<?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-3614954744266346160</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:54:05.831-05:00</updated><category term='games'/><category term='DWTS'/><category term='100 things'/><title type='text'>Crazy in Alabama</title><subtitle type='html'>...this is an attempt to maintain sanity in my hectic, non-stop, but always interesting life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crazy in Alabama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060197750573005624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3614954744266346160.post-7838696243575370915</id><published>2008-06-04T14:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:01:18.002-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things'/><title type='text'>100 Things....</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been around for awhile....I've had a sick little one, a sick grand-daddy and been super busy at work.... So here goes with 10 more from my list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  I love to read..mostly fiction.&lt;br /&gt;22. I love to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tetris&lt;/span&gt;...I am not as good as my hubby so I have to practice to beat him.&lt;br /&gt;23. My favorite color is blue&lt;br /&gt;24. I love getting pedicures with the favorite polishes of "I'm really not a waitress" or "Cajun Shrimp"&lt;br /&gt;25. I am terrible at math..even basic math&lt;br /&gt;26. I am very hard headed (stubborn for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; outside the south!)&lt;br /&gt;27. I cry....a lot&lt;br /&gt;28. I love surprises (good ones)&lt;br /&gt;29. I hate wearing shoes&lt;br /&gt;30. I have a serious issue with feeling guilty...people have told me that I would make a good Catholic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3614954744266346160-7838696243575370915?l=crazyinal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/feeds/7838696243575370915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3614954744266346160&amp;postID=7838696243575370915' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/7838696243575370915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/7838696243575370915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/2008/06/100-things.html' title='100 Things....'/><author><name>Crazy in Alabama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060197750573005624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3614954744266346160.post-4615694212503820022</id><published>2008-05-28T09:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:22:47.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things'/><title type='text'>100 Things Continued....</title><content type='html'>Here are the next 10 in my 100 things list.  I know you have all been eagerly awaiting these, so wait no longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I have one younger brother who lives only .6 miles away from me.&lt;br /&gt;12. I have had the same hair style since 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade, except for one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;horrific&lt;/span&gt; haircut when I was 20, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; encouraged my fear of change. &lt;br /&gt;13.  I have migraines.....often&lt;br /&gt;14. I love to sleep, but don't get to do this much&lt;br /&gt;15. My favorite sound is a baby giggling&lt;br /&gt;16. My favorite smell is a baby right after a bath/lotion&lt;br /&gt;17. My second favorite smell is.......puppy breath&lt;br /&gt;18. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; want to be domestic, but have a hard time with that quest&lt;br /&gt;19. I love to work cross word puzzles&lt;br /&gt;20.  I am pretty sure that I am a democrat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3614954744266346160-4615694212503820022?l=crazyinal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/feeds/4615694212503820022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3614954744266346160&amp;postID=4615694212503820022' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/4615694212503820022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/4615694212503820022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/2008/05/100-things-continued.html' title='100 Things Continued....'/><author><name>Crazy in Alabama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060197750573005624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3614954744266346160.post-5881260894475474807</id><published>2008-05-21T12:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T08:15:30.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Freaky!!</title><content type='html'>Someone sent this to me in an email and I had to share. This is the weirdest thing that I have ever done. I probably spent 30 minutes yesterday trying to "beat it". Never did! Have any of you ever played that electronic game that is out now called "20 Questions"? That little game is freaky too. You think of a word in your head and the game asks you 20 questions and then guesses what your word is. It always gets mine...mabye I'm too simple!! Have fun with this and let me know if you stump it!! I will forever be in awe of you if you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourprofile.com/guessyournumber.swf"&gt;http://www.quizyourprofile.com/guessyournumber.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3614954744266346160-5881260894475474807?l=crazyinal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/feeds/5881260894475474807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3614954744266346160&amp;postID=5881260894475474807' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/5881260894475474807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/5881260894475474807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/2008/05/freaky.html' title='Freaky!!'/><author><name>Crazy in Alabama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060197750573005624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3614954744266346160.post-950008184025957533</id><published>2008-05-21T08:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:15:57.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DWTS'/><title type='text'>Puttin' On My Dancin' Shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbxGeNSAGDU/SDQdwSS4vmI/AAAAAAAAADE/cQWu9ex2U5E/s1600-h/ist1_286109_a_dancepair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202816184901746274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbxGeNSAGDU/SDQdwSS4vmI/AAAAAAAAADE/cQWu9ex2U5E/s320/ist1_286109_a_dancepair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I got a very surprising call from my Hubby.  