<?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-7541375481197781405</id><updated>2011-08-01T13:26:00.851-05:00</updated><category term='One thing I did on my vacation'/><title type='text'>Crazy Football Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>I am Young at Heart, married, have a daughter, a son, a son-in-law and one incredibly cute granddaughter! Some people call me "Crazy Lady"...I don't mind, because I've certainly been called worse :-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6163357437316592483</id><published>2010-02-16T17:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:53:47.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaack!</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile, football fans. So, the Saints won the SuperBowl...YAY!!! Who Dat?!?!?!?!?! That was awesome...hatin' Peyton, boo-hoo better luck next year, Manning. You are the equivalent of a Saskatchewan Roughrider...a backwoods, inbred banjo-picker. And that's all I'm gonna say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been busy, at work &amp; at home. Work is work...busiest week of the year for me, so I just have to suck it up. And put in o/t that I can take off at a later time, when I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tonnes of obligations the last little while, but all done now. My dear Aunt passed away Jan 24, may she rest in peace. You're diagnosed with cancer one day and 24 days later you die...life is short. Plan for tomorrow but live for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toyota update - taking my Corolla in on Saturday for 'inspection'. David told me that yes, my car was affected, I have one of the wonky accelerator pedals. But then he said that it might not be a problem in the end, as only 3% of these wonky pedals were purchased from that bad factory in Japan. And yet...the news media will have you believe that things are dire...that this may be more than a pedal problem...it may be the car's electronics, the COMPUTER, the very heart of the vehicle. And if that's the case, we're all fucked. Toyota and all us car owners whose vehicles will be rendered worthless. Toyota will go belly up paying us out (I've only owned my car 5 months!) and we'll be driving pieces of shit, unless we get enough money to buy another, decent car. GRRRRRRR!!! I hate this. Even if they fix the pedal, can I trust the car? Can I feel safe taking granddotter S anywhere with me? Or going to the mountains? Wouldn't that be fun to start careening out of control just at a critical moment in Golden, BC. Yah...f*in fun. I just don't know and I hate this, but I think I already established that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddotter S - so cute, so fun, so charming, so adorable!!! She is saying tonnes of words now and she calls me...Ganny!!!!! I LOVE IT. I must post pictures, but not right now. Anyway, she was over for SuperBowl and discovered dip, or "deep" as she says. And now she has to have deep with everything...all her food, she don't care, she dips it all in there. SO SWEET, I never thought a granddotter could be so precious...and so fun...and so incredibly loved. And her grandpa (Papa) thinks the world of her too, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and I and her Mom went shopping on Saturday and she is getting So much better at shopping...actually having a bit of fun. We went for lunch to Applebees and she was well-behaved, charming and ate most of her dip, some celery, but not much else. But she had snacked on Goldfish and a cookie earlier, so prolly wasn't all that hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a cartoon about the birds and the bees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}&lt;br /&gt; catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;com/2010/02/funny-pictures-birds-kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:&lt;br /&gt;block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; &lt;br /&gt;cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/&lt;br /&gt;funny-pictures-birds-kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too cute...i love cheezburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm done like dinner, so poke me with a fork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6163357437316592483?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6163357437316592483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-baaaaaaaaaaaack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6163357437316592483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6163357437316592483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-baaaaaaaaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaaaaaaaaaack!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3652519273027024346</id><published>2010-01-30T19:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T19:40:02.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toyota...What Were You Thinking?!?</title><content type='html'>So, football fans, I take 2 years to: think about, look around, think seriously about thinking about getting a new vehicle, look in earnest, test-drive shit, do my homework, go back in and seriously buy my brand new car, only to find out it's involved in probably one of the biggest recalls in Toyota's history! Talk about the Griswold Effect. *sigh*  I was bound to make the wrong choice...it's what I do :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this too shall pass. Apparently next week, Toyota are supposed to do something for the dealerships and someday soon I'll get a letter to take the car in to get the accelerator pedal and gizmo-thingey-stuff repaired soon, before the car suddenly becomes an unsstoppable, self-propelled, unguided missile! What the hell were Toyota thinking changing the design of an accelerator pedal in the first place?!?!?!?!?! If it ain't broke...don't fix it. My philosophy...shoulda been Toyota's. I mean...it's been working for you hasn't it? Why f*ck with it? *double sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enh! In other news, Pro Bowl is on tomorrow and I so don't care! I haven't even heard who's actually playing in it. Gotz chores to do tomorrow anyway and then we're going over to dotter M's place for Chinee Foo dinner...nom, nom, nom. Me love Chinee Foo! And Grandpa can see Baby S, whom he hasn't seen for awhile. I babysat her today, she has learned many new words...Ganny (that's me!), apple, cookie, laptop!, pees or mees (please), etc. like that. Many words. And she's so cute, I can hardly stand it! We played, colored and watched cartoons and The Jungle Book and then we napped...separately...she was in her crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired...was a long (fast but busy) week and was still suffering after-effects today - tiredness. So I'm gonna go hold down the couch and read and/or watch tv in my Snuggie. Surely you know what a snuggie is...it's a fleece blanket with sleeves! But...I didn't just get the blue snuggie, my snuggie is a leopard snuggie. Or, as a friend from work commented when told I rec'd a leopard snuggie for Xmas, "Oh! You got a COUGAR snuggie!" ha ha, too funnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So adieu til next time, football fans and may the best Pro Bowl team win...I guess...I don't really care. We'll talk football next Sunday...woot, The Who are playing at half time...should be really good game. I friggin HATE the Colts so will be cheering for the Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, night...&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3652519273027024346?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3652519273027024346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/toyotawhat-were-you-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3652519273027024346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3652519273027024346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/toyotawhat-were-you-thinking.html' title='Toyota...What Were You Thinking?!?'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6692223736858985820</id><published>2010-01-18T17:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:47:52.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboys Lose! Chargers Lose! and other things I think I think...</title><content type='html'>Well, football fans, the Cowboys got their asses handed to them, didn't they? Favre prevailed and I gotta say, Go Brett!! You are Da Man!! I am so impressed...a scant 2 years ago, the guy retires, comes back to play for the Jets, retires again (kinda, sorta) and comes back to play for the Vikings and now they are in the final, final, final game before the Superbowl (forgive for not knowing the exact terminology). I think it's Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of the Jets, unf*kingbelieveable!! I cannot believe how well they have done (notwithstanding they beat my Chargers, but they beat them fair &amp; square) and this Sanchez quarterback, he is pretty awesome. Who'd a thunk the NY Jets would be on their way to the Superbowl, leaving the Patriots and Giants (to name but two teams) in their dust. Way to Go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This image from icanhascheezburger is perfect for today's blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/funny-pictures-cat-likes-the-kick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 299px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/funny-pictures-cat-likes-the-kick.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's football..next Sunday we will see who plays in the Superbowl. I don't know about having this Pro Bowl thing first though, before the Superbowl. I guess they have to try something different. Nonetheless...Superbowl at our place is always filled with food &amp; drink and hopefully the dotter, son-in-law &amp; granddotter, who have been indisposed for a while now with various ailments :-( Hopes they get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* fighting a dam cold...not what I need or want at this point in time. I blame the warm January weather...the cold, she fights germs! We need it colder...these balmy temps in Jan are redonkulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I must go &amp; rest and fight, fight, fight this cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu, football fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6692223736858985820?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6692223736858985820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/cowboys-lose-chargers-lose-and-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6692223736858985820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6692223736858985820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/cowboys-lose-chargers-lose-and-other.html' title='Cowboys Lose! 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alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Greetings, football fans. Who will win the match-up betwixt the Dallas Cowboys and the Minnesota Vikings on Sunday? My son will be happy with the former, my hubby the latter...especially in light of the hard loss of the Packers in the last seconds of their last game.  So, because he is still a Favre fan, the Vikings/Cowboys game will make them both happy, methinks. Me, I'm interested in the outcome of the other game, namely San Diego Chargers vs. New York Jets. Of course I'll be cheering for the Chargers...go Rivers! Go LT!!! and all you other guys...exciting. Lovin' that this wknd there are absolutely NO obligations and if I wanna sit around in my gotch and scratch myself an' watch football on Sunday, well...I can. And who's gonna stop me?  Hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Johnny Cash - when the man comes around. I really miss Johnny Cash. I used to listen to him all the time, the past few years...and then I kinda stopped. My interest in Johnny Cash was resurrected in '05 with the movie "Walk the Line"...which I thought was an awesome movie and yes, I've watched it a zillion times! I've read the books, listened to the songs...go ahead, ask me ANYthing about Johnny Cash and I could probably answer it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Some Johnny Cash quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="sqq"&gt;“How well I have learned that there is no fence to sit on between heaven and hell. There is a deep, wide gulf, a chasm, and in that chasm is no place for any man.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="sqq"&gt;“Welcome to New York, now go the fuck home.” (I think my niece saw this on a t-shirt in NY...love it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="sqq"&gt;this is my fave JC pic...ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="sqq"&gt;“Sometimes I am two people. Johnny is the nice one. Cash causes all the trouble. They fight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="sqq"&gt;“You've got to know your limitations. I don't know what your limitations are. I found out what mine were when I was twelve. I found out that there weren't too many limitations, if I did it my way.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, I have been listening to JC's American IV album a lot lately, The Man Comes Around. It's good...my only complaint is that on some of the songs, June joins in in the background and I swear to God, it sounds like some sick cow wandered into the recording studio. This would have been very soon before she passed away, so sorry, June but you could never sing. Don't get me wrong, she was a good person and I liked her but...she could never sing. Reese Witherspoon,now SHE can sing...she sang way better in the movie than June ever did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anywho, that's about it for today. Go Chargers!!! Go Cowboys!!! Go Vikings!!!  I'll cheer for whoever I want, thank you very much, so shut up and have a nice wknd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8223987316382809565?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8223987316382809565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-man-comes-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8223987316382809565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8223987316382809565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-man-comes-around.html' title='When The Man Comes Around'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3202423897174434422</id><published>2010-01-01T11:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:30:06.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, football fans, it is 2010 and what are YOUR resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resolve to be more organized, for starters. And de-crap our house of clutter, lots in the basement and elsewhere. And get son A's room in the basement finished, so his room can become Granddaughter S's room. We already have the bedding and wall art for her new room...Disney Princesses of course. And a cool lamp. Have been buying stuff as we see it, for both rooms actually. Have a new corner desk (black &amp;amp; glass) for A's room, an ottoman so he can put his feet up while online, which is where he spends most of his life. Have to get him a new bed/mattress. But the first (big) step is getting these rooms cleaned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other projects for us for 2010 include: replace all windows, replace roof, tear rug out of front room (living/dining room) and install hardwood floor. These are things we have put off for too long and must get done; the windows are terribuls and so is the roof. The rug is old &amp;amp; ugly...etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby made pizza last night (which was deelish) and the boys watched Sports while I watched 'Dinner: Impossible' and sipped lots of wine...which eventually put me to sleep before 12 bells. First time I can recall missing the new year...oh well, it's not that big a deal. Here is an awesome New Year's cake that a friend made for hubby's office (actually 2 branches, hence 2 cakes, and we got one!): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sz45H1x8U9I/AAAAAAAAALk/DDnH7BlWAOM/s1600-h/IMG_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sz45H1x8U9I/AAAAAAAAALk/DDnH7BlWAOM/s320/IMG_2608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421833808259077074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Credit: Crystal Caruk of "C Cups" (cakes, cookies, cupcakes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will slice into it today, it looks &amp;amp; smells deelish. Thank you Crystal! Oh...now you're jealous...sorry!