<?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-114016826640284613</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:00:41.132-05:00</updated><category term='parenthood'/><category term='anybody out there.....'/><category term='sigh..........'/><title type='text'>Fly Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Where the skies are friendly!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114016826640284613.post-1865844377407965599</id><published>2007-05-08T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:46:11.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Improvement Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RkEnRXa-ItI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dzLurODfhwI/s1600-h/Home+Improvement+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RkEnRXa-ItI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dzLurODfhwI/s400/Home+Improvement+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062370635439547090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RkEm7na-IsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3iI_sWA7SZU/s1600-h/Home+Improvement+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RkEm7na-IsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3iI_sWA7SZU/s400/Home+Improvement+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062370261777392322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RkEmlna-IrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QGbvsHvw8tw/s1600-h/Home+Improvement+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RkEmlna-IrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QGbvsHvw8tw/s400/Home+Improvement+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062369883820270258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gutted our master bath, we found a leak and was just going to fix that and decided to gut it all and start anew.  Hard work but exciting!  Updates will be posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-1865844377407965599?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1865844377407965599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=1865844377407965599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/1865844377407965599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/1865844377407965599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/home-improvement-update.html' title='Home Improvement Update'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RkEnRXa-ItI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dzLurODfhwI/s72-c/Home+Improvement+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114016826640284613.post-3196703424403029110</id><published>2007-05-08T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:33:04.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawannee River Trip</title><content type='html'>My hubby and I went for 4 days to the Sawannee River for our 3 year anniversary.  We finally had a chance to get away, since we got married.  We loved it!!  We rented a cabin/house, which had a canoe and kayak, from a very nice elderly couple who are retired.  We fished everyday, and grilled-out every night.  We were able to see the beautiful springs nearby, about 3 out of 600 springs in all of Florida.  Eventually we would like to by land there, preferably before it gets expensive like oceanfront property.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-3196703424403029110?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3196703424403029110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=3196703424403029110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/3196703424403029110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/3196703424403029110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/sawannee-river-trip_08.html' title='Sawannee River Trip'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-6227105655281711230</id><published>2007-05-02T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T21:12:09.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawannee River Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376159156078&amp;amp;site=widget-6e.slide.com" style="width:350px;height:262px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:350px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=288230376159156078&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p1/288230376159156078/bl_t024_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=288230376159156078&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p2/288230376159156078/bl_t024_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-6227105655281711230?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6227105655281711230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=6227105655281711230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/6227105655281711230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/6227105655281711230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/sawannee-river-trip.html' title='Sawannee River Trip'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4504306837754285589</id><published>2007-02-22T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T09:48:02.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Improvement</title><content type='html'>Well, we are finally doing some home improvement.  I am so excited, because it is long overdue, life happens ya know.  We went to Home Depot and bought all new lights and fans, next it will be doors and knobs, and eventually we will get all the big stuff started; new tile, redo the bathrooms, etc.  We just paid for all new appliances, and I think we are going to do some painting to.  We already painted the whole house but we change the colors of some rooms.  Anyway, I am really excited because, you know how it is, you want everything to fit your taste.  But the most important is boosting that property value right on up there!!  I will keep updates going on the progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-4504306837754285589?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4504306837754285589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=4504306837754285589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4504306837754285589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4504306837754285589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/home-improvement.html' title='Home Improvement'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4173308266122418414</id><published>2007-02-21T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T08:55:56.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RdxPYckXeFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CIuOzIDJF5k/s1600-h/2007+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RdxPYckXeFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CIuOzIDJF5k/s400/2007+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033985764897552466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-4173308266122418414?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4173308266122418414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=4173308266122418414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4173308266122418414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4173308266122418414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJ3tSlueAxI/RdxPYckXeFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CIuOzIDJF5k/s72-c/2007+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114016826640284613.post-7374931869659974416</id><published>2007-02-21T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T08:50:04.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inevitable Life Experiences</title><content type='html'>I am on a roll with this morning, ha!  I was telling my mom this morning about how she is the best mom and how much I appreciate her.  I told her she is a good person and has a big heart.  It got me thinking about how I have changed in some ways.  Remember being innocent and giving without restrictions, because that was what came from your heart, and it was rewarding.  Now it's so different.  I am not saying we are all like that, but for me it has all changed over the years, and I know it has to do with my life experiences.  