The conversation went as follows: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby&lt;/strong&gt;: "Hey what do we have going on Tuesdays and Fridays for the next few weeks?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;    "Why" &lt;em&gt;(I automatically think that he is going to add in more softball, because that is all that he does during the week..Mon, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Tournaments on the weekend)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby:&lt;/strong&gt; "Just wondering"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Becoming a little ill due to my assumption)&lt;/em&gt; "You have to have a reason b/c you asked about specific days"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby:&lt;/strong&gt; "We are going to take ballroom dancing classes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; stunned silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby:&lt;/strong&gt; "Hello are you there, did you hang up?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so needless to say I was shocked.  Me and Hubby do not spend any time together.  We want to but it always seems there are other things going on with the girls, mostly softball.  I love softball, I really do, but at times I resent it with everything that I am.  I'll blog about my love/hate relationship with softball some other time.  Anyways, I proceed to tell Hubs that he is very sweet to think about this, but I know that he really does not want to do this.  I know this because each Monday and Tuesday night he takes every opportunity to tell  me how much he hates Dancing with the Stars. He proceeds to tell me that he has been reading my blog and saw my "100 Things" where I posted that I want to dance like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DWTS&lt;/span&gt;.  How sweet!!! So I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DWTS&lt;/span&gt; in no time!! I am pumped and I think that Hubby is really pumped too.  He will deny this to everyone, but he wants to rock at it as much as I do.  He even watched the finale of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DTWS&lt;/span&gt; last night to check out their moves!!  I will document our progress with becoming outstanding ballroom dancers.  It will undoubtedly be hilarious!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3614954744266346160-950008184025957533?l=crazyinal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/feeds/950008184025957533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3614954744266346160&amp;postID=950008184025957533' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/950008184025957533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/950008184025957533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/2008/05/puttin-on-my-dancin-shoes.html' title='Puttin&apos; On My Dancin&apos; Shoes!'/><author><name>Crazy in Alabama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060197750573005624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbxGeNSAGDU/SDQdwSS4vmI/AAAAAAAAADE/cQWu9ex2U5E/s72-c/ist1_286109_a_dancepair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3614954744266346160.post-1883446850449041379</id><published>2008-05-20T08:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:11:23.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Name</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all! I have decided to change my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;url&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;a href="http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/"&gt;crazyinal.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. When I originally chose the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;girlsgirlsgirls&lt;/span&gt;, I intended for that to reflect that I have lots of female children, however, I fear that when I am being googled, this is not what people deduce!! I don't know how I always seem to get myself into these type situations. Please remember when I first signed up at blogger, I thought it would be cool to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adsense&lt;/span&gt;, that was until I was advertising Hot Russian Women on my site!! Anyway, I hope that you will continue to visit me at my new, less X-rated name, &lt;a href="http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/"&gt;crazyinal.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, please feel free to tell me in the future if you feel that anything I am doing/saying/displaying could be construed as unsavory!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3614954744266346160-1883446850449041379?l=crazyinal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/feeds/1883446850449041379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3614954744266346160&amp;postID=1883446850449041379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/1883446850449041379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/1883446850449041379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-name.html' title='New Name'/><author><name>Crazy in Alabama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060197750573005624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3614954744266346160.post-1180652393646660034</id><published>2008-05-20T08:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:10:12.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, May 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="2032430025775649172"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/oops.html"&gt;OOPS....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pal Valarie pointed out that I only posted 5 things instead of 10......Sorry, I'm a little slow this morning. We had an....ummmmmm......eventful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the other five&lt;br /&gt;6. I Must watch Dancing with the Stars and Grey's Anatomy weekly.&lt;br /&gt;7. I secretly would love to dance like the people on DWTS&lt;br /&gt;8. I have a BA and MA in Social Work; one from Auburn and one from U of Alabama&lt;br /&gt;9. I totally flip out if anyone even thinks about touching my collarbone....you don't want to see what happens if someone accidentally touches that area.&lt;br /&gt;10. I come from a long line of enablers....i think this directly relates to the profession I have chosen......."do as I say, not as I do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping me straight Val!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Crazy in Alabama at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/oops.