<?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-7637089818858028887</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:09:31.935+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my sista made me do it</title><subtitle type='html'>a blog for me about all the fun i get up to with the 4 boys in my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-5056092050348555739</id><published>2010-04-14T22:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:08:48.361+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what year are we in</title><content type='html'>i have been such a slack bum... well my sister is writing as i am waiting for my streaks to be ready to wash out and i really need to go to sleep cause she has had to listen to me and my whiney voice since 9.30pm....roll on 11.30 so i can wash this stuff out of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my hubbin and i are on a bit of an adventure down to the gold coast - off to watch the Outback Spectacular. Should be fun as the little lights of my life are not coming with us... just pure adult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have been growing and growing... meatball is walking and starting to talk - very exciting little fellow, lumpy is a little terror as you would expect ...we have only just got the little blighter off to sleep... cheeky monkey was sneaking into the other kids bedrooms and playing. Sketti is doing well at school and still the cutest little boy - i am blessed with the bestest boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that is all for now cause tracey has run out of nice things to type for me and is demanding i go and pour her a wine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night to you all and have a fantastic day tomorrow... till i decide to find my blog to update .. have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-5056092050348555739?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5056092050348555739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=5056092050348555739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5056092050348555739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5056092050348555739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-year-are-we-in.html' title='what year are we in'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-6578466686672569593</id><published>2009-10-09T11:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:29:32.509+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh I've been rather slack huh......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am super slack in the posting department huh!!! Lots has been happening. Meatball is now crawling nearly walking, Lumpy is being a 2 year old {lol} and Sketti is still my "broke the mould" child. I wish that I still could raise Lumpy and Meatball the way that Sketti was raised as he's a bloody gem! Hubbin broke his leg whilst training at Judo and was home for 7 weeks.... was fantastic! Got my kitchen renovated, caught up on a heap of my "to do "list, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;almost got him up on the roof to paint it but thought that I was pushing my luck lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bh_rNX6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/PUZFFaa9FuM/s1600-h/Project3+(Small).png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390416812339716002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bh_rNX6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/PUZFFaa9FuM/s200/Project3+(Small).png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My beautiful figurines from my beautiful boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aFJfT-JI/AAAAAAAAAPc/kAHj2pReJ0k/s1600-h/2009-10-07-1608-08+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390415217246337170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aFJfT-JI/AAAAAAAAAPc/kAHj2pReJ0k/s200/2009-10-07-1608-08+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our 1st ever family portrait...I need to photoshop my hair lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Been to Brisbane a few times, finally made it to my Dad's grave which I haven't done in 6 years. Made good with my second eldest sister after over 10 years of ignoration on both of our behalfs. It's amazing how easy it is to forget the actual reasons that you stop speaking to someone. It is also a shame that I was immature enough to allow it to take 10 years of my life with someone away. Lots of other stuff but couldn't be bothered writing it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aGQL97aI/AAAAAAAAAPs/U1oGVNC4DTI/s1600-h/October+2009+108+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390415236224118178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aGQL97aI/AAAAAAAAAPs/U1oGVNC4DTI/s200/October+2009+108+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheeky boy my Meatball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Turned almost old so thought that I would mark the day by getting a tattoo...one copyright symbol later and my arse will never be the same. Figured it was indicative of the person that I am to copyright my butt...not that I have a good arse mind you but alas it is mine lol....Got some really lovely gifts too for my birthday which was a definite jump up on last years efforts. Managed to get birthday cake for breakfast in bed off Hubbin and the boys and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; scored one for morning tea off a friend as well....needless to say I had no lunch that day as I was going to vomit due to all of the cake!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aHOGCLrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vIdkJr8Up68/s1600-h/Project1+(Small).png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390415252842229426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aHOGCLrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vIdkJr8Up68/s200/Project1+(Small).png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My tiny tat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aH7YMzpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/lozfICF08Qc/s1600-h/Project2+(Small).png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390415264998018706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aH7YMzpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/lozfICF08Qc/s200/Project2+(Small).png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cake that Hubbin made for my birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Took the boys on a holiday to Currumbin a few months back which was freaking awesome. They had a magnificent time at Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary and the beach. We managed to get a fantastic deal on a unit right on the beach so off we went and had a bloody ball....can't wait until we get to go again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bjElmYuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/gcqEKBqUyuc/s1600-h/July2009+113+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390416830838235874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bjElmYuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/gcqEKBqUyuc/s200/July2009+113+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope they stay like this forever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bjpGfaXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/jCzzdCWj__k/s1600-h/July2009+094+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390416840639867250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bjpGfaXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/jCzzdCWj__k/s200/July2009+094+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My beautiful boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bkBHdk7I/AAAAAAAAAQk/Xrz6ewSDYIM/s1600-h/July2009+264+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390416847086392242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bkBHdk7I/AAAAAAAAAQk/Xrz6ewSDYIM/s200/July2009+264+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last weekend we went to Oakey air base for their annual fly in and the boys had the best day. They got to clamber through cockpits and watch aeronautical displays. I saw a twinkle in Lumpy's eye that I have never seen before so maybe he has plans for his future already. Needless to say he took 5 minutes flat to fall asleep in the car on the way home as he was constant all day....never seen both the older 2 so excited....was really great!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aF8ffM6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/fm_4imXqaXQ/s1600-h/October+2009+068+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390415230937281442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6aF8ffM6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/fm_4imXqaXQ/s200/October+2009+068+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flying a plane lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Have been really hectic with Judo lately. Got reappointed as fundraising coordinator again this year which I really enjoy doing. Organised a BBQ outside our local Woolworth last weekend and made Just under $250.00 which was fantastic!!! Currently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;organising our Tournament and also Christmas multi-draw raffle. Tournament is the beginning of next month and we get clubs from as far away as Lismore attend so it's really good for our little club! Even started doing Judo myself until Hubbin broke his leg..decided to stop until he was back at work just in case I hurt myself as well...bills wouldn't get paid with 2 of us out of action! Back to it on Monday though. Hubbin and I will also be training the juniors next year which should be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bisMATMI/AAAAAAAAAQM/l4-hH_9AGvc/s1600-h/September+2009+351+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390416824288431298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bisMATMI/AAAAAAAAAQM/l4-hH_9AGvc/s200/September+2009+351+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Medal of participation in the Queensland State Titles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well I'm off got housework to do....have a great day........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7637089818858028887-6578466686672569593?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6578466686672569593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=6578466686672569593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6578466686672569593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6578466686672569593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/gosh-ive-been-rather-slack-huh.html' title='Gosh I&apos;ve been rather slack huh......'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Ss6bh_rNX6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/PUZFFaa9FuM/s72-c/Project3+(Small).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-6736015710509346133</id><published>2009-03-12T07:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:52:34.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I am soooo tired!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxqQ2PdlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wjp_oP8tJqo/s1600-h/March+2009+038+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I simply adore each of my 3 children and am extremely lucky to have them but dear God they know how to ruin a perfectly good day before it is has even begun. I finished work last night at some ungodly hour then came home to the beautiful silence that was my children all fast asleep only to have 4 hours sleep then be jolted awake by the sound of Meatball going off his tits about god knows what! I love 4am in the morning, it is such a peaceful and tranquil time, well it's supposed to be!!! So after trying in vain to get him back to sleep I gave up and got up only to be further screamed at until the milk was ready. And of course now the larger 2 boys have awoken from their slumber and Meatball has drifted back to a peaceful sleep, I love motherhood! I am resigned to the fact that if I don't get at least an hour of sleep in today I am completely screwed for this evenings shift at work! Did I mention that I love motherhood!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxpgYWw0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/64FYO6pAsHg/s1600-h/March+2009+009+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312050349619987266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxpgYWw0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/64FYO6pAsHg/s200/March+2009+009+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am back at work for 3 weeks whilst another girl gets married, I was shitting myself thinking that I would not remember anything and fail dismally but yey for me I've still got it. Although I will be only doing the 3 weeks work as I honestly just couldn't handle Meatball getting up at silly hours (uncharacteristically) then having to function until late it is a lovely and welcomed change from my 4 walls. And the money is great lol. And returning to work is also out as they have managed to give me 2 trainees to coach and I am still learning the new systems myself after not being there for 2 and a half years, a bit pissed about that but at least they will be taught properly I guess. Well that's it, pretty bloody boring I am, in a nutshell I work and I'm tired-same as the other 2.5million working mothers out there. I am such a whinger lol.