But I feel so jaded and tarnished, sometimes I hate that about myself, because I never used to be so negative about certain things.  I guess if you live it hard you see it hard.  But maybe it just has to do with today's society and the way of the world, you always have to watch your back on EVERYTHING!  People are, alot of times, out for themselves.  I always think that way and therefore get on the defensive in my thoughts.  I have to catch myself alot, before my thoughts go into words.  Then I look at my husband and how he gives no matter what, without any restrictions, he doesn't automatically think that he's getting "screwed", and if he does then he learns from it and moves on, but he doesn't automatically apply the situation to everyone or everthing.  I know it's not the best way to be, and I am still a giving person, I just have those negative thoughts behind things that I wish sometimes I didn't have.  I look at my children and see how innocent they are and I love it.  I'd rather watch their cartoons because they bring me back to the positive things that I have long forgotten. I do however, remember that's not the way God wants us to be so that's what keeps me in check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-7374931869659974416?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7374931869659974416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=7374931869659974416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/7374931869659974416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/7374931869659974416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/inevitable-life-experiences.html' title='Inevitable Life Experiences'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4153832738202522263</id><published>2007-02-21T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T08:23:00.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manners</title><content type='html'>Let me tell ya'll what happened the other day, the cutest thing.  My little twins kept saying appoo (which means apple), I said "what do we say?", and they replied, "PLEASE!" in a chorus.  I was so amazed and proud that my little girls caught on to good manners.  I clapped and thanked them for being so polite.  Then this morning, my oldest replied with, "yes maam".  I am just so proud.  I guess those are the little rewards of being a good parent.  I am very strict about good manners, because of the way I was raised and just coming in contact with so many ill-mannered children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-4153832738202522263?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4153832738202522263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=4153832738202522263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4153832738202522263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4153832738202522263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/manners.html' title='Manners'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-691885568360133550</id><published>2007-02-21T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T06:39:20.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and Funny Ones</title><content type='html'>"I am not available right now, but thank you for caring enough to call.   &lt;br /&gt;I am making some changes in my life. Please leave a message after the beep.  If I do not return your call, you are one of the changes." &lt;br /&gt;  ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;At pilot's training back in the Air Corps they taught us, "Always try to keep the number of landings you make equal to the number of take offs you make." &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Aspire to inspire before you expire.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I had words, but I didn't get to use mine. &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;As my five year old son and I were headed to McDonald's one day, we passed a car accident. Usually when we see something terrible like that, we say a prayer for those who might be hurt, so I pointed and said to my son, "We should pray."  From the back seat I heard his earnest request:&lt;br /&gt;"Please, God, don't let those cars block the entrance to McDonald's." &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Frustration is trying to find your glasses without your glasses.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who can give without remembering&lt;br /&gt; and &lt;br /&gt;take without forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;The irony of life is that, by the time you're old enough to know your way around, you're not going anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;God made man before woman so as to give him time to think of an answer for her first question. &lt;br /&gt;  ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt; I was always taught to respect my elders, &lt;br /&gt;but it keeps getting harder to find one.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Every morning is the dawn of a new error...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-691885568360133550?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/691885568360133550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=691885568360133550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/691885568360133550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/691885568360133550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/short-and-funny-ones.html' title='Short and Funny Ones'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4588086103221666526</id><published>2007-02-21T06:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T06:29:39.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Explains It</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we wonder, "What did I do to deserve this?" or "Why did God  do this to me?" Here is a wonderful explanation! &lt;br /&gt;A daughter is telling her mother how everything is going wrong. &lt;br /&gt;She's failing algebra, her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend is moving away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if she would like a snack, and the daughter says, "Absolutely Mom, I love your cake". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, have some cooking oil," her Mother offers. "Yuck" says her daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about a couple of raw eggs?" "Gross, Mom!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?" "Mom, those are all yucky!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the mother replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they  make a wonderfully delicious cake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works the same way. Many times we wonder why He would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will make something wonderful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is crazy about you. He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He can live anywhere in the universe, and He chose your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-4588086103221666526?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4588086103221666526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=4588086103221666526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4588086103221666526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4588086103221666526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-explains-it.html' title='This Explains It'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-8488197139385142029</id><published>2007-02-19T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:16:11.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Ass</title><content type='html'>DesertSongbird is so funny with her picture of the ass.  It looks like my husband's!!  And for those of you that haven't seen it, check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-8488197139385142029?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8488197139385142029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=8488197139385142029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/8488197139385142029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/8488197139385142029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/nice-ass.html' title='Nice Ass'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-8045853103225757575</id><published>2007-02-19T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:08:03.