<?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-16943450</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:59:23.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In Suburbia</title><subtitle type='html'>A mothers tale of a 4 year old boy, a baby girl, and all things suburban.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-1142074220815491920</id><published>2007-02-01T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:36:55.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Suburbia</title><content type='html'>Has a new home.  click below.

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeinsuburbia.typepad.com"&gt;Life in Suburbia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-1142074220815491920?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/1142074220815491920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=1142074220815491920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/1142074220815491920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/1142074220815491920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-in-suburbia.html' title='Life in Suburbia'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114244335007769802</id><published>2006-03-15T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:22:30.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am moving</title><content type='html'>To another service.  I can't take blogger and it's finickyness anymore.  Done!!

visit me at the new home of &lt;a href="http://lifeinsuburbia.typepad.com/life_in_suburbia/"&gt;Life in Suburbia &lt;/a&gt;PLEASE!!   

Good bye Blogger Flogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114244335007769802?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114244335007769802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114244335007769802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114244335007769802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114244335007769802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-moving_15.html' title='I am moving'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114244334607404287</id><published>2006-03-15T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:22:26.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am moving</title><content type='html'>To another service.  I can't take blogger and it's finickyness anymore.  Done!!

visit me at the new home of &lt;a href="http://lifeinsuburbia.typepad.com/life_in_suburbia/"&gt;Life in Suburbia &lt;/a&gt;PLEASE!!   

Good bye Blogger Flogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114244334607404287?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114244334607404287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114244334607404287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114244334607404287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114244334607404287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-moving.html' title='I am moving'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114244108478499699</id><published>2006-03-15T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T09:44:44.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day after the day after the day after</title><content type='html'>Ok, So I've been busy.  Well, not really busy, but you know. 

Oliver starts soccer tomorrow.  He is super excited about it!  Yesterday we went to get him all his gear and as soon as we got home he had to put it all on.  Then he went over to our neighbors house and they played soccer in the greenbelt behind our house.  All was fine until I heard the screaming.  Oliver had tripped and fallen on the sidewalk.  Or I guess I should say, slid onto the sidewalk.  Yeah, he has road rash all over his arms.  An hour later he was fine. 

So, I'm kind of freaking out.  On monday my lovely Annabelle was 5.  You can see all her birthday pics &lt;a href="http://4gr8scotts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.    Oliver will be 4 next month.  How are they getting so old?  Anna will be in Kindergarten next year.  Kindergarten.  Holy Crap.  Oliver is in soccer and next month will start TaeKwanDo.  Holy Crap.

Where has the time gone???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114244108478499699?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114244108478499699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114244108478499699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114244108478499699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114244108478499699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-after-day-after-day-after_15.html' title='The day after the day after the day after'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114227108310484693</id><published>2006-03-13T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:31:23.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bonanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;

So, it's finally over. Thank God! I tried to upload pics last night, but Blogger was being finicky. so, here are some pictures of the party! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To See more photos go &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/43563739@N00/sets/72057594081316672/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114227108310484693?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114227108310484693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114227108310484693' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114227108310484693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114227108310484693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday-bonanza.html' title='Birthday Bonanza'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114214460802310728</id><published>2006-03-11T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:23:28.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha Freaking Stewart</title><content type='html'>That would be me. Look at my masterpiece. Well, it's not quite finished. The pink polka dots will be added tomorrow. I decided to save myself $75 and try to make the cake myself. My mom, always helpful, said 'oh, i'll help you make the cake, i took a decorating class' . yeah. she baked the cakes. that was the end of her helpfulness. but, it was helpful. enough of that word, on to the partly finished masterpiece. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/102_0734.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/102_0735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And, I just can't resist putting a picture up of the kids... oliver in his magician outfit and the adorable almost one year old charlie girl...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/102_0717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/102_0729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And of course, stay tuned tomorrow night for more pictures of the fabulous 1st ever birthday party of Charlotte Zelle!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114214460802310728?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114214460802310728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114214460802310728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114214460802310728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114214460802310728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/martha-freaking-stewart.html' title='Martha Freaking Stewart'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114194246531799532</id><published>2006-03-09T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T15:14:25.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am tired</title><content type='html'>do you ever feel like you are living someone elses life?  that's how i feel today.  surely i don't live in colorado, i didn't ever live in england.  i just am dreaming, and i'll wake up in bed at my house on 21st street in okc.  it feels surreal to be living here.  and not really a good surreal either.  i am feeling really tired lately.  so tired i can barely keep my head above water.  just want to sleep for a long time.  i want to go home for a visit.  or a move.  i'm too tired to move right now.  just want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114194246531799532?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114194246531799532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114194246531799532' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114194246531799532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114194246531799532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-tired.html' title='i am tired'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114192277094202217</id><published>2006-03-09T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:54:24.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_4092.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/200/100_4092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_4092.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Happy Birthday to the lovely Nick. 31 years old. Man, I 've just got to get you that cardigan! I hope you have a super special day. Do you want that surprise party with all of our friends like last year?? :) Love you Nickie D on the MC! &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I forgot to add this....if you haven't read Dooce lately, you're going to have to read &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/archives/daily/03_08_2006.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  It's laugh out loud funny, only because I know exactly where she's coming from, being a public farter myself and all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114192277094202217?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114192277094202217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114192277094202217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114192277094202217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114192277094202217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114179384258313059</id><published>2006-03-07T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T21:57:22.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>party planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_4047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Party planning is not that time consuming.  I really haven't done anything yet.  I'm trying to decide what kind of food to serve.  I have to practice icing the cake, etc.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What has been keeping me busy is this girl in the picture.  She is WALKING everywhere.  She is getting into everything.  Like Breklinn, the toilet paper is a fun toy, so is my wallet, the lid drawer, anything that oliver has, and of course, her personal favorite.  Mom.  Whining until there is no more whine left, which leaves me needing a glass of wine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is very very strong-willed.  Meaning = a spoiled rotten little girl.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver is good.  He's still incredibly clumsy.  Black Eye # 5 is in the works right now. He ran into a bar stool at Taco Bell and hit with his eye.  I"m gonna try to get a good picture of it.  I think his first one was around 18 months.  He was a frog for Halloween and I just have pictures of him and Anna sitting on the floor and Oliver's Black Eye taking up most of the picture.  Super Cute! 
Soccer Practice starts next week, Oliver can't wait.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Annabelle is turning 5 on monday.  ouch.  can't believe it.  my baby girl is growing up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114179384258313059?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114179384258313059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114179384258313059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114179384258313059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114179384258313059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/party-planning.html' title='party planning'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114160554808886759</id><published>2006-03-05T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:39:08.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>I'm a soccer mom.  Not only a soccer mom, but an assistant coach soccer mom.  Wow.  Melanie already said that I can not tell the girls to get their asses in gear, call them little pussies or encourage them to score, score score.  It's apparently not all about winning till they are 11 years old.  Whatever. 
I'm sure I'm going to have some interesting stories to tell.  Jason (mel's hubs) will probably be videotaping our humiliation (aka the games) and broadcasting them to the world.  I think he and nick have plans to sneak in flasks of liqour to the games, and make fun of us from the sidelines.  They will probably have loads of material. 