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxpoK-aeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/F037RgIqQGU/s1600-h/March+2009+038+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312050351711349218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxpoK-aeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/F037RgIqQGU/s200/March+2009+038+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxpxodkhI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4r6KPysaQPw/s1600-h/March+2009+025+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312050354250945042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxpxodkhI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4r6KPysaQPw/s200/March+2009+025+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took Mum over to see Nana in the nursing home when she is now as she has dementia. She surprised the crap out of me and remembered all 3 of my boys and myself but also my mums name which she rarely remembers, she was having a good day. We took some photos and she chatted to the 2 younger boys as Sketti was with Hubbin working. Even though she has always been Nana {very long story} she is alot more tolerable now, not sure whether it's my age or just the fact that I see a very frail old lady who is lost....probably a mixture of both. Dementia is a terrible thing but at least she is sill alive, us relatives just have to roll with it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Sbgxp7lQWmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1eHJAEcVxp8/s1600-h/March+2009+013+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312050356921850466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Sbgxp7lQWmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1eHJAEcVxp8/s200/March+2009+013+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got to go an break up Lumpy and Sketti before they kill each other....have a lovely day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7637089818858028887-6736015710509346133?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6736015710509346133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=6736015710509346133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6736015710509346133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6736015710509346133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-soooo-tired.html' title='I am soooo tired!!!'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SbgxpgYWw0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/64FYO6pAsHg/s72-c/March+2009+009+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-256135861240146207</id><published>2009-03-05T13:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:10:22.484+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Super busy but not much doing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have been rather busy of late but alas not much to show for it apart from 3 fully functioning beautiful children, got to love motherhood. Had a few opportunities to sit down and scrap my ever growing pile of photos, and of course found time to buy more supplies. Meatball as I will call him for now {keeping Big Sis happy lol}, is growing into a fine specimen of a baby. I gave up breastfeeding this week as I have been really ill for the last month and there was no indication of me getting better and meatball was starting to get unsettled as my milk just wasn't cutting it. I was so sad to give up breastfeeding with Lumpy and Sketti, but such a relief has washed over me since I stopped feeding Meatball. He has been a really difficult feeder from day one and I persisted for the sake of him but dear God I am so glad that it is over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Sa9N3nZ590I/AAAAAAAAAOs/9j_2Rmp17co/s1600-h/March+2009+004+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309548103558887234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Sa9N3nZ590I/AAAAAAAAAOs/9j_2Rmp17co/s200/March+2009+004+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been applying for a few grants lately trying to improve our local Judo club, fingers crossed that one of them gets approved. We are looking at taking Sketti to state titles in April so I hope that he has a really good time and loves the experience. I left the choice up to him as to whether or not he wanted to go and he said that he would. Means a trip to Brissy so I can catch up with my family YEY! It's good living away as you aren't in each others pockets but it sucks as I miss so much of my nieces and nephews everyday life. {And my brother and sister as well}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Sa9N3HkV6AI/AAAAAAAAAOk/sNGSJUl-0BE/s1600-h/February+2009+010+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309548095012726786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Sa9N3HkV6AI/AAAAAAAAAOk/sNGSJUl-0BE/s200/February+2009+010+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hubbin qualifies in June so we are in countdown mode for that. I am looking at throwing him a surprise birthday party and qualifying party in one as he qualifies the day before his 33rd birthday. Just got to keep it a secret whilst I work out the nitty gritty of it. His birthday falls on a Sunday so it looks as though he will be hungover for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Lumpy has been quite amusing of late, see he is turning 2 next month and has been lets say testing his boundaries. He is just working out who he is and exploring the world but the problem is that he is alot like his father and goes abit too far quite often. Never mind, I manage to see the funny side of it majority of times. Lucky for him that I don't wear any of the make-up that he discovered the other day or he would have been in deep shit. Then of course there was the tissues and the toilet roll and the baby oil in the bathroom, he is such an explorer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Sketti turns 8 this month which is sad as he is becoming such a big boy. He is such a beautifully spirited child and I am truly blessed to have him as my son. We are looking at getting him a new bike for his birthday along with all of the other crap stashed away in the cupboard. Well I need to go as unfortunately my washing still hasn't worked out how to get itself off the line. Have a truly fantabulous day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-256135861240146207?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/256135861240146207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=256135861240146207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/256135861240146207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/256135861240146207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-busy-but-not-much-doing.html' title='Super busy but not much doing!!!'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/Sa9N3nZ590I/AAAAAAAAAOs/9j_2Rmp17co/s72-c/March+2009+004+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-7184949369058337536</id><published>2009-01-14T09:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:13:33.098+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my 3 little people</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well good morning to all, I am the slackest of slack and loving it. I am parking my arse today to have some me time which may just flow into tomorrow aswell. My beautiful children are running around the house having a blast with eachother whilst the youngest is having 5 minutes. I am so greatful the MP sleeps through all of the noise that his brothers create. Poor little bugger has his whole life ahead of him to be terrorised by his 2 older brothers and I feel so sorry for him. Lumpy and Sketti are wonderful big brothers to him {so far} and are gentle and loving but no doubt that will all change once MP starts getting mobile. I am still trying to get a nickname for MP, the only one that I have is bobblehead at the moment but no doubt he will get one soon enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sgrvJCAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0YGkPZz34_s/s1600-h/December+2008+083+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290934077238085634" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sgrvJCAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0YGkPZz34_s/s200/December+2008+083+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sglnecEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5r6VbtU6MQY/s1600-h/December+2008+092+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290934075595321410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sglnecEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5r6VbtU6MQY/s200/December+2008+092+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290934081816181026" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sg8ypOSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UgD0NytEMjY/s200/December+2008+114+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The first few weeks of this year have been different, we had Hubbins Grandma and Aunt stay with us for a few days which was nice. Grandma is turning 90 this month and is still as sharp as a tack and just as funny to boot. She is a really lovely woman and I enjoyed talking to her for hours about a massive range of things. She's a gem. On the flip side my Hubbin turned into a wanker for 2 days but he is now hopefully back to normal as I jammed my foot clean up his arse. Poor guy marrying me, I did warn him though. I decided to try the shoe on the other foot thing yeaterday and changed one of my bad habits that I know truely pisses him off and low and behold it was a great success. Marriage is give and take but only when both sides both give and take that is. I am nearly on step 2 of his punishment, the first step was dragging him clothes shopping for 5 hours on Monday, funnily enough he never complained once lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sgcJM-uI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NechKCSeweQ/s1600-h/December+2008+082+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290934073052429026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sgcJM-uI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NechKCSeweQ/s200/December+2008+082+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sgTdGxvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dMhh_NnRZ7A/s1600-h/December+2008+017+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290934070719989490" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sgTdGxvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dMhh_NnRZ7A/s200/December+2008+017+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0t6P4ss9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/LT8wdY2i8nM/s1600-h/December+2008+200+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290935615950205906" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0t6P4ss9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/LT8wdY2i8nM/s200/December+2008+200+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Must away MP is awake....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7637089818858028887-7184949369058337536?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7184949369058337536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=7184949369058337536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/7184949369058337536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/7184949369058337536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-my-3-little-people.html' title='I love my 3 little people'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SW0sgrvJCAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0YGkPZz34_s/s72-c/December+2008+083+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-459441432047808480</id><published>2008-11-06T10:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:01:12.179+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The final countdown.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dear god I have the most painstakingly longest 3 weeks of my life ahead of me!!! That's right my due date is the 29th of November and I want it to be all over right now. The baby's head is engaged and I am in unbelievable amounts of pain. I am usually the type to not whinge about being uncomfortable but this pregnancy for some reason had been really painful for the last 4 months. I told Hubbin last night that we were having no more after this one as I can't handle being in this much pain for this amount of time for no immediate result. Selfish yes I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJANyd97hI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pnoolXt7Zow/s1600-h/october2008+114+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265341519979474450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJANyd97hI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pnoolXt7Zow/s200/october2008+114+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My 2 beautiful boys and cruising along just perfectly as I am a super lucky mumma. Sketti competed last Sunday in our annual Judo tournament and totally kicked arse winning all 5 of his fights, the last taking him only 5 seconds. I was blown away at how well he did, even when he copped a headbutt to his nose and the tears of pain flowed freely he soldiered on and won. Lumpy is 18 months old now and powering on. He is now at the 3 to 4 words in a row stage which is super cool as it's like having a conversation with a little human being. I missed out on most of Sketti going through these stages as I was working full time so it's really cool to be able to be around for this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJANDeW1NI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mjvmViEeTSQ/s1600-h/october2008+059+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265341507364639954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJANDeW1NI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mjvmViEeTSQ/s200/october2008+059+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJAMoESGTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XtxGK7TuVpg/s1600-h/october2008+004+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265341500007520562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJAMoESGTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XtxGK7TuVpg/s200/october2008+004+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJAMoESGTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XtxGK7TuVpg/s1600-h/october2008+004+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJAMoESGTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XtxGK7TuVpg/s1600-h/october2008+004+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hubbin