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;8:38 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=2032430025775649172"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=2032430025775649172"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, May 16, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="901099969161271580"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/100-things-about-me.html"&gt;100 Things About me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls had to do this at school. They had a hard time and I got to thinking about whether or not I could do a list of 100 things about myself. So, I started and let me tell you, it's harder than it sounds. I have decided to post 10 at a time each week until I get all 100. If anyone wants to play along, please do. This is a good way for us to get to know each other a little better, even though you may not want to know some of the stuff that I have come up with!!! LOL Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. I have been a wife to my hubby for 5 years&lt;br /&gt;2. I have been married twice&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a mother to 4 beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;4. I am an aunt to a 17 month old neice and a 4 day old nephew&lt;br /&gt;5. I am an Auburn fan.......WAR EAGLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so those were gimmes, but check me out next week for some stuff you probably didn't know about me already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Our little man is named Lucas Christopher. He is doing well and will probably get to go home today....YEAH! My SIL got to come home yesterday. Thank you for all your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Crazy in Alabama at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/100-things-about-me.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;8:00 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=901099969161271580"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=901099969161271580"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/search/label/100%20things" rel="tag"&gt;100 things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="7288572686195549025"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-man.html"&gt;Little Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbxGeNSAGDU/SC1yayS4vfI/AAAAAAAAACM/BgXfle75F4A/s1600-h/DSCF0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new baby got here yesterday!! He weighed 5lbs 9oz and was 17.5 in. He is in the NICU right now cause he is having trouble breathing, but they expect him to be able to come home on Monday. Here is a pic a few minutes after he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Crazy in Alabama at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-man.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;4:35 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=7288572686195549025"&gt;9 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=7288572686195549025"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, May 14, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="4471614785861731375"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmmm.html"&gt;Hmmm......&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I was eating a very nutritious breakfast that consisted of a 3 Musketeers and Dr. Pepper, I was told by a coworker that this is not good to eat for breakfast. This got me to thinking, again, about who decided that candy was candy and that you could only eat it for dessert. Who decided that eggs were for breakfast and for that matter who decided that cornbread goes good with dinner? Likewise, who decided that curse words were curse words? Why is butt not just as bad as the explicative for butt? We all know what it means. If anyone has seen the Obrit comercial where the guy gets caught cheating you know what I'm talking about. They say things like "What the French, Toast?" While I find this wildly hilarious, we all know what could be said in place of this? So why is one bad and not the other. Another example is the work "freakin'" I have to threaten my oldest's life most of the time not to use this word. To me it is just like she is saying the F word. Anywhoo, I have tried over the years to implement words or phrases that I think are cool. It almost worked last year when I started using my fingers and mouth to spell out "WOW". I really thought this was catching on, but I did it the other day after a long period of not doing it and did not get the response that I was looking for. Anyway, my point is that either if I am not important enough to start catch phrases or come up with words, who is? Who are these powerful people that came up with the word Yogurt or balloon, or bologna? I need to know these things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Crazy in Alabama at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmmm.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;7:48 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=4471614785861731375"&gt;6 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=4471614785861731375"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/search/label/Random" rel="tag"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, May 13, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8215631345871881716"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/countdown-to-baby.html"&gt;Countdown to Baby!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shortly after my post yesterday we found out that we will be getting a new addition to our family on Thursday. Our little boy decided that he has waited long enough! My SIL is 36 weeks now so they are thinking that everything will be ok with him. She just keeps losing weight and her BP is sky high (169/100 yesterday)......So at 7:30 on Thursday we will get to meet our new little man. Still no name yet, though I think everybody has put in their two cents about the name! Anyhoo, I will put up some pics as soon as I get them on Thursday! Please pray that everything is well with him when he makes his grand entrance!I also met two new pals in blogland yesterday that have big families like myself. &lt;a href="http://janabananasbabbling.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jana&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://welcome2jujusworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julie&lt;/a&gt; both have five children. Go visit them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Crazy in Alabama at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/countdown-to-baby.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:50 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=8215631345871881716"&gt;6 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=8215631345871881716"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 12, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="1485057552473101407"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-baaaaaack.html"&gt;I'm Baaaaaack!