<?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-7719964</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:46:29.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' on up.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-4502866103308992747</id><published>2009-06-10T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:41:24.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Address</title><content type='html'>I never want to lose this blog again... I have so many memories stored here but it seems silly to start my new chapter in my old blog so I have a new one about our little bundle of joy!  Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-4502866103308992747?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://estes-gilbert.blogspot.com/' title='New Address'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/4502866103308992747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=4502866103308992747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/4502866103308992747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/4502866103308992747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-address.html' title='New Address'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-114783197687622852</id><published>2006-05-16T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:12:56.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence makes the heart grow fonder?!</title><content type='html'>I hate writing on this blog. I feel very self involved when I write about myself and since I have no kids I am reduce to writing about my cat. Only he is not here and I feel a little pathetic having a blog dedicated to my cat. The only reason that I am writing tonight is because I like the clicking noise that the keyboard makes when I type and I can't think of anymore e-mails to send. I also have already finished a 1,000 piece puzzle and I put the border together on another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am in Wichita being with my father's caretaker. Most of my caretaking duties happen in the morning which is not the best time for me to care for another person. So far I have not yelled at him or spit into his breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it is only Tuesday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-114783197687622852?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/114783197687622852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=114783197687622852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114783197687622852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114783197687622852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/05/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence makes the heart grow fonder?!'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-114608804600015862</id><published>2006-04-26T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T10:37:18.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Elephant</title><content type='html'>The elephant in my life that I have not been blogging about is the fact that I am moving home. Part of the reason for this move is that my dad is sick. Jason posted about it on his blog and since most of the people that read my blog are the same people that read his blog, you already know this. Jason did a very detailed report so you can read about his condition &lt;a href="http://david-jaime-jason.blogspot.com/2006/04/glomerular-amyloid-deposition-al-type.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving home for other reasons as well, Jaime is having another baby, I am at a point in school where if I don't go now then I can't go till school is done, etc... I am excited, scared, anxious, veklempt about moving back to Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main part about dad right now is the urgency to get back. His treatment starts on May 8th and will require that someone stay with him in an apartment or he will have to stay in the hospital. Me coming to Pennsylvania left Jason as the lone adult to handle all family-health related issues. Dad has a friend (who will have a child named after her someday) that is taking him to Wichita and will stay the first week and I will take to second week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to be in Kansas by May 14th I am taking my little bubble and shaking it upside down. This I don't mind, I work well under pressure, but it is a lot to think about doing. My mother, who obviously didn't endure enough pain with me while giving birth, has volunteered herself to fly to PA and drive back to KS with me. In my Jeep. With no air conditioning. And two cats. We are planning on making the trip over the span of four days. So we have to leave May 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finals start the week of May 8th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, how will you take you finals on the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I planned take my finals in one day, Monday. That was until the cat fight where Noodle got a chunk of scalp removed and now we have to see the vet for a follow up appointment on Monday. Now I will try to squeeze my finals into Thursday and Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem I have with my blog is finishing a post. I have now given all the information I wish to give at this time. I have been at work all day and I cut my thumb so I am tired of typing but the post seems to lack a finished feel. I will try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems to work well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-114608804600015862?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/114608804600015862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=114608804600015862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114608804600015862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114608804600015862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-elephant.html' title='My Elephant'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-114357613874222634</id><published>2006-03-28T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:03:00.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In my absence</title><content type='html'>What is really sad is that nothing has happened in the 18 days since my last post. I learned today that Zoey likes to play the same game that babies do. The one where they throw something on the ground and then you pick it up and they throw it back down. She rolls my pens off the desk and then hangs off the edge until I pick them up and put them back on the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, that is a game that occupies us for hours at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes are still going, I had a test in Business Law today. Statistics is kicking my heiny which is hard for me cause I excel at math so to have to work is more than I am used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is fine, people need bras, I sell them, not much to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say absence makes the heart grow fonder but I heart grows very dark and angry when I go to check my blogs and see nothingness so I thought I would at least let you know that I am still alive. Soon I may begin to make up stories so that things seems more interesting than they really are. Maybe I can get them published!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-114357613874222634?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/114357613874222634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=114357613874222634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114357613874222634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114357613874222634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-my-absence.html' title='In my absence'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-114205246247215258</id><published>2006-03-10T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:47:42.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prairie Home Companion</title><content type='html'>Did anyone else see &lt;a href="http://www.aprairiehomecompanionmovie.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-114205246247215258?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/114205246247215258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=114205246247215258' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114205246247215258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114205246247215258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/03/prairie-home-companion.html' title='Prairie Home Companion'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-114053142367008865</id><published>2006-02-21T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:17:03.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruelty to students</title><content type='html'>Cruelty is when the professors of my five classes get together and ruin my weekend off my scheduling FIVE tests the week after.  Sleep is no longer an option.  I had to run my big mouth and tell everyone that this semester would be straight A's.  I failed to mention that I would need  a straight jacket.  I'm not sure how people with kids manage this, I want to send the cats to the neighbors for the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-114053142367008865?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/114053142367008865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=114053142367008865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114053142367008865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114053142367008865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/02/cruelty-to-students.html' title='Cruelty to students'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-114053121640556685</id><published>2006-02-21T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:13:36.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What was that sound you ask?</title><content type='html'>This is the &lt;a href="http://david-jaime-jason.blogspot.com/2006/02/david-in-training.html"&gt;sound&lt;/a&gt; of my heart breaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-114053121640556685?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/114053121640556685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=114053121640556685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114053121640556685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/114053121640556685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-was-that-sound-you-ask.html' title='What was that sound you ask?'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113995184604174789</id><published>2006-02-14T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:17:26.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>XXOOXOXOXXOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy St. Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113995184604174789?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113995184604174789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113995184604174789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113995184604174789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113995184604174789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/02/xxooxoxoxxoo.html' title='XXOOXOXOXXOO'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113985568483071167</id><published>2006-02-13T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T13:34:44.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven things or less...</title><content type='html'>Oops, I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/~vekann/2006/01/seven-times-seven-times-or-something.html"&gt;Val&lt;/a&gt; in January and I didn't even know it.  In all fairness she did tag me while I was on vacation and per section 4 article 285lmnop of the bloggers manual I am not required to keep current on blogs while on vacation.  Sorry Val I will try harder and thanks to &lt;a href="http://david-jaime-jason.blogspot.com/2006/02/seven-things-or-less.html"&gt;Jason&lt;/a&gt; for pointing out my &lt;em&gt;faux pas.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7 things I want to do before I die&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.&lt;em&gt; Go to Greece&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Learn to trust my family to love me no matter what&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Have the courage to stick to my convictions 95% of the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Learn to let others help me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Be a good aunt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Find my inner creativity and let it loose in a way other than organizing files&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Learn to play more than one song on a musical instrument.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7 things I can't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Pee standing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Admit that I can't do something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Let people help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Stop organizing my DVD's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Stop feeling guilty for wrongs I have commited in the past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Stop picking at people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Stop telling people when I am right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7 things that attract me to other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Honesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. The ability to make me laugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Open Mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. The ability to put up with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Brains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7 things I say most often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Seriously, why did that seem like a good idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. See how....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. For the love of all things good and merciful on this earth, why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. You people are making crazy today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Yeah there's alot of inbreeding going on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. I just booked my one way ticket on the short bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Are you freaking kidding me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7 books or series I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Bridge to Terabithia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. People Magazine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Anna Karenina &lt;/em&gt;(at least the first 452 pages were good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Pride and Prejudice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Traveling Mercies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. The Babysitters Club&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7 movies I can watch over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Mr. and Mrs. Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0089208/"&gt;Girls Just Want to Have Fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Under the Tuscan Sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Love Actually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Breakfast at Tiffany's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Sound of Music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Yours, Mine and Ours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. With Honors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. A Walk to Remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. Say Anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7 people I want to join in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://bellinizoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Jaime (third time's a charm)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Aunt Karen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.&lt;/em&gt; I need to get to know more bloggers, maybe that should go on my first list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I am done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113985568483071167?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113985568483071167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113985568483071167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113985568483071167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113985568483071167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/02/seven-things-or-less.html' title='Seven things or less...'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113967005207738329</id><published>2006-02-11T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T10:01:09.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do birds suddenly appear...</title><content type='html'>It was odd to wake up to the sound of bird chirping on the day that we are supposed to get a blizzard of biblical proportions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113967005207738329?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113967005207738329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113967005207738329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113967005207738329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113967005207738329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-do-birds-suddenly-appear.html' title='Why do birds suddenly appear...'