starts his 4th year at Tafe to qualify for his Electrical Apprenticeship in 2 weeks which is going to cut it mighty fine with the new arrival. He'll cope, fact is he has to. I just have to pull some super mum shit out of my arse until he finishes then I will have time to crumple into a blithering heap. We have had quite alot of hiccups along the path of our relationship but sometimes you need these to keep you alive. You don't necessarily want them but you need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJANuj6ObI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eb65iF2O7cY/s1600-h/october2008+067+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265341518930655666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJANuj6ObI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eb65iF2O7cY/s200/october2008+067+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJAMzNntSI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FucJWg87aIM/s1600-h/october2008+035+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265341502999475490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJAMzNntSI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FucJWg87aIM/s200/october2008+035+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Low and behold my mother got a job which in itself is somewhat comical (I'm being nasty). She is at the stage in life where she is driving me f*c*ing insane by always being around and not having a life of her own. My big sis constantly puts ideas into her head but they manage to float out the other side quicker that she can put them in. Hopefully though some will start sinking in as the employment one did. It's hard being a parent to your parent as well as your own children, now I finally get what my big sis means, and yes Miss Thing it does my head in just as much as it does yours. Well I'm off, I need a nap as I am old and may as well slip one in wherever I can as soon they will be non existent in my household...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-459441432047808480?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/459441432047808480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=459441432047808480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/459441432047808480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/459441432047808480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-countdown.html' title='The final countdown.....................'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SRJANyd97hI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pnoolXt7Zow/s72-c/october2008+114+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-1331339324724175038</id><published>2008-09-09T10:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:44:03.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>spring glorious spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Well thank god that winter is over! I am so slack only managing to blog once a month at best. No excuse just lazy! Poor Lumpy is cutting 3 teeth at once at the moment, top right molar, bottom left molar and 4th front bottom. Poor little fella, it must be hurting like hell. He is super clingy and super sick, the clingy part for me is good as it means lots more snuggles! Sketti is cruising along really well at school. Hubbin and I attended a parent teacher interview last week to be shocked by the fact that the is over a year ahead in both his reading and maths. Noice!!! Very proud of our biggest monkey! He had a funky hair day at school last week which resulted in my son looking like a member from the band The Living End. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXBYk9GFcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/A99gqarrSpw/s1600-h/August+2008+012+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243809969123759554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXBYk9GFcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/A99gqarrSpw/s320/August+2008+012+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Have been floating through my pregnancy with a small pang of worry butting in every once and a while. I am worried about how I will adjust to having two under 2 years old. It was such an easy transition having the two boys 6 years apart as Sketti is so independent but I worry now how Lumpy will cope with having to share mummy with Sketti and the new baby, I guess that time will tell....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXFnASFi8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/imqbUvnOWtw/s1600-h/August+2008+014+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243814615024241602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXFnASFi8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/imqbUvnOWtw/s320/August+2008+014+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;We splurged and bought a new car after the Laser had a fight with a kangaroo and lost. One sparkly new Black Ford Territory now resides in our garage with a sizable debt residing in our bank balance. Oh well can't take it with you once your gone I suppose. Rather a lovely car to drive, still miss driving my trusty old Camry though. Hubbin has claimed it for his work car so whenever I can nick it to go to the shops I do as I love my car and would be just as happy to have it full time and he have the Territory. We decided on getting a 7 seater as we breed like rabbits and are hoping for 5 children thus the need for 7 seats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXFnB1WW_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/9_8QVe9YBBM/s1600-h/August+2008+022+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243814615440579570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXFnB1WW_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/9_8QVe9YBBM/s320/August+2008+022+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Hubbin is getting excited about qualifying at the end of November, finally finishing his Electrical Apprenticeship. Funny part about it though is that once again we have a baby being welcomed into the world at the exact same time as he is due to do his last block of Tafe to qualify. I think that I am more nervous than what he is as it will be such a massive load for him to carry, finishing his exams, new baby, wife and 2 boys all contending for his time. Very lucky and blessed to have him as my best friend, husband and father of my children, even the bad is forgotten because of all of the good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXFnS3GRrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/7sQQM8qNwuk/s1600-h/untitled+(Small).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243814620011316914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXFnS3GRrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/7sQQM8qNwuk/s320/untitled+(Small).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Can't wait until Christmas this year, having my family here instead of his family will be sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wonderful for once. I have not spent Christmas with my family for the last 3 years so it will be a welcome change! My big Sis is having a birthday on Friday which we were supposed to be going to Brissy for but in a crappy turn of events we will be unable to make it, hopefully she has a magnificent day and gets spoilt rotten as she is definitely one lady who truly deserves it. Well I'm off as I am boring and need to finish my layout from last week- told you I was slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Keep safe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-1331339324724175038?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1331339324724175038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=1331339324724175038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/1331339324724175038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/1331339324724175038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/09/spring-glorious-spring.html' title='spring glorious spring'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SMXBYk9GFcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/A99gqarrSpw/s72-c/August+2008+012+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-3551086805107382740</id><published>2008-07-17T11:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:53.675+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the first day of the rest of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6eMKIkmeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/uLhaFd5a2ig/s1600-h/July+2008+023+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223786549512280546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6eMKIkmeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/uLhaFd5a2ig/s320/July+2008+023+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6eMQXbgsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Yno1SJV6Tfo/s1600-h/July+2008+024+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223786551185212098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6eMQXbgsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Yno1SJV6Tfo/s320/July+2008+024+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I woke up this morning and stuck on my nicotine patch. Day 1 for giving up smoking. Finally have got to the stage in my life where I am nearing 30 and need to start prioritising. My children are my world and I am a massive part of theirs and they need their mum around for as long as I can be, so after smoking for over half my life {which might I add is disgusting as I am only 27} I need to quit. Not only will the extra years on my life be wonderful but the new car that Hubbin and I are saving for will be even more enjoyable to drive knowing that I am that little bit healthier. I actually worked out that we were spending over $120 a week between us on cigarettes and that is a car payment. Sparkling new car for a job well done I reckon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6dv31EvjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XWv-_3B8Mm4/s1600-h/July+2008+007+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223786063562325554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6dv31EvjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XWv-_3B8Mm4/s320/July+2008+007+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;So I am also into the 20th week of my 8th pregnancy so I have started to relax. I have a bad track record with keeping babies where they need to be so 20 weeks is awesome! We have chosen the name Archer Patrick for our new bouncing baby boy due in November. Hubbin and Sketti don't know what sex the new baby is so I am doing remarkably well for keeping that secret. I keep throwing in a she or her remark when talking about the baby to keep Hubbin guessing. So far so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6dwRtT-RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YdWqsbxKqX0/s1600-h/July+2008+045+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223786070509091090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6dwRtT-RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YdWqsbxKqX0/s320/July+2008+045+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Lumpy had his first haircut a few weeks ago so now he actually looks like a male as opposed to a woolly mammoth lol! Sketti and Hubbin are due to be on television within two weeks in a show about Judo and our Judo club Noice! Sketti was so funny as they camera people were trying to prompt him with things to say but he just kept yabbering about what he wanted to. Very typical behaviour for a child of mine! Sketti did super well with his report card which Hubbin and I were stoked about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6dwAL6GgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kqTtGwR12cA/s1600-h/July+2008+009+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223786065805580802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6dwAL6GgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kqTtGwR12cA/s320/July+2008+009+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Will be travelling to Brisvegas next weekend for a Judo competition, have told Sketti that if he tries his best then he will be geting a pet for his room, funny part is that he is thinking along the lines of a snake, guinea pig or rat { disgusting} but alas for him it will be a fish. He needs a bit of responsibility of his very own, and I have to let him have it. I have only just recently cut my umbilical cord with him and I have to let my baby grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Have a splendid day, I need to keep busy as to avoid the dreaded failure of having a cigarette.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-3551086805107382740?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3551086805107382740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=3551086805107382740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/3551086805107382740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/3551086805107382740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-first-day-of-rest-of-my-life.html' title='Today is the first day of the rest of my life...'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SH6eMKIkmeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/uLhaFd5a2ig/s72-c/July+2008+023+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-8463114659421445856</id><published>2008-06-17T12:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:54.381+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A month later still tired!