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Edit:&lt;/span&gt; whoops! forgot Granddaughter S's New Year's picture...silly Granny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sz4-5tVVhYI/AAAAAAAAALs/lGgQQXv3as8/s1600-h/IMG_2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sz4-5tVVhYI/AAAAAAAAALs/lGgQQXv3as8/s320/IMG_2601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421840162543207810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or do we all have that nightmare where we show up to work in our jammies or, we're still in high school and forget out locker combination? Ok, maybe it IS just me but take a look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-penguin-missed-a-memo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 242px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-penguin-missed-a-memo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Evidently, even penguins have that same bad dream.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what I feel like today, having eaten a whole pizza by myself yesterday (I'm not ashamed):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-cat-is-too-big-for-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 303px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-cat-is-too-big-for-box.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, my next resolution is to lose weight and hit the gym. I definitely must do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is relax day, tomorrow babysit Granddaughter S day and tomorrow evening, over to my bestest friend's house to watch a movie, drink MGDs and have a sleep-over. We haven't done that since the 80's. She is newly single again, bought herself a house and is doing very well. We will have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday, want to take my dotter M to St. Boniface hospital and visit my Aunt who is in palliative care there (very recently) having been given only 4 weeks to live. Sad and tragic it is, and pretty unbelieveable. One minute you're ok and the next you're full of cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my last resolution is to QUIT SMOKING. Two of my friends have quit, one cold-turkey, the other with the help of drugs, but whatever it takes, I really must try. May go out &amp;amp; get the patch. I think I'm ready...and like they say, never quit quitting. I have to try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, that's all for today, ladies &amp;amp; germans. Happy New Year to all and best for the new year/decade!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3202423897174434422?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3202423897174434422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3202423897174434422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3202423897174434422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-new-year.html' title='Merry New Year!!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sz45H1x8U9I/AAAAAAAAALk/DDnH7BlWAOM/s72-c/IMG_2608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1711132679624244364</id><published>2009-12-29T09:01:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:06:15.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas! ...and happy New Year too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Greetings, football fans. So, the Colts suffered their very first loss...boo hoo...well, I cannot stand Peyton Manning, he is a legend in his own mind, so to him I say "Phtttttttttttttttt!!!"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was wonderful this year, shared with good friends on Christmas Eve and with Family on Christmas Day. What more can one ask? Maybe for World Peace, for a change, but other than that...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally reveal the awesome, awesome gift I purchased for Granddotter S. at FAO Schwarz in Vegas. A doll that looks like her!! Ok, I thot it was pretty awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could hardly wait to see her reaction, and here are a few pictures&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolS95uh-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Idi6ffZKOsg/s1600-h/IMG_2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolS95uh-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Idi6ffZKOsg/s320/IMG_2570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420686109278373858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here, she was a little fascinated with the eyes, nose, etc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolLTw9O1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/LgcHCYPRJjM/s1600-h/IMG_2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolLTw9O1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/LgcHCYPRJjM/s320/IMG_2567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420685977708215122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is "Christmas Kitteh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolbFziaPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BlMP2qMnTeQ/s1600-h/IMG_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolbFziaPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BlMP2qMnTeQ/s320/IMG_2538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420686248838850802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, Grandpa Santa (or Santa Grandpa)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolzBnFLbI/AAAAAAAAALM/3-4m1ok9z_w/s1600-h/IMG_2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolzBnFLbI/AAAAAAAAALM/3-4m1ok9z_w/s320/IMG_2573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420686660029722034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Son A with his Cowboys football&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolgL8LVMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QSWnXux7CAM/s1600-h/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolgL8LVMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QSWnXux7CAM/s320/IMG_2547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420686336385045698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Son-in-law S with his Russell Peters $34.50 t-shirt, special ordered on the Innerwebs (you can't see the hat very well, but it is a Bud Light hat with a special feature - a bottle-opener cleverly hidden under the peak...is there anything you can't find in Vegas???)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Szollnodi-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/gFD8YhugaQU/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Szollnodi-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/gFD8YhugaQU/s320/IMG_2549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420686429717892066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dotter M (isn't she purty?) with her baybee, my favourite granddotter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzoltDpBoiI/AAAAAAAAALE/vcOhFC9Boas/s1600-h/IMG_2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzoltDpBoiI/AAAAAAAAALE/vcOhFC9Boas/s320/IMG_2572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420686557495534114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before Xmas, niece C on her 21st birthday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzooFBGzSLI/AAAAAAAAALc/FJzr6NVoMYU/s1600-h/IMG_2533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzooFBGzSLI/AAAAAAAAALc/FJzr6NVoMYU/s320/IMG_2533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420689168155232434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And finally, S doing her "Boxing Day coloring"&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Szol80fZN8I/AAAAAAAAALU/fPOkWGbTJIk/s1600-h/IMG_2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Szol80fZN8I/AAAAAAAAALU/fPOkWGbTJIk/s320/IMG_2582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420686828306511810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweetest toddler EVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And that' all she wrote, at least for today. Must clean house and get some stuff done. I way over-spent the day after boxing day when I got out shopping, so I cannot do any more of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, until next time, Peace and Love and Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1711132679624244364?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1711132679624244364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1711132679624244364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1711132679624244364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year-too.html' title='Merry Christmas! ...and happy New Year too'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SzolS95uh-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Idi6ffZKOsg/s72-c/IMG_2570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7080867410129296367</id><published>2009-12-18T19:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:02:41.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Football News and Other Stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a looooong while, football fans. Have I got juice for you. First - yesterday in Pennsylvania, coach Mike Kelly was ARRESTED for some kind of domestic disturbance. Yup, he punched the girlfriend...apparently she hit him first but, hello? You not s'posed to hit WOMEN, Kelly. Anyway, during the day the news broke that Lyle Bauer (Kelly's only protector, 'twas he who hand-picked Kelly as head coach) resigned! Yes, he did. Clever man...he clearly wanted to take the Calgary offer and the way to do it without repercusssions...yup, resign! And so he did...and he will be off to Calgary. As my hubby 'splained to me this morning, Calgary is a far sight closer to Utah than Winnipeg, and since Lyle's wife is from Utah...well, you do the math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, flash to yesterday early evening, after reports all day that Coach Kelly would likely be fired, in a way that would not compel the football club to not be bound to honour the remaining year of his two-year contract. Fired he was! But...the Beauty of this Whole Thing is Kelly did it to himself!!! 'Behaviour unbecoming to a professional (and I use the term loosely, ladies &amp;amp; germs) football head coach'...or some such like that. It's perfect! It's so beautiful I could cry...or laugh. Now, everyone's happy...except those few people (I call those people crazy) who actually LIKE Kelly. Yes, the damage was done to the team, to the media and to the fans (ungrateful b*st*rd, yes I DO pay your salary, MIKE!!! a**hole). But in 2010 we'll have a brand new head coach and hopefully a much better football team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My drinking team has a football problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, on to other news. Speaking of football...oh, were we? Yes, we were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hubby and son A came back from their trip to Dallas with some awesome pictures that I'll post another day, too tired today, been a long week. They toured the stadium on Friday...it is a thing of beauty and unfathomably large. It should be for more than ONE BILLION dollars, football fans. One...billion...dollars Can't even imagine that much money! So - their "screen" (which we in Wpg. call a "Jumbotron") is a $25 million LCD screen that is 8 storeys high and I forget how wide. But, trust me, it's big.  So the tour was grand, the game was grand (hubby indifferent to who won, son sad that Dallas DIDN'T WIN and me...well the Chargers won, like we knew they would :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The shopping was grand...I love outlet malls and must insist I go along next time :-) and they did a 'fast food' tour, hitting such American staples as 'Popeye's' chicken, 'Lik A Chik' (don't go there-:), Sonic Burger, In 'n Out Burger, etc. They never had salad or veggies...they are men. They also went to a place called 'Rudy's BBQ' and had some awesome BBQ food. This place can only be found in Texas...they drove out into the desert for 50 miles to find it and they were not disappointed. My sister was in San Antonio a few years ago, and brought us back a spice called 'Rudy's Rub' from...Rudy's! It is amazing on steak and other red meat...and we were almost out so of course hubby brot some back. Some for us and some for my friend's hubby whose name just happens to be... Rudy...and he barbeques...so I think he will love it when he opens that shit up on Christmas morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that's really all for today, next time pics &amp;amp; stuff...too tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7080867410129296367?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7080867410129296367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/football-news-and-other-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7080867410129296367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7080867410129296367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/football-news-and-other-stuff.html' title='Football News and Other Stuff...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5096517980103397081</id><published>2009-12-03T16:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:58:28.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And...It's Been A While...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey football fans, I haven't blogged for weeks! How about that upset at the Grey Cup? Ha, ha, how stupid are those Riders? 13 guys on the field...your worst nightmare. I was kinda happy for the Als, mostly b/c Calvillo is a good guy (in my opinion) and because I friggin' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; the Riders. I do...I admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the NFL, my son's Cowboys beat the Raiders (but of course :-) on American Thanksgiving last Thursday and my Chargers beat the team they were playing (I forgot who...see above, it's been awhile). Nonetheless, a very good week in football!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Christmas will be here before we know it. I have completed and mailed the Xmas cards, lots of them, including the annual holiday letter. It's mostly for kicks and giggles, I started doing the letter thing in '05 when we had such a busy year with the wedding &amp;amp; stuff, and I just continued because I actually get good feedback! My Aunties and other assorted people tell me they love getting the letter...so it's a win, win. I like writing it and...they like reading it! Sorry Kim, I didn't send you a letter...but I did send a Christmas picture of S that I, Roseanne Roseanna Danna took, and it's pretty nice. It's her standing in front of the blow up Christmas thingey, which is a Snowman/Christmas Tree/Santa scene (that also lights up and plays music) and she is tentatively holding Santa's hand. It's a very cute picture and I might add, pretty artsy. I am not in the league of my brother in terms of photography but I do love to take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, yah, the cards are done. Lots of gifts are bought but not wrapped. Next Thursday (Dec 10) hubby and son are off to Texas!! Back in Sep, I bloged about Son A's birthday/Xmas gift which was a trip to see his Cowboys play my Chargers (go Chargers!). So yah, it's almost here. They will be back Dec 14th. Maybe I can get some gifts wrapped when they're gone...who knows, anything can happen. I detest wrapping gifts...hubby knows this and never offers to help. But he does lots of other good stuff, including cook (on wknds, weekdays he's home too late) and other...stuff...I dunno, take the garbage out? That kind of stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We are having a potluck at work tomorrow...my small area and another small area, combining our efforts and culinary skills. I chose early on to make my 7-layer taco dip...and I'm bringing Tostitos to go with...duh! Some of the others are making hot dishes...that's not for me, ladies &amp;amp; germs. I don't really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; to cook and so I have no 'signature dish' to make. Nor do I care!!! Anyway, it'll be fun and we'll have tonnes of food and I can actually relax for like an hour...work's been busy lately (always).