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113936634317288583</id><published>2006-02-07T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T21:39:03.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude, I'm on the web</title><content type='html'>Today in Computer class we had to add a hyperlink to a Word document.  Our teacher suggested using our name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skylar.com"&gt;www.skylar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skylar.net"&gt;www.skylar.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skylar.org"&gt;www.skylar.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who else is out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113936634317288583?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113936634317288583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113936634317288583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113936634317288583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113936634317288583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/02/dude-im-on-web.html' title='Dude, I&apos;m on the web'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113893141452536530</id><published>2006-02-02T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:50:14.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we mourn the dearly departed</title><content type='html'>The day has finally come when we must say goodbye to someone that we have come to love and cherish. After nearly five years together tonight marks the passing of my comforter. I know, you are thinking, seriously she is posting about her comforter, and the answer is yes, yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May of 2001 I was getting ready to move into a house with a friend from work. I needed a new comforter and a women at work said that she had a comforter that she never used. A down comforter. I told her I would buy it and her husband told her that she couldn't take money for something they didn't use so she gave me a very expensive, never used, down comforter for free, it was love at first sight. For the past five years there have been very few nights that I did not sleep under this comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had it &lt;a href="http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2004/10/deflated.html"&gt;shipped here &lt;/a&gt;when I moved. All of my cousins now have a down comforter as a result of sleeping under mine. When they were all home last year at Christmas I was constantly searching rooms to find my missing comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem with the comforter was that it was white and I am a mess. I have a tendency to put my makeup on, or study while sitting in my bed, or I pull the comforter to the couch for a movie night so over the years the comforter has received several washing and a handful of permanent marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About three months ago I noticed that the comforter was leaking feathers so I searched and found a small tear and repaired it. A few weeks after that I noticed another tear and repaired that. In early December I found myself sitting in bed with a needle and thread trying to patch all of the holes. Finally I found a duvet cover and thought I had spared myself the grief of throwing away my beloved comforter, last night I tried to take the cover off so that I could wash it and I noticed a large number of feathers so I left the comforter in the cover and threw them both into the wash. Today I opened the dryer door and found a bird in the lint trap so I set everything outside hoping that the sun would dry everything and save the comforter but tonight I looked to see the damage and found that the comforter had tried to escape all over the back porch and into the neighbors yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with a heavy heart and taps playing in my mind, I pulled the empty carcass of a once glorious comforter out of the duvet cover and threw it in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we mourn the dearly departed, comforter, you kept me warm in the winter and cool in the summer, you caught my tears when I was sad and you gave my cat a comfortable place to spend 23 hours a day sleeping. I have enjoyed making you a part of my cherished sleep and I appreciate the abuse that you took every morning when I threw you onto the ground in protest of being made to wake up. You made reading books in bed more comfortable and you gave my eyes protection during the scary scenes on movie nights.  I tried to patch and protect you from the thinning of your shell but in the end old age won the war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not go softly into that dark night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.  I will visit you in the trash can every night before bed, well, every night between now and Monday when the trash people will take you away, you will be on your own then but know that Noodle and I will miss you terribly and will tremble at night because we live in a basement in Pennsylvania and I just threw out our comforter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113893141452536530?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113893141452536530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113893141452536530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113893141452536530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113893141452536530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-we-mourn-dearly-departed.html' title='Today we mourn the dearly departed'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113868827825402422</id><published>2006-01-31T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T01:17:58.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More black</title><content type='html'>I am really getting bad at keeping up on this. I am having an ever increasingly difficult time readjusting since I got back from Christmas break. Pennsylvania doesn't feel like home anymore.  Not that it ever felt completely like home but now it feels less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put that in print for anyone to believe that I said (typed) it. I wish that I could take my family, friends and coworkers from PA and drive them to Kansas. Actually I guess that the Kansas people would come here. PA is much prettier, sorry. This is part of the adjustment period I guess, that time of the semester that I need to evaluate my progress here and determine my next step. I have chosen and unchosen so many I start to loose track of the good ideas and the lofty ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep would be a good idea but my kitten feels very strongly otherwise.  So I sit at my computer at one in the morning trying to picture the rest of my life, that makes my head hurt so I think I will try the sleep thing again.  It is my own fault for buying Zoey the toys with the bells in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113868827825402422?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113868827825402422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113868827825402422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113868827825402422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113868827825402422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-black.html' title='More black'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113842542849667086</id><published>2006-01-28T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:52:50.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That would have been the smart option...</title><content type='html'>When you lie to &lt;a href="http://david-jaime-jason.blogspot.com/2006/01/million-little-posts.html"&gt;Oprah&lt;/a&gt; and she calls back the best solution is to not be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113842542849667086?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113842542849667086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113842542849667086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113842542849667086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113842542849667086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/01/that-would-have-been-smart-option.html' title='That would have been the smart option...'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113780142062833328</id><published>2006-01-20T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T01:09:25.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pot Kettle Black</title><content type='html'>I was just checking my list of favorite blogs and silently cursing at the people who have not updated recently when it occurred to me that I indeed am black. Not that I presume that I am on too terribly many favorite lists but the ones that do frequent deserve more than I give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started school on the 12th. This semester should be a straight A semester. Mark my word, and for those of you who missed the memo that I had every intention of sending, I made the Dean's List for last semester. I am still a bit miffed about the one B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking Intro to Stats, Business Law I, Microeconomics, Computer Solutions for Business and Accounting I. Yeah, that's an exciting line up right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going well, they keep paying me so I will keep on going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noodle and I have a new temporary edition to our basement, Zoey. She is a grey tabby kitten that we are keeping until a girl at work can get a new place. Noodle and I are old and find kittens to be a bit annoying. Noodle more than me, Zoey doesn't bite my tail. She does however lay on my notebooks when I am trying to study and she attacks the computer screen when I am trying to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also plays with my&lt;br /&gt;water bottles,&lt;br /&gt;wads of paper,&lt;br /&gt;pencils,&lt;br /&gt;pens,&lt;br /&gt;feet,&lt;br /&gt;hair,&lt;br /&gt;coats,&lt;br /&gt;sheets,&lt;br /&gt;phone cords,&lt;br /&gt;computer cords,&lt;br /&gt;finger nail clippers,&lt;br /&gt;anything that does not out weigh me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home the other day and the end table was uncovered and on it's side. I am not sure how she managed that but I am sure it scared her, she is scared of everything. Except for when I threaten to mail her to Chris. She is not a great listener. or sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this should be enough to keep you happy for a little while. I will post again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113780142062833328?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113780142062833328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113780142062833328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113780142062833328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113780142062833328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/01/pot-kettle-black.html' title='Pot Kettle Black'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113719622074832790</id><published>2006-01-13T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:50:20.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again Home Again, Jiggity Jig</title><content type='html'>Well, I am back in good ole PA.  I left Kansas on Monday at 2:35 CT and arrived in Lebanon at 12:00 ET.  My plane that was schedule to leave Charlotte at 7:15 actually left at 9:15.  That was fun for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home to a beautiful new bedroom courtesy of the Trosper's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work Tuesday and Wednesday but Thursday I started school.  This is going to be a challenging semester but it just so happens that I am up for the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trip was great, time started to snowball on me towards the end and I didn't get to do all that I wanted to but then you never do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will post more later, for now I am back and safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113719622074832790?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113719622074832790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113719622074832790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113719622074832790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113719622074832790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-again-home-again-jiggity-jig.html' title='Home Again Home Again, Jiggity Jig'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113618006112296884</id><published>2006-01-02T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:34:51.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda Pointless Entry</title><content type='html'>Everyone that reads my blog is either here or related to everyone here so you probably know that I am in Kansas and have attended all family related Christmas events. I have one week left and it does not seem to be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Jaime came into town on Saturday so I have only had one day with him but next week he is all mine so I will make up for lost time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave on the ninth of January but I am trying not to think too far ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta for now&lt;br /&gt;Skylar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113618006112296884?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113618006112296884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113618006112296884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113618006112296884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113618006112296884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2006/01/kinda-pointless-entry.html' title='Kinda Pointless Entry'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113526721826721308</id><published>2005-12-22T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T11:00:18.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 hours 37 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113526721826721308?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113526721826721308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113526721826721308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113526721826721308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113526721826721308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/countdown-continues.html' title='The Countdown Continues'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113526716012173545</id><published>2005-12-22T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:59:33.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades</title><content type='html'>I got (drum roll please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four A's and one B... The one B was in Macro Econ a class not actually about Macro Econ hence the B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113526716012173545?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113526716012173545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113526716012173545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113526716012173545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113526716012173545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/grades.html' title='Grades'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113526702196895440</id><published>2005-12-22T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:57:02.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Extravaganza</title><content type='html'>We have been frequenting the movies this week. Monday we went to see Narnia, Tuesday King Kong and Wednesday Cheaper by the Dozen 2 (I'm sure you are asking how that last one got thrown in to the mix but it was a nice change of pace).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheaper by the Dozen 2 was everything that you expected it to be and nothing more. It was a funnyish family comedy with all the usual punch lines and sentimental moments. A nice family rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narnia was good, long but good. It kept my interest and the children were amazing actors. The special effects were great but the battle scene was a little G rated and parts of the story line felt a little rushed and the creatures looked a lot like Lord of the Rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Kong was the one movie I did not want to see. It was everything that Narnia should have been and more. 187 minutes and I hid under my baseball cap for 63 of them. The effects were unbelievable and the story line was frustrating, funny, frightening and in the end devastating. Bar None one of the best movies I have ever seen and will never watch again. For me that is always the mark of a good movie, when I leave feeling drained and satisfied to never see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those are your reviews for this week, enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113526702196895440?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113526702196895440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113526702196895440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113526702196895440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113526702196895440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/movie-extravaganza.html' title='Movie Extravaganza'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113522922029613646</id><published>2005-12-22T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:27:00.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the countdown begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59 hours and 9 minutes before I board the plane!