAAAAAACs/D2ER5-Uahx0/s200/batman+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What makes a SuperHero? Is it a Dad who would give his last dime to help his daughter, is it a husband who works two jobs so his wife can retire a little earlier, is it a Pop who has a grandson who looks up to him so much that he named himself Poptart, or is it a beautiful little boy who wants to prove his super powers with a SUPER SOAKER watergun when his Nan is not looking? In our family, it is definitely all of the above and that is what makes our family so great.&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/614622907760312227-5943403343939508545?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5943403343939508545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=5943403343939508545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5943403343939508545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/5943403343939508545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/many-faces-of-superhero.html' title='The Many Faces of a SuperHero'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFWU9Ku_MFI/AAAAAAAAACM/c_zQQd29lbk/s72-c/dad+close.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-3913649912582007420</id><published>2008-06-13T19:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:53:27.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFMYzkqzRSI/AAAAAAAAABU/koaUbyxqED0/s1600-h/outside+theater+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFMY0Q5C81I/AAAAAAAAABc/BgdbCMoJZGk/s1600-h/outside+theater+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211536479964296018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFMY0Q5C81I/AAAAAAAAABc/BgdbCMoJZGk/s200/outside+theater+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFMYB_6PyNI/AAAAAAAAABM/oTYVBFZ-qtw/s1600-h/kung+fu+panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211535616412469458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFMYB_6PyNI/AAAAAAAAABM/oTYVBFZ-qtw/s200/kung+fu+panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Carter has fallen prey to the latest craze...KUNG FU PANDA! He had previous watched it with his dad over the weekend and then Nan and I took him today to see it again. He actually has four action toys and he proceeded to allow them to act out the scenes throughout today's showing, much to the dismay of the family in front of us (oops...note to self, DO NOT bring loud, obnoxious, action-oriented, hard-plastic toys to theater again). Anyway, we all had fun and I ate too much popcorn (again, note to self, weight watchers weigh-in will not benefit from over-indulging in butter covered popcorn).&lt;/span&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/614622907760312227-3913649912582007420?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3913649912582007420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=3913649912582007420' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/3913649912582007420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/3913649912582007420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda-mania.html' title='Kung Fu Panda Mania'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CZkRHAAr2g/SFMY0Q5C81I/AAAAAAAAABc/BgdbCMoJZGk/s72-c/outside+theater+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-614622907760312227.post-6539347268003648411</id><published>2008-06-10T13:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:48:28.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As for me and my House...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have been reading blogs for many, many months with the untold desire to belong to that mystical world, so here it is, my feeble attempt to try to "join in with the crowd". I have never been too swift at those attempts in the past, so we'll just wait and see how this one goes but I look forward to the opportunity to show my own unique family and share our own ups and downs and use this as my chance to connect with all you other bloggers out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the upcoming months I have so many decisions to be made about what the heck I'm going to do with myself so I need as much prayer and consideration as anyone can give and I'm sure Carto could use some extra prayers as well as he learns to adjust to trips to Wal-Mart that don't involve him "buying something".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/614622907760312227-6539347268003648411?l=lisaedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6539347268003648411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=614622907760312227&amp;postID=6539347268003648411' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/6539347268003648411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/614622907760312227/posts/default/6539347268003648411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisaedwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-for-me-and-my-hosue.html' title='As for me and my House...'/><author><name>Maxed-Out-Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4jE7JukkxA/TeRIUf6R-5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XFXdLYqRbkU/s220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