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From icanhascheezburger:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-cat-loves-birthday-present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 276px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-cat-loves-birthday-present.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought it was frikkin' funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I found this one hilarious!!! (I like the kitteh's 'cattitude'):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-cat-lacks-holiday-spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 279px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-cat-lacks-holiday-spirit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hmmmm, what else? That's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;TTFN and don't do anything I wouldn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5096517980103397081?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5096517980103397081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/andits-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5096517980103397081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5096517980103397081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/andits-been-while.html' title='And...It&apos;s Been A While...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1141333526808756489</id><published>2009-11-20T18:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:44:28.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winds of November...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Great title, eh? I just thought it sounded like, mysterious...not much to say...anyway...hey, all that rhymes, by the way. That did too! Oh...I am on a roll, football fans. So who's gonna win the really big game this wknd? CFM really does not care all that much since her beloved Bombers were knocked out, early (their own fault). Anyway, given that Calgary won the Grey Cup last year, Burris et al finally got their Grey Cup rings, maybe I'll cheer for da other team...or maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sooooo lucky in the 'Peg to have above-seasonal temps with no precipitation...yet (if you don't count the dam snow on Oct 9th).  When I drive by 'the lake' (by our house) at night and see the black sea of Canada Geese sleeping on the water, I can't help but think they are freezing their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tushes&lt;/span&gt; off!!! What is their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;???!! It's the same story every year, a few misguided geese just cannot get their butts into gear and take off for warmer climes. Fly South! Go! Now! Before it's too late. There's always one in the crowd who gets his (her?) butt frozen to the lake overnight when it starts to freeze over. Typically they are rescued, but sometimes...oh I just can't think about the alternative, being an animal lover and all. I just hope they get on their way soon...dumb-asses!!! Hell, if I had the ability to fly South just for sh*ts and giggles, you bet I'd be long gone...I'd prolly never come back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, TD Canada Trust. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suck&lt;/span&gt;...at least this one particular branch does. My son's GIC (for his edumacation) matured Nov. 6 and on that very day I not only spoke with a nice lady named "C" in customer service, but she got the 'investment' or whatever lady named "O" to call me...and O left a message on my home machine lickety-split, that very day. I wanted another vehicle to put this (copious, vast amount of) money (yah, in my dreams!) into, before son A graduates (God willing) in June and needs it for his edumacation, as stated above. So on Nov 9, I call O and leave her a message...same on Nov 10. Nov 11 was a holly-day, so I call her Nov 12...and Nov 13... and Nov 16. And she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never calls me bac&lt;/span&gt;k. How rude! Then I try someone else name of "JL" and we play telephone tag a few times, talk this past Tuesday, and I tell her in the end just write a cheque for the amount of the now moot certificate cuz it ain't doing any good just lying there and I want to put it into my (ginormous) 'premium' savings account at a Credit Union (at a double-top-secret location...if I tell you, I'll have to kill you)...which earns a goodly amount of interest...'spesh when compared with '0' per cent interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Tuesday, JL goes AWOL on me...I leave her several more messages &amp;amp; we play telephone tag for 2 days and then we talk today. I am so exasperated at this point, I instruct her to write a dam cheque and me and my son will be in today after work/school to sign for/pick it up. Which we did. But not before I called this so-called "Manager of Customer Service" (C) at the branch (who was conveniently away today) to leave her a delightful message, chronicling the 2-week dog &amp;amp; pony show of us trying to get our hands on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our money&lt;/span&gt;. She'll call me back Monday...we'll talk. Methinks this branch desperately needs the following seminars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How To Return Phone Messages, Period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How To Return Phone Messages In A Timely Manner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Customer Service - You're Doing It Wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whatever...we got the cheque &amp;amp; that's the end of the story...for now...mutha f*kers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is exactly what I think of TD Canada Trust (thank you cheezburger):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-cat-calls-you-stupid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 512px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-cat-calls-you-stupid1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n a related note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-lions-are-napping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-lions-are-napping.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm, looks like the gals at  TD Canada Trust are on yet another break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; too much time devoted to the Bozos at TDCT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the BEST LOL ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-cat-blackmails-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-cat-blackmails-you.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that's it for me, gotz lotz to do and determined to actually get some of it done. Then relax with an MGD...sounds like a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adieu football fans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1141333526808756489?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1141333526808756489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/winds-of-november.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1141333526808756489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1141333526808756489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/winds-of-november.html' title='The Winds of November...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1557612542157817256</id><published>2009-11-17T18:07:00.023-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:26:42.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fruits of our Labour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This blog is titled thus because I am going to show you my parents' house, all decked out for Christmas! My daughter and I spent alot of summer refinishing the cedar on the house - as you can see there is a lot of it...cedar I mean. First I prepped it by pressure-washing and letting it dry for days. Then I sanded it all. And then M and I primed it and stained it. We then re-stained the deck and son-in-law came in to finish off the deck with the lattice. My sis and niece did the fascia and eavestrough, under the constant supervision of my Pop :-) He is compelled...so you just go with it. It was a promise made the last week of May when he was in hospital for eight days with pneumonia and other ailments...we fulfilled...and then some, methinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNZTursmzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r1IjYtbFR2Y/s1600/IMG_2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNZTursmzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r1IjYtbFR2Y/s320/IMG_2491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405262173258423090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNZBF7nw9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5dhoBM1j_Hg/s1600/IMG_2492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNZBF7nw9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5dhoBM1j_Hg/s320/IMG_2492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405261853081715666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took these shots on Sunday...I think the house looks pretty awesome. I can take no credit for the lighted creatures that seem to multiply each year on the deck. (And I think the pumpkins really add to it, don't you :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd post some shots of Grandbaby S as she has grown this year. And the odd random, just to mix it up a little. I only got to September...more another day. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNa-ycHl6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ROy1pD3gn-M/s1600/IMG_1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNa-ycHl6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ROy1pD3gn-M/s320/IMG_1229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405264012512827298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;At Spaghetti Factory in January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNb77eeFaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BhK-41qDKDA/s1600/IMG_1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNb77eeFaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BhK-41qDKDA/s320/IMG_1286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405265062910629282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;This one's funny, looks like she's about to "lay one on" her Uncle A!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNcPVZkszI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2BEJB1HgHvw/s1600/IMG_1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNcPVZkszI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2BEJB1HgHvw/s320/IMG_1356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405265396286927666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm Too Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNcpgXipsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/l9Czf0HJOuU/s1600/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNcpgXipsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/l9Czf0HJOuU/s320/IMG_1483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405265845907793602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With her Mama (guess which one has 'bed head').&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNdMKZLcJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Fiklif1wTc/s1600/IMG_1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNdMKZLcJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Fiklif1wTc/s320/IMG_1597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405266441304502418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Princess "S" in her Princess Chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNc8CKcGAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-qaMpNOq7Js/s1600/IMG_1515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNc8CKcGAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-qaMpNOq7Js/s320/IMG_1515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405266164217288706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;A Princess Birthday Cake made with Love by Granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNdtKppZ1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/q4Z7k1koLm0/s1600/IMG_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNdtKppZ1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/q4Z7k1koLm0/s320/IMG_1615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405267008309258066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;In her Birthday Tutu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNd-1CHHII/AAAAAAAAAJU/j6dUQTgmmkw/s1600/IMG_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNd-1CHHII/AAAAAAAAAJU/j6dUQTgmmkw/s320/IMG_1711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405267311743933570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Not enjoying the pool at Granny's b'day party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNeSjTitAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8eWn8r6xy7E/s1600/IMG_1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNeSjTitAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8eWn8r6xy7E/s320/IMG_1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405267650582590466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Romping thru Great Grampa's grass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNeyVt8wUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/r10TbZZ1s30/s1600/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNeyVt8wUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/r10TbZZ1s30/s320/IMG_2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268196691067202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mwaaa haa haa haa haa haa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNfBaDfTHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PDdjudB1Hl0/s1600/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNfBaDfTHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PDdjudB1Hl0/s320/IMG_2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405268455553191026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Spencer Dog enjoying some sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNfyxBvk3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bAYYkV3wShM/s1600/IMG_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNfyxBvk3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bAYYkV3wShM/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405269303533474674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Son A &amp;amp; best bud C on him's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNh_4dYZzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LM42TBoeQCE/s1600/IMG_2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNh_4dYZzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LM42TBoeQCE/s320/IMG_2162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405271727889999666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby S measuring Granny's birthday cedar. Yup, it's this tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNomHA9_lI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PSvuvAUqoWk/s1600/IMG_2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNomHA9_lI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PSvuvAUqoWk/s320/IMG_2148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405278981702155858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Just bein' Cute Little Ole Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will end with a cool picture from Vegas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNYthR0DJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EV01NdMBmvk/s1600/IMG_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNYthR0DJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EV01NdMBmvk/s320/IMG_2183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405261516825169042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a quaint little liquor/deli/sundries store off the Strip (Vegas) that we frequent each tme we go, for cold bottled water and, of course, room beer. It's right behind our hotel, Bill's Saloon &amp;amp; Gamblin' Hall (I sure liked its former name, the Barbary Coast). Anyway, every year they have 21 years left on their lease...they must keep getting it renewed, huh? Oh...I miss Vegas...see you next year! Same time, same place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's it for me today, really didn't have time for this, but it's an excellent housework avoidance maneuvre, n'est ce pas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See you in the funny papers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1557612542157817256?