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I can not believe how much energy that this new baby is sucking out of me! I am so exhausted from doing nothing all the time. By 11am I need a nanny nap then if I had a choice I would have another one at 4pm! Damn those multivitamins that cost a fortune and do jack shit! I need a natural tonic to keep me with eyes open for the majority of the day, damn shame that I don't do vegie drinks etc they would probably help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfCBNe4sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PI11VDLNZqU/s1600-h/June+2008+047+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212669213249823426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfCBNe4sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PI11VDLNZqU/s320/June+2008+047+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I have signed up for face book recently and am disgusted at how much time I actually spend on it. Apart from catching up with a crap load of friends that I haven't seen in years I love my Vampire! There is nothing better than turning off my computer knowing that I have beaten one of Hubbins friends who is 3 times more powerful than me and that I will get a message in my inbox tomorrow from him! HA HA my vampire kicks arse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfD5UvS1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/duhieSUjzVY/s1600-h/June+2008+042+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212669245492513618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfD5UvS1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/duhieSUjzVY/s320/June+2008+042+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfDPUAosI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kfxHrpAZCWI/s1600-h/June+2008+015+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212669234215166658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfDPUAosI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kfxHrpAZCWI/s320/June+2008+015+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I NEED A LIFE AND MORE HOBBIES!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfDfn3hUI/AAAAAAAAAII/kxXpBw9xqWk/s1600-h/June+2008+023+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212669238593422658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfDfn3hUI/AAAAAAAAAII/kxXpBw9xqWk/s320/June+2008+023+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;My Lumpy is being wonderful lately. He is now one millisecond off running, and is so very interactive. You can ask him a question and he will either nod yes or no to answer you. It's so cool! Sketti is missing a front tooth FINALLY!!! Took a lot of convincing to let Daddy tie dental floss around it and give it a yank, but after a visit to the doctors to confirm that it was severly infected as the next one was trying to come down he relented and out she came!! Lucky for him too as I was cracking the craps at him telling him that if I had to take him to the dentist to pay to get it extracted then he was so in for it! No money left in his bank account was the punishment he was not looking forward to. Nasty parents!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfDpPrZ7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/J2XznZ4pXpQ/s1600-h/June+2008+037+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212669241176319922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfDpPrZ7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/J2XznZ4pXpQ/s320/June+2008+037+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I am off to rest my weary head as I am getting the dreaded flu as my boys love to share, be good and be safe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-8463114659421445856?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8463114659421445856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=8463114659421445856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8463114659421445856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8463114659421445856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/06/month-later-still-tired.html' title='A month later still tired!!!'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SFcfCBNe4sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PI11VDLNZqU/s72-c/June+2008+047+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-421387584957046270</id><published>2008-05-30T20:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:54.717+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOO TIRED........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I have come to the conclusion that there are simply not enough hours in the day and I am certain that somehow someone constantly tampers with all of the clocks in my house to make me lose even more precious minutes. Either that or I need to nap more frequently and breathe occassionally. What an exhausting week; thank god that tomorrow is Saturday and Hubbin is home from work to look after my beautiful angels so that I can have 5 minutes to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SD_ewWLqUmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WfE2vYSWuEo/s1600-h/May+2008+024+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206124616433160802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SD_ewWLqUmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WfE2vYSWuEo/s320/May+2008+024+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;In between baby sitting my Mamble, loving and nurturing my 2 beautiful angels and trying to rest I have managed to completely exhaust myself. Hubbin is rather self sufficient so he has floated through this week unaided. So much stress that good news is a total plus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SD_ewmLqUnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mz-hCt95paU/s1600-h/April+2008+054+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206124620728128114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SD_ewmLqUnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mz-hCt95paU/s320/April+2008+054+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I have finally managed {hopefully} to keep my new baby where it should be, in my stomach to incubate. Fourteen weeks and counting, fingers crossed and I am totally reliant on nothing but Karma right now to pull me through. I have been doing lovely things and being nice so hopefully this will come back to me with a lovely 40 weeks of pregnancy. We had a scan and everything seems to be spot on, I think that this is the only time in my life that I have been looking forward to being overweight in the near future LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SD_drWLqUlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nLTpeufeoNs/s1600-h/May+2008+059+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206123431022187090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SD_drWLqUlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nLTpeufeoNs/s320/May+2008+059+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Have had no time to scrap book which is shitting me to tears as I keep receiving parcels in the mail of all of the wonderful goodies that I have purchased off the Net but alas no time to enjoy them, enough to reduce any real woman to tears really!!! On the upside of it being half stressful in my household at the moment is that I have been talking to my fam a lot this week. Generally we have much more rivetting conversations about how our lives are going but all the same it's nice to just hear their voices sometimes. We would all visit more if they just moved closer to me ha ha ha ha ha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Have a simply stunning day tomorrow, a new day with new adventures and no stress are my aims for Saturday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-421387584957046270?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/421387584957046270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=421387584957046270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/421387584957046270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/421387584957046270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-sooooooooooooo-tired.html' title='I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOO TIRED........'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SD_ewWLqUmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WfE2vYSWuEo/s72-c/May+2008+024+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-5373867802552847986</id><published>2008-04-20T08:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:55.749+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is now a Toddler SOB SOB!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4w23UsmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zbFOt2K9QgU/s1600-h/April+2008+113+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191094301254529634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4w23UsmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zbFOt2K9QgU/s320/April+2008+113+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I am not coping. My beautiful baby Lumpy has now officially turned one!!! He had a lovely day and got totally spoilt. We had Hubbin's G'ma up from Brissy aswell as his parents so my day of celebrating my son turning old turned out to be a rather large event. Lumpy got some pretty cool toys and clothes, the coolest of all were his St George football and his leather jacket, he looks so shit hot in it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4X23UsjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZFmIew5dl24/s1600-h/April+2008+115+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191093871757799986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4X23UsjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZFmIew5dl24/s320/April+2008+115+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I haven't been doing as much scrapping as what I would have liked to be doing as we have had visitors continually in my house which makes quiet time impossible. {Tracey read my mind!!!}  We got our new puppy Ziggy 2 Saturdays ago, he is soooo cute &amp;amp; fluffy.  So far so good with the puppy, he has settled into his new home well and minimal whinging had been wonderful.  Sketti was issued with a new roster for the fridge which includes doggy feeding and cleaning which he has so far stuck to with excellent results for me as I don't do cleaning up dog poo.  It was so beautiful when we went up to get him as Sketti asked who the dog with the bow was for, my friend replied 2 very special little boys.  He then asked who the 2 boys were, Hubbin replied that they only lived a few doors up, Sketti thought about it for a moment then had a guess that it was him. After we told him that it was for himself and his brother he literally burst into tears for no less than three minutes, my friend K and I both looked at eachother and both being pregnant tears welled up.  It was one of the beautiful moments in life.  Lets hope that he remembers how important that moment was when it comes to the poo cleaning...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4lW3UslI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5GOGtPhmmCU/s1600-h/April+2008+003+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191094103686034002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4lW3UslI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5GOGtPhmmCU/s320/April+2008+003+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not much else has been happening in my world, am planning on scrapping today and telling everyone else to bite my bum when they try to interrupt me, I need some my time and my time I shall have  Have a wonderful day I plan too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4em3UskI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1nGSgtn8fiA/s1600-h/April+2008+001+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191093987721916994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4em3UskI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1nGSgtn8fiA/s320/April+2008+001+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-5373867802552847986?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5373867802552847986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=5373867802552847986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5373867802552847986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5373867802552847986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-baby-is-now-toddler-sob-sob.html' title='My baby is now a Toddler SOB SOB!!!'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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/_hxmpKMNX_pw/SAp4w23UsmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zbFOt2K9QgU/s72-c/April+2008+113+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-8659518056989506890</id><published>2008-03-31T08:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:55.957+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sketti!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;My son had the all time coolest birthday.  We'll start with the day before his birthday.  A really good friend of ours Lolly owns a plane so he rang and asked if he could take Sketti on a joy flight for his birthday.  So up went Hubbin, Sketti &amp;amp; Lolly for an hour.  Sketti had an absolute ball and informed me that he sat in the front seat and also go to actually fly the plane!!! How bloody cool is that for a 7 year old!!! So envious.  So a big thank you to Lolly and have a safe extended holiday overseas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R_AcAm4o2oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/RD6dOCjI1Lk/s1600-h/March+2008+214+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183673967867124354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R_AcAm4o2oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/RD6dOCjI1Lk/s320/March+2008+214+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Then we move forward to the birthday and the party...It was crapping down rain for the 2 days leading up to Sketti's party so Hubbin and I were panicking.  