Now that it's official, I need to get a haircut and Mel and I have to decide on our 'outfits'.  Here are the rules of the outfits:
1.  They must include lesbo whistles.
2.  They must include lesbo StopWatches.
3.  They must include some sort of shirt with the words, Bitch and Assistant Bitch on them.
4.  We will wear Pink Sweatbands on our heads. 

Mel voted for the swishy pants, but I told her that they were SOOOO 90's I couldn't do it. 
It will be fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114160554808886759?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114160554808886759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114160554808886759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114160554808886759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114160554808886759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114141059235448038</id><published>2006-03-03T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:29:53.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Ok. I'm gonna be like Karen and do a Random Round-Up. Because I have nothing specifically to blog about.

1.   Was going to change jobs.  Went to the new site yesterday, decided that the guy in charge was the biggest asshole I'd ever met.  Told Nick I would get fired than work for this guy.  Went back to old site.

2.  Charlie's b-day is 2 weeks and counting.  I am just not ready.  Her party is 1 week away.  I've never been so disorganized in my life.

3. Went to Gymboree. Got some clothes for the girl. I bought a 12-18 months shirt. When did she get this big?
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/140006079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/140006079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/140006366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/140006366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114141059235448038?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114141059235448038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114141059235448038' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114141059235448038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114141059235448038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114123050907943634</id><published>2006-03-01T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T11:25:00.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a couple of links</title><content type='html'>To Posts I've enjoyed Lately....

1. &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/archives/nubbin/02_24_2006.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.dooce.com/archives/nubbin/02_24_2006.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; just about the funniest thing i've read this week

2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebigtradeoff.blogspot.com/2006/02/all-grown-up-and-nowhere-to-go.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://thebigtradeoff.blogspot.com/2006/02/all-grown-up-and-nowhere-to-go.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; truth

3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mccarty.typepad.com/mccarty_thoughts/2006/02/new_things_to_t.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://mccarty.typepad.com/mccarty_thoughts/2006/02/new_things_to_t.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; interesting baby/church talk

4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://seedsfrommygarden.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://seedsfrommygarden.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Just read it all!

5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyus.com/archives/000965.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.crazyus.com/archives/000965.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; my favorite guy - anderson cooper

&lt;/span&gt;read and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114123050907943634?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114123050907943634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114123050907943634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114123050907943634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114123050907943634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/03/couple-of-links.html' title='a couple of links'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114114364005578500</id><published>2006-02-28T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:20:40.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love having 2 kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_4061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_4061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This was not a posed picture. This is how I found them yeterday morning.  Oliver seriously had his arm around her.  Precious.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another note:  If you want to see ridiculously close up pictures of the Coldplay concert in OKC see &lt;a href="http://4gr8scotts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashli's&lt;/a&gt; Blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to hear Chris Martin talk about how his fly had been undone for 2 songs, check out &lt;a href="http://keithfamilynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie's &lt;/a&gt;Blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114114364005578500?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114114364005578500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114114364005578500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114114364005578500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114114364005578500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-i-love-having-2-kids.html' title='Why I love having 2 kids.'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114105728836195318</id><published>2006-02-27T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T09:38:03.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blobbing</title><content type='html'>Blogging is an interesting medium. It is writing, sharing pictures, stories and life. It is community. The odd thing about it is that it is out on this big scary internet.

Some people are open bloggers. Meaning that they have no problem with people knowing who they are, their kids names and where they live. I am in that category. I think that there is always a chance of some weirdo finding out who you are and stalking you, but that chance is small, and worth the risk in my opinion.

Some people are not so open bloggers. They protect their family's privacy by not telling names, sharing pictures or saying where they live. That's cool with me. They are not willing to take the risk mentioned above.

I guess the bottom line is that This is the Internet. No matter how careful you are, someone (if they want to) will always be able to find out your information. If this makes you uncomfortable, then don't blog. It is a free world, I am aware of my risks, I am not going to publish any personal information about any of my friends on my blog without their permission first. This has always been my policy. I ask before I post. But, this is my blog and I will blog what I want to. I am not going to be censored by someone else's uncomfortableness.

One more uncomfortable subject. Anonymous comments. I have these open on my comments because I want everyone who wants to be able to comment to go for it. I think it's stupid to have to have a Blogger account to post a comment. That being said. I have a friend, who let me know, that someone from my blog, posted on her blog some rude comments about her personal life. This has caused my husband and I to no longer have contact with this person. If this ever happens again, I will be devastated. It is rude, immature, and just really crass. Whoever did this is not someone I want reading my blog. So, person, back off! Get out and never come back. To do this to someone else who comments on my blog is against any sense of decorum, or politeness. It is just un-called for.

So, think of this as me being a little ticked off, and shooting off a blog without proof reading it. Don't get angry with me I am just expressing my thoughts and feelings about the said subject. Sorry if I offend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114105728836195318?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114105728836195318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114105728836195318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114105728836195318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114105728836195318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/blobbing.html' title='Blobbing'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114084434670027205</id><published>2006-02-24T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:12:26.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music and other thoughts.</title><content type='html'>So, I'm not really into that much music. 
There are a few things I do really love though.
1.  DC TALK Free At Last.  This CD rocks.  It is just fun singing in the car to.  Plus, I used to torture &lt;a href="http://www.storyofeli.blogspot.com./"&gt;Bilbrey&lt;/a&gt; to it on the way to PCN. 
2.  Anything country.  It just rocks.  Especially Dixie Chicks, Brad Paisley, George Strait, Toby Keith, and Dirks Bentley.  Just love it all. 
3.  After &lt;a href="http://hermajestysthrone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beth's&lt;/a&gt; recomendation, Hollaback Girl.  I don't know where I've been living, but this song kicks some serious ass.  serious.  dude. 

I went to the movie tonight.  By myself.  It was heaven.  No one talked to me for 2 hours.  Silence.  (except for the movie of course).  Super Fab. 

Welcome more of the kind of swanson clan to the blogdom. 
&lt;a href="http://kristenssocalledlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://franklinavenueco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherry&lt;/a&gt;

Happy Friday Night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114084434670027205?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114084434670027205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114084434670027205' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114084434670027205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114084434670027205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/music-and-other-thoughts.html' title='music and other thoughts.'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114073985668831837</id><published>2006-02-23T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:10:56.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I went to this scrapbooking store....</title><content type='html'>I know, the question is, why.  why why why??  Because I want to make my own invitations for Chickies First Birthday Party.  Here is the following interaction I had with the salesgirl...

SG:  Can I help you find something?

B:  Yes, I'm looking for crowns to go on my daughters birthday invitation.  I've never been in here before and it's a really big store!

SG:  We don't have any of those, you'd think we would because they are so popular but we don't.  So, where do you normally get your scrapbooking stuff? 

B:  I don't scrapbook.  I'm not very crafty. 

SG :  the sales girl gives me a weird look, then just says "OH"

SG:  That's pretty brave of you to make your own invitations if you don't even scrapbook.