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1557612542157817256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/fruits-of-our-labour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1557612542157817256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1557612542157817256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/fruits-of-our-labour.html' title='The Fruits of our Labour'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SwNZTursmzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r1IjYtbFR2Y/s72-c/IMG_2491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-2288938426387714281</id><published>2009-11-13T17:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:44:29.208-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday The 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, not the movie, just the title of today's blog. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ugh...I am unwell today (and yet I went in today...more than I can say for a lot of other 'no-shows'). I am queasy and have acquired a sore throat...does not bode well. And I am bloody disappointed! A scant week ago, I rid myself of the evil virus that hung out with me for 2 weeks. Grrrr! I haz a mad! So, not going to visit my buddy tonite, will try tomorrow IF i am feeling bettah. Which I better be cuz I don't have time to be sick, all I'm sayin'. Oh yeah, and I have a sick headache. Who remembers the in-laws (Darren's parents) from Bewitched??? The old tv series, not the movie. Anyway, the mother-in-law would always say "Frank. I've got a sick headache." whatever that meant, but I seriously have a "sick headache"...and an achy throat.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week was uppy-downy...two days of work, one day off, 2 days of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome report card brought to us by son A...then his XBox broke, but hubby saved the day, they went out and bought another one. Yes, they robbed a bank on the way :-) I took a pass on Parent Teacher which I was convinced was Tuesday (it said so on the calendar...who knew I had an outdated calendar?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for 2 reasons: One - I had a bad headache/neck pain going on and B. Son A. brought home good marks, so no real screaming need to go...for a change!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wednesday was so-so, did relaxing &amp;amp; some chores, yardwork &amp;amp; housework. Had a bitchin' BBQ for dinner with steak &amp;amp; mushrooms and all that good stuff. It was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Thurs) I went to the school for the Grad Meeting which I was convinced was yesterday b/c there is one the 2nd Thursday of every month. Except when I got there, the meeting room was set up but devoid of parents-of-grads and I was informed that the grad meeting is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; Thursday. Ok. I turn around and there seem to be an awful lot of people milling about. I spot someone I know and ask him if he's there for the (non-existent) grad meeting. He says no, he's there for Parent Teacher...which of course was yesterday and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; Tuesday!  Whatever. I went home to watch tv...it was Thursday and all my shows were on. So...grad meeting next Thursday, but I already have a commitment (as if I have a life! but I do!!) so I'll ask some other Mom to take notes for me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;. What could there possibly be to say that wasn't said at the first grad meeting and that isn't written down in the pages &amp;amp; pages of grad notes, rules &amp;amp; regs...I ask... knowingly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute black kitteh from icanhascheezburger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-kitten-has-a-black-head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 268px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/funny-pictures-kitten-has-a-black-head.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, today not so bad/busy at work, a good thing as I felt a leetle bit like sh*t. What needed to get done got done and precious little beyond that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So nothing to look forward to in the short-term...in the long-term (by the end of the weekend) I hope to see (cuddle, smooch, etc.) granddotter S...that is, if I am in fact not sick, if I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;, then no. Oh please, Gods of the queasy guts, let me get better!!! This I beg of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There, that should do it...going to cruise 'o crap my parents joined facebook' and other time-wasting interwebs sites...just because I can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adieu, football fans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-2288938426387714281?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2288938426387714281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-13th.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2288938426387714281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2288938426387714281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-13th.html' title='Friday The 13th'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5259786771280897409</id><published>2009-11-10T19:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:04:05.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day...Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It started out ok...nothing unusual. Woke up with a headache...don't you just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; that? At least you should &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;earn&lt;/span&gt; the headache; in my humble opinion. Anyway, work was no big deal, neither good nor bad. But more tired as the day wore on and then my neck got into it (old war injuries). However, I went out at lunch to peruse stuff and found a most awesome gift for my seester's birthday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the time I came home, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to Parent Teacher (PT) tonight re: head &amp;amp; neck pounding. And don't you just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; when they put PT on the eve. of a holiday/day off? They do this in the Spring too...Thursday before Good Friday. Thanks...I love that. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...son A's report card turned out to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;! Marks in the 90's, football fans. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Day&lt;/span&gt;. Great! I thot, he's taking Grade 12 seriously and what a turnaround from the last few years. So, that clinched it for me - no need to go to PT! I'm always going and sweet-talking the teachers, or wheedling them to give him another chance...but not this time!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I lie down with my gel ice pack behind my neck and the next thing I know, A's XBox dies. It just...simply...dies. Done like dinner...poke it with a fork, cuz it's done. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad Day&lt;/span&gt;. Very Bad Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Speshally considering that not 18 hours ago, he &amp;amp; his cousin K went to WalMart and each purchased the new Call of Duty game for Live. And then his system dies. Oh...the bitter irony. I feel badly, I really do. He proceeds to go downstairs to lift weights and scare the bejesus out of all the cats due to all the noise, noise, noise, noise. Between the music and the swearing and pounding of heavy weights to basement floor, they don' know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what &lt;/span&gt;to think. I just think, better the basement floor than his room or some furniture (taking a pounding). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So since I ain't going to PT, hubby is making dinner...imagine his surprise when he opened the fridge and found this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-is-in-fridge4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 287px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-is-in-fridge4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, we are not having cat omelets, stir-fry or Denver sammiches. We shooed him out and off he went. Catz...can't live with 'em, can't live with 'em...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since we actually never get around to removing our old "eighties" Christmas lights from the house and putting up new ones, I vote we do this (house on the right):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/epic-fail-christmas-lights-win.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/epic-fail-christmas-lights-win.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christmas Decorating 101 : easy peezy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Well...that's about it for moi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;on this good day/bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Remembrance Day, so please remember all those who went before us and made the ultimate sacrifice...and those who are still fighting for freedom and liberty to this day. My hat is off to these brave men and women and may they all come home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest We Forget,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&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/7541375481197781405-5259786771280897409?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5259786771280897409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-daybad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5259786771280897409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5259786771280897409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-daybad-day.html' title='Good Day...Bad Day'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5424031578433956858</id><published>2009-11-08T19:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:53:08.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Bombers...Nice Knowin' Ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Sigh*...*heavy sigh*...all is lost in Bomberville, football fans. Even though Good Michael showed up today, they played very stupidly and they pay a hefty price for it. They are done, it's over, fini, the end of the road, and other phrases that mean the sun has set on our beloved Bombers. I do feel sorry for them, due to the Mike Kelly factor. Really, you can't butcher a team the way he did in June...July...and continued to do pretty much all season, get rid of our quarterback Kevin Glenn who's gone on to do wonderful things for Hamilton, bring in LeFors who sucks big time AND throws like a girl, bring in Bishop after LeFors, Ritchie and every other imposter quarterback wannabe we've had has failed...you can't do all that and expect to have any kind of consistency. Or a good season. Yah, some of them tried, but methinks alot of them gave up and hey, why wouldn't they? They're gettin' paid anyway, right? After game nine...hmmm, sounds like a conspiracy, kinda like MLB. Ugh. Hey Mike, your village called, they want their idiot back. And, Mr. Kelly continued, right to the bitter end, his love-hate (mostly hate) relationship with the media, the fans and the like, all those people who pay his gosh durn salary. A more pompous, arrogant man you would be hard-pressed to find...and all with no good reason...this guy's got an Ego the size of Manhattan, ladies &amp;amp; germs! AUGH!!! see you all next year...well, I'm sure we won't see ALL of you...ah, whatever, it's a sad, sad day and a sad end to a topsy-turvey, uppy-downy, zany season. Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well.  My Chargers beat the Giants today, football fans!!! With like 17 seconds left, Phil squeaked it in. They are SO going to have the Dallas Cowboys for dinner on Dec 13th. This is the game which my hubby &amp;amp; son will be attending...in Dallas...on the 13th. While Iyam envious that Iyam not going, Iyam also looking forward to some ME time...some downtime...some clean the house &amp;amp; get ready for Xmas time...some have a few friends over for wine time! Yes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, must continue with my current project of purging crap &amp;amp; superfluous clothing from closets and etc., so I can de-clutter and de-crap...and all of this started because I CAN'T FIND MY DAM GLOVES!!! I know I put them in the closet...they seem to have vanished into thin air. Not one pair but two! Black leather and hot pink! which were an Xmas gift from a friend. Oh, I know I'll see them again someday, but I'd like to know where the h-e-double hockey sticks I put them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G'nite football fans, no bad dreams now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5424031578433956858?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5424031578433956858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-bombersnice-knowin-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5424031578433956858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5424031578433956858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-bombersnice-knowin-ya.html' title='Goodbye Bombers...Nice Knowin&apos; Ya'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3829407532553769903</id><published>2009-11-06T17:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:23:32.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend is Finally Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahh, the weekend...2 of the most bee-utiful words in the English language...aside from "summer afternoon". It's been a loooooong week, but most productive, I must say. Well, at work anyway, not at home...no, I've been resting, trying to get the remnants of this nasty cold outta me for 2 weeks and I think it worked. "The tireds" haz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; gone away...I seriously need to clean this place, get ready for winter, purge, purge, purge (Value Village, I'll have a trunk load of stuff for you :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bombers - it's Win or Go Home time! I hope you guyz haz it in youze to make it work on Sunday. While I won't be there freezing my 'tocks for you, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;watch on the tube if TSN don't black it out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;C'MON Blue&lt;/span&gt;, you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do it&lt;/span&gt;, you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beat&lt;/span&gt; those lowly TiCats!!! We are keeping the Faith...in spite of Mike Kelly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news...oh yah, I'm babysitting granddotter S tomorrow while my dotter M gets her hairz dun...son-in-law S be working. I haven't seen her since Halloween, I realize...it'll be fun!! And M has been sick longer than I have with this cold. She can have some 'time out' and away from the behbeh. Sunday, we're s'posed to go shopping...Christmas shopping...for moi, window shopping. Payday is still 6 days away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, that's it for me, going to relax now, lots of stuff to do this wknd...pray for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope y'all have a good wknd and hope the Bombers win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3829407532553769903?