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113522922029613646?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113522922029613646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113522922029613646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113522922029613646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113522922029613646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/let-countdown-begin.html' title='Let the countdown begin'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113457234370752769</id><published>2005-12-14T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:59:03.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/640/Sleepy%20Noodle.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/320/Sleepy%20Noodle.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When good cats....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113457234370752769?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113457234370752769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113457234370752769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113457234370752769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113457234370752769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-good-cats.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113457230983705627</id><published>2005-12-14T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:58:29.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/640/Angry%20Noodle.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/320/Angry%20Noodle.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go bad!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113457230983705627?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113457230983705627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113457230983705627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113457230983705627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113457230983705627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/go-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113416818303140060</id><published>2005-12-09T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:43:03.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas List</title><content type='html'>Here is my official 2005 Christmas list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books from the Barnes and Noble classics list &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I would eventually like them in hardback but paperbacks read just as well).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books in general &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gift card to Barnes and Noble)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Clothes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gift card to Old Navy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money for school &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gift card to Walmart/or cash)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will be happy with anything, giftcards do not imply a lack of creative present buying but more a vast knowledge of my inner urge to shop and my lack of fundage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Christmas lists from others as well &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(please keep in mind that giving me a list will NOT ensure a present, sorry).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113416818303140060?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113416818303140060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113416818303140060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113416818303140060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113416818303140060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-list.html' title='Christmas List'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113414795727584076</id><published>2005-12-09T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T12:05:57.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/640/mail%203.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/320/mail%203.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Snow Snow, I totally lied to my dad (sorry dad) we got about 8 inches not 5.  What do I care I have four wheel drive?  THe four wheel drive came in a little too handy because I had to help open two stores today and it was my day off.  &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113414795727584076?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113414795727584076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113414795727584076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113414795727584076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113414795727584076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/snow-snow-snow-i-totally-lied-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113414781395327676</id><published>2005-12-09T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T12:03:33.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/640/mail%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/320/mail%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our back porch...between the rungs you can see a child sledding down the 3 foot incline behind our house, children scream alot when they sled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113414781395327676?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113414781395327676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113414781395327676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113414781395327676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113414781395327676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-our-back-porch.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113414775144784152</id><published>2005-12-09T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T12:02:31.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/640/mail.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/320/mail.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More snow on our back porch!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113414775144784152?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113414775144784152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113414775144784152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113414775144784152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113414775144784152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/more-snow-on-our-back-porch.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113389057183511481</id><published>2005-12-06T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T12:36:11.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday's</title><content type='html'>This semester, in am attempt to get through college with speed, I am taking 15 hours, i.e. 5 classes.  I have all five classes on Monday with them tapering off until Friday I only have three...I have hated Monday's this semester which is particularly cruel since my birthday fell on a Monday this semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, however, my hatred of Monday's hit a new level.  Here was my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 - Took Pyschology test&lt;br /&gt;9:18 - Finished test, Thanked God for multiple choice&lt;br /&gt;9:20 - Hit the library to finished putting final touches on Pearl Harbor speech&lt;br /&gt;10:00 - Took Math test&lt;br /&gt;10:50 - Turned in Math test with 2 problems unfinished&lt;br /&gt;11:00 - Gave Pearl Harbor speech&lt;br /&gt;12:00 - Met with group for final touches on Humanities presentation&lt;br /&gt;12:40 - Ran to snack cart for carrot sticks and hot cocoa (don't want to pass out during my presentation)&lt;br /&gt;1:00 - Ran through Humanities presentation with group&lt;br /&gt;2:00 - Gave Humanities presentation to class&lt;br /&gt;2:43 - Thanked God that I was done with the presentation and that I did not screw up the remotes for the videos and power point.&lt;br /&gt;3:15-5:55 - Worked on take home Econ test&lt;br /&gt;6:00 - Turned in Econ test and went home with massive headache&lt;br /&gt;Thanked god for 10 hour parking!&lt;br /&gt;8:30 - Fell asleep on couch watching Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Monday's are over, next week I have four finals, only two that I am worried about.  Next semester all of my classes will be on Tuesday, Thursday so I will have new days to hate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113389057183511481?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113389057183511481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113389057183511481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113389057183511481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113389057183511481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/12/manic-mondays.html' title='Manic Monday&apos;s'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113280771754606637</id><published>2005-11-23T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:48:37.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/640/11-23-05_2339.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/320/11-23-05_2339.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it Snow, Let it Snow...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113280771754606637?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113280771754606637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113280771754606637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113280771754606637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113280771754606637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/11/let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113280767867915966</id><published>2005-11-23T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:48:01.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/640/11-23-05_2338.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/158/3452/320/11-23-05_2338.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it Snow!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113280767867915966?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113280767867915966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113280767867915966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113280767867915966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113280767867915966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/11/let-it-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113271078489729225</id><published>2005-11-22T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T20:53:04.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow time flies!!</title><content type='html'>Well, the gang is back (or on their way).  Tanner came home Friday and Trisha came home today.  Shawn and Janelle are on their way so we will have a full house the rest of the week.  I have school in the morning but then I am done for the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that Thanksgiving is already here.  November has flown by.  I went and saw Derailed and Walk the Line, both excellent movies.  I also got a cell phone, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I don't have anything else.  Just working and trying to make it to the end of the semester.  I will write more when I have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113271078489729225?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113271078489729225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113271078489729225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113271078489729225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113271078489729225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow-time-flies.html' title='Wow time flies!!'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113138531622753074</id><published>2005-11-07T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:41:56.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of a Star</title><content type='html'>I will keep posting about &lt;a href="http://www.markhenspeter.com/index.php?showimage=181"&gt;his pictures&lt;/a&gt; until I am sure that everyone is visting on a regular basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113138531622753074?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113138531622753074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113138531622753074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113138531622753074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113138531622753074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/11/death-of-star.html' title='Death of a Star'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113095641618366545</id><published>2005-11-02T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T13:33:36.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Joy Joy</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to my mommy&lt;br /&gt;For your birthday the universe is giving you a new moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113095641618366545?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113095641618366545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113095641618366545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113095641618366545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113095641618366545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='Happy Happy Joy Joy'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113090329442140860</id><published>2005-11-01T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T22:48:14.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Karma</title><content type='html'>I was taking to my sister (yes she is technically an in-law but sister-in-law is too much to write) and I commented on the nice weather since my previous post. I think the exact words were, "I guess my complaining worked".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little update, since I uttered the stupid words and woke the karmic retribution gods, it has rained in Lebanon. Or maybe it is just raining over our house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113090329442140860?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113090329442140860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113090329442140860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113090329442140860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113090329442140860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/11/stupid-karma.html' title='Stupid Karma'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-113026359588967574</id><published>2005-10-25T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:06:35.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops keep falling on my head.</title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA... we went from summer to winter literally overnight.  We had one fall day and I think is was a fluke.  The rain will not stop and it is cold rain and I walk a long ways from my car to the college in the cold rain.  Yuck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-113026359588967574?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/113026359588967574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=113026359588967574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113026359588967574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/113026359588967574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/10/raindrops-keep-falling-on-my-head.html' title='Raindrops keep falling on my head.'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112975248976564281</id><published>2005-10-19T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:08:09.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so smart</title><content type='html'>I may not like school but I am doing well.  I got a 95% on my Speech midterm and a 93% on my Humanities midterm.  I am getting 3 A's and 2 B's as of right now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112975248976564281?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112975248976564281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112975248976564281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112975248976564281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112975248976564281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-so-smart.html' title='I am so smart'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112975195664033573</id><published>2005-10-19T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T15:59:16.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Her Shoes</title><content type='html'>I was having a down day the other day so I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0388125/"&gt;In Her Shoes&lt;/a&gt;.  It was a cute matinee, chick flick.  It starts a little rough but ends nice and sweet.  There are not alot of surprises and there are no Academy Awards in the future but sometimes you need a movie like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112975195664033573?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112975195664033573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112975195664033573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112975195664033573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112975195664033573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-her-shoes.html' title='In Her Shoes'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112943633399166311</id><published>2005-10-16T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T15:36:11.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More reason's to love Gilmore Girls</title><content type='html'>You have to watch the show to catch the full wit but here is a jist... Emily is a very uptight, rich, perfectionist whose daughter Lorelai got pregnant at 16 and refused to marry the guy.  