B:  Um, Yeah.  (brooke walks very quickly out of the store)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114073985668831837?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114073985668831837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114073985668831837' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114073985668831837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114073985668831837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-i-went-to-this-scrapbooking-store.html' title='So I went to this scrapbooking store....'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114057279384191236</id><published>2006-02-21T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T18:47:21.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringtones</title><content type='html'>Ok, So I was wondering. What kind of ringtones do you have on your cell phone? If you could be one ringtone on everyone you knows cell phone what would it be?

I have Madonna (Like a Virgin) for Ashli, Mel, Kelly and Amanda

I have I ain't as good as I once was (toby keith) for the lovely nick b/c he loves toby keith and the words are just hilarious. example: If you need some love tonight, I might have just enough. I ain't as good as I once was, but I'm as good once, as I ever was. Funny stuff.

I have MargaritaVille for my cousin Deborah.


If I had just one ringtone for myself for every one to use it would probably be Like a Virgin. Just for the looks you get at the store. Cause it starts out LOUDLY with 'Like a Virgin, HEY!! Touched for the very First Time'. Funny Stuff.

Everyone who reads my blog has to chime in.  I'll do a boycott from my own blog if you don't.  I know who you are.  Get commenting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114057279384191236?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114057279384191236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114057279384191236' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114057279384191236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114057279384191236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/ringtones.html' title='Ringtones'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114054558348685504</id><published>2006-02-21T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T11:13:03.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis The Season</title><content type='html'>Of Sickness. I have a Horrid cold, virusey type thing. Charlotte Zelle has an ear infection in Both Ears. Oliver is healthy so far, but the dripping snot is starting. Good Times Everyone.

I'll share new photos. The bottom right one is how oliver kept himself entertained at the dr. office yesterday.  taking photos.  the left right one is how i found charlie a week ago.  yeah.  oliver got 'sister' a yogurt.  nice.


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And to 'From A Distance'....  Maybe he didn't kill them.  But I would be willing to bet money that he did.  His story thus far is that he found them dead at home, thought about killing himself but decided to run home to his parents in England  instead.  I think it's a croc of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114021798096648984?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114021798096648984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114021798096648984' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114021798096648984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114021798096648984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-glad-you-asked.html' title='So Glad You Asked'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114010396483969257</id><published>2006-02-16T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T15:55:39.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Soap Box</title><content type='html'>So, I am actually learning quite a bit at my job.
1.  I have Nancy Grace, who despite our love/hate relationship, I think is doing a good job getting the word out about domestic violence.  Raising our awareness to the point that I am ready to go and picket outside the courthouse of the man in Boston who killed his Wife and 9 month old baby girl.  That is just one month younger than Charlie.
2.  I work with a girl from Ethiopia named Emabet.  She is pregnant with her first baby (a girl) and is one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen.
We talk a lot about Africa.
About the AIDS crisis, and how difficult it is to educate people there because most of them from outside the city don't have a written way to communicate, they don't read.  So, education about AIDS has been difficult and slow-going.
We also talk about Female Circumcision.  Yeah, you heard me.  Now, don't laugh at me, But I had no idea what it was and what it involved or that it even still happened around the world.  But it does.  It really does.  Now, it has been outlawed in Ethiopia for about 10 years, but it is still practiced in Somalia, right next door to Ethiopia.  After cutting all the 'bits' off, they proceed to sew the woman up until she gets married, leaving only a small hole for the urine or menstural bleeding.  The infection rate is staggering, and the sheer cruelness of it is unbelievable.  This is all done without any type of anisthesia.  You can read more about it &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Female_circumcision"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;

So, that is my soap box for the day.  Find a way to help.  Become a better person.  I am trying to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114010396483969257?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114010396483969257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114010396483969257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114010396483969257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114010396483969257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-soap-box.html' title='Another Soap Box'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-114002667242231918</id><published>2006-02-15T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T11:04:32.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;WALKING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Having a make-0ut session with her baby doll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the boys' new haircut.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-114002667242231918?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/114002667242231918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=114002667242231918' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114002667242231918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/114002667242231918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/girl.html' title='The Girl'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113994112819050925</id><published>2006-02-14T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T11:18:48.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My *&amp;%&amp;#$  Computer</title><content type='html'>Bob (my bil) says I need to speak in love to my computer.  I really should.  It was free.  FREE. 

But, it's so picky.  I have been offline since Saturday.  I've been making people read to me from the internet over the phone.  I am pathetic. 

I was going to post some really cute pictures of Breklinn and Charlie, but my camera ate them. 

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big News Bulletin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;CHARLIE IS WALKING.  well, like 8 steps at a time.  and all the time.  and she is just so darn proud of herself it makes me want to melt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, yeah, and happy Valentines Day.  woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113994112819050925?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113994112819050925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113994112819050925' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113994112819050925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113994112819050925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-computer.html' title='My *&amp;%&amp;#$  Computer'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113961333791549601</id><published>2006-02-10T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T16:17:52.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;karen&lt;/strong&gt;- for making me pee my pants this afternoon. i needed that laugh.

&lt;strong&gt;ashli&lt;/strong&gt;- for making that little doll anna-bannana. precious. i was esctatic to talk to her this morning.

&lt;strong&gt;bilbrey&lt;/strong&gt;- for remembering all those weird people we went to school with so we can laugh about them.

&lt;strong&gt;jamie&lt;/strong&gt;- just for having 5 kids. oh my god. you deserve some kind of medal

&lt;strong&gt;melanie&lt;/strong&gt;- for attending my first mary kay party with me. wow. interesting. it was less painful than i thought it would be. and for wearing orange make-up with pride.

&lt;strong&gt;nick&lt;/strong&gt; - for letting me buy a new outfit at the gap.

&lt;strong&gt;oliver&lt;/strong&gt;- for giving me a hug this morning and telling the haircut lady that he needed his hair like his dad's.

&lt;strong&gt;charlie&lt;/strong&gt;- for learning how to blow a kiss. you are the most precious thing i've ever seen.

that felt good. maybe i'll do that once a week. maybe i'll make it into my own meme and it will become wildy popular and even dooce will do it. probably not. i'm going out to dinn dinn tonight with husband. i'l lpost again tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113961333791549601?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113961333791549601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113961333791549601' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113961333791549601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113961333791549601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/thank-you-to.html' title='thank you to....'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113950018629385786</id><published>2006-02-09T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:52:22.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Used to Be Funny</title><content type='html'>I really did.  When we lived in England I almost always had something witty or inspired to write about.  Living out the the 'Burbs is drying me up.  (and yes I could mean that in more than one way.)

So, I miss Oklahoma.  I am jealous of Ashli and Jamie and Ginny and their group of mom's that has their coffee date on Thursday nights.  I keep asking Ashli, If  I lived there, could I be in the group?  Please, Please, Please?  It's not like I don't have friends here,  I do.  I have two.  Melanie (who is the only normal woman who lives in Highlands Ranch besides me, and who is just a lot of fun) and Kelly.  But, she is from Oklahoma, but is leaving me to go reside in the sooner state once again.
I miss eating breakfast on Sat morning with the Scotts at Brazil, I miss going to Galileo's or Isis.  I even miss the Conaco at 23rd and Western, and the girl that works there in the morning.  I miss all the drama of Mesta Park, and all the MEXICAN FOOD to be had in the big OKC.