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3829407532553769903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-is-finally-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3829407532553769903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3829407532553769903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-is-finally-here.html' title='Weekend is Finally Here!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5731244123041661224</id><published>2009-11-02T20:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:43:30.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Present But Not Accounted For</title><content type='html'>Hi y'all...is it just me... or is it the full moon...or what the F is making me so tired? I'm almost rid of this dam cold, and yet I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; haz a tremendouz tired. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising icanhascheezburger just now and this made me laf out loud:&lt;br /&gt;F! Blogger won't let me load it. So now I haz a mad! Hmph!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nother one:&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is bow-shit!!! What's going on? Blogger/You Tube, don't make me come down there!!!&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if this picture works, since I am apparently not allowed to upload videos today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-hates-digging-out-pumpkin-insides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 255px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-hates-digging-out-pumpkin-insides.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success! I love that cuuuuuute cat, by the way. (It'll grow into its ears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Bombers have to clobber Hamilton this Sunday or it's curtains for them...out!!! Hmmmm, let's see...it's a 50-50 crapshoot, and crazy football mom is not that crazy so as to actually mention her prediction out loud. So, let's see how it goes and if it goes the way I thinkz it goez, then I'll tell ya what my predikshun was...deal? Ha! There's one born every minute, football fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In udder news, my friend in California informed me yesterday that her hubby &amp;amp; son were in attendance (they were present &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; accounted for) at the Chargers/Raiders game. *Sigh* Two years ago, Crazy Football Mom was at a Chargers/Raiders game. And the Chargers won...of course! And the Chargers won yesterday...of course! Way to do it, LT, Philip and all the rest of you guys. Chargers cannot be beat by Raiders...that's a Rule. NFL games are most awesome...for a 1:15 game, we arrived sometime in the morning &amp;amp; it was already hot. Hot, hot! We parked in the 'overflow' IKEA lot, conveniently located beside Qualcom Stadium. We proceeded to find our group and had the "tailgating" party...BBQ, Booze, the whole nine yards. Hey, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noon somewhere!&lt;/span&gt;!! Anyway, we headed to the stadium, took in the game in the bright, hot sunshine. And when it was all over, we tailgated (BBQ, Booze) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, with the added Bonus of watching the parking lot fights. Raiders fan vs. Chargers fans...it gets heated and it gets ugly. Those Raiders fans are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;...hell, the little daughters of the Raiders "cheerleader wanna be" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moms&lt;/span&gt; are scary! But all in all it was a hoot and I'd love to do it again...next year, hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...friggin...tired...can't hardly type. Think I have to call it a night...must lie down, rest my eyes. Yah, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'nite football fans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5731244123041661224?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5731244123041661224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/present-but-not-accounted-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5731244123041661224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5731244123041661224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/present-but-not-accounted-for.html' title='Present But Not Accounted For'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6201001420584175254</id><published>2009-11-01T16:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:19:37.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Beautiful Girl In The World Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UnFayssSZU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UnFayssSZU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video my brother took of Granddaughter S. at our Thanksgiving dinner at our parents' place (which we deferred to Oct 17 because we were waiting for him and the 2 nephews to arrive).  She is lovely and sweet, even if she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; eat with her hands! I think it's so cute how he calls her his "grand-niece" rather than "great-niece"...it's all the same and it's all good. If anybody at all reads this blog, enjoy the movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the Bombers lost Big Time today. Boo hoo. Sad for the Bombers...I did not watch as I was shopping &amp;amp; running errands. I can't seem to shake this cold and it's left me tired and weak, so perhaps I shoulda stayed home to...watch the Bombers lose? Oh well, mebbeh they'll win their last regular season game, at home against Hamilton next Sunday. That one I'll watch...but only if TSN doesn't black it out locally. Not up to spending the $$ to go, notwithstanding (I love that word!) the fact that it's far too cold for Crazy Football Mom to attend a 3-hour game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school football, Sisler AAA boys are playing Oak Park on...uh...I'll check to see if they've updated the schedule...wait one. Nope! They haven't updated it yet. It'll be either this Thursday or Friday at 7:30...Semi-finals...that I'd like to go watch. And it won't be 3 hours :-)) Of course I hope they win, they got close in '07, but were knocked out in the Final Game. That same year, our A boys (the 2nd year son A played) won the Division Championship!!! Nice if we could get another Sisler win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween came &amp;amp; went. The kids finally showed up, albeit late, and we got rid of all the bags of chips except for 2, and the one I ate. At one point we had a run of 25 kids in a row!!! We count them; we keep track so we have an idea of how much junk to buy next year :-) That was alot of kids all at one time. And S and her parents came over for a Halloween visit, which was nice. She dumped all of her toys; this is her latest thing. She is just an amazing kid, and I honestly don't think I'm saying that because she's my grandbaby...she's amazing...and totally intelligent. She talks a blue streak, although we cannot understand what she's saying. I now refrain from replying with Chinese food terms, because my hubby thinks it's wrong!...and I guess I really shouldn't confuse-a-kid when they're trying so hard to talk. Given how much her Mom &amp;amp; Granny talk, once she gets going we'll be off to the races!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing that I won't get much done beyond the laundry, but I have to get better and it's taking its sweet time. It isn't like the mess will be going anywhere soon...it will wait for me, this I have learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, another work week ahead...son A has an inservice tomorrow, I am of course jealous because I do not...I must attend work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in the funny papers! And sorry, Bombers, you lose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6201001420584175254?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6201001420584175254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-beautiful-girl-in-world-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6201001420584175254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6201001420584175254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-beautiful-girl-in-world-video.html' title='The Most Beautiful Girl In The World Video'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8365264875406451108</id><published>2009-10-31T17:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:28:27.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallowe'en...Where Are You???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, it's 5:17 and I'm sitting here testing the chips (a dirty job, but somebody's gotta do it :-) and waiting for the Ghosts, Goblins &amp;amp; Princesses. Where are they? When will they get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby S. will be coming over later, in her "BEE" costume...so cute! We'll have a visit &amp;amp; take some pics...and that will be Hallowe'en over for another year. I wish it was warmer outside, we could play in the piles of leaves around the yard. Because we had summer in September, and then cold and SNOW on October 9th (which thankfully melted) the trees are all confused. Lots have not even dropped their leaves yet. And for sure it's going to snow (stay or no stay) in the next 2 weeks...it's Winnipeg! Where anything could happen. We could even have warmth again in November...I hope so. They say it's going to be an El Nino year...I hope they're right...whoever "they" are :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Global Warming? Come to Winnipeg and I'll show you global warming...idiots. That b*shit is just a bunch of make-work propoganda. Sure, I believe in "climate change"...but not this global warming stuff. The weather patterns are CYCLICAL people!! Giant chunks of ice melt every couple of 100,000 years or so. It's happened before and it'll happen again. Brain up! Don't just follow like lemmings...I mean, lemmings are cute, but not in human form...are you picking up what I'm laying down? &lt;/span&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's 5:24 and still no kids. WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In other news, babysat S. today, she was wonderful as usual. We played tonnes, she had a 2+ hour nap (my nap was short :-) lunch, play and then it was time for Granny to go. I cleaned the maison...a little...cut me some slack, I have a bum knee and ankle and remnants of this sinus cold. But the cold seems to be improving...touch wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bombers play at noon tomorrow. Hopefully they will kick some Als' butt...Bishop, do it like you mean it. Yah, he's got an arm like Favre, but let's work on the accuracy. And our receivers are not 10 feet tall (I don't know when he'll get that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Good Luck Bombers, we know you can do it Blue!!! We'll be watching ;+&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope the kids get here soon or I can't be responsible for the rest of the chips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace and Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8365264875406451108?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8365264875406451108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloweenwhere-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8365264875406451108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8365264875406451108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloweenwhere-are-you.html' title='Hallowe&apos;en...Where Are You???'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4243601637882529430</id><published>2009-10-30T17:50:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:49:19.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dumbness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am an idiot, football fans.  I fell again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again!&lt;/span&gt; In the dam Safeway parking lot...well, not just Safeway, there are other establishments there.  But, I parked &amp;amp; got out of my car, walked towards the front of the car to go left and all of a sudden I'm going down! I checked after I got up (quickly, *blush*, hoping nobody saw, right?) and yep, my foot got caught in a 'divet' (a circular indent for a water meter) in the concrete. This was cleverly disguised by the leaves it was filled with. Grrrrrrrr!!! I haz a mad!!! So my frikkin' right knee (the one I hurt in August) is bruised AND bloody, and I also hurt my left ankle...it must have gone wonky when I was going down. Sob! And... nobody saw, or if anybody did, they left...parking lots are so...transient. So it isn't like I can sue whoever owns the dam parking lot for "dangerous divets in the concrete".  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Then&lt;/span&gt;...I get home and notice that I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;completely wrecked&lt;/span&gt; my brand-new ankle boots!!! The front of the right one is pretty much torn/scraped off, so I have to go find another pair. I wore them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;. I haz a double mad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have iced the knee, now icing the ankle. Man...if it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever...I can't let it ruin my day/weekend...no, this nasty sinus cold is doing a swell job of that. When can I lie down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween everyone! I forgot to say that this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I present...LOL Cat...now  in Fun Size:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-kitten-is-perfect-for-halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 382px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-kitten-is-perfect-for-halloween.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of cats, I saw the teeniest, leetle, charcoal grey (with white tummeh) kitteh just sitting on the boulevard, dangerously close to the road, while driving in to work today. She (he?) pulled at my heartstrings, but I had to keep driving. It looked like it was wearing a collar...what kind of crazy cat owner lets a leetle, teeny kitteh such as that out all by itself?? A bad one, I say. Oooooh, that makes me so angry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irresponsible pet owners of the World...I hope the Bluebird of Happiness craps all over you...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; your stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my naybor's cat had to say about the whole Halloween thing (and may I add that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am insulted, since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;am the naybor this cat is dissing!!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-insults-your-neighbors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 273px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-insults-your-neighbors.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And what exactly is wrong with handing out apples and toothbrushes??? Do we seriously want all the chillen gettin' cavities??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, that was last year and I wrote this morning about what I'm handing out this year. I can't wait for the cute little Princesses, Goblins and etc.  I'm pretty sure there will be alot of Snow White's this year, as she's the "hot thing" right now. Yah...Snow White is hot...that sounds just a wee bit perveted, n'est ce pas? Whatevas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, here's granddaughter S. in her Bumble Bee costume...the Cutest Baby &amp;amp; Toddler Ever!