Low and behold on the day a crystal blue sky, excellent!!!  Sketti had a beaut day, scored way too many presents and slept like a log that night.  I have seen nothing funnier though than 2 full grown men sitting under a trampoline playing pass the parcel with a bunch of kids.  Nutters!!! The cake turned out o.k aswell, Sketti was stoked and it tasted yummo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R_AbkG4o2mI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7KXeK2Od8yQ/s1600-h/March+2008+281+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183673478240852578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R_AbkG4o2mI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7KXeK2Od8yQ/s320/March+2008+281+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;We are getting a puppy for the kids in 2 weeks.  Sketti doesn't know yet as we are doing it as a combined birthday present for the boys, he will be rapt and Lumpy will probably try to eat it.  I blatently refuse to clean up after it though and I am pretty sure that I have made that very clear to Hubbin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Have a simply glorious day I am off to scrapbook...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-8659518056989506890?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8659518056989506890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=8659518056989506890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8659518056989506890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8659518056989506890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-sketti.html' title='Happy Birthday Sketti!!!'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R_AcAm4o2oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/RD6dOCjI1Lk/s72-c/March+2008+214+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-6952738057619507824</id><published>2008-03-26T14:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:58.725+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sooo slack!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well I have finally gotten off my lazy rump and made it to the computer. Had a lovely Easter weekend in Ballina with Hubbin's parents. The kids were spoilt rotten {of course} &amp;amp; the bestest part was I did no washing, cleaning or meal preparation for 4 whole days!!! Just what holidays should be about ALL THE TIME! Hubbin went surfing, Sketti had a crack at boogie boarding, Lumpy is now petrified of the ocean thanks to Hubbin and hell froze over as I actually got in the water. And might I add that I no longer look as good in a bikini as what I previously have LOL! Sitting in the middle of 2500 18 year olds with their non-existant childbearing hips and lack of meat on their bones actually made me smile when I realised that they were having a good old perve at my long haired very toned Hubbin, only for him to come out of the surf dripping wet and looking edible straight up to me and plant a big one on me!!! I would much rather have an arse and him than a bikini body anyday!!! A womans life is all about accessories ofcourse :-)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R-nUCm4o2jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1i_ZWJxEWSA/s1600-h/March+2008+180+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181905987529398834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R-nUCm4o2jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1i_ZWJxEWSA/s320/March+2008+180+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sketti's birthday is this Saturday so I have been frantically trying to remember everything as he is having a small party.  Spoilt rotten child might I add!!!  As his grandparents won't be here for his birthday he received his gifts on Easter weekend instead.  OMG what a haul!!!  He got a scooter, loads of clothes, toys and to top it all off he got tickets to see the Crusty Demons when they comes in May!!!  Might I add that a childs ticket is just shy of $60.  Spoilt I think so, &amp;amp; we haven't even given him his gifts yet.  And the icing on the cake for Sketti was getting to choose dinner, and what would my son choose if he had the choice and no-one could tell him no??? Why pancakes ofcourse!!!  The most disgusting dinner that I have ever had apart from eating my mum's cooking!!!{ Yes sis you can stop laughing now}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R-nUMW4o2kI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MDbe_XwAfgM/s1600-h/March+2008+077+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181906155033123394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R-nUMW4o2kI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MDbe_XwAfgM/s320/March+2008+077+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Finally got my Victorian Tag album finished, it is my first OTP that I have tried and I might just be the first to say that it is shit!!!   I tried but I know that I can do better...practice makes perfect.  I have been buying a bunch of new papers etc on line so I'd better start scrapping my arse off to use some of them up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R-nUW24o2lI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kiU31g6GjDg/s1600-h/March+2008+143+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181906335421749842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R-nUW24o2lI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kiU31g6GjDg/s320/March+2008+143+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have a wonderful day and remember that life is a journey not a guided tour.  I had to live by these words when I swam the ocean [however simple that may seem to others]...and ofcourse the magic number just for my big sis is 84 {I can see the irony in it now, sometimes you have just got to grin and bear it....I love you}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7637089818858028887-6952738057619507824?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6952738057619507824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=6952738057619507824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6952738057619507824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6952738057619507824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-sooo-slack.html' title='I am sooo slack!!!'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R-nUCm4o2jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1i_ZWJxEWSA/s72-c/March+2008+180+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-5001540944964765835</id><published>2008-03-02T11:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:59.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a sunday kind of day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;What a beautiful day today is panning out to be. Hubbin has been hard at work in the yard since 7:30am and I have cruised through most of the morning. Finished my layouts, made a chocolate cake, did washing, made a fatty bacon and egg breakfast and now have parked my arse in front of the computer. NOICE!!! That will be all that I do for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8oDvJbLMhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f5DFH3t0W1s/s1600-h/March+2008+058+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172951230507069970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8oDvJbLMhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f5DFH3t0W1s/s320/March+2008+058+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Saw our puppy being born yesterday which was totally disgusting and will be now marked off my to do list in life. Hubbin and I are still deciding whether or not to get a dog, I see it as being a waste of money and time {probably as I will do most of the cleaning of the animal}, but I think that Hubbin deserves another dog and the boys would love a pet. I might actually enjoy it a tad bit more if I didn't see it as a money wasting long term exercise and more of a pet!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8oD5pbLMiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PLbu-eQWtEI/s1600-h/March+2008+059+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172951410895696418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8oD5pbLMiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PLbu-eQWtEI/s320/March+2008+059+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Went and saw a psychic on Friday which was rather unusual to say the least.  She was rather accurate and gave me a lot of insight into a few things,  so now I will have to wait and see.  Apparently within 18 months I will give birth to a baby girl,  rather annoying for me as I would prefer all boys &amp;amp; 18 months I am damn impatient!!!  Lots of other stuff that she said was interesting to but yet again time will tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Am getting rather excited as we are going to Brissy next weekend for Hubbin &amp;amp; Sketti to compete in a Judo tournament.  Hopefully Sketti isn't too tired from playing with his cousins the day/night before to give it his best shot.  As long as he has fun and trys  his best that is all that matters to me, but no doubt Hubbin will be pushing Sketti a little bit harder than me...  nothing like living vicariously through your children LOL!!!  I am just stoked to be in for a night of scrapbooking with my big sis!!! {And we both say NOICE!!!}  The best part of her being so bloody talented {can you taste the envy LOL!} is that I get free lessons!*!*!*!*! See she is a best friend with a shit load of perks N*O*I*C*E!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Have a wonderful day and smile as it causes less wrinkles than frowning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-5001540944964765835?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5001540944964765835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=5001540944964765835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5001540944964765835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5001540944964765835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-sunday-kind-of-day.html' title='it&apos;s a sunday kind of day...'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8oDvJbLMhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/f5DFH3t0W1s/s72-c/March+2008+058+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-8423499507931284227</id><published>2008-02-26T17:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:59.512+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SON KICKS ARSE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So we had a tournament for Judo last night and Sketti fought 3 times and won all three, then it got even better as he got awarded a trophey for Best Technique out of about 35 competetors. At the very least I was stoked. Had a rather shit hot day yesterday as it was with Hubbin giving me a lovely card telling me in his words how much he loves me, we are still in the honeymoon stage so I will suck these moments up for the next year or so before they start to dry up and I have to pre-purchase the cards for him to write in LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O79T6G2MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PDXDoce45Fw/s1600-h/February+2008+093+(Small)+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171183459141867714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O79T6G2MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PDXDoce45Fw/s200/February+2008+093+(Small)+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have been being rather slack on the home front with shit loads of power cleaning going on as I have been sitting on my rump too much, atleast I have got a few layouts done whilst I have been bludging. I should learn to look at my Big Sister's blog after I have uploaded mine then I won't sit there and say how shit my pages are. Never mind I am getting better, I just have to keep learning. Mind you I have a bloody awesome teacher I would just like to add!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O-Az6G2PI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yG2UQAVfXHY/s1600-h/February+2008+085+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171185718294665458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O-Az6G2PI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yG2UQAVfXHY/s200/February+2008+085+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O89T6G2NI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZQX9YlCBfmU/s1600-h/February+2008+107+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171184558653495506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O89T6G2NI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZQX9YlCBfmU/s200/February+2008+107+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So master Lumpy is now at the stage of free standing, he took one small step yesterday but then lost all confidence when I started carrying on like a porkchop so down he sat.  He is super funny as when he lets go and is standing there he starts clapping at his effort and gets this magnificent face on as if to say "Look what I can do Mummy".  It is truely remarkable being a mother and it is something that I wouldn't change for all of the money in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O93T6G2OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QETIhubwDU4/s1600-h/February+2008+087+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171185555085908194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O93T6G2OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QETIhubwDU4/s200/February+2008+087+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So that is the life of me short and sweet sort of like me apart from the sweet part.  I need to feed Lumpy and aparently Sketti is brushing his teeth so I need to go and make him actually brush them.  