Lorelai is now in her thirties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0084105/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;: You have the word "Juicy" on your rear end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Uh... Well. If I'd known you were coming over, I would have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0084105/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;: Into what? A brassiere with the word "Tasty" on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: My mother - she was here. I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Grandma hasn't been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Smell that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Smell what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: The room - it smells like guilt and Chanel No. 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lorelai answers her cell phone] &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0084105/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;: You get over here right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0084105/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;: This is you in twenty years! "Who is this?", I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Independence Inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0084105/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;: You really should identify yourself when you answer the phone at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Sorry. Independence Inn, major disappointment speaking. Better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for watching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112943633399166311?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112943633399166311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112943633399166311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112943633399166311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112943633399166311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-reasons-to-love-gilmore-girls.html' title='More reason&apos;s to love Gilmore Girls'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112943406418474980</id><published>2005-10-15T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:41:04.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waves</title><content type='html'>Maybe my life is not supposed to be measured in traditional job success.  I think I am shooting for the wrong target.  Maybe I will not leave behind a trophy case or a list of conventional triumphs.  Instead, maybe it is the way that I will change the people around me that will matter, but even then, I do not think that I will make a splash, perhaps just a wave.  A wave is nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like college.  I like learning but I prefer to learn on my own, my own material.  Maybe it is just the community college that I do not like but either way.  I have turned my brain back on and I will continue to nurture and I promise to never again allow myself to stop learning but college is not for me.  However, I have gone too far to just quit, so I will finish but not with a grand degree just a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad sometimes that I am wasting this life.  So many amazing people had just started to take a bite out of their lives when it was pulled away from them.  Why should they loose theirs and I still get mine?!  From now on, I will remember the lives that I admired even if the admiration started after they died.  While they made splashes I will make waves, but waves are good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112943406418474980?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112943406418474980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112943406418474980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112943406418474980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112943406418474980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/10/waves.html' title='Waves'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112908134054628992</id><published>2005-10-10T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T21:42:20.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again, Home Again</title><content type='html'>and I do not feel like doin' the jig..... more later, must sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112908134054628992?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112908134054628992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112908134054628992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112908134054628992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112908134054628992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/10/home-again-home-again.html' title='Home Again, Home Again'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112808661070776127</id><published>2005-10-02T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:29:33.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>365 Days</title><content type='html'>Today is my one year anniversary of taking my life, flipping it upside down, and shaking it real hard. I had a large emotional post all prepared for this anniversary but life is in full swing so I don't have time to. I guess that is a good sign of my new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work and school have me running like a chicken with my head cut off. This weekend Krista and I are driving to Tyson's Corner for the grand opening. We just got our schedule and we work 2-close Friday and Saturday; 12-8 Sunday; and 9-5 Monday. We are excited about the size of the mall and the Starbucks that is in it. We are also siked about the $57 a day food allowance. Free food is good food, although I am learning in Macroeconomics that no food is really free food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must run and do homework, happy anniversary to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112808661070776127?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112808661070776127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112808661070776127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112808661070776127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112808661070776127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/10/365-days.html' title='365 Days'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112796371401843217</id><published>2005-09-28T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:15:14.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big League</title><content type='html'>There is a new Victoria's Secret store opening in &lt;a href="http://www.shoptysons.com/controller/site"&gt;Tyson's Corner&lt;/a&gt; and Krista and I have been asked to drive down and help work the opening. We will be there October 7th through the 10th and I am very scared and excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the big leagues. The District and Regional Managers will be there and they will need like a hundred and some odd people working there... wow. Yesterday I went and bought a power suit and a power jacket. I can't go to the big leagues wearing my scruffy, faded pants and my boxy jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company will be reimbursing us for the mileage there and back and will be putting us up in a hotel. We will also get a daily food allowance of $57.00. I am going to through my diet out the window and eat like a queen for those four days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned from our CSL that we will be staying at the Marriott but I am not sure which one since there two within walking distance from the mall. There is also a wide range of food in the mall and there are stores that I have never been to. I may not need the hotel, I may just stay in the mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tata for now... I have much bigger with which to converse!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112796371401843217?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112796371401843217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112796371401843217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112796371401843217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112796371401843217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-league.html' title='Big League'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112778734133278366</id><published>2005-09-26T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:15:41.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude... Kauffman Stadium sucks</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I know it is a &lt;a href="http://www.ballparks.com/baseball/american/kauffm.htm"&gt;pretty stadium &lt;/a&gt;and I will forever cherish the memories of going to my first MLB games there but Kauffman has nothing on &lt;a href="http://www.ballparks.com/baseball/american/oriole.htm"&gt;Camden Yards&lt;/a&gt;. For that matter the Orioles have nothing on the Red Sox. I'll explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Krista, Adam and I drove the two hours to Baltimore to watch the Orioles and the Red Sox.  Now originally when the tickets were purchased I opted for Red Sox on the weekend instead of Yankees on the weekday.  If I knew then what I knew now.  I also originally had planned on rooting for the Red Sox.  They are a good team and I have more reason to root for them than the Orioles.  Well, I did.  Little did I know that the Red Sox and the Yankees would be &lt;a href="http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/sports/12736909.htm"&gt;tied&lt;/a&gt; and that I would so desperately want the Red Sox to loose.  Nor did I know that by cheering for the Orioles at Camden Yards would actually put me in the minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So short story long, the Red Sox won. But the roar of the crowd was un-freaking-believable. I have now changed the parameters of my requirements for a permanent home. I want to raise my kids near baseball, real baseball. I think the Cubs at Wrigley Field would be what I am looking for. Die hard team fans but still close enough to drive home to see my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game we walked down to the field and all the players walked right by the lines of fans without so much as an acknowledgement and straight into the locker rooms. I hate that about the Red Sox, I have seen them on several occasions just ignore fans. Dude, you just won the game at least smile at us on your way in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real excitement was after the game though. We were walking to the car and an older lady missed the curb and fell. Her grandson went to help her up but she was bleeding, she lifted her pant leg and her skin on her knee was split from one side to the other. I had been holding a hooded sweatshirt so I stopped and wrapped it around her leg and held it on her wound. We took turns holding the wound and cleaning off our hands while we waited for the EMT to come and check her out. She was the sweetest lady, her name was Millicent and she was 85 and three quarters. This was her first MLB game and she was wearing a Boston hat. I stayed with her until the calvary arrived and then I said goodbye. She was so worried about ruining my jacket and about the fact that now she would have to go to the hospital and wouldn't be able to take her son out to eat. I told her to take him to the hospital cafeteria and not to worry about the jacket, it was a Walmart special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the game and went down to the &lt;a href="http://www.baltimore.org/baltimore_inner_harbor.htm"&gt;inner harbor&lt;/a&gt; and bummed around for a couple of hours. I love big cities because they are still open on Sunday nights. We shopped at the malls and listened to a street band. I bought some books at Barnes and Noble (which is big because there is no Barnes and Noble near here). We ducked into the Hard Rock Cafe and the ESPN Zone before making the two hour drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a lovely day. I love baseball!! Someday maybe I will post an ode to baseball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112778734133278366?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112778734133278366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112778734133278366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112778734133278366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112778734133278366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/dude-kauffman-stadium-sucks.html' title='Dude... Kauffman Stadium sucks'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112764764431562560</id><published>2005-09-25T07:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T07:27:24.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today will forever be known as</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Baseball Day&lt;/span&gt;.   I am off to church then to see the Orioles vs Red Sox!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112764764431562560?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112764764431562560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112764764431562560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112764764431562560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112764764431562560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-will-forever-be-known-as.html' title='Today will forever be known as'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112758242624678940</id><published>2005-09-24T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:20:26.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've had better days....</title><content type='html'>and today was one of them!!  I woke up and finished my reading for Humanities.  I got my school money and deposited it in the bank and then I went to the gym.  There was a street fair going on about two blocks from the gym so I illegally parked and walked up and down the street.  I bought an Empire apple that was deliscious.  I didn't even get a ticket for parking illegally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to brag knowing what other people are suffering through but today is gorgeous.  It is the kind of cool fall day when it seems like nothing can go wrong!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must go study or Monday will be a bad day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, one more thing, tomorrow will be even better cause it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baseball Game Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112758242624678940?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112758242624678940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112758242624678940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112758242624678940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112758242624678940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-had-better-days.html' title='I&apos;ve had better days....'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112744605959285952</id><published>2005-09-22T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T23:27:39.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma said there'd be days like this</title><content type='html'>Today is a bad day... well the bad has come in waves. There are days that I am on top of the world, I am in the right place and I have an amazing support group that loves me. Other days my support group seems too far and I feel like I am treading water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot expand on this because I do not entirely know what I mean but I feel like this is too small. Like what I am doing is too small. I am missing my mark and I do not know how to pinpoint it. I am searching for something that seems just out of my reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God give me arms that stretch and the courage and knowledge to stretch in the right direction. I am getting tired of circling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112744605959285952?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112744605959285952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112744605959285952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112744605959285952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112744605959285952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/momma-said-thered-be-days-like-this.html' title='Momma said there&apos;d be days like this'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112722061592950366</id><published>2005-09-20T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T08:50:15.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one more</title><content type='html'>I love these &lt;a href="http://www.markhenspeter.com/index.php?showimage=127"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112722061592950366?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112722061592950366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112722061592950366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112722061592950366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112722061592950366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-one-more.html' title='Just one more'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112715169843199106</id><published>2005-09-19T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T15:46:18.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What entertains me</title><content type='html'>This is why I love the Gilmore Girls.  Here is a little backstory to help you understand the quotes... Lorelai is the mom, she had Rory when she was sixteen.  