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SutzERmTSXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pHgaSdgGhpI/s1600-h/Savannah+Bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SutzERmTSXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pHgaSdgGhpI/s320/Savannah+Bee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398535095614392690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;S will be BUZZing around tomorrow lookin' for candy...akshully, her parents are just taking her to a select, few places t show her off &amp;amp; that will be her Halloween. She did have the daycare party, so sweet!!! must find out how that went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Bombers, good luck for Sunday, you beat 'em once you kan do it again (providing Calvillo is still out ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also - do not forget to turn your clocks one hour back this Sunday morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; clock back to my twenties!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, au revoir ladies &amp;amp; germans, we'll see what tomorrow brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4243601637882529430?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4243601637882529430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-dumbness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4243601637882529430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4243601637882529430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-dumbness.html' title='Random Dumbness'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SutzERmTSXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pHgaSdgGhpI/s72-c/Savannah+Bee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7126503851771913837</id><published>2009-10-30T06:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:19:17.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG It's Almost Hallowe'en!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where did October go? It was October 1 and I was getting ready for Vegas and...it's October 30 and I'm getting ready for Halloween! As much as I get ready for Halloween...with this crappy cold all week, I soitenly do not feel like hauling up the "Halloween" box and decorating...or whatever. Although the "severed leg" is tempting (from my son's halloween partay a few years ago). It's delightful to watch the reactions to the severed leg when we have it sticking out of the mailbox. Ha! So many lafs...so many little kids scared sh*tless. It's all good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No Neilson or Hershey bars this year. We're handing out leetle bags of Chips, Gum and some surprise *treats*...leetle boxes of Junior Mints, Dots, and other cool candy. I do not eat candy. I do eat chips however, so I of course bought enough for them and for *moi*. Hey, you gotta do your part to not waste the halloween candy...or chips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I babysit granddaughter S tomorrow...I haven't done that for a few Saturdays, so it'll be great! We'll have tonnes of fun, naps and lunch...and maybe squeeze in another nap. Then I'll come home, attempt to clean the house &amp;amp; then it'll be time to hand out the chips and candy. Do I sound obsessed? Normally, I'm not, it's just that the month went so fast and it all kinda snuck up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S actually has two costumes this year! (Last year she was a pumpkin). I will post a pic of her in costume on  another edition of this-here blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost time to get ready for work...ah, Blessed Friday, you're finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Bombers play Sunday. Altho I did want to get to a movie with dotter M. So much to do...so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF, football fans and see you in the funny papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7126503851771913837?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7126503851771913837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-its-almost-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7126503851771913837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7126503851771913837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-its-almost-halloween.html' title='OMG It&apos;s Almost Hallowe&apos;en!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-243977283338721615</id><published>2009-10-28T17:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:38:13.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's National Cat Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I didn't even know...until I read about it on the Innerwebs, so it must be true. Hurray for cats 'round the world and beyond!!! ...beyond? Well, you know what I meanz, football fanz. Here is National Cat Day's winner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/royalty.jpg?w=449&amp;amp;h=700"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 515px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/royalty.jpg?w=449&amp;amp;h=700" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sooo...feeling very catty today, ha ha, no pun intended. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have some homework to do, for work, and I asked my kitteh to prepare the computeh for meh and here is the result:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-waits-for-program-to-load.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 403px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-waits-for-program-to-load.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guess I won't be getting it done anytime soon. Plus, I'm still somewhat sick. No, it's not H1N1, thank God. But it's a nasty cold that has taken up residence in my sinuses, thwarting all my attempts to flush it out...well with the exception of literally flushing with saline solution, a prospect that doesn't appeal much...at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So...Hug your Cat(s) today and Happy National Cat Day!!! Had I known, I would have baked a cake, I swear. My cats will just have to settle for leetle kitteh hugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sigh...must lie down...head hurts...maybe you'll hear from me again on Caturday, if me head stops aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yes, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will you please&lt;/span&gt; spay or neuter your cat??? (and dog, too) At the risk of sounding like Bob Barker (who?), be a responsible pet owner. Not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt; who thinks it's cute to watch animals mate. Get a life... I call those people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Losers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-243977283338721615?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/243977283338721615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-national-cat-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/243977283338721615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/243977283338721615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-national-cat-day.html' title='It&apos;s National Cat Day!!!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6588824082949114240</id><published>2009-10-26T20:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:04:44.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Redonkulous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I'm sick today. I was fine til Saturday evening...within 1/2 hour, my throat closed up (well, ok, it dint really close up) it got all hurt-y and stuff, and my head &amp;amp; eyes ached...and then Sunday, yay, I woke up with a redonkulous cold! Made a birfday cake for my seester, did some laundry, but rested in between. Sent cake &amp;amp; gifts off with the boys to the birfday cellabrashuns in the evening, as I was def not up to it. Today, rested, that's about it. Just when you fink you're getting better, the nose fills, the eyes well up, ya sneeze 10 times (or so) and the froat is now redonkulously sore, sorer than it was before. Methinks this fing is morphing...into something EviL.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of redonkulous, will you please look at the redonkulous ears on this ass, er, I mean this donkey: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/img_8157.jpg?w=560&amp;amp;h=797"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 563px;" src="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/img_8157.jpg?w=560&amp;amp;h=797" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's actually so durn cute, I'd have him for a pet in a heartbeat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saw this poor kitteh on the street the other day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-lost-first-tail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 480px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-lost-first-tail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will you please check out his TAIL?  OMG now that's different...I like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jeez...I'm not well, mus' lie down...see you in teh funnie papers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6588824082949114240?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6588824082949114240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/redonkulous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6588824082949114240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6588824082949114240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/redonkulous.html' title='Redonkulous!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4388402205881924038</id><published>2009-10-25T12:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:32:30.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombers Victorious!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow...they actually did it. Our Bombers beat the Alouettes 41 to 24...awesome, awesome, awesome. Way to go Blue, we are so proud!!! Bishop threw for 411 yards and 2 touchdowns...much better than last Sunday, hey Michael???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/rosterhead/2009/10/BISHOP_Michael_web3929_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 150px;" src="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/rosterhead/2009/10/BISHOP_Michael_web3929_thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It didn't hurt that Calvillo was out and I heard their kicker was out as well...oh well,  sucks to be you. Aand of course, we had newly-signed Troy Westwood back with us. Didn't actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; the game b/cuz TSN in all their insanity punishes a non-sold-out-home-game-crowd city by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blacking out&lt;/span&gt; the game locally. Shame on you, TSN. That is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; gonna make me (or a lot of other football fans) run out &amp;amp; buy tickets. Idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news - feeling sick, wicked raw throat and runny nose. This is not good. Granddotter S is on the mend as I believe is son-in-law, but dotter M is way sick still. She has to work tomorrow (Monday) and Tuesday is her day off, so she needs to rest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; need to rest. I will be doing some homework, for work, as soon as I get off this-here blog thingey.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not a good time (when is it, really?) to be sick. I wanna go back to Vegas...*whine*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywho, mus' go, things to do, deadlines, commitments and obligations...these are the Days of Our Lives, football fans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Again, Way to Go, Bombers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4388402205881924038?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4388402205881924038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/bombers-victorious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4388402205881924038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4388402205881924038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/bombers-victorious.html' title='Bombers Victorious!!!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6266627937662681528</id><published>2009-10-21T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:15:43.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn! oh, ah-scuuze me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tired, football fans, it's been along week. No time to Blog...until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, what's this I hear about the Bombers signing Troy Westwood? Did Hell freeze over and I didn't get the memo? Oh well...welcome back, Troy! We have missed you! That mean old Doug Berry, he ain't the coach no more, oh no. We gotz the Village Idiot now, Mr. Mike Kelly. In his defence, at least he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;likes &lt;/span&gt;you (unlike Berry) which would be why he welcomed you back with open arms. And...we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;you! (smile) Will you please help your teammates beat Montreal on Saturday?? I know it's a tough job, but eye-nose you can do it, Troy! Good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My bro &amp;amp; nephews went back home to Ottawa after a 6-day visit (well, 5 for N). The whole family got together for dinner and we saw them quite a few times, and I think they enjoyed themselves while here. A good time was had by all. See you guys again soon! Y'all come back now, ya hear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I was debating with my cat earlier and here's what he had to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-likes-your-point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 238px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-likes-your-point.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about it, really...more than he has to say on any given day. Come on, he's just a cat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I'm tired and there's really nothing more to say. Well...my granddotter has a cold and now my dotter is sick and son-in-law too. I tell you, it's always something!  Feel better soon, guys...sending tonnes of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where was I? Oh yah, tired, so going to bed now...or maybe read. 'Darkly Dreaming Dexter'...oh yah, Dexter, one of my fave tv characters, now in book form. Ok, the book came first, silly, I was just trying to...oh never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G'nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6266627937662681528?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6266627937662681528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/yawn-oh-ah-scuuze-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6266627937662681528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6266627937662681528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/yawn-oh-ah-scuuze-me.html' title='Yawn! oh, ah-scuuze me!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6845478994368501684</id><published>2009-10-17T22:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:46:06.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post It Notes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm too tired today to upload any pics or anything, just short "post it" notes today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For a short week, it's been a busy week...next week/weekend will be busy as well. It never stops, football fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the Vegas line is on tomorrow's Bomber game against the Lions, but I'm gonna wager a bet of my own that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our Bombers will kick the Lions' collective asses&lt;/span&gt;. This is my prediction and yes, I'm stickin' to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My bro &amp;amp; 2 nephews are in from Ottawa, so it was good to see everyone...briefly yesterday but all afternoon/evening today, the whole fandamily for our deferred Thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings. We also celebrated my Dad's (upcoming on Oct 23rd) 80th Birthday, and my Girl and Son-in-law's 4th wedding Anniversary. Did I mention they wed in Vegas? Which is when hubby and I fell in love with the little town... But I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Going to the game tomorrow - our Blue are on a 3-game-winning-streak, so we must show our support! Mike Kelly aside...altho he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does &lt;/span&gt;seem a wee bit more human (humble?) now that they're not playing like the worst high school football team in the land...was that just last month? But we won't say another word about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anywho, S, S &amp;amp; S are off to the States tomorrow and back Tuesday, so I wish them a safe trip and happy shopping! First time with the Babe, so we'll see how it goes (well, I hope :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am Blessed. I know that and I often forget, but I am. I have a lot more in my life than a lot of other people do. I should not waste time wanting stuff I don't have, but should appreciate and hold dear stuff I DO have (and I'm not talking material things here...I'm trying to be profound).