Have a truely magnificent day today, tomorrow and the next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-8423499507931284227?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8423499507931284227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=8423499507931284227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8423499507931284227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8423499507931284227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-son-kicks-arse.html' title='MY SON KICKS ARSE!!!'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R8O79T6G2MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PDXDoce45Fw/s72-c/February+2008+093+(Small)+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-6104799169118731187</id><published>2008-02-19T12:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:00.222+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's a 'to- do day' today in my house. Finally dropped off wedding photos that I took for my friend 3 weeks ago, no rush I live in the country!!! Decided to really get stuck in to the organising of my mother's group that I have been wanting to start for months. Have 10 ladies &amp;amp; 11 children all rearing to go next Tuesday. We have what is called an "up collar club" where I live, which consists of a few women who think that because their bank balance is larger that they are better. And to that I say F*CK THAT!!!  Money does not make a person especially when we are all the same if we close our eyes. So I figured that I would start our own mother's group where there will be "no looking down their nose at anyone" policy for all that attend. Pretty sure though that with my group of friends that it will definately not happen as they are all feral like me LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o-0j6G2II/AAAAAAAAAFA/BdSuk1uLRdo/s1600-h/February+2008+084+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168512595074144386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o-0j6G2II/AAAAAAAAAFA/BdSuk1uLRdo/s320/February+2008+084+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; So 2 down only a kabillion to go. Have almost finished my page to upload but it has done my head in for a week so it is still sitting on the table whilst I procrastinate some more. Lumpy has finally returned to my precious angel after cross-cutting his first 4 teeth. Didn't realise that life was so hard for infants but apparently it is if you have been listening to my son for the last 2 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o_Oj6G2LI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9c6jQigvhtI/s1600-h/February+2008+072+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168513041750743218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o_Oj6G2LI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9c6jQigvhtI/s320/February+2008+072+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Valentines day has come and gone for another year, Hubbin was stoked with his gift. Cheap and effective is my motto. He on the other hand went to effort and I got perfume and better still Sketti got me a long stem red rose so I was floating for the day. I felt pretty crappy as I only gave Sketti a card and a Freddo frog from the fridge but he was rapt. Amazing how simple things like chocolate can make someones day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o_CT6G2KI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/APrmav4p6PM/s1600-h/February+2008+081+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168512831297345698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o_CT6G2KI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/APrmav4p6PM/s320/February+2008+081+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o-7T6G2JI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6gQOrT6boBE/s1600-h/February+2008+082+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168512711038261394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o-7T6G2JI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6gQOrT6boBE/s320/February+2008+082+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some days I wish that I lived around the corner from my family in Brisbane....one because I had to weed my pavers and my sister in law K so loves the outdoors LOL, and 2 because I would give my big sis a huge cuddle and tell her that I love her. Sometimes I miss her so much that I have the "moving talk" with Hubbin, but unfortunately we have to wait until he is finished his apprenticeship. So since you are reading this my big sis "I LOVE YOU", I am so blessed to have you in my life, as not only my sister but my best friend. The old saying goes 'you can't choose your family but you can choose your friend', in both instances I would choose you. And yes I am crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So that it is for today, boring yes but made you read it all LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-6104799169118731187?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6104799169118731187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=6104799169118731187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6104799169118731187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6104799169118731187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-to-do-day-today-in-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R7o-0j6G2II/AAAAAAAAAFA/BdSuk1uLRdo/s72-c/February+2008+084+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-1139509374747551824</id><published>2008-02-07T11:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:00.587+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I LOVE EBAY!!! Bad me... New jewellrey NOICE, new clothes NOICE, new clothes for the boys NOICE!!! Very very bad!!! Anywho, had a simply glorious time at the wedding of B &amp;amp; K on the weekend, took around 200 photos for them to pour through. Danced, ate &amp;amp; smiled what more could you possibly want from a wedding. Hubbin looked shit hot in his suit as he always does, smicked myself out in a dress, heals and oh my god I put on make up!!! Buggers me how to do it but I had a crack at it &amp;amp; it looked o.k so off we toddled. It was the first time since we had Lumpy that we had gone out as a couple &amp;amp; he is 11 months old next Tuesday. Was a bit scarred about leaving Nanny to babysit my 2 most precious possessions but she did a great job &amp;amp; I am grateful to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6pb_A28-LI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nbbNrbYB9sQ/s1600-h/February+2008+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164041060854069426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6pb_A28-LI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nbbNrbYB9sQ/s320/February+2008+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Had a wonderful day yesterday, Hubbin has been at Tafe doing his 3rd year block of exams for his electrical apprenticeship &amp;amp; he arrived home with a beautiful bunch of flowers and also another flashdrive for me, lovely fella he is. I am rather spoilt!!! Sketti started Judo again this year so he starts training this coming Monday, should be good for him to get back to it as he does ever so well at it. He is such a funny little bugger st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;ing to me yesterday that we would have to get a larger trophey cabi&lt;/span&gt;net for his trophies that he is going to get this year, rather cocky for a 6 year old!!! Nevertheless I am glad that he is looking at it positively &amp;amp; hope that he achieves what he wants to through the sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6pdMQ28-MI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Y_WG8MkCnn4/s1600-h/February+2008+080+(Small)+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164042387998963906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6pdMQ28-MI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Y_WG8MkCnn4/s320/February+2008+080+(Small)+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Lumpy is w&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;alking along furniture now and using his walker so I presume that it won't be long before he is strolling around the house.  Sketti is so excited at every new thing that his little brother is doing, he gets so very proud of him.  He is the first to tell his Dad as soon as he walks hrough the door each day,  little things like that make motherhood and all it's trials worth it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-1139509374747551824?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1139509374747551824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=1139509374747551824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/1139509374747551824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/1139509374747551824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-ebay-bad-me.html' title=''/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6pb_A28-LI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nbbNrbYB9sQ/s72-c/February+2008+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-8490619624197353259</id><published>2008-01-31T12:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:01.108+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what a lovely weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E6jg28-II/AAAAAAAAAEY/665K6pvSm7g/s1600-h/January+2008+252+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161471029733554306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E6jg28-II/AAAAAAAAAEY/665K6pvSm7g/s320/January+2008+252+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Such a wonderful time was had by all at my big sister's house on the long weekend, all except for the youngest member of my brood Lumpy. Poor little angel cross cut his second tooth so he was in quite a deal of pain for quite a few days but yeah!!! it is now through and my happy little monkey is back! Sketti went back to school on Tuesday, thought that I would be a tad bit happier about the situation but alas I miss my little friend. He was very brave indeed sucking back the tears that he was about to shed (with a few words of encouragement from mum of course). Then of course Hubbin dropped him off today and down rained the tears, typical men. After some consolling he toddled into his classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E6rA28-JI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Oc_nuA7vNmM/s1600-h/January+2008+257+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161471158582573202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E6rA28-JI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Oc_nuA7vNmM/s320/January+2008+257+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Had a fabbo time at my sister's which consisted of a lovely swim in her lovely pool with my sis-in-law (who was bordering on being drunk), a very funny lady even without alcohol but add some rum and she is awesome fun aslong as she doesn't have a lead pencil (in house joke)!!! My sis scrapped &amp;amp; scrapped &amp;amp; scrapped and I watched and learnt occasionally stopping her to make her fix my page LOL!!! Poor woman would have got a shit load more done if I knew what I was doing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161470737675778162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E6Sg28-HI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rVRjay55R60/s320/January+2008+287+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Then we were of to home town when I so very stupidly suggested to the Hubbin that he could drive, so Gatton bypass here we come when I happened to notice the speedo sitting on 120km/hr, and casually mentioned that he should slow down as if he gets a speeding fine he will never hear the end of it from me, 500 metres later the speedo climbs back up &amp;amp; before I could rip his head off &lt;strong&gt;ZOOM&lt;/strong&gt; through the speed camera we go. Then I went beserk at him for 45 seconds &amp;amp; the car went quite for the next hour. Stupid Men!!! Hope that he enjoys his extra overtime that he will be doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E7rA28-KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/L-7jmxdSXaM/s1600-h/January+2008+181+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161472258094200994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E7rA28-KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/L-7jmxdSXaM/s320/January+2008+181+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Anywho off to foodville I go as I am famished as I have been dieting for 2 weeks so that I can look shit hot in a dress for a wedding this weekend, but I am getting to the stage where I am like Nah!!! I'm married and really don't give a shit so I am aiming for something deep friend for lunch LOL!!! Have a glorious day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7637089818858028887-8490619624197353259?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8490619624197353259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=8490619624197353259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8490619624197353259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8490619624197353259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-lovely-weekend.html' title='what a lovely weekend...'