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah</title><content type='html'>I got to thinking about my time, so far, as a mom, and it's definetely been up and down.  It all started with looking at a picture of when I brought my oldest home from the hospital.  I thought about how blissfull it was, the pregnancy, labor and delivery, bringing her home.  I remember mourning my pregnancy and how I wanted to be pregnant again.  Then I found out I was pregnant when she was 3 months old, I was elated.  The pregnancy was definetly the opposite from the first, and for good reason because we found out that there were two in there!!  What this all boils down to is that I had postpartem depression really bad.  I know it started the day that I found out I was pregnant with twins, because I remember a surreal feeling and then it set in, I got scared.  That fear eventually brought me to being depressed, because when I think about it after the fact, I don't remember bliss at all.  I feel so guilty that my little twins did not have what my oldest had and I know that I have to get rid of that guilt because that's just the way it was.  I just think about that time of my life and I remember misery.  The babies did not sleep at night, but slept all day, I was recovering from a c-section and in pain, I had a toddler who was all over the place, and my husband was at work 13 hours a day to make the money.  God pulled me through even though I felt hopeless and afraid.  I feel like I am finally where I need to be in a positive sense, I still have my days, but I know what triggers my depression.  I had an epiphany about all this here recently, because I never took the time to digest it before, even though I had help, I am finally at a better state of mind to take it in.  I know that everyday, I make a conscious effort to be a better mother, wife and person.  I do slide back at times, but I am also learning not to feel so guilty about it.  I love my little girls with all of my heart, and they are so precious, and God blessed us with them. My depression brought to where I was thinking about how bad of a mother I was and my girls would be better off without a shitty mom.  But, I am a great mom, and mainly because I try everyday!!  I know you mothers out there know exactly what I am talking about, because I know I am not alone on all of this.  Especially, where we love being a woman, because we get the beautiful experience of carrying the child and giving birth.  With all due respect to the men, we couldn't do without ya, but we get the better end of the deal.  Anyway, I had all this on my mind and my heart and just wanted to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-8045853103225757575?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8045853103225757575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=8045853103225757575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/8045853103225757575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/8045853103225757575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah Blah'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4418054160768813451</id><published>2007-02-19T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:45:56.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Sign In</title><content type='html'>I really haven't had any time to play on my blog.  I kinda missed it!  I have been working alot, trying to make a fat paycheck for a change.  Momma hasn't been making any money LOL, but I love my job, and the company I work for is phenomenal (? spellcheck). Because we made such a good profit, the company sent every single employee $150.00 on Valentines Day, and told us that we were the best employees a company could ever have, now how are them apples!!  hehehe!  It's kinda like when Natale Maines got up during the Grammy's and did her little laugh, as if to say, "eat my dust!"  It's funny because we are always the airline that "every other" airline makes fun of, but we are laughing all the way to the bank!!  Sorry all, I am just proud.  Anyhoo, life doesn't get better than this, some people don't ever like their job, I guess that's why some people are so angry in life, it's kind of sad.  Crap!  I get these brain farts, and I can't think of what to write, and it has only gotten worse since I've had kids.  I was always told that I would become forgetfull, and for my, sometimes, feeble-minded brain, it doesn't take much.  hehehe, I just had to crack on myself a little.  My husband is over here like, "(sigh) still on blogosphere?", it's kind of cute.  Oh, but my husband is so cute, hehehe!  Well, better get off here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-4418054160768813451?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4418054160768813451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=4418054160768813451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4418054160768813451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4418054160768813451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-to-sign-in.html' title='Time To Sign In'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-2565941381359447035</id><published>2007-02-07T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:04:06.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh, where does the time go</title><content type='html'>It is just unbelievable how the days just fly by!  Just a few hours ago I was getting up to start the day, now I am about to end the day.  Yet I still have two loads of laundry to fold, a load in the drier.  And ya know what, it only goes by faster.  Amazing!  My kids are all going to be in preschool next year, and I will be going on 10 years with the airline I'm with.  The one thing that is so beautiful about the whole thing is that my priorities are where they should be, and I really do slow down to smell the roses.  The older you get, the more ya DON'T want to be in the rat race of our fast society.  I LOVE the simple life!  Well, I am about to lay down next to my husband, and saw logs, zzzzzzz  &lt;br /&gt;Peace out! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-2565941381359447035?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2565941381359447035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=2565941381359447035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/2565941381359447035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/2565941381359447035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/sigh-where-does-time-go.html' title='Sigh, where does the time go'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-1541797327150282479</id><published>2007-02-07T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T15:03:12.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goody Swap</title><content type='html'>Sorry all, but I have been out of commission due to everyone in my family being sick, including me.  I am going to be late sending my little gift, but the person I am sending it to is in India, and I can't seem to get a hold of her to get her address.  I just got a message from mine, so I am not sure if I go on the next person.  Someone help!!  I don't want to put a gliche in the system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-1541797327150282479?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1541797327150282479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=1541797327150282479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/1541797327150282479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/1541797327150282479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/goody-swap.html' title='Goody Swap'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-991974350598558652</id><published>2007-01-26T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:58:35.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>See ya monday</title><content type='html'>By the way, if ya'll don't hear from me this weekend, I have to work, and I will be back Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-991974350598558652?