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you can do it tomorrow! We believe in you!!!  I'll be there freezing my 'tocks...all for you guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I may write more tomorrow - for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6845478994368501684?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6845478994368501684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-it-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6845478994368501684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6845478994368501684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-it-notes.html' title='Post It Notes...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3671747642314642964</id><published>2009-10-12T14:57:00.038-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:03:37.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back...To Winter???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello, football fans, I'm back from Vegas!! We had a blast! And we came home to...winter? Disgusting! We in the 'Peg have only had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4 snow-free months&lt;/span&gt; this whole year. Here's what we came home to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOgZAe3dMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/4J_LPcd76Cc/s1600-h/IMG_2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOgZAe3dMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/4J_LPcd76Cc/s320/IMG_2416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391829530379252930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What the F is UP with that? Grrrrr.....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bombers&lt;/span&gt;, you can beat those TiCats!!! C'mon &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;! The Vegas line is...I forget, but it favored Hamilton...gee, I wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Vegas - yowza, it is truly the city that never sleeps!! I recall one year walking back from a show at the Tropicana, stopping for a Fat Burger and strolling with our drippy, juicy burgers back to Bill's Gamblin' Hall (called Barbary Coast at that time, beside the Flamingo).  There was barely anyone on the streets at that time (3 a.m.) Not this time! We arrived, got to Bill's about 12:30 a.m. Monday...regrouped (read had a quick Margarita and a beer) and went out on the Strip. It was teeming with people...for a Sunday night! (Monday morning) and it wasn't even Cowboy Week (December). We did Casino Royale for $1 Michelobs &amp;amp; strolled for a long time. We love Vegas...it's just so...cool. I think we just feel free there...unencumbered...do whatever we want and go wherever we want whenever...and the shopping is the shit!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can always spot the first-timers...their heads are on a swivel...left/right/up/down/OMG!!! Plus, they're walking around with their loser mile-high, plastic bottle Margaritas from LaSalsa Cantina, or their souvenir Eiffel Tower frickin' drink from the Paris. Oh well, they'll learn. One dollar Michelob, in a bottle! All I'm sayin'... Frozen margarita with a goodly amount of tequila for 99 cents at Bill's. Get a clue people! You don't have to spend alot to drink in Vegas. Idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a sign from Bill's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOU8nt-9MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uPK-3ckwU4A/s1600-h/IMG_2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOU8nt-9MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uPK-3ckwU4A/s320/IMG_2390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391816948067529922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They have lots of old wood &amp;amp; stained glass...when they tear it down and they will eventually, we have dibs on the elevator sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we shopped our asses off, buying treasures for ourselves and Xmas gifts for our peeps. I got lots of Xmas shopping done, yay! I cannot reveal what it is for fear my darlin' dotter may actually read my blogs, but I found granddotter S the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;absolute most amazing thing ever!!!&lt;/span&gt; From FAO Schwarz (the toy store from the movie Big) the most amazing toy store in the world. Here's a tiny portion of Schwarz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOdct1ATjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fk5sJ_4qUgc/s1600-h/IMG_2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOdct1ATjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fk5sJ_4qUgc/s320/IMG_2282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391826295556427314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is all I can say until Boxing Day...I will at that time unveil a pic of the most incredible thing I ever bought (well, except my new Corolla, which is the shit).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way to the Galleria shopping mall in Henderson, we spotted this street that bears the name of our granddog, Spencer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOXTWomt7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCg9LWfKENU/s1600-h/spencer+street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOXTWomt7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TCg9LWfKENU/s320/spencer+street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391819537641813938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This mall is Awesome...take it from me, I've been to alot of malls! Here is but one picture (palm trees &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOXq1xusAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/B9Rf3kFCYFw/s1600-h/IMG_2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOXq1xusAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/B9Rf3kFCYFw/s320/IMG_2207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391819941138575362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoover Dam was awesome, amazing and...humbling, for the many men who lost their lives building this engineering marvel, even more so given the time it was built (1931-1935) with crude tools, pick-axes, ropes and cement blocks...oh, and dynamite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOeRaFtV6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/iKCcM9-Ig-0/s1600-h/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOeRaFtV6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/iKCcM9-Ig-0/s320/IMG_2356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391827200790845346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is completely amazing...but the scenery is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;breath-taking&lt;/span&gt;. And the bridge they are building between Nevada and Arizona over the river channel...they have completed the 'road from Nevada' and the 'road from Arizona' portions leading up to the chasm, and have to join the two over the chasm (which is f'ing huge). They've built a huge, steel arch from one end to the other, on which will rest the rest of the road, no play on words intended here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOYX7ihcxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/SSY-h7Nf39o/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOYX7ihcxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/SSY-h7Nf39o/s320/IMG_2324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391820715779519250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the left, Arizona and on the right, Nevada. You can see the wires in the sky from which descend a crane, also on wires...and there are guys working on the arch as I type...it is quite the engineering marvel (I never tire of that phrase). Oh, and Hoover Dam itself (a small portion):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOY78FkmKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yO3ekiiJNtA/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOY78FkmKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yO3ekiiJNtA/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391821334401816738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, some people may say "ah, Hoover Dam, big deal" but it IS a big deal and the scenery alone is worth the trip and the price of admission, which is only $7 for parking. Yes, they built a frickin' parkade in the middle of the mountains! I am always amazed by the shit they can build in the mountains. Little bit of dynamite and we're off to the races...amazingly cool. If you go to Vegas, you really must "do the dam"...you don't need to buy a tour, just walk around...all day if you want. We walked and then drove over the dam into Arizona (yes! now I can say I've been to Arizona) picked up a few 'souvenir rocks' and went back to Nevada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOZqN6nvzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9Yj6lEilj-M/s1600-h/IMG_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOZqN6nvzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9Yj6lEilj-M/s320/IMG_2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391822129461706546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yes, and here's a small portion of Lake Mead...it's the hugest lake I ever saw, next to Lake Superior and well, the ocean:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOaroz6rdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/X4C8CRzDpQI/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOaroz6rdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/X4C8CRzDpQI/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391823253372841426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We drove to Boulder City to have lunch at the Coffee Cup Cafe and...wouldn't you know it, the Griswold Effect kicked in. We arrived at 2:40 and they had closed at 2!! Hubby saw this cafe on Triple D (Diners, Drive ins and Dives). Anyway, a litte ways down the street was Mel's Diner and we ate lunch there. We didn't see Mel, Alice or Flo, but the waitress was a friendly little cutie and the food was delicious. A quaint little place (Boulder City). We were baked pretty crispy after 'dam day'. But we were not complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StObUGYHoxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vpFxsSqYzDA/s1600-h/IMG_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StObUGYHoxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vpFxsSqYzDA/s320/IMG_2365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391823948504081170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOczgHfifI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Bqjw6pFyJ9o/s1600-h/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOczgHfifI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Bqjw6pFyJ9o/s320/IMG_2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391825587501238770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We just needed to refuel which of course means beers &amp;amp; margaritas. We went to The Tequila Bar &amp;amp; Grill in Bally's for the 48 ounce Mararita in yes, a souvenir Bally's Margarita glass (but a classy one, hello?). The drinking glass is for 'scale'...it's all about perspective people! It's just a shame the Margarita was from a mix and not that tasty, hence we only finished 1/2...that's still 12 ounces each...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOffLObLiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ya5GttTgxS8/s1600-h/IMG_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOffLObLiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ya5GttTgxS8/s320/IMG_2380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391828536830668322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOfn36OadI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nJEI2_KGCnc/s1600-h/IMG_2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOfn36OadI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nJEI2_KGCnc/s320/IMG_2381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391828686264494546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We partook of the "Graveyard Special" steak &amp;amp; eggs for $8.99 (only $3 more than the decent steak &amp;amp; eggs at Bill's after midnight, which we had several times). Anyway...this was the best steak &amp;amp; eggs we have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; eaten...it was like country-fried steak with gravy which was delish. Even the scrambled eggs were to die for..Yum-Oh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm ready to go back...it was hot &amp;amp; sunny, 80 degrees every day. We spent Friday leisurely, then relaxed with a few brews by the Flamingo pool (Bill's doesn't have a pool, but the Flamingo graciously allow Bill's patrons in...damn decent of them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOiJCIOcHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dJ1gekVRa5g/s1600-h/IMG_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOiJCIOcHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dJ1gekVRa5g/s320/IMG_2394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391831454966509682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOiYU1wBPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aDfRxHA4wUc/s1600-h/IMG_2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOiYU1wBPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aDfRxHA4wUc/s320/IMG_2395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391831717687330034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnotes:&lt;/span&gt; Went to Margaritaville, had a few drinks, went out on the balcony to people-watch, but that got boring pretty quick. We tried to see the car show at Imperial Palace, so we took our two free admission passes and went down there, only to discover they were closing (close at 6 p.m.). So, only two Griswold Effects, we can't complain. Our flights home were uneventful and crash-free, given the stinky weather in the 'Peg (wind &amp;amp; snow) I think were lucky to land at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so, we're back to reality. Oh yah! We're going to see Russell Peters tonite, yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;"Somebody gonna get a hurt reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeal bad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait, it'll be great (hey, that rhymes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bombers winning 21-0 as we speak...Come On Blue, you can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3671747642314642964?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3671747642314642964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/backto-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3671747642314642964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3671747642314642964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/backto-winter.html' title='Back...To Winter???'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/StOgZAe3dMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/4J_LPcd76Cc/s72-c/IMG_2416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6565931368393034327</id><published>2009-10-03T18:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:07:24.