I have a couple of good blog ideas, so stay with  me  readers (all 4 of you) and you'll be entertained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113950018629385786?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113950018629385786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113950018629385786' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113950018629385786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113950018629385786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-used-to-be-funny.html' title='I Used to Be Funny'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113935861130642875</id><published>2006-02-07T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:30:11.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Why are the days that I am off work so hectic? I just wish for one day off that is peaceful, relaxing, and kid-free. That is my dream people. Just one day.

Today we went to the 'farm'. It was thrilling. thrilling. thrilling. Charlie hadn't had a nap all day so she was super fabulous. (note the sarcasm) Oliver was in good spirits, just not in a listening 'mood'. Here are some pics from the ultra-fab day.




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&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3742.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and i just have to add in this one. this is how i found charlie yesterday morning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113935861130642875?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113935861130642875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113935861130642875' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113935861130642875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113935861130642875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113924290060536379</id><published>2006-02-06T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T09:21:40.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things</title><content type='html'>1.  Read this on the baby center website....

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Having heard that babies like monotonous sounds like a fan or vacuum cleaner, inspiration struck at 2am when Violet was fussing and refused the nipple.  I reached over to the side of the bed, hauled up my vibrator, turned it on low and placed it on the bed near her head.  It worked!  She quieted almost instantly, lulled by the soothing sounds of our sex toy. 
&lt;/span&gt;
ok, see this is proof that every woman should have a vibrator. 

2.  Check this out on baby center.  &lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/refcap/1417762.html?scid=momsbaby:20060206:2612:17086:7296#4"&gt;7  signs your child loves you&lt;/a&gt;
see karen, when spicy has a tantrum it really means she's saying ' i love you mom'

3.  public apology to jamie for the deletion of her comment.  i was having a bitch day and wasn't in the mood for humor.
 let me take this moment to tell you internet that i've been off my zoloft for a month now.  the effects of my magic pill are just starting to show.  i'm going back to the pharmacy this morning and will be pleading for mercy. 
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113924290060536379?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113924290060536379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113924290060536379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113924290060536379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113924290060536379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/three-things.html' title='Three Things'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113910239093336503</id><published>2006-02-04T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T18:19:50.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how do you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3723.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Punish someone who has done this to your darling baby daughters favorite toy?
It was deformed by Oliver placing it in the oven sometime ago.  He claims it needed a 'shed'. 
All I can possibly say at this moment is OH MY GOD.  really. that's it. 
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113910239093336503?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113910239093336503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113910239093336503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113910239093336503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113910239093336503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-do-you.html' title='how do you'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113898564814185590</id><published>2006-02-03T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T09:54:08.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To myself and my hubbie. 5 years. wow. Never thought we'd make it this far. Love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do our pictures look outdated yet??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113898564814185590?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113898564814185590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113898564814185590' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113898564814185590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113898564814185590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113882341040744191</id><published>2006-02-01T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T12:50:10.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Poll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;who do they look like??  &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car:&lt;/span&gt;  A Mini-Cooper.  Cause they're just really cute.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book:  &lt;/span&gt; Harry Potter.  Cause I want to be magic

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movie:  &lt;/span&gt; My Best Friends Wedding.  Cause isn't that the way of life?  And Julia Roberts is just so dang cute in that movie.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weather: &lt;/span&gt; A Sunny Day with no Clouds in the Sky (but only around 75F)

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drink:&lt;/span&gt;  Most Likely a Diet Coke, cause that's about all I ever drink.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Cream Flavor:&lt;/span&gt;  Something really boring like Vanilla cause I'm not all that exciting.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song or Genre of Music: &lt;/span&gt; Country Music.  Cause I'm just an Oklahoma Girl at heart.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoe: &lt;/span&gt; Old Running Shoes.  Cause that's all I wear.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Website:&lt;/span&gt;  Probably Dooce, because I'll never be as funny as her and I just really really wish I was.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food: &lt;/span&gt; Rice.  Cause I just like it.  Plain Rice.


tag yourself if you feel inclined and put a link in the comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113882151574015698?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113882151574015698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113882151574015698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113882151574015698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113882151574015698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-meme-from-karen.html' title='another meme from karen'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113875553299227849</id><published>2006-01-31T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T17:58:53.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3673.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that chuck is old enough to drink from a juice box??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113875553299227849?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113875553299227849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113875553299227849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113875553299227849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113875553299227849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/did-you-know.html' title='did you know?'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113859936900126658</id><published>2006-01-29T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:36:09.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what my chicken did today??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, she tried to walk. She took 2 steps with me and nick in the room, and then about 3 more when nick was putting jammies on her. I guess it's the second child thing, but I am so sad about it. I just don't want her to get any bigger. I almost cry when I think about her 1st birthday coming up. Poor mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then there is the big boy Oliver. He's going to be 4 in April. 4, people! I can't believe that either. He is so sweet. But onry. But sooo sweet. He loves to 'snuggle-buggle' mommy and still sucks his thumb. Still a baby in so many ways. He has got to be one of the funniest kids I've ever met. The things that come out of his mouth shock and surprise me. He's really into telling jokes lately (eye-roll from mommy) and he just thinks he's the funniest thing he's ever heard. I have to laugh at him, because he's so serious about them!! I just love my boy, they really do have a different relationship with their mom's than girls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just thought I'd update on the kids. Have a great week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113859936900126658?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113859936900126658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113859936900126658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113859936900126658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113859936900126658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/guess-what-my-chicken-did-today.html' title='Guess what my chicken did today??'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113842970368481273</id><published>2006-01-27T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:28:23.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if i had twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
this would be my life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113842970368481273?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113842970368481273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113842970368481273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113842970368481273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113842970368481273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-i-had-twins.html' title='if i had twins'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113829568318318514</id><published>2006-01-26T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T10:14:43.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, enough of hugh grant</title><content type='html'>my kids are better, the house is a little bit clean, oliver has preschool today so my life is ok. 
well, it was ok, until i watched nancy grace last night. 

why does she feel the need to ruin my life every monday and wednesday?  last night, it was a mother and 9 month old baby who were shot to death in their bed.  oh my god.  then, it was a man who had been killed in a carjacking in san fran and his 4 year old daughter had been leaving him voicemails on his cell phone.  they played the messages.  it went something like 'daddy, i am sorry you died, call me back, i hope you get out of the dirt somtime.'.  ok, 1.  my employer- do they like me sobbing like an idiot from 6-7pm in the lobby?  2.  nancy grace.  does she get off on this shit?  good grief.