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/991974350598558652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=991974350598558652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/991974350598558652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/991974350598558652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/see-ya-monday.html' title='See ya monday'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-8281162450199405295</id><published>2007-01-26T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:56:59.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevermind</title><content type='html'>I figured it out!  It wasn't hard so now I feel like an idiot.  But look at #1 on Thirteen Things..., I forwarned ya'll. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-8281162450199405295?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8281162450199405295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=8281162450199405295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/8281162450199405295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/8281162450199405295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/nevermind.html' title='Nevermind'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-3459780966869191507</id><published>2007-01-26T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:22:58.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPS</title><content type='html'>I think I totally screwed up that Valentines Day swap.  I don't have the names at the bottom of my list AND I don't know who my little secret valentine is, help!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-3459780966869191507?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3459780966869191507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=3459780966869191507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/3459780966869191507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/3459780966869191507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/oops.html' title='OOPS'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-7948806092390768262</id><published>2007-01-25T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T12:27:54.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteen300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #ffffff; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Things about &lt;strong&gt;Fly Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. I can be a definite ding bat, although I like to PLAY dumb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. I get bored easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. I can be the most generous person, but the most selfish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4. I don't like people on the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5. I stress out alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;6. I am a Criminal Justice major. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7. I have lived on my own since I was 17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;8. I worked two jobs to pay my way through college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;9. I have know tolerance for weak, unmotivated people, even though we all have our weaknesses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10. I climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro, in Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;11. I am very hard on myself, which can be good and bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;12. I love God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;13. Sometimes I bitch alot, but I really love my life and wouldn't change ANY of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mary&lt;br /&gt;2. Christina&lt;br /&gt;3. Fence&lt;br /&gt;4. Busy &lt;br /&gt;5. Brad&lt;br /&gt;6. Amy the Black&lt;br /&gt;7. Shelley&lt;br /&gt;8. Sanni &lt;br /&gt;9. Alasandra&lt;br /&gt;10. Kaze&lt;br /&gt;11. Fly Girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-7948806092390768262?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7948806092390768262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=7948806092390768262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/7948806092390768262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/7948806092390768262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/thirteen-things-about-fly-girl-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-346282398964239413</id><published>2007-01-25T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T11:43:42.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day Goody Swap</title><content type='html'>I remember a time when I used to get candy, flowers, a beautiful card and a nice romantic dinner on Valentine’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s a school made card from Girlie Girl and take out from Big City Diner. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. I love my special made card and Big City Diner has the best guava baby back ribs in the world! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;This year I thought I’d like to do something fun and hopefully you’ll all join me. How about a Valentine’s Day Goody Swap? I was going to make it a candy swap but thought I’d broaden the options.&lt;br /&gt;Here’s how it works:&lt;br /&gt;If you’d like to participate, just add your link to the Mr. Linky below. You have until January 31st to sign-up.&lt;br /&gt;You will be sending your package to the person next in line. For example, I will sign up first and send my package to the 2nd person who signs up, the 2nd person will send to the 3rd, and so on. The last person will send a package to me. Got it?&lt;br /&gt;In order to try and get to know each other better, I have posted a questionnaire in hopes we learn a little more about you. You can post your answers on your blog or in comments.&lt;br /&gt;It is your responsibility to contact your recepient to obtain their mailing address. Use this opportunity to meet a new blogger and possibly make a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;Beginning February 1st, you may start mailing out your goody packages. Please try to get them to their receivers before February 14th.&lt;br /&gt;You should try to spend somewhere between $8 - $10, not including shipping charges.&lt;br /&gt;As an added incentive, the person who refers the most people to join this event will receive a box of chocolate covered macadamia nut shortbread cookies from me. Make sure they mention your name!&lt;br /&gt;Once you’ve received your goodies, don’t forget to take pictures so we can all see what you got!&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;Questionnaire:&lt;br /&gt;What is your idea of a romantic Valentine’s Day? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unique, something that took a lot of thought, I want to see how important I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, what is your Valentine’s Day really like? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;last minute presents, and if we're lucky going out to dinner by ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have a lifetime supply of your favorite sweet indulgence, what would it be? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DARK CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any sweet treat you absolutely do not like? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can't think of any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fell into a pool of chocolate, how would you get out? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd set up camp!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-346282398964239413?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/346282398964239413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=346282398964239413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/346282398964239413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/346282398964239413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/valentines-day-goody-swap.html' title='Valentines Day Goody Swap'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4940308054115083970</id><published>2007-01-25T11:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T11:23:32.