Lorelai is a little crazy but in a fun way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;: Hey, I have kind of a crazy idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;: Those are never comforting words coming from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="qt0176011"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;: Hey, you didn't wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;: I set the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;: Yes, but see, the clock stops ringing once I throw it against the wall giving me ample time to fall back to sleep. You, however, never stop yapping no matter how hard I throw you, thus insuring the wake up process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="qt0176010"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;: So, Grandpa, how's the insurance biz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001346/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Lorelai's father)&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;: Oh, people die, we pay. People crash, we pay. People lose a foot, we pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;: Well, at least you have your new slogan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;: You ruined my joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;: Um, no, the punch line ruined your joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little peek into my entertainment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112715169843199106?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112715169843199106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112715169843199106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112715169843199106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112715169843199106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-entertains-me.html' title='What entertains me'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112713674016152078</id><published>2005-09-19T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T09:41:38.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Daddy....</title><content type='html'>Happy Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;From Cyber Space to you&lt;br /&gt;If Cyber Space had a Birthday&lt;br /&gt;It would be happy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, wait Cyber Space would also need emotions... let me try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;From Cyber Space to you&lt;br /&gt;If Cyber Space had emotions&lt;br /&gt;It would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that doesn't rhyme....hmm this is harder than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Happy Birthday anyway!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112713674016152078?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112713674016152078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112713674016152078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112713674016152078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112713674016152078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-daddy.html' title='To Daddy....'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112706570659767897</id><published>2005-09-18T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T13:50:38.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is very cool...</title><content type='html'>Electrolux has an &lt;a href="http://www.automower.com/"&gt;automower&lt;/a&gt;, it mixes the convenience of the automatic vacuum cleaner with the concept of a grazing animal.  It grazes in your yard 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, rain or shine, and it is self charging and fertilizes your yard without the smell!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112706570659767897?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112706570659767897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112706570659767897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112706570659767897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112706570659767897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-very-cool.html' title='This is very cool...'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112702590963529134</id><published>2005-09-18T02:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T02:45:09.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He can't sleep without me</title><content type='html'>I don't know what the difference is between the 8 hours of sleeping time at night and the 14 hours of sleeping time during the day, but Noodle cannot or will not sleep at night without me.  I cannot sleep and he came to curl up in my lap so that we can suffer together.   Man, I am tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112702590963529134?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112702590963529134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112702590963529134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112702590963529134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112702590963529134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-cant-sleep-without-me.html' title='He can&apos;t sleep without me'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112702503209505260</id><published>2005-09-18T02:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T02:30:32.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Even my cat is snoring</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep... I have had the hardest time sleeping lately.  It is 2:30 in the morning and I am surfing the web... I don't even like to surf the web that much.  I need sleep!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112702503209505260?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112702503209505260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112702503209505260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112702503209505260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112702503209505260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/even-my-cat-is-snoring.html' title='Even my cat is snoring'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112701469314227177</id><published>2005-09-17T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T23:42:18.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go see a movie....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0425123/"&gt;Just Like Heaven&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000702/"&gt;Reese Witherspoon &lt;/a&gt;is playing at the local theaters so I started to look for reviews for it. This was one of the funniest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="movie-link" href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/click/movie-10005608/reviews.php?critic=columns&amp;sortby=default&amp;amp;amp;page=2&amp;amp;rid=1435057" target="_blank"&gt;"When it comes to romantic chemistry, they never quite mesh, no matter what twinkle effect Waters puts on the screen when Ruffalo's hand touches Witherspoon's ethereal plane."&lt;/a&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/author-1232/"&gt;Rob Blackwelder&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/source-425/"&gt;SPLICEDWIRE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more good reviews than bad and I like the actors so I think I might chance it. I will let you know if I have made a horrible mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112701469314227177?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112701469314227177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112701469314227177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112701469314227177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112701469314227177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-want-to-go-see-movie.html' title='I want to go see a movie....'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112689512987383071</id><published>2005-09-13T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:25:29.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Storage</title><content type='html'>I saw a sign at a U-Haul storage center in Gettysburg that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Free storage for thirty days for victims of Hurricane Katrina." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that is what they need, a place to store their hords of stuff all the way in Pennsylvania?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112689512987383071?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112689512987383071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112689512987383071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112689512987383071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112689512987383071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/free-storage.html' title='Free Storage'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112654737567201033</id><published>2005-09-12T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:49:35.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today on MSN</title><content type='html'>One of the options today on &lt;a href="http://www.msn.com/"&gt;MSN&lt;/a&gt; was "Parenting Tips for a Newborn".  Puts a whole new meaning to babies having babies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112654737567201033?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112654737567201033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112654737567201033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112654737567201033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112654737567201033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-on-msn.html' title='Today on MSN'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112649593580977217</id><published>2005-09-11T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:50:20.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like my blog</title><content type='html'>It is boring and I am nott very funny in print. (I don't think I am funny in person but I am told the opposite alot.) I have been reading other blogs and came up with some options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have a child, of course this would create a whole new set of problems&lt;br /&gt;2. Start typing in more swear words, again new set of problems, "Hi Grandma"&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a more fascinating life, hmmm, I think I saw one in the LL Bean catalog, of course I am too poor to buy a masterlock and cat food so a life might be a bit out of reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See again, not so much funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112649593580977217?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112649593580977217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112649593580977217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112649593580977217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112649593580977217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-like-my-blog.html' title='I don&apos;t like my blog'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112647736010214805</id><published>2005-09-11T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:22:40.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love this guys pictures, especially this &lt;a href="http://www.markhenspeter.com/index.php?showimage=118"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go study for Psychology.  I have my first test in the morning.  Wednesday and Friday we played PsychoJeopardy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was my first Math test and my first Speech speech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just a quickie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112647736010214805?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112647736010214805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112647736010214805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112647736010214805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112647736010214805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-this-guys-pictures-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112536706868922123</id><published>2005-09-07T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:20:01.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites</title><content type='html'>In my favorites file I have organized my links into subfiles, Movies, Things to Buy, Blogs, Schools. Some of them I visit everyday, some I add more links to as I do research on the web, when I have a school project I might start a new file with links for that project, Judaism, Coffee Beans, etc.&lt;br /&gt;My blog folder I visit daily but there are only a few blogs that I visit daily purely because I do not like to set myself up for any additional disappointment that I might feel if someone does not update daily (sorry if this is a way that I cause you additional disappointment).&lt;br /&gt;I visit Dooce daily because I do not like to get behind on her posts or pictures, Jason I visit daily because I love my brother and my nephew and I seek out any information that I can get as to the goings on of their daily life.&lt;br /&gt;There is a site that I visit regularly but for different reasons 1) I want to take my time and read all of the previous entries 2) because I keep hoping that there will be a new entry. &lt;a href="http://www.ballofdirt.com/journeys/3554.html"&gt;Ball of Dirt &lt;/a&gt;is a web site that hosts travel blogs, people post pictures and stories from fascinating places. The one that I visit is Trevor Stokol's journey called These ARE the Good Old Days. Trevor kept this journal during his trip to Asia and Africa. Trevor vanished from Mt. Everest during the last week of his eight month trip. His family has called off the search and has resolved themselves to the fact that he was most likely trapped in an avalanche.&lt;br /&gt;I try not to put discouraging or frightening images in my mind. I have learned that they do not ever leave and when you least expect it they will jump out and frighten you. I keep thinking about Trevor. I do not know him or his family but through this travel log you get to see pieces of a person who spent more of his 25 years on this earth living than most people who live to be 80 ever will. Somedays I think that is a sad unjustice and others I just pray that he is in a better place having an adventure that he never knew possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112536706868922123?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112536706868922123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112536706868922123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112536706868922123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112536706868922123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/favorites.html' title='Favorites'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112606624893950879</id><published>2005-09-07T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:10:48.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Blog Comments</title><content type='html'>I love when people comment.  I like feedback, moreover I like knowing someone is reading my blog.  I save all my comments, so I was excited to see new comments in my e-mail.  They all started by saying "Wow, great blog, I am going to bookmark this site.  Here is a site you might enjoy &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;save on carpet cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;".  So the compliment you then they bomb you with junk sites.  So I have instituted a little letter reader thing on my comments so that I cannot get blog comment spam.  There is a sentence I never thought I would type.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later blog comment spam haters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112606624893950879?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112606624893950879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112606624893950879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112606624893950879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112606624893950879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/evil-blog-comments.html' title='Evil Blog Comments'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112606116996804173</id><published>2005-09-06T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:51:10.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The $64,000 combination</title><content type='html'>I am poor. This is okay, I sacrificed having money so that I could go home to see my family. I only worked 3.78 hours the week I got back because school started so on Friday I only was paid for 3.78 hours. The truly sad part is that paycheck quadrupled the amount in my savings account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting chubby, well I have been progressively getting chubby over the last six years, slowly but steadily. One way to ward off future chubbiness and get rid of the existing chubbiness is to go to the YMCA and to eat healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was too poor to buy food so I ate ham and cheese sandwiches all weekend (not helping with the chubb).