other than that, i can't really think of much else to say today.  maybe i'll have more for you later.  hold your breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113829568318318514?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113829568318318514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113829568318318514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113829568318318514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113829568318318514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-enough-of-hugh-grant.html' title='ok, enough of hugh grant'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113815997246557436</id><published>2006-01-24T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:32:55.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashli and Jamie, THIS is the man I would leave anybody for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/Hugh%20Grant-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/Hugh%20Grant-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/Hugh%20Grant-9.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/Hugh%20Grant-9.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; the eyes
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/Hugh%20Grant-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/Hugh%20Grant-2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/Hugh%20Grant-2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the crinkles around the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so sexy.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113815997246557436?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113815997246557436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113815997246557436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113815997246557436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113815997246557436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/ashli-and-jamie-this-is-man-i-would.html' title='Ashli and Jamie, THIS is the man I would leave anybody for.'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113803724192025656</id><published>2006-01-23T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:27:21.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big stuff man.  i mean, seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;what are you looking at??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so my paci is upside down, you want to make something of it??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the boys self portrait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113803724192025656?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113803724192025656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113803724192025656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113803724192025656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113803724192025656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/big-stuff-man-i-mean-seriously.html' title='big stuff man.  i mean, seriously'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113789752358645421</id><published>2006-01-21T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T21:24:02.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can it get better i ask????</title><content type='html'>so this afternoon i was on my way home from work. i was exiting the freeway LESS THAN A MILE FROM MY HOUSE, and yeah, you guessed it. I rear-ended a old couple. cool huh? let me just give you a laundry list of all my accidents.


&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;16 years old, ran into the wall of a parking garage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;16 years old, ran into a parked car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;17 years old, had a tire blow out on I 25, I couldn't figure out why smoke was coming out of the back of my car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;17 years old, ran into another parked car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;18 years old, flipped my car twice and totaled it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;19 years old, ran my car up onto a median and messed up the wheels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;20 years old, i forgot about this one until ashli reminded me, i was involved in some kind of accident on NW Expressway outside of circut city&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;23 years old, rear-ended a woman going 40mph because the sun was in my eyes, and totalled my mini-van&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;now, 25 rear-ended another old couple. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't forget about nick's run-in with a drunk driver. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and ashli, if i've forgotten 1 or 2 can you please remind me??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and while i'm at it. i've decided to 'out' ashli.  no, she's not a lesbian, she's knocked up with her third love child (with her husband who she has been with since she was 15).  here's a toast to her, that she is growing a penis in her belly, cause we all know that 3 girls is just way way too much.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113789752358645421?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113789752358645421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113789752358645421' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113789752358645421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113789752358645421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/can-it-get-better-i-ask.html' title='can it get better i ask????'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113777211901781428</id><published>2006-01-20T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:48:55.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I woke up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
What a winter day. Nice. I hate to say it, but I'm already sick of the snow. Here has been my week thus far.

Monday-Charlie has a croopy sounding cough, I should take her to the Dr. I take her and they say the famous last words...It's just a cold. Um, yeah, could I have my $50 back ?? Nick comes home with a nazi - looking haircut.

Tuesday- spend the day in loveland with the in-laws. Oliver started coughing on the way up there but I thought (of course) that he was faking it b/c Charlie was coughing. I call my personal pharmacy of Ashli and ask what to give Charlie for that awful cough. Go to walmart and get it. a peaceful night's rest.

Wednesday- get a call that indeed Oliver was up all night coughing. I pass on my newly acquired medicine knowledge (so I look like I know what I'm doing) and go on with my day. Go to work, come home , go to bed.

Thursday- MIL comes home with Oliver around 1130. He wasn't looking all that great, but he said he wanted to go to school, and it was the day of the secret sound N. So, off to school we go. I briefed the teachers as to the cold and told them not to hesitate to call if he seems sick. 330pm. Pick Oliver up....This child was ASLEEP. We're talking about my son who has not had a nap since his sister was born. They said he went over to the beanbag pillow and just conked out about 20 minutes before I got there. I felt him and he was burning up. Oh yeah, 104.5 baby. awesome. rush him to the dr office where they rule out rsv and the flu (even though he had the shot), and tell me, um yeah, it's a virus. call on Sunday if he is still running a fever. I come home, put the kids to bed, and drink 2 big glasses of white wine. Perfect ending to a not so perfect day.

Are you all reeling with jealousy yet??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113777211901781428?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113777211901781428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113777211901781428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113777211901781428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113777211901781428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-i-woke-up-to.html' title='What I woke up to'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113761373025682319</id><published>2006-01-18T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:48:50.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the burbs</title><content type='html'>The first thing you have to know about life in the Burbs is that you can expect to be a full 10 years younger than anyone of the other mothers in your child's preschool class (exception being Mel)

Second thing....It's all the same. The houses are all off white or light yellow. You'll find all the same stores at each major intersection.

Third thing...The above mentioned mothers all had a 'career' before their birthing plans. They make comments like, oh I miss working, when I had my career...so on and so forth.

Fourth thing...It's eerily quiet here. I can go outside and not hear anything for like 20 minutes. Never was like that in Mesta Park.

Fifth thing... Well, that's all I can think of at the moment.  It's weird.   I like it in a weird way.  I hate it in a normal way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113761373025682319?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113761373025682319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113761373025682319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113761373025682319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113761373025682319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-in-burbs.html' title='Life in the burbs'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113756057885513723</id><published>2006-01-17T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:02:58.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a chicken and her daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3483.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
this is what i walked into monday night at 11pm.  sweetness
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113756057885513723?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113756057885513723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113756057885513723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113756057885513723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113756057885513723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/chicken-and-her-daddy.html' title='a chicken and her daddy'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113721626668418774</id><published>2006-01-13T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:24:26.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3399.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
if you think she might be cussing you out in her mind, you are probably right.

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3394.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
and if there was an award for a child saying, WHAT'S UP man, without actually speaking it, she would be winning that one.

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but, if this is not the cutest, most sweetest face you've ever seen, I'm going to kick your ass.
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a father and son doing what a father and son should do together...playing PS2.....
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and in the words of pink....bring on the presents biatches!!  they taste really really good!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113716936943046473?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113716936943046473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113716936943046473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113716936943046473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113716936943046473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='back in the saddle again'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113687462845991798</id><published>2006-01-09T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:30:28.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want my baby</title><content type='html'>What follows will be a public service blog.

If you had the privilege of talking to me tonight I was really upset. Why now Brooke you might ask??

A 15 year old in New Jersey threw her less than 1 hour old baby in the trash.

yes, you heard right, the trashcan. on a street. outside a deli.

If you are visiting this site and are pregnant and don't want your baby let me give you some advice. your options are
1. give the baby up for adoption
2. take your baby to the hospital and leave it
3. take your baby to the police station and leave it.
4. take your baby to a church and leave it.