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to start by saying thank you to everyone who checked in while I was away and so sorry that I have not been on......My sister-in-law is doing well.......baby boy is still a cookin'. She is on total bed rest now and is going to the doctor every three days. As for me, I have been really busy at work in addition to having some other stuff going on. Been kind of confusing around my way lately. I had a really good Mother's day yesterday and I got to be with all my girls all day long. That was the first time in six years that my step daughter's stayed with me all day! I felt so lucky and appreciated. My husband made sure that I had the best day ever. He took care of breakfast and he and the girls straightened up the house. We visited with my grandmother and then last night we ate out with my mom. I had a very relaxing day and got some very thoughtful gifts from my hubby and girls. Thanks, honey!! Happy Mother's Day to all you other Mommas.....this is a little funny that I got that I thought would be appropriate for Mother's Day. Again thank you to everyone that checked in on me, especially &lt;a href="http://dkwwrites.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://itswonderfullygood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brenda&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dustbunnyhostage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://valarielea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Valarie&lt;/a&gt;.Why God made Moms - BRILLIANT answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God make mothers?&lt;br /&gt;1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mostly to clean the house.&lt;br /&gt;3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did God make mothers?&lt;br /&gt;1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring&lt;br /&gt;3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He Just used bigger parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ingredients are mothers made of?&lt;br /&gt;1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean. (This is my Favorite one!!! Hilarious!)&lt;br /&gt;2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God give you Your mother &amp;amp; not some other mom?&lt;br /&gt;1. We're related&lt;br /&gt;2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of little girl was your mom?&lt;br /&gt;1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.&lt;br /&gt;3. They say she used to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?&lt;br /&gt;1. His last name.&lt;br /&gt;2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?&lt;br /&gt;3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did your mom marry your dad?&lt;br /&gt;1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. She got too old to do anything else with him.&lt;br /&gt;3. My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the boss at your house?&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between moms &amp;amp; dads?&lt;br /&gt;1. Moms work at work and work at home &amp;amp; dads just go to work at work.&lt;br /&gt;2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dads are taller &amp;amp; stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.&lt;br /&gt;4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your mom do in her spare time?&lt;br /&gt;1. Mothers don't do spare time.&lt;br /&gt;2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it take to make your mom perfect?&lt;br /&gt;1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about your Mom, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd make my Mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Crazy in Alabama at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-baaaaaack.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;6:00 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=1485057552473101407"&gt;8 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=1485057552473101407"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, April 24, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="4050562850564131587"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/04/pray-for-us.html"&gt;Pray for us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, today I am asking that anyone who can, please pray for my family. My sister-in-law is 33 weeks pregnant with her second child....our first little boy....and yesterday they had to put her into the hospital because she has protein in her urine. Basically that means that her kidneys are not working like they are supposed to. This is not our first time to deal with this. My niece is 16 months old and was born at 27 weeks. Same thing, Kylie's bp went sky high and her kidneys stopped working. Ella, my niece, only weighed 1 lb 14 oz and was in the hospital for 3 months in NICU. She is perfect now, by the grace of God. She is the sweetest thing. She only weighs 17 lbs now, but she is walking everywhere her little legs will take her and trying to talk up a storm. But back to our little man....please keep him in your prayers that he will stay inside for a couple more weeks and finish cooking! Please keep Kylie in your prayers as well. She needs to stay calm and keep that bp down and keep that little man inside her for a little while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Crazy in Alabama at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/2008/04/pray-for-us.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;6:16 AM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=4050562850564131587"&gt;10 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6803257880997086402&amp;amp;postID=4050562850564131587"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://girlsgirlsgirlsandmoregirls.blogspot.com/search/label/prayers" rel="tag"&gt;prayers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3614954744266346160-1180652393646660034?l=crazyinal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/feeds/1180652393646660034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3614954744266346160&amp;postID=1180652393646660034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/1180652393646660034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3614954744266346160/posts/default/1180652393646660034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyinal.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-may-19-2008-oops.html' title=''/><author><name>Crazy in Alabama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060197750573005624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