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to go to the YMCA I need to have a locker so that I can get ready at the YMCA because it is behind my school and I do not have the money to pay for the gas to go from the YMCA to my house and back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in order to have a locker I need a lock and I am too poor to buy a lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the way in the house I discovered a Master Lock sitting on the step. This lock must have been planted by an evil genius who knew the painstaking measures that I would go to in order to unlock the lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked on the internet (naturally) and found a Master Lock website. In order get the lock combo I have to:&lt;br /&gt;Print a form off the internet&lt;br /&gt;Fill out the form and have said form &lt;strong&gt;NOTARIZED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a copy of the back of the lock and mail all of this to the company&lt;br /&gt;Wait six weeks for the code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you freaking kidding me?!?!?!?!? Who does this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kept searching until &lt;strong&gt;BINGO&lt;/strong&gt; I found a site that teaches you how to narrow the number of combinations from 64,000 to 100.&lt;br /&gt;I follow all the steps.... Nothing&lt;br /&gt;I reread all the steps and follow.... Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have invested three hours in this so I have no choice but to take the lock and the stupid piece of paper to a notary so that I can send it into the company to get the combination so that I can refer back to the scribbles of paper and see if I was even close to that I can validate the last three hours by saying &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha Ha Ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I knew I almost had it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch I will get the combo and the stupid thing will be jammed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later OCD fans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112606116996804173?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112606116996804173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112606116996804173' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112606116996804173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112606116996804173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/64000-combination.html' title='The $64,000 combination'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112523555333462941</id><published>2005-09-06T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:34:02.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Website</title><content type='html'>"In the absence of strong, loving support from husbands, how do women cope?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on a website that I was passing through.  I have been holding on to it for a week hoping that I could come up with a clever reply.  I guess that because I do not have a strong loving husband I will be unable to.  Darn, I knew I was missing out on something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112523555333462941?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112523555333462941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112523555333462941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112523555333462941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112523555333462941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/09/website.html' title='Website'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112516332611218781</id><published>2005-08-27T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T13:22:06.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and today there is just one...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me...&lt;br /&gt;Alot has changed this year and a birthday is always a distinct milestone on which to reflect such changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last year I was working nights at Toy's R Us, this year the girls at Victoria's Secret gave me presents and a cake at our meeting and then sent me home to have the day off.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last year my mom and sister took me to a play and then we played in the rain, this year my sister is at school, my mom is running around with my grandma and the skies in PA are overcast.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last year my dad took me to lunch, this year he sent me a beautiful e-card. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It is hard to look at my life and not see the improvements that have been made.  I have chosen a major (at least for now), I am in school and doing well, I have a truck that is paid in full, I do not have to worry about the electricity or water getting shut off.  But I miss my family. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish my parents had raised me differently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when I cannot choose a career path I wish they had not told me I could be anything but instead had put limits on my potential&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when I miss my family so much that breathing is difficult I wish they had taught me that family is not important and can be replaced by co-workers that barely know you or by a well meaning man at the mall who sang Happy Birthday to someone other than me because he really didn't know me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when I wish that I had married Matt I think about my parents instilling in my the value of my self and the importance of marrying a man that saw that value&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today I will do homework and listen to the Happy Birthday message from Jason and David about 200 times, I will clean the house a little and then take myself to a movie.  I will be happy that I am here, that I am bettering myself, I will be thankful that my parents raised me to see the world around me and to know that I can go out and grab ahold of it and that someday things will not seem so out of reach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday to me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112516332611218781?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112516332611218781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112516332611218781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112516332611218781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112516332611218781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-today-there-is-just-one.html' title='and today there is just one...'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112476258612418210</id><published>2005-08-22T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:03:06.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were three...</title><content type='html'>Shawn left today:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started school though, I have five classes on Monday, then four on Wednesday and three on Friday.  I made it to all my classes with no problem and I already have homework in a few of them which is fine with me.  I need something to keep me busy as the house dwindles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112476258612418210?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112476258612418210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112476258612418210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112476258612418210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112476258612418210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-then-there-were-three.html' title='And then there were three...'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112466605895479066</id><published>2005-08-21T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T19:14:18.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were four.</title><content type='html'>Today we took Trisha to college. I originally worried about her being on her own but today I worried about Marla. Shawn, Kenny, Marla and I drove up in two cars and unloaded all of her belongings. Then we rearraigned the room about twenty times (thank goodness her roommates are not there yet). Kenny left for Conneticut and the four of us went to a volleyball picnic.&lt;br /&gt;Marla did remarkably well as we left the campus. Shawn and I just kept talking to her and trying not to look at her. We stopped at Cracker Barrel and ate cobbler.&lt;br /&gt;Now there are four of us living in the house, Shawn, Tanner, Marla and I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112466605895479066?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112466605895479066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112466605895479066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112466605895479066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112466605895479066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-then-there-were-four.html' title='And then there were four.'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112295339390201035</id><published>2005-08-01T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:29:53.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone</title><content type='html'>After 7+ years of having my bellybutton pierced and 5+ years of trying to put in a new ring, I finally got the old ring unhooked and the new one in!  Grandma Veda will be so proud since she was with me in NC when I bought it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112295339390201035?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112295339390201035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112295339390201035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112295339390201035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112295339390201035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/08/milestone.html' title='Milestone'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112286297829366120</id><published>2005-07-31T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:22:58.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogiversary</title><content type='html'>I missed my blogiversary.... but so did everyone else so I can truly see the kind of meaningful impact that my blog is having on everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112286297829366120?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112286297829366120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112286297829366120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112286297829366120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112286297829366120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/blogiversary.html' title='Blogiversary'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112282972604149812</id><published>2005-07-31T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T13:08:46.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><content type='html'>There are so many people that do not want to be the "norm".  They fight so hard to stay outside of the "norm" that it ends up defining them just the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112282972604149812?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112282972604149812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112282972604149812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112282972604149812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112282972604149812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112286266503514986</id><published>2005-07-27T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:19:52.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Hate Relationship.</title><content type='html'>I have a love hate relationship with the ocean. When we were in Ocean City I mostly hated the ocean. It is violent and smelly and makes the sand stick in places that sand should not stick. This past weekend, however, was a love weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, Krista and Adam, invited me to stay in Rehobeth Beach with Adam's grandparents for the weekend. His grandparents own a 1970's trailor in a beautiful community set on the ocean. When you are on their front porch it feels like you are in a forest and not at the ocean but a short golf cart ride to their 20 foot pontoon boat and it is all ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning we would get up and go out to the boat. On Friday we went crabbing and I caught several crabs using a chunk of chicken meat. Crabs frighten me a little but I was able to pull them in, net them and then watch from the other side of the boat as Adam's grandpa measured them and dropped them in the live well. In Ocean City I learned to eat a crab, a real crab not just the legs like you get at Red Lobster but the hole thing. There is a new joy in eating crab when you know that you have caught them and cooked them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went fishing, I caught two flouders but they were only about a foot each and they have to be 17.5 inches in order to keep them. Once again I was able to caste the line and real them in, then I watched as the boys measured them and threw them back in the water. In the afternoon we went clamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clamming does not require a boat. You simply walk into the water and scrap a rake along the ground, when you feel like you hit something you dig it up. I caught mostly rocks and shells but between the four of us we caught 48 clams. I tried to eat a clam but it was gross so I just saved the shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went fishing again, I mostly caught seaweed so we packed our bags and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting to see so many new things. I felt like a little kid everyday as someone would try to teach me something new. While I learned how to eat a crab it was clear that I was a Kansas girl trying to eat with East Coast people. My crab shells were pulverized when I was finished and my meals were more exhausting than nourishing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later fishy fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112286266503514986?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112286266503514986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112286266503514986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112286266503514986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112286266503514986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-hate-relationship.html' title='A Love Hate Relationship.'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112243578313145329</id><published>2005-07-26T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T00:07:30.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Skylar, Let's Go Out!</title><content type='html'>I so just caught wind of &lt;a href="http://www.datelance.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; from Dooce. I think that soon my family will resort to this in order to find me that "nice Christian boy" that they have been looking for (note &lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt; not me). Click on the "Request a Date" link and read the fine print at the bottom, I think that is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the Ocean in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just watched the video of the billboard review and I am thinking that there is a greater that average chance that Lance is a little light in the loafers. I am also betting that Provo is not a place that embraces lightness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112243578313145329?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112243578313145329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112243578313145329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112243578313145329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112243578313145329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-skylar-lets-go-out.html' title='I&apos;m Skylar, Let&apos;s Go Out!'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112147436296254917</id><published>2005-07-15T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T20:39:22.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean City, Maryland</title><content type='html'>Today we came home after a three day trip to Ocean City, Maryland. I am not good on vacation. Well I am not good on the way home from vacation. I am tired and sore from three nights on a sofa bed. I am cranky from three days in a hotel room with my family (who I love but seriously three days in one room!?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice view from our hotel room. We could see the ocean and up the strip to the ferris wheel at the end of the boardwalk. The balcony was just big enough to set a chair on for come afternoon reading. The problem with that is the beach looks so inviting that you are sucked into going down to the beach and then into the ocean. The beach part I am fine with its that ocean part that I am not fond of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit in a chair on the sand and read for days. I love listening to the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore. I like to watch the little kids build sand castles and then watch them wash away with the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to be in the water. I don't like to be covered in fishy smelling, salt infested, sand filled water that obviously needs an attitude adjustment cause it just kept throwing me around like a rag doll in the rinse cycle of a washing machine. Everyday though we would wake up and the sounds of the ocean would creep up to our room and erase the memory of the previous days misery and we would load up and head to the water once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evenings, however, we enjoyed a salt free, dry life. We ate at an you can eat crab shack were they served the full crab and not just the legs. I had to have the waitress give me a lesson on eating a crab. We also went to &lt;a href="http://www.coldstonecreamery.com/secondary/creation.asp"&gt;Cold Stone Creamery&lt;/a&gt; two out of the three nights. We walked up and down the boardwalk and took a ride on a giant ferris wheel at dusk. It was very romantic, which made being with my family a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyhooo, today we are back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112147436296254917?