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R6E6jg28-II/AAAAAAAAAEY/665K6pvSm7g/s72-c/January+2008+252+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-2596294891526471035</id><published>2008-01-20T16:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:01.395+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R5L0DLbwMUI/AAAAAAAAADw/mHDJmFkciAU/s1600-h/January+2008+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157452858738618690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R5L0DLbwMUI/AAAAAAAAADw/mHDJmFkciAU/s320/January+2008+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And today we will have orange text. I just finished reading my big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sista's&lt;/span&gt; blog OH MY GOD WOMAN 3.30am are you insane!!! I would literally collapse into a screaming mess by 9.30pm let alone 3.30am! I am 27 and you run circles around me... Had&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R5L52LbwMVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sEZqdssaKEM/s1600-h/January+2008+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157459232470085970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R5L52LbwMVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sEZqdssaKEM/s320/January+2008+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a lovely day today, glued the bench top down(a week after we started the kitchen renovations), went to a lovely little place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Highfields&lt;/span&gt; that contains fudge for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hubbin&lt;/span&gt; and a scrap shop for me!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sketti&lt;/span&gt; managed to walk out of the scrap shop purchasing more than what I did, I am either slipping with my spending or enjoying our "scrap days". Then ventured to our friends Lindsay's house and had lunch and the kids had a play and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sketti&lt;/span&gt; got covered in red dirt but had a fantastic time and we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Napisan&lt;/span&gt; I suppose. Got some really cool pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sketti&lt;/span&gt; and a kick arse storm this week, still working out how to use it though. Lumpy got his first tooth last week and is standing up on furniture now so we have had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of spills in our house this week. Heading to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Brissy&lt;/span&gt; this weekend to spend a few days with my big sis oh and that's right my H&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ubbin&lt;/span&gt; is going deep sea fishing with my brother, and did I mention that I am spending a few days with my big sis!!! Not half excited&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R5L7mLbwMWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LbEyO0qDyFU/s1600-h/January+2008+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157461156615434594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R5L7mLbwMWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LbEyO0qDyFU/s320/January+2008+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; huh! Back to the kitchen, had a blast ripping off the tiles but now we have to replace them which is good for me as I get to choose the feature tiles this week and then watch my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hubbin&lt;/span&gt; painstakingly put them on. Poor guy!! We got the doors stained and hung and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;laminex&lt;/span&gt; on so now for the flashing then the tiles then done. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt; must away I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bludging&lt;/span&gt; and preparing the family pizza from Eagle Boys for dinner as 1.I am lazy &amp;amp; 2. they had roast pork last night &amp;amp; 3. I am lazy. Have a fabulous day.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-2596294891526471035?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2596294891526471035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=2596294891526471035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/2596294891526471035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/2596294891526471035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-tired.html' title='So tired..'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R5L0DLbwMUI/AAAAAAAAADw/mHDJmFkciAU/s72-c/January+2008+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-6976985587206381892</id><published>2008-01-12T11:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:01.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why I do it to myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4gfhbbwMQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rFybxEQfJh0/s1600-h/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154404432685838594" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" height="295" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4gfhbbwMQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rFybxEQfJh0/s320/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view+1.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4gkVLbwMTI/AAAAAAAAADo/ASbY8aZQlGU/s1600-h/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154409719790580018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="252" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4gkVLbwMTI/AAAAAAAAADo/ASbY8aZQlGU/s320/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view3.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;So we have just finished erecting the pool fence which took 2 days longer than we had hoped for due to the rain but all the same it is finished. But then my brain started ticking over this morning and in popped the thought lets renovate the kitchen. I never fail to amaze not only myself but my &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4gkKLbwMSI/AAAAAAAAADg/7VojgJsRQv0/s1600-h/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154409530812018978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4gkKLbwMSI/AAAAAAAAADg/7VojgJsRQv0/s320/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poor Hubbin. Reluctantly he agreed so now our kitchen looks destroyed and I am sitting in front of the computer whilst our friend M and Hubbin are having the time of their lives. (Not tee hee I am so very evil.) Should look rather wonderful once it is finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Had a rather painful day yesterday which involved a lot of tears and a visit to the chiropractor. Went to bed fine on Thursday night woke up as a paraplegic on Friday morning. Buggers me what I did but oh my god the woman who fixed&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4giNLbwMRI/AAAAAAAAADY/Gw1uccWqHZ0/s1600-h/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154407383328370962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4giNLbwMRI/AAAAAAAAADY/Gw1uccWqHZ0/s320/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me was BRILLIANT!!! Has some very valuable me time yesterday as I could barely move so I sat on my arse and scrapped. If only I had the brilliance that my big sis has!!! I like the way I scrap but I love the way that she scraps!! Always in her shadow I will dwell LOL!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4giNLbwMRI/AAAAAAAAADY/Gw1uccWqHZ0/s1600-h/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Have a truly wonderful day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-6976985587206381892?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6976985587206381892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=6976985587206381892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6976985587206381892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/6976985587206381892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know-why-i-do-it-to-myself.html' title='I don&apos;t know why I do it to myself...'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R4gfhbbwMQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rFybxEQfJh0/s72-c/Unsaved+Project+Standard+e-mail+view+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-666079460312741615</id><published>2008-01-04T12:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:02.238+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what a "sad" new year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R32awLbwMPI/AAAAAAAAADI/YnjiHEyU_s0/s1600-h/January+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151443701275308274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" height="270" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R32awLbwMPI/AAAAAAAAADI/YnjiHEyU_s0/s320/January+2008+014.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R32T77bwMOI/AAAAAAAAADA/M0T9Yl-Hcec/s1600-h/brandon+with+these+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151436206557376738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" height="302" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R32T77bwMOI/AAAAAAAAADA/M0T9Yl-Hcec/s320/brandon+with+these+hands.jpg" width="552" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What a rather feeble attempt to celebrate the new year on my behalf!! All pumped and ready to go then Kapow!! 9.30pm hit &amp;amp; a blubbering mess of tiredness I became. The "sad" part was the Sketti (who might I add is only 6) managed to stay awake for a lot longer that what I did. I have come to the conclusion that I am elderly &amp;amp; my days of partying well into the wee hours are all but done &amp;amp; dusted &amp;amp; my memories of these days past have been catalogued then stored in my memory bank where they will dwell until I go through my mid-life crisis. Oh how sad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then we move on to the shade sail from hell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My wonderful brother T came &amp;amp; visited for a few days with his fam. Hubbin &amp;amp; T grabbed the crowbar &amp;amp; shovel &amp;amp; began to erect our shade sail above our pool, some rather large blue poles &amp;amp; a few bags of cement later &amp;amp; it was up. But then.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the wind blew &amp;amp; blew &amp;amp; blew some more until finally snap one end of the sail let go &amp;amp; started smashing into the pool. Great fun that was trying to grab onto the end of the super thick wire that was flailing around trying to connect with my head!! Hubbin arrived home to discover the shade sail laying in the shed where I threw the stupid thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My beautiful nephew KCMF is up for a few weeks holiday.  He is such a well mannered &amp;amp; wonderful boy considering how he has been brought up.  It is amazing just how strong the human spirit can be &amp;amp; also how even a child can rise above what is thrown at them.  My only wish is that he continues to be better that his surroundings as he gets older......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Have a simply glorious day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-666079460312741615?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/666079460312741615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=666079460312741615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/666079460312741615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/666079460312741615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-sad-new-year.html' title='what a &quot;sad&quot; new year....'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R32awLbwMPI/AAAAAAAAADI/YnjiHEyU_s0/s72-c/January+2008+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-73166660712317570</id><published>2007-12-27T08:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:02.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to exhale is nice....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R3Lou2UfU2I/AAAAAAAAACw/qM4OuWsfE9I/s1600-h/December+2007+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148433215590978402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R3Lou2UfU2I/AAAAAAAAACw/qM4OuWsfE9I/s320/December+2007+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R3LnUWUfU1I/AAAAAAAAACo/RFsSbK_tizA/s1600-h/December+2007+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148431660812817234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="212" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R3LnUWUfU1I/AAAAAAAAACo/RFsSbK_tizA/s320/December+2007+074.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R3LWDWUfU0I/AAAAAAAAACg/SSwKaEUJWaE/s1600-h/December+2007+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148412677057368898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="286" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R3LWDWUfU0I/AAAAAAAAACg/SSwKaEUJWaE/s320/December+2007+006.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh my god my house gave me a glorious example of the words "the silly season." The lead up to Christmas Day is always fun in my world, the day is way to hectic, rushed and panicked and the day after consists of cleaning up then attempting to find a place to put all of the toys that we bought Lumpy and Sketti thinking that they were good ideas and a bargain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Christmas morning started with 5 loads of washing due to an accident overnight. My wonderful Hubbin proceeded to hang all of the sheets &amp;amp; blankets out for me whilst I madly cooked bacon, eggs, hash browns, toast, spaghetti &amp;amp; baked beans for a big Christmas breakfast. After clean up #2 we all proceeded to the Christmas Tree for the mountains of wrapping paper and gifts. There were squeals of delight &amp;amp; smiles all round this year which is always a wonderful way to spend Christmas. Hubbin &amp;amp; I weren't in the most happiest of Christmas moods due to losing our baby on Christmas Eve but all the same we had a lovely day. Sketti was absolutely stoked with all of his gifts, of course his 3 fav things were his WWE (wrestling crap) wrestling ring, his WWE computer game and his Spiderman blow art pen thingy. Lumpy's favourite thing of course was all of the wrapping paper which he happily sat on daddy's knee ingesting. I love baby's 1st Christmas as we put so much effort into finding presents that will suit their age at the time and all they are wanting to do is to eat the wrapping, or the box which contains the gift. It is something that would have to be one of my favourite memories of Christmas.