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Men Bashing</title><content type='html'>What's up with this? Men are such babies when they are sick, ya know. I love mine with all my heart but good lord, sometimes I want to kick him. Mine was sick for a couple of days, and first I babied him, but then when he was just plain cranky, then I was like screw this! Ya know when women get sick we have to keep on plugging no matter what. ( But that's why it's really a woman's world, and we are the stronger sex) LOL. Little feminism going on here, bear with me. That's why when good ol' Aunt Flow comes to visit, I have no responsibility for my behavior ;) Just thought I'd vent before I really go and kick my man LOL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-4940308054115083970?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4940308054115083970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=4940308054115083970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4940308054115083970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4940308054115083970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/little-men-bashing_25.html' title='A Little Men Bashing'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-982924853468014270</id><published>2007-01-23T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:53:55.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' Johnny says it all!!</title><content type='html'>Lil' Johnny goes to his dad and asks, "What is politics?" Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way. I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me Capitalism. Mommy is the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the Government. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you The People. The nanny, well, consider her The Working Class. Your baby brother, we'll call him The Future. Now go think about this and see if it makes sense."&lt;br /&gt;So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying and runs to his room only to find that his diapers are very soiled. So the little boy goes to his parents' room. Mom is sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he looks through the peephole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand what politics is now."&lt;br /&gt;"Good son, tell me in your own words then what politics are."&lt;br /&gt;The little boy replies, "Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-982924853468014270?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/982924853468014270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=982924853468014270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/982924853468014270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/982924853468014270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-ol-johnny-says-it-all.html' title='Good ol&apos; Johnny says it all!!'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-5547719990231375918</id><published>2007-01-23T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T14:53:19.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenthood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh..........'/><title type='text'>My little kiddos</title><content type='html'>I have 3 little tots. A 2 1/2 yr old and 17 month old twins. They are all over the place, I can't turn my head for a second! All girls to. I guess everything I dished out to my mom, I WILL get it back, it's inevitable now! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They climb on EVERYTHING! And if they can't reach something, they find a way. Sometimes it's funny and sometimes it is so aggravating. What's so funy is they have more toys than they know what to do with and they still fight over toys, ha! "It's Mine!!" That chimes all day long. Oh well, the fun days are here and I had better enjoy it, because they are already growing so fast, I don't even want to think how fast 10 years will go. Anyhoo, thought I'd share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-5547719990231375918?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5547719990231375918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=5547719990231375918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/5547719990231375918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/5547719990231375918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-little-kiddos.html' title='My little kiddos'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4944760469309673627</id><published>2007-01-23T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T11:32:01.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anybody out there.....'/><title type='text'>What a Day</title><content type='html'>Ya know some days just suck! I guess I am really using my blog by venting. But today is just one of those days, where everything is just getting on my nerves. The kids are driving me crazy! Any other woman would understand what I am saying, especially if you are a mom. Okay, enough of the negative thoughts, I just have to take a deep breath and start my thoughts over on another note. I like how I changed my template on my Blog. I like this a whole lot better, the other one got boring. Maybe I'll change it every week. I have been slacking on this thing, by not putting any entries. Hopefully I get in touch with alot more people, that would be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-4944760469309673627?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4944760469309673627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=4944760469309673627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4944760469309673627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/4944760469309673627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-1933873043478541917</id><published>2007-01-09T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:02:11.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Mood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm006YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Current Mood Wiped Out" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_165_10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm006YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Current Mood Giggly" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_165_8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm006YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Current Mood Happy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_165_9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm006YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Current Mood Angry" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_165_7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about everyone else, but I go through all these at least once in a day! It's a rollercoaster ride!!!! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb098_ZNxdm006YYUS&amp;utm_id=7926" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb098&amp;amp;pp=ZNxdm006YYUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114016826640284613-1933873043478541917?l=robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1933873043478541917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114016826640284613&amp;postID=1933873043478541917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/1933873043478541917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114016826640284613/posts/default/1933873043478541917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robbieandtamsyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-is-your-mood.html' title='What Is Your Mood?'/><author><name>Fly Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138941026835503632</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-114016826640284613.post-4242898896057089821</id><published>2007-01-03T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:58:22.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GO JAGS!!!!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know the Jags lost this past weekend to Kansas City Chiefs.  Meaning they have to wait another season.  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