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112147436296254917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112147436296254917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112147436296254917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112147436296254917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/ocean-city-maryland.html' title='Ocean City, Maryland'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086956810813269</id><published>2005-07-08T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:39:28.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making up for lost posts.</title><content type='html'>I was going over my old posts because I have nothing to do and my blogaversary is fast approaching.  July 23, 2004 is when I posted my first blog about moving.  It has been nearly a year since I made the decision.  I think that some people should have their checks in the mail to me since I obviously won the "you won't make it three months" bet.  I have lived here nine months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was my brothers wedding anniversary and my mom I think watched David all weekend.  This weekend is when it occured to me what I want.  I want to have a house that my nephew can come over to and stay the weekend.  My brothers deserve to have a sister that can be there for them and there children (Cory this does not mean I want to see any babies from you anytime soon).  Now that I have determined what I want I have to determine how to get that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Feb or March I did a testing at school to assess what I should be when I grow up and it assessed that I should be an Actuary.  We have an Actuarial department at my old job.  They work with numbers and are very smart people.  At first I shunned the idea because I do not want to get a degree that will keep me in an office if the only reason that I am there is because I already know the work and am comfortable doing it.  But the more I think about it, I like money and math and numbers.  I like an office environment, supply cabinets, in boxes, climate control.  Maybe I would be a fool not to look into it.  Maybe I could go back to AmerUs and be over Elizabeth.  Awe sweet revenge is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any opinions are welcome here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086956810813269?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086956810813269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086956810813269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086956810813269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086956810813269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/making-up-for-lost-posts.html' title='Making up for lost posts.'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086842257182019</id><published>2005-07-08T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:20:22.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palm trees at Daytona.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086842257182019?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086842257182019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086842257182019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086842257182019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086842257182019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/palm-trees-at-daytona.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086836275548553</id><published>2005-07-08T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:19:22.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20046.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20046.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn went to high school with Calvin Hayes who now plays for the Cardinal's triple A team.  They were playing in Daytona when we went so we stayed to watch the game.  That's Calvin by the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086836275548553?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086836275548553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086836275548553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086836275548553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086836275548553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/shawn-went-to-high-school-with-calvin.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086827043688309</id><published>2005-07-08T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:17:50.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20037.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20037.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daytona Speedway&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086827043688309?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086827043688309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086827043688309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086827043688309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086827043688309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/daytona-speedway.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086820125537001</id><published>2005-07-08T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:16:41.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Two%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daytona Beach&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086820125537001?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086820125537001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086820125537001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086820125537001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086820125537001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/daytona-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086809583382973</id><published>2005-07-08T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:14:55.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20069.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20069.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shamu show&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086809583382973?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086809583382973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086809583382973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086809583382973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086809583382973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/shamu-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086800033481667</id><published>2005-07-08T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:13:20.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20049.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20049.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is just for Jason&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086800033481667?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086800033481667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086800033481667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086800033481667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086800033481667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-one-is-just-for-jason.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086796752826442</id><published>2005-07-08T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:12:47.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20037.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20037.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man being pushed underwater by dolphin&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086796752826442?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086796752826442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086796752826442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086796752826442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086796752826442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/man-being-pushed-underwater-by-dolphin.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086785695444542</id><published>2005-07-08T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:10:56.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20006.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Three%20006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanner petting a sting ray at Sea World&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086785695444542?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086785695444542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086785695444542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086785695444542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086785695444542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/tanner-petting-sting-ray-at-sea-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086779073101856</id><published>2005-07-08T20:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:09:50.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20055.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20055.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boardwalk outside Universal&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086779073101856?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086779073101856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086779073101856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086779073101856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086779073101856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/boardwalk-outside-universal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086775338106628</id><published>2005-07-08T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:09:13.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20051.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20051.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset over the fake New York skyline at Universal&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086775338106628?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086775338106628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086775338106628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086775338106628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086775338106628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/sunset-over-fake-new-york-skyline-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086771507072353</id><published>2005-07-08T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:08:35.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20043.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20043.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, holding up ET&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086771507072353?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086771507072353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086771507072353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086771507072353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086771507072353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/me-holding-up-et.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086763102782226</id><published>2005-07-08T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:07:11.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marla and Janelle on top of the bar celebrating their birthday's at Hard Rock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086763102782226?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086763102782226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086763102782226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086763102782226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086763102782226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/marla-and-janelle-on-top-of-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086758325966028</id><published>2005-07-08T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:06:23.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20018.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Trisha%20-%20Day%20Five%20018.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universal Park, nice place and it wasn't crowded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086758325966028?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086758325966028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086758325966028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086758325966028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086758325966028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/universal-park-nice-place-and-it-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086747715614098</id><published>2005-07-08T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:04:37.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/trisha%20day%206%20076.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/trisha%20day%206%20076.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Incredible himself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086747715614098?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086747715614098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086747715614098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086747715614098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086747715614098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086737236463762</id><published>2005-07-08T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:02:52.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/trisha%20day%206%20035.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/trisha%20day%206%20035.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanner, Janelle, Trisha, Shawn and I at Honey I Shrunk the Kinds in MGM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086737236463762?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086737236463762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086737236463762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086737236463762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086737236463762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/tanner-janelle-trisha-shawn-and-i-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-112086714347444331</id><published>2005-07-08T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T19:59:03.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I hate when people don't post regularly, now I have become what I hate.  Summer is speeding by.  I am now only working at Victoria's Secret but I was just hired at Hershey Park.  I get free access to the park and it will help with the money situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back from Florida and went back to our hectic disheveled lives.  I have rarely seen Tanner and Kenny just got home last night for the first time since Florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday we are headed to Ocean City, Maryland for three days.  Kenny has a conference and we will be tagging along for the free room at the beach front hotel.  In a couple of weeks I will be headed to Delaware to spend a few days clamming at the beach with Krista and Adam.  Then in August I am coming home!!!!!  I can not wait to hear David say my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Shawn, Kenny and I are going to see War of the Worlds.  So I will post a review shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start school on August 22nd and I turn 26 on the 27th.  I was awarded $2,700 in grants and $960 in scholarships for school so that will help with the 15 hours this semester and the 18 next plus summer school.  I want to be a juniorthis time next year so that I can move away from HACC and into a different school.  I have not decided where.  I miss my family.  I think I may be ready to come home, or I am in need of a Kansas fix, either way two weeks should help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well more from the movies later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-112086714347444331?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/112086714347444331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=112086714347444331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086714347444331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/112086714347444331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111944286782465488</id><published>2005-06-22T08:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T08:21:07.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28413980@N00/20817249/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/20817249_ef2dd6651f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28413980@N00/20817249/"&gt;The Family&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/28413980@N00/"&gt;FeelinFroggy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111944286782465488?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111944286782465488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111944286782465488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111944286782465488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111944286782465488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/06/family.html' title='The Family'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111927126410305631</id><published>2005-06-20T08:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:41:04.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking Out</title><content type='html'>We are in the final stages of checking out of our hotel and beginning our journey home.  