*if you do the above mentioned things, you will have no legal repercussion's. No questions asked. instead of beating your baby, killing your baby or just throwing your baby away, please give it to someone who will love it and take care of it.
please.please.please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113687462845991798?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113687462845991798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113687462845991798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113687462845991798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113687462845991798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-want-my-baby.html' title='I don&apos;t want my baby'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113652733998905570</id><published>2006-01-05T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:02:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why not to blog at 11pm (after a beer)</title><content type='html'>i think it's really scary, all the blogs out there.  my friend has a sister who has a blog.  she is 12.  her friend who is also 12 POSTED HER CELL PHONE NUMBER on the internet.  OH MY GOD.  does this girl not know what can happen?  it really frightens me.  a.  that 12 year olds have cell phones   b.  that the 12 year olds parents do not know that she has a blog and that she is freakin givin her number out on the net. 

does she not know that there are freak smart people out there who could find her?  

it makes me wonder where we will be in 8 years when oliver is 12.  it really scares me more than makes me wonder. 


there you are, an incoherant post after a beer at 11pm.  that'll teach all 4 of you who read my blog!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113652733998905570?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113652733998905570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113652733998905570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113652733998905570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113652733998905570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-not-to-blog-at-11pm-after-beer.html' title='why not to blog at 11pm (after a beer)'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113647942508452223</id><published>2006-01-05T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:43:45.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I do NOT care about.</title><content type='html'>Ok, Let me first note that while I am at work I watch CNN Headline News.  I love Nancy Grace (mainly because she is so freakin rude it's funny) and I have a MAJOR crush on Anderson Cooper. 

This is a list of things that I really don't give a shit about.

1.  Whether or not Lindsay Lohan has an eating disorder or drug problem.  I think it's been fairly obvious for awhile that she is freakin sick. 

2.  While I am sad for the family's of the miners that died, I don't think it's necessary to talk about it 24 hours a day.  It's horrible that they were told that they were alive, when in fact, they were dead, but they are still dead. 

3.  Anything relating with Richard Simmons.  Don't care. 

4.  That Ariel Sharone (i know i spelled that wrong, but i can't be bothered to go look it up) is possibly dying because of a stroke.  I do think it's funny however, that a Palestian leader said that it was a gift from God (or whatever their equivilant is)

5.  Whether or not a woman who killed her marine husband via poison will be extradited back to California.  It really doesn't matter in my life. 

Just thought you guys might want a real blog as opposed to pictures of my kids.  In case you didn't know, I'm kind of a sarcastic and rude person.  Just puttin it out there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113647942508452223?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113647942508452223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113647942508452223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113647942508452223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113647942508452223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-i-do-not-care-about.html' title='Things I do NOT care about.'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113640661996449346</id><published>2006-01-04T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:30:20.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3313.jpg" alt="" 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/16943450-113640661996449346?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113640661996449346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113640661996449346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113640661996449346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113640661996449346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/testing-testing.html' title='testing testing'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113630458215092266</id><published>2006-01-03T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T09:09:42.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>much funnier</title><content type='html'>than the last song i had up here.  you have to check out the  &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/numa.php"&gt;numa numa guy.... &lt;/a&gt;

you might pee your pants you'll be laughing so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113630458215092266?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113630458215092266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113630458215092266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113630458215092266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113630458215092266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/much-funnier.html' title='much funnier'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113627084168671087</id><published>2006-01-02T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:47:21.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template (for the last time)</title><content type='html'>I am LOVING it.  It is warm and comfy.  I RULE!!! not really, it's not like i did this myself like Karen.  I had a generator do it for me.  Tomorrow is back to the real world of dr appts, oliver preschool, and the kids by myself all day.  I've been really spoiled over the weekend.  That's about it y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113627084168671087?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113627084168671087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113627084168671087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113627084168671087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113627084168671087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-template-for-last-time.html' title='New Template (for the last time)'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113614825599760671</id><published>2006-01-01T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T13:44:16.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new years day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3277.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

is always kind of boring.  we have cleaned and organized the kitchen, gone to the grocery store and cleaned out the garage.  is my life glamorous or what!!  we didn't &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even stay up till midnight last night, i think we fell asleep around 11.30.  what a way to ring in the new year!  we did have fun last night though, we had fondue (our traditional new years eve meal).  it would have been more fun with ashli, chris and the girls, wish you would have been with us!!  here are some pix from last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113614825599760671?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113614825599760671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113614825599760671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113614825599760671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113614825599760671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-day.html' title='new years day'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113607413233217497</id><published>2005-12-31T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T17:21:31.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new years</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WkAINj7BKI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WkAINj7BKI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113607413233217497?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113607413233217497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113607413233217497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113607413233217497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113607413233217497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-years.html' title='happy new years'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113597912547010105</id><published>2005-12-30T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T14:45:25.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meme</title><content type='html'>i got meme'd by karen (the big trade off) and beth (from her majesty's throne)
The Personal Soundtrack Meme

1. First Song you remember hearing on the radio as a child. 

Oh yeah, it was by Ricky Skaggs, Honey, Honey, Honey won't you open that door .  this is your sweet daddy don't you love me no more?  Honey won't you open that door. 
I think that this is proof that I was raised in Oklahoma. 

2.  First Album you remember listening to as a Child. 

Like a Virgin - Madonna It was in my cousin Lisa's red toyota and we would sing it at the top of our lungs from Norman to OKC. 

3.Album that takes you back to junior high.
um....that song that says, I like big butts and I cannot lie, no other brother can deny when a girl walks in with a itty-bitty waist and a round thing in your face you get sprung.  yeah, didn't know what 'sprung' meant back then.   :)

4.Most Played Album in High School. 

there were a couple.  Counting Crows August and Everything Everafter.  or Alanis Jagged little Pill or Dixie Chicks Wide Open Spaces

5.  Favorite Album in College

probably Bare Naked Ladies Maroon or Dixie Chicks

6.  Best Relationship Angst Album

I'm with Karen here, definatly Jagged Little Pill.  it rocks.  Head over Feet was in our wedding CD mix.

7.Personal Soundtrack today

george straight, dixie chicks, jennifer knapp (this is my house cleaning music)

8.  Song that reminds you of what it was like to be cool

probably anything mariah carey.  yeah, me and amanda used to ROCK OUT to her on the way to PCN

9.    Favorite Albums to Roadtrip with

Anything by the Dixie Chicks, my friend KC Clifford, Neil Diamond, George Straight.  Maybe Toby Keith for laughs.  or DMX for laughs. 

10. So if this is your personal soundtrack what's the plot of the movie in 50 words or less?

um, a girl who likes country music and married a man who can't stand it still likes to listen to her old school music??

who do i want to do this meme?
1. bilbrey
2.  jamie
3. ashli
4.  insert yourself here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113597912547010105?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113597912547010105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113597912547010105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113597912547010105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113597912547010105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/meme.html' title='meme'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113566425838052208</id><published>2005-12-26T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T23:17:38.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>santa was good, but i'm glad he's gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