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-73166660712317570?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/73166660712317570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=73166660712317570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/73166660712317570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/73166660712317570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-to-exhale-is-nice.html' title='Just to exhale is nice....'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R3Lou2UfU2I/AAAAAAAAACw/qM4OuWsfE9I/s72-c/December+2007+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-5061284288877013992</id><published>2007-12-19T07:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:03.092+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What a way to start the day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2hDE2UfUzI/AAAAAAAAACY/6XOJquqdAJo/s1600-h/my+arty+stuff+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145436324850783026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2hDE2UfUzI/AAAAAAAAACY/6XOJquqdAJo/s320/my+arty+stuff+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Open eyes, yawn, holy shit Hubbin weren't you supposed to start work at 5am instead of 6am today??? Whoops! So into the kitchen I trudge to make Lumpy's porridge when I happened to glance at the fish tank and there was Nemo (very original name I know for an orange goldfish) kinked and floating at the top of the tank, so into the toilet with the blu loo our faithful fish went and into fishy heaven. Then I heard the pounding of Skettis' feet at he made his way into the kitchen, and silly me was waiting for "good morning mummy" but alas all I got was "can I go in the pool now"!!! There was a reply on my behalf of "no honey it is a really yucky day today so we will be having inside time". A grunt and half a tantrum later we had started the day.GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!!!  The wonderful part to my morning was that I finished my 6th page for my wedding album, sort of had it planned that I would have my album done and dusted before our first anniversary YEAH RIGHT!! My big sis makes scrapping look so effortless as she is bloody brilliant at it (can you taste the envy LOL!) and I just plod along being extremely indecisive and eventually say to myself "do you know what stuff it that will do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Had so many aspirations to make my house all sparkly today on lieu of Hubbins parents arriving tomorrow but I am of the frame of mind that I should park my butt all day and scrap as I have been re-infested with the bug!!!  My oh my how lazy will I allow myself to become today.  I figured that if I chuck a roast in the oven around 3pm then it will look as though I have been super busy today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; We had a lovely afternoon with the neighbours yesterday as they were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fantastic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and helped us to erect our pool.  &lt;strong&gt;Thank you G &amp;amp; S!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  Then we all had pizza and relaxed, there is  nothing better than living far enough from the major cities but close enough for Eagle Boys to open up!! Country life with city comforts &lt;em&gt;NOICE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have a glorious day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-5061284288877013992?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5061284288877013992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=5061284288877013992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5061284288877013992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5061284288877013992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-way-to-start-day.html' title='What a way to start the day.....'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2hDE2UfUzI/AAAAAAAAACY/6XOJquqdAJo/s72-c/my+arty+stuff+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-5294976092631608126</id><published>2007-12-18T07:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:03.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2bvaGUfUyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A7OzKWY0YrE/s1600-h/my+arty+stuff+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145062855969559330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2bvaGUfUyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A7OzKWY0YrE/s200/my+arty+stuff+010.jpg" width="49" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt; My memory board that I made for my mum for Xmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2bskWUfUxI/AAAAAAAAACI/wf04punuaDI/s1600-h/my+arty+stuff+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145059733528335122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2bskWUfUxI/AAAAAAAAACI/wf04punuaDI/s200/my+arty+stuff+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;The Mini Christmas cakes that Sketti &amp;amp; I made for gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The cakes are done and yeah for me for uploading a photo. (By the way I am computer illiterate.) Managed to do the last of my Christmas shopping for mum yesterday, I mean who doesn't need a door mat.... Whilst checking the bank balance I discovered a great deal of $$$ missing; am hoping for Hubbins' sake it was to purchase our new camera although I would be just as happy to walk out on Christmas morning to a shining black Lexus in our driveway!! LOL Had to order more stupid sand for the stupid pool as I didn't order enough stupid sand yesterday. Of course you only discover that you need more after levelling the sand and then reading the instruction sheet stating that you need x amount of coverage. Our wonderful neighbour St George helped us and rather cheekily added that "we don't need women" after I mentioned the fact that the levelled sand didn't seem wide enough for the pool. Well bugger me men do need women as I was right and the boys were wrong thus having to re-order more sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt; I managed to somehow eat about 15 cherry centred truffles that I had apparently made for Christmas yesterday so off to the kitchen I go AGAIN today to make more food.  Our final count for Christmas breakfast it 12 and Christmas lunch is 14.  Oh dear!! I think that I have it all under control (hopefully). We have decided on a hot and cold Christmas lunch, maple glazed ham,turkey, pork &amp;amp;  chicken for the meats then salads and roast vegetables for lunch. Yummo!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Have a wonderful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-5294976092631608126?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5294976092631608126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=5294976092631608126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5294976092631608126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/5294976092631608126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-memory-board-that-i-made-for-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</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/_hxmpKMNX_pw/R2bvaGUfUyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/A7OzKWY0YrE/s72-c/my+arty+stuff+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-8391224701272617323</id><published>2007-12-17T13:08:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:34:17.362+10:00</updated><title type='text'>And.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;.....And then I forgot about our lovely weekend aswell. Off to Brisbane we popped to visit family and pick up our swimming pool that Santa had graciously dropped at my brothers (thanks K).  After snuggles with my nieces off we trod to my sista's place.  Had a bloody wonderful time and for the first time in I don't know how long I went to bed before 2am, but alas my sista and Hubbin did not. They were both magnificent sights the next morning I must say.  Then pile the family back into the car and off to my brothers' to fit a very large box (and I mean very large box) into the boot along with the bassinette.  Needless to say the box stayed at my brothers and the contents came home.  Yet strangely enough I could still find room to fit my 2 bags from Lincraft in the boot.  The Hubbin needed chlorine and I needed well nothing really but I got heaps of crap anyway  .Tee Hee  . Now away I must as I need food!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-8391224701272617323?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8391224701272617323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=8391224701272617323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8391224701272617323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8391224701272617323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2007/12/and.html' title='And.................'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-8991105640257074523</id><published>2007-12-17T07:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:06:16.023+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger: my sista made me do it - Manage Posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/posts.g?blogID=7637089818858028887"&gt;Blogger: my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt; made me do it - Manage Posts&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tis&lt;/span&gt; the season to......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tis&lt;/span&gt; the season to...................get messy in the kitchen!!! Mental note to self, when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sketti&lt;/span&gt; says 'can I help you' (in regards to the mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; cakes that I am attempting for the first time) I should say 'maybe you can help me wrap them' instead of 'sure can!!!' After the initial rules and regulations as to what he should and shouldn't do when using food dye,a paintbrush &amp;amp; white fondant icing, we were away. Dear god in heaven the boy has a steady hand and actually listened to every word that I spoke!! Brilliant child I have. Then out came the truffles recipe and the rocky road recipe and the bathroom scales went into the cupboard where they will dwell in darkness until I see fit to let them return to my bathroom floor. Oh dear, lucky for me that number 3 child is on the way and I will be able to blame Christmas on needing to eat for 2!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!! We had our sand delivered today for our pool so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hubbin&lt;/span&gt; will be so very happy when he gets home and I hand him a shovel, a kiss and point to the pile whilst smiling. Tomorrow it is to the shops to find a gift for mum &amp;amp; her partner ( yes my sister I can already feel your fingers typing me an email with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of useful suggestions). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;! Lumpy is having a glorious sleep whilst &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sketti&lt;/span&gt; has jumped the fence and is relaxing in next doors' pool. Poor fella must be exhausted from all of the cooking that he volunteered for this morn. Well must scoot I need food!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-8991105640257074523?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8991105640257074523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=8991105640257074523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8991105640257074523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/8991105640257074523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2007/12/blogger-my-sista-made-me-do-it-manage.html' title='Blogger: my sista made me do it - Manage Posts'/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637089818858028887.post-4786439233095065499</id><published>2007-12-14T12:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:10:45.504+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am a virgin blogger no more!!!!!  Today has thus far entailed a visit to my friend S.R. and a cuddle with her son T.  He is sooo very big now.  My two boys Sketti who is 6 and Lumpy who is 9 months next week enjoyed all of the cuddles that they were inundated with from S.R.  Lumpy is have a midday nap and Sketti is madly jumping around infront of the Playstation.  Oh the joys of school holidays!!  I managed to get the last of my Christmas shopping done yesterday thank god that's finished!!  My beautiful hubbin C's parents are due next Thursday so it was wonderful to get the last of the shopping for them done and put under the tree.  We are off to stay with my big sis on the weekend ( thus the title of my blog ) so undoubtably an amount of scrapping or scrap shopping will be done, but as to the size of the amount only time will tell.  Need to refuel my empty stomach and feed the jumping jelly bean before master Lumpy wakes.  Be Safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637089818858028887-4786439233095065499?l=mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4786439233095065499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637089818858028887&amp;postID=4786439233095065499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/4786439233095065499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637089818858028887/posts/default/4786439233095065499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysistamademedoit.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-virgin-blogger-no-more-today-has.html' title=''/><author><name>My sista made me do it</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542024020969809262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