My journey is a solo one and after a week with the family I am not sure that I am too upset anout that prospect.  My vacation reaches an screeching halt today because I have to work as soon as I get back in town.  Tomorrow is the Semi Annual Sale and I have to help set up.  I promise to do a full Florida edition of the blogger as soon as I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111927126410305631?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111927126410305631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111927126410305631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111927126410305631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111927126410305631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/06/checking-out.html' title='Checking Out'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111694424965722395</id><published>2005-05-22T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T10:17:29.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude IKEA Rocks!</title><content type='html'>Today we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/IkeaNearYouView?storeId=12&amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;catalogId=10101&amp;StoreName=conshohocken"&gt;IKEA&lt;/a&gt; store in Philly.  I am sad to say that this is the first time that I have been to Philly since I moved here.  Anywho... IKEA rocks!!!  We parked in the parking garage and went inside and ate lunch, Swedish Meatballs, then we spent two hours walking around looking at all of the cool stuff.  They have a floor that is all showcases so that you can see how the rooms would look put together.  I would show pictures but Trisha left her camera in the car.  My next apartment will definetly be decorated by IKEA!!&lt;br /&gt;After IKEA we went to &lt;a href="http://www.kingofprussiamall.com/"&gt;King of Prussia Mall&lt;/a&gt; which is supposed to be the second largest mall.  That was also very nice.  I bought salsa from &lt;a href="http://www.harryanddavid.com/"&gt;Harry and David&lt;/a&gt; and looked around &lt;a href="http://www.katespade.com/home/index.jsp"&gt;Kate Spade&lt;/a&gt;.  We spent and hour and a half and only made it part way through one building.  I think you could spend a weekend on the grounds and still not see everything.  Maybe someday we will try. &lt;br /&gt;I am writing this blog in hopes that it will temp my family to come see me.  Philly is an hour away, Baltimore is two hours and New York is three.  No pressure just a thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111694424965722395?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111694424965722395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111694424965722395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111694424965722395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111694424965722395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/05/dude-ikea-rocks.html' title='Dude IKEA Rocks!'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111664525877121268</id><published>2005-05-20T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:14:18.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Prom%20Pictures%20015.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Prom%20Pictures%20015.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn and Trisha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111664525877121268?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111664525877121268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111664525877121268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111664525877121268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111664525877121268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/05/shawn-and-trisha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111664521875869620</id><published>2005-05-20T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:13:38.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/640/Prom%20Pictures%20007.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/158/3452/320/Prom%20Pictures%20007.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she lovely!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111664521875869620?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111664521875869620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111664521875869620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111664521875869620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111664521875869620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/05/isnt-she-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111633551975952979</id><published>2005-05-17T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T09:11:59.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WahHoo</title><content type='html'>Class grades are in and I got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math                     A&lt;br /&gt;Spanish                 B&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Comp        B&lt;br /&gt;Comp Religion    C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not thrilled about Spanish and Freshman Comp but I am thrilled about religion.... that class was HORRIBLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm done and I did good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111633551975952979?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111633551975952979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111633551975952979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111633551975952979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111633551975952979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/05/wahhoo.html' title='WahHoo'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111572672338242181</id><published>2005-05-10T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T08:05:23.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenny and Renee sittin in a tree</title><content type='html'>M A R R Y I N G... oh wait that's not how the song goes.  Country hottie Kenny Chesney and Renee Zellweger got married.  They met in January, they are celebrities, she was dating a White Stripe, he is country... yeah I think this marriage is a sure fire hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other more disturbing news, I was up at 7:00 this morning so that I could run before work... maybe this is all a bad dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111572672338242181?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111572672338242181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111572672338242181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111572672338242181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111572672338242181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/05/kenny-and-renee-sittin-in-tree.html' title='Kenny and Renee sittin in a tree'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111552334178496013</id><published>2005-05-07T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:36:40.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt; to all the mothers in my life. One day hardly seems enough to show graditude and neither will this entry but I will give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Tracey, Val and Abbie who are beautiful, strong and brave women that have taken on the sometimes daunting task of raising twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jaime who is taking care of my beautiful nephew. Thank you the gift of David and for always sharing him with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Grandmothers who always do a lot more for me than grandmothers are required to do and who also have stood behind me and supported me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Aunts who make each day a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all to my mommie. I miss you. I am sorry that I will not be with you in person for Mother's Day. I am sorry that your package will not get to you on time. I love you and I am so proud to be your daughter, everyday. Thank you for giving me the strength and the courage to be on this journey. Thank you for always being my sounding board even when I didn't like what I heard. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My life simply would not be, without you&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you for giving me my life and for letting me live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111552334178496013?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111552334178496013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111552334178496013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111552334178496013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111552334178496013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mothers-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111489581684394907</id><published>2005-04-30T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T17:16:56.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Happy 77th Birthday Grandpa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111489581684394907?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111489581684394907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111489581684394907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111489581684394907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111489581684394907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111456643478183439</id><published>2005-04-26T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:47:14.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The torch has been passed.</title><content type='html'>Since I was a little girl I have the most vivid memories of my Aunt Marla's coupon box.  This is not your traditional coupon box.  The box is approximately 8x8x3 and it has it's own denim bag.  Inside the box are tabbed dividers that range from "cheese and dairy" to "cat food and litter".  The coupon box sits in the child safety seat and as Marla walks the isle's she pulls coupons for the products that she buys and she lays the coupons in the lid of the box.  Sometimes she will find a stack of abandoned coupons sitting on a shelf and she will let out a joyful noise as she picks up the coupons and thumbs through them on her way down the isle. &lt;br /&gt;The coupons are, at times, more important than the children.  Each of her three children can remember a time when the coupon box was spilled and child abuse was contemplated.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother feeds this disease by sending her coupons.  When I came back from Kansas I brought a large manilla envelope with coupons back for Marla. &lt;br /&gt;While this disease is funny to tease her about, we all benefit from it.  She will buy things in bulk if she gets a really good deal and the boys will receive care packages full of goodies.  This week it was Nabisco snack packs at $.50 a box!!  Her receipts are generall no shorter than two feet and the amount that she saves is almost always double what she spends.  She is truly dedicated to her calling as a coupon clipper.&lt;br /&gt;Today marks a proud moment in the Trosper family.  Shawn, AKA Baby Precious, just called to tell Marla that he spent $12.42 at Kroger and that he saved $10.51.  The tradition is being passed on.  Someday when Marla is no longer able to lift the coupon box into the child safety seat of the shopping cart, we will all take comfort knowing that Shawn has been training to take over the reigns. &lt;br /&gt;Later bargain shoppers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111456643478183439?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111456643478183439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111456643478183439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111456643478183439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111456643478183439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/04/torch-has-been-passed.html' title='The torch has been passed.'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111413378294397580</id><published>2005-04-21T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T21:36:22.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate my religion teacher!</title><content type='html'>This is a post about my religion teacher. I am not fond of his teaching method. At the beginning of class we were given a syllabus, on that syllabus was a term paper, a five page minimum term paper. ALL SEMESTER we have been saying, "Mr. Teacher what about the term paper? What do you want on the term paper?" and ALL SEMESTER he has said. "Oh yeah I will talk to you about that." Today we asked again and he said, "What, I didn't talk to you about that already? I'm sorry I would have talked to you about that five or six weeks ago. Well, the due date has been moved from May 5th to May 3rd...." So I have a week and a half to write a FIVE PAGE term paper. It is not a normal week and a half, oh no, it is the last week and a half of school. I have a Spanish test, a Math test, an English paper, a Spanish final, a Math final, a Religion final AND a FIVE PAGE research paper due. Plus I have to find time to eat, sleep, manage a coffee bar, bring bras to the masses.... oh yeah and breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to college!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111413378294397580?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111413378294397580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111413378294397580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111413378294397580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111413378294397580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-my-religion-teacher.html' title='I hate my religion teacher!'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111379132845653555</id><published>2005-04-17T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:56:25.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Review</title><content type='html'>Before I went to Kansas I saw Phantom of the Opera at &lt;a href="http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2004/11/shall-we-dance.html"&gt;Allen Theatre&lt;/a&gt;. It was a good movie not great but good. I will stand high on my soap box and say that the actor's did not seem to have a grasp on the raw emotion that the Phantom of the Opera needs to be. The male leads did not have the voices to carry their parts and the people in the row behind me kept kicking my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the movie though, the manager said that they would be showing all of the movies that were nominated for Best Picture at the Oscar's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aviator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2004/11/find-neverland-soon.html"&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray&lt;br /&gt;Sideways, and the winner&lt;br /&gt;Million Dollar Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of these I have seen &lt;a href="http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2004/11/find-neverland-soon.html"&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;/a&gt; and Ray. Last night Krista and Adam rented Sideways. That was a horrible movie. I like Sandra Oh and Virginia Madsen but that did not redeem the movie. I can't even formulate my thoughts on this movie to tell you why I hated it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, however, Pernille and I went to see Million Dollar Baby. Wow, Hilary Swank has an amazing ability to choose and play only the best roles (if we try not to hold Karate Kid 4 against her). This movie had the perfect mixture of suspense, humor, emotion and amazing acting. Just when you had no idea what was going to happen next they threw in an option you couldn't have even fathomed. Then on top of all that they threw in Morgan Freeman as the narrator and guy that got to gut check Clint Eastwood. Walk, no run to your movie theatre or Blockbuster and get this movie!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111379132845653555?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111379132845653555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111379132845653555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111379132845653555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111379132845653555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/04/oscar-review.html' title='Oscar Review'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7719964.post-111292679739514634</id><published>2005-04-07T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T22:19:57.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrr</title><content type='html'>Life is a little too hectic.  I will &lt;a href="http://david-jaime-jason.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-bet-shell-say-it-knocked-her-sox-off.html"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; and post a review shortly.  If I ever have another weekend where I do not work THE ENTIRE WEEKEND.  I cannot do many more twelve hour Saturday's at the mall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7719964-111292679739514634?l=movinonuporover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/feeds/111292679739514634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7719964&amp;postID=111292679739514634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111292679739514634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7719964/posts/default/111292679739514634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movinonuporover.blogspot.com/2005/04/grrrrrr.html' title='Grrrrrr'/><author><name>Mrs Brooke Estes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12739019637061983879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