ok, so karen, you were right.  santa was very good to my spoiled brats.  not only did oliver recieve cranky (from my mom).  but santa brought him...drumroll please....the coveted ROUNDHOUSE.  but, to make sure that my holiday was far from perfect, oliver discovered it HIDDEN under stuff in the garage a few days before.  so i had to make up some dumb***  story about how santa's sleigh was really full and he had to drop it off early.  then, to really top things off I FORGOT CHARLIE!  oh yeah, mother of the year, here i come!  oliver runs in christmas morning to see what santa brought, and he goes, ' oh, no.  santa didn't bring charlie anything.  she must be a really naughty girl'.  yeah.  good move mom.  so then came another dumb*** story about how he left it on the front porch for her.  i am officially Retarded.  nice huh?  so, that was our christmas in a nutshell.  the kids got ridiculous amounts of toys and oliver is in heaven with all the new thomas train paraphanalia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113566425838052208?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113566425838052208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113566425838052208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113566425838052208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113566425838052208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/santa-was-good-but-im-glad-hes-gone.html' title='santa was good, but i&apos;m glad he&apos;s gone'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113547799692851465</id><published>2005-12-24T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T19:38:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Happy Holidays'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Merry Christmas to you and yours...Love to you all!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3193.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113547799692851465?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113547799692851465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113547799692851465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113547799692851465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113547799692851465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-holidays.html' title='&apos;Happy Holidays&apos;'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113535447024012711</id><published>2005-12-23T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T09:14:30.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smarty pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2915.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
   ok, so my son is really really loud.  so, generally, when he starts to yell about something i just tune him out.  this morning (like 2 minutes ago) he apparently hurt himself and just started yelling.  nick says, hey, please stop screaming.  oliver says back " what?  do i have to yell at you to make sure you hear me?"  i had to leave the room because i was laughing so hard.  i'll tell you what.  my son has some kind of mouth on him.  i wonder where he gets that??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113535447024012711?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113535447024012711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113535447024012711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113535447024012711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113535447024012711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/smarty-pants.html' title='smarty pants'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113512286362490109</id><published>2005-12-20T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:50:06.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brusha brusha brusha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_3114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_3114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
i just had to post this picture because it was sooo cute.  this is what she does every day when i am getting ready.  she sits in the sink while i dry my hair and put my makeup on (when i can actually be bothered to do that.)  it's so much fun to have a girl to do 'girlie' things with!!
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Here they are...the newest members of our family!

they make my life complete and oh so much easier.

let me say that the most amazing thing about them (so far) is the amazingly HUGE loads of laundry that they do.  also, the dryer automatically stops when it senses that your clothes are dry.  it's the most exciting thing in my life so far.  yeah me!!
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Tree Exhibit 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Oliver's Addition to the tree....what do you think santa is saying??
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113458129926920215?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113458129926920215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113458129926920215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113458129926920215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113458129926920215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh, Christmas Tree'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113441372200752390</id><published>2005-12-12T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:55:22.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Karen</title><content type='html'>Ok, totally never do this. this is just for Karen...Apparently I've been tagged by Karen to participate in a meme. It's my understanding that the word is pronounced "meem", not "me-me", "mehm", or even "meh-may".

Seven things I hope to do before I die:

1. Go to NYC and Vegas
2. Take my children where ever they want to go
3. Go somewhere exotic and hot
4. read all the 'classic' books
5. run a marathon
6. make a quilt
7. Watch my children grow into understanding, honest, loving adults.


Seven things I cannot do:

1. sew
2. cook very well
3. be obsessive about cleaning my house
4. sing
5. dance very well
6. sleep in on a daily basis
7. be a creative thinker

Seven things that attract me to my spouse:

1. great dad. just great
2. he is compassionate, and loves all people, would do anything for anyone
3. so cute when he smiles and the lines around his eyes crinkle up.
4. he is in love with his daughter (and son)
5. he is a great dancer
6. he is occasionally funny. i mean, like peeing your pants funny
7. he is still with me, though i probably don't deserve it.


Seven things I say often:

1. WHAT ARE YOU DOING OLIVER?????????
2. angel baby charlie girl...
3. are you kidding me??
4. i am sooooo sorry about last night. (in many different contexts...)
5. some cuss words....
6. No, Oliver, not right now.
7. answer the phone somebody!!!


Seven books or book series I love:

1.The Anne of Green Gables Series
2. The Harry Potter Series
3. Abram's Daughters Series
4. anything by Kevin Henke (children)
5. The Devil Wears Prada (and other chick lit books)
6. The Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit
7. James Patterson books...i know, i know


Seven movies I could watch over and over again:

1. My Best Friends Wedding
2. Legally Blond 1 and 2
3. Mona Lisa Smile
4. Anything Harry Potter
5. Anything with Hugh Grant
6. The Cutting Edge
7. Father of the Bride 1 and 2


Seven people I want to join me in this Seven Sevens meme:

1. Jamie- keith family news
2. ashli - gr8scotts
3. kristen-micah mccarty
4. amanda panda
5. greg cause i know he never would...
6. nick
7. Insert yourself here. If you want to participate leave your link in the comments section and I would love to visit your blog and read it. Tag! You're it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113441372200752390?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113441372200752390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113441372200752390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113441372200752390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113441372200752390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-karen.html' title='For Karen'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113405658446972941</id><published>2005-12-08T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T08:43:04.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An idea I stole from Karen...heehee</title><content type='html'>OK, so Karen does this thing where every week she talks about her favorite kid product. Well, I am officially going to steal her idea.

First up this week... The new Sippy Cup from Gerber. They are called a 'transition cup', but they are AWESOME.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/roll1_on.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The handles on the cup move around to different positions, so that however baby wants to hold it, they can. It can be kind of difficult for a baby to get the last of the sippy cup when the handles are on the side, but when they are in the front, it is an entirely different story! AWESOME CUP!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113405658446972941?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113405658446972941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113405658446972941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113405658446972941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113405658446972941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/idea-i-stole-from-karenheehee.html' title='An idea I stole from Karen...heehee'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113375717826318001</id><published>2005-12-04T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:32:58.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun in the snow and a beautiful girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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if you don't want to see the cutest baby in the universe....CHARLIE - GIRL!!!! She's wearing a bow!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113348045110469684?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113348045110469684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113348045110469684' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113348045110469684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113348045110469684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-not-look-here.html' title='do not look here'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113336685134527618</id><published>2005-11-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T09:07:50.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exciting, exciting, exciting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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we got a washer and dryer!!! hooray for us!!! also found the cable so here are some pictures!!!!



lily is the little girl, anna is the big girl and oliver is the only boy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113336685134527618?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113336685134527618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113336685134527618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113336685134527618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113336685134527618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/11/exciting-exciting-exciting.html' title='exciting, exciting, exciting'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113315183356747648</id><published>2005-11-27T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T21:23:53.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>We are back in the real world.  The world of having your own computer!!  HOORAY!  Thanks to bob and allie for the hook-up.  I wish you many dirty, messy children...!!

Thanksgiving...well, it was the normal hecticness that comes with a Thanksgiving dinner for 20 people.  Kids and chaos.  They go well together.  Ashli, Chris, Anna and Lily were here for the long weekend.  We had a great time with them! It was so good to see my girls! 
Ashli and I enjoyed a 13 hour shopping marathon on Friday.  It was AWESOME.  I'm glad I didn't know about the Hannah Anderson outlet before now.  I would be in serious trouble with mr. swanson if that was the case!

I'll post some pictures soon of the girls and my boy and girl.  I've got to find the thing that connects the camera to the computer soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113315183356747648?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113315183356747648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113315183356747648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113315183356747648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113315183356747648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113225980077843902</id><published>2005-11-17T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:36:40.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am really a parent now- yikes!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so today was Oliver's Parent-Teacher conference at Preschool. I have been panicking about it for 3 days. I was worried about EVERYTHING. I could just imagine that they were going to tell me that he's a horror, has ADD and is obsessive compulsive. Well, it wasn't that bad.
They did say that he is 'talkative' (duh) and 'persistent' (duh again). I think that was nice teacher speak for annoying as hell!!! Anyone who has ever talked to me on the phone can attest to the fact that Oliver has to tell me AT LEAST 35 times that he needs juice. or applesauce. or needs to poop. What a life.
Oliver spent the time with his new friend Chloe at Chick-fil-a. Melanie is a braver woman than I am. It was SUBURBIA central. All the cute, put together mom's with their &lt;em&gt;louis vuitton&lt;/em&gt; diaper bags having fried stuff. BARF BARF BARF.
I'd like to take the time right now to introduce you to my cousin Karen's Blog. &lt;a href="http://thebigtradeoff.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thebigtradeoff.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; Take the time, read it. It's really freakin funny. I aspire to be more like her in my blogging, but I just don't have the brain power!!

Happy Thursday! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113225980077843902?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113225980077843902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113225980077843902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113225980077843902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113225980077843902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-really-parent-now-yikes.html' title='I am really a parent now- yikes!'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-113156728587451733</id><published>2005-11-09T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:14:45.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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Ok. so it has been a really long time since i posted. ridiculous i know.
halloween was great- oliver was spiderman and charlie was a chicken. oliver was sooo excited about trick or treating, he kept saying ' you mean i just go up to the house and they'll give me candy?' it was so funny and sweet! charlie stayed at home with nick crying to hand out candy to trick or treaters. she hated the hood on her costume. oliver and i drove over to my mom's house after we were done in our neighborhood, and he asked me ' what comes after halloween' i told him thanksgiving, and he asked ' now, who is going to thanksgive us?' it was hilarious b/c i had been telling him who all was coming to our house for thanksgiving (ashli, chris and girls), and he was soo excited!
Another funny Oliver story is that he must be taking cues from sam (his cousin) and he told his babysitter a few months ago that his name is Oliver 'Cool' Swanson, not Oliver Cole Swanson. Pretty funny boy. In preschool he has a friend named Chloe, he came home last tuesday kind of upset and when i asked him why he said that it was because Chloe had cut her hair, ' and i just don't like it, i liked it better when it was long'. i thought that was funny that he is 3 and has an opinion about this!
new with charlie, she is crawling everywhere and pulling up on everything, and she can stand for 5 seconds by herself without holding onto anything!! she can also say BYE BYE. and BABY. Very sweet (although those two sound kind of similar.)
i'll leave you w/ some halloween pictures of spiderman and the baby chickie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-113156728587451733?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/113156728587451733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=113156728587451733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113156728587451733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/113156728587451733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-absence.html' title='long absence'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-112935048364581804</id><published>2005-10-14T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:33:26.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>snow, the house, and nick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_26371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_26371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Well, FINALLY here are some pictures of the snow we had sunday/ monday. Here in Highlands Ranch we got about 5 or 6 inches. Oliver had a blast. Even Charlie thought it was interesting.
I am posting some pics of our house. REMEMBER that it is in progress. still stuff in oklahoma and on the way from england. Every piece of furniture in there is from a garage sale or from a thrift store. I'm pretty impressed with myself. :)
Nick is in oklahoma this weekend picking up some of our stuff that is there. If you want to see him, go to Galileo's tomorrow night around 5pm. Sad I am not there with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-112935048364581804?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/112935048364581804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=112935048364581804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112935048364581804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112935048364581804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/10/snow-house-and-nick.html' title='snow, the house, and nick'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-112862814209778330</id><published>2005-10-06T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:49:02.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>no computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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we have no computer at our new house, so i have to go to my mom's to use it! here are some recent pics

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-112862814209778330?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/112862814209778330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=112862814209778330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112862814209778330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112862814209778330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-computer.html' title='no computer'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-112800255348570562</id><published>2005-09-29T07:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:23:52.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>head scratching and moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/000_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/000_00851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/invalid.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here is a pic of our charlie doing what she does all the time. scratching her head. since we moved to denver she has had really dry skin. so does everybody else, but it's kind of funny (and a little sad) to see a baby scratching her head. funny.
we're moving on saturday! we got the keys last night, so i guess i'll go and clean today and tomorrow! can't wait! i'll post pics as soon as i take some! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-112800255348570562?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/112800255348570562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=112800255348570562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112800255348570562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112800255348570562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/09/head-scratching-and-moving.html' title='head scratching and moving'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-112748542446497480</id><published>2005-09-23T08:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:23:44.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving in a Week</title><content type='html'>Hooray!  I am so  excited to be moving into our own house!  It is really time for that.  Oliver keeps saying he doesn't want to move, but i think it's because he thinks he'll be moving away from Denver.  He doesn't quite understand that we'll just be 10 minutes away from Mimi and Pops.  The house is quite nice that we're moving to, it's 3 bedrooms and 2 baths, with 2 living areas and an AWESOME view of the mountians from our deck.  

Re-church:
We have tried 1 church so far while we've been here.  I don't know when we'll try another one.  who knows??  but, i'll give reports of the ones we've tried, it should be amusing at least. 

our friends chris and ashli are going to the coldplay concert tonight in Dallas.  You are braver than I am, but I hope you have a great time.  get some close up pics of Chris Martin for me.  He's a hottie!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-112748542446497480?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/112748542446497480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=112748542446497480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112748542446497480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112748542446497480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/09/moving-in-week.html' title='Moving in a Week'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-112733160635563836</id><published>2005-09-21T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:40:06.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ear infections rule!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This is a picture of Charlie and her cousin Breklinn, they are 3 days apart. Charlie is older.


I took the charlie girl to the dr today for her 6 month check up. She weighs in at a whopping 14.8lbs and is 25 5/8 inches long. They were cracking up at her doing the 'sit ups'. When you lay Charlie down flat she lifts her head and feet at the same time like she is doing crunches. hilarious. Also found out she has ANOTHER double ear infection. That is not a good sign! She just had one a month ago. Poor Kid.
Oliver got a shot today (the flu shot) and he didn't even cry. He was really proud of himself and so was I ! Hopefully the flu shot will work (he's never had it before). Charlotte will go in 2 weeks for hers.
Well, I'm off to work, gotta go get the antibiotics first though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-112733160635563836?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/112733160635563836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=112733160635563836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112733160635563836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112733160635563836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/09/ear-infections-rule.html' title='ear infections rule!'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16943450.post-112724990944465151</id><published>2005-09-20T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:58:29.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/1600/100_2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6281/1621/320/100_2217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Here I am at blogspot.  We'll see how it goes.  Here is a new picture of Charlie-girl.  she had just finished a cracker.  LOVE the cheeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16943450-112724990944465151?l=lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/feeds/112724990944465151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16943450&amp;postID=112724990944465151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112724990944465151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16943450/posts/default/112724990944465151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinsuburbiaco.blogspot.com/2005/09/cheeky.html' title='Cheeky'/><author><name>brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484459265317951670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/6479/january07086bd3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