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Syanahra (sp?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, football fans, this is my last blog for days and daze...Ize going to Vegas! Finally get more vaycayshun timez and it'z time to relapse, I mean relax. Wander the Strip with a Ginormous Margarita glass (oh...filled with Margarita, of course!) Relax.....aaaahhhhh. Sit by the pool and relax...shop my face off...not so relaxing but fun. Hope I find good stuff :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Good Luck to the Bombers next week, c'mon you guys, you can get 3 W's in a row. You gotta be hungry and methinks you are. And Go Chargers! as well...sorry, haven't had time to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Babysat S today, she was a Joy (as always) in spite of her cold, which I think is much better. Just a few sneezes. We went for a walk outside where she collected leaves, which brings her endless excitement...she brought a few home for her Mother. We met up with the neighbor's dog, Joe, and his Mom so we spent some time "gently" patting Joe, much to S's delight.  It's the small things; you really do gotta stop &amp;amp; smell the roses and I have to learn to do that more, 'spesh in my job, which stresses me to no end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope to come home relaxed and not stressed from travelling for 7 hours that day. Tomorrow's travel only 3 hours, direct flight (I love that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, I'll write about my adventure fer shure...until next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6565931368393034327?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6565931368393034327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/syanahra-sp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6565931368393034327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6565931368393034327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/syanahra-sp.html' title='Syanahra (sp?)'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5416635166258094845</id><published>2009-10-02T17:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:23:19.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday and...Go Bombers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Bombers &lt;/span&gt;gotta do it tonight to keep their shot at appearing in the playoffs...cuz they ain't never gonna beat Montreal whom they gotta face two (2) more times, football fans. And THAT is Crazy Football Mom's prediction, which she is sticking by...sticking to...keeping.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just being real-istik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Vegas on Sunday, wish me luck at the 'Craps' table...and why in the world is a game called Craps anyway? Yeesh. And no, I don't play craps. I play the one-armed bandit, the penny slots. If I'm lucky, I can sometimes snag a 'Wheel of Fortune' game, which humors me for quite some time, letting me spin the wheel &amp;amp; such, and then alas, the money runs out. And when it's gone, it's gone, ladies &amp;amp; germs...walk away. Which is what me and hubby do - always. The odds are just not in your favor. We are not lucky and we know this...it's just for shits &amp;amp; giggles that we gamble small sums of money. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The big money we keep for drinking. And shopping. That's our focus...shop &amp;amp; drink...and people-watch. And see Rita Rudner, my Idol...my hero (well, one of 'em). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It'll be swell and I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, coming from the North End of Wpg. as I do, I really love this pic from icanhascheezburger:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-dog-pictures-da-hood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 276px;" src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-dog-pictures-da-hood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey, me too!!! Cute Goggie.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cannot believe it's already October! What happened to September...August...July...? summer, rainy season and spring, in that order. It's all over too fast...but Vegas came quick, so that's gotta be the upside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I get to babysit granddotter S tomorrow (yay!) she is currently sick with a cold, but that's what Grannies are for...for cuddles and caring...and hugs &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, I really need to go do some laundry. But not in the sink:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-kittens-are-in-sink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 277px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-kittens-are-in-sink.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sink is reserved...for kittehs ownlee!!! I love kittehs. This week I have seen more stray kittehs than I have in the last long time. Two were in my path this very morning, one ran across the road (of course I waited) and one stayed on his/her yard, waiting for my car to pass. Smart kitteh. And then on the way home, there was another stray kitteh on the street...just wandering around, poor thing. Cat owners - kittehs belong in the house, not out on the street. I can't stress this enuf. And while you're at it, have your kitteh spayed or neutered. Ya hear? All I'm sayin'. I hate irresponsible pet owners. And that's my kitteh rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moscow, I be a Russian...arriverderchi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5416635166258094845?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5416635166258094845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-andgo-bombers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5416635166258094845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5416635166258094845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-andgo-bombers.html' title='Friday and...Go Bombers!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7577097821045119721</id><published>2009-10-01T05:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:22:04.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Day Til Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Greetings, football fans, are you ready for the Really Big Game on Friday? Hey, that's tomorrow! Bombers vs Eskimos...it should be a good game. I won't be there. However, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; be at the Oct. 18 game against the BC Lions. My sis won tickets and like a good sis, handed 'em over, b/c she is not at all interested in football and I am, so it only makes sense, n'est ce pas? I thought so...my 3rd game this year, but you can't really count the Blowout Banjo Bowl b/c that was just awful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me but I think this Kitteh has a meth problem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/oh-my-god-i-die-thats-bananas-shut-it-down.jpg?w=522&amp;amp;h=475"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 365px;" src="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/oh-my-god-i-die-thats-bananas-shut-it-down.jpg?w=522&amp;amp;h=475" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The above is how I feel most days lately (stressed, not shaved). Must...relax...Remain.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anywho, must go read the paper now, guess this is a short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you in the funny papers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7577097821045119721?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7577097821045119721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-more-day-til-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7577097821045119721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7577097821045119721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-more-day-til-friday.html' title='One More Day Til Friday...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7583302606020518848</id><published>2009-09-28T19:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:51:59.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Good Times Roll...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This title is a misnomer, it's just a stupid 'Cars' song I have stuck in my head as it's the last one I heard while I was driving home from work in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...which has an awesome stereo by the way :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, good times...well today marks 5 people on my floor who have lost their jobs in the last 2 weeks...their livelihood...due to downsizing. I know, I know, it goes on everywhere, but it's not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed to happen to my peeps&lt;/span&gt;...my friends...people I have known anywhere from 18 to 30 years. It's been a terribuls two weeks on my floor and we are just supposed to carry on like nothing's happened. Whatever...I go in and do my job, for the greater good. It's all very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to make myself feel better, I cruised 'Icanhascheezburger' and found this on the 'Engrish' fail site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://engrishfunny.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/128965650212978144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 349px;" src="http://engrishfunny.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/128965650212978144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Nuf said, football fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://engrishfunny.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/engrish-funny-emulsion-herpes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 347px;" src="http://engrishfunny.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/engrish-funny-emulsion-herpes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mmmmm...tasty. I'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this is one busy crab:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://engrishfunny.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/engrish-funny-crab-whore.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 349px;" src="http://engrishfunny.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/engrish-funny-crab-whore.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, those crazy Asians...all I'm sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kitteh is totally nappin' with Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/dok.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 343px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/dok.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...time to hit the couch, me eyes are tired. I know it's only 9...much later than the time that'll post on this blog...but what the hell, gotta face the heck tomorrow...4 more days and Ize done work til Oct 13. Stop my feet from dancin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7583302606020518848?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7583302606020518848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-good-times-roll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7583302606020518848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7583302606020518848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-good-times-roll.html' title='Let The Good Times Roll...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5780959346598090550</id><published>2009-09-27T13:57:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:15:44.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So! The Bombers won finally...for a change. Good game guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Congrats on a W!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you just barely squeaked by...got tired in the 4th, huh? Michael Bishop has sorta redeemed himself...and the receivers (most of whom are new and I don't know their names) played well, along with Fred Reid. Oh yah, and boo to Dorian Smith and Siddeeq Shabazz, who got themselves ejected from the game in the 4th - silly boys, fighting. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news, pretty boring I must say. Trying to get organized and ready to head to Vegas soon (only one more week of work!) and have been cruising the Innerwebs to see if there's anything I would like to see/do/eat there, that I previously did not know. Turns out, there's not a lot! Which is good, I can stick to my normal routine of drinking and shopping...and people watching. This is what we (me &amp;amp; hubby) like to do...what can I say? It's our annual run-away-from-life vaycashun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bonus...it should be hot, so it'll be like an extended summah. Ours seems to have run out, but it lasted til Sep. 26 (yestahday) so one cannot complain...too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I found this picture of the "New Frontier"  hotel that got tored down in 2007. Hubby and I visited it in late 2006 and I'm glad we did, cuz we din't know until later it would be torn down. Directly when you walked inside was a genuine "one-armed bandit" statue of a cowboy guy thingey...anyway it was cool. And  it was smoky and dingy,  exactly what you'd expect of an old casino with a Western name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/bf/V-116950297.jpg/250px-V-116950297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 374px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/bf/V-116950297.jpg/250px-V-116950297.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But they did serve a decent frozen Margarita.  You gotta love the "Cold Beer ... Dirty Girls" on the sign...we laffed at that one  since we first saw it in 2005, the year of our dotter's weddin at "Viva Las Vegas Chapel" very north of the Strip. Every time we drove by that sign we'd laf - and we drove by it alot! it rained for 2 solid days  &amp;amp; we were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; in the car til we could finally get out &amp;amp; explore the Strip a bit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that's when we fell in love with Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is one of Mama's fave places in Vegas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.margaritavilleretail.com/lasvegas/images/HEADER_LV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 80px;" src="http://www.margaritavilleretail.com/lasvegas/images/HEADER_LV.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I  love the atmosphere and, well, the Margaritas are swell...and their very own 'Land Shark' beer, the volcano nachos and they have good salads &amp;amp; soups. They have a very nice gift shop as well...still need a fridge magnet for the redneck fridge. Here's the inside of the restaurant, a small part, as it's pretty big:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.margaritavillelasvegas.com/templates/default/images/home_promo_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 482px;" src="http://www.margaritavillelasvegas.com/templates/default/images/home_promo_main.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just really like it there! It's fun and the food is good...can't ask for more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the shopping, especially the outlet mall(s). We try to buy some Xmas gifts while we're there and I must admit, I'm a wee bit behind in my Christmas shopping, don't know about y'all. It is, after all, less than three months away...OMG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, we'll be flying the friendly skies on KITTEH AIRLINES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-has-landing-gear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-has-landing-gear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...a fairly new airline, but we'll give them a chance and see how they do / we do / hope it's crash-free.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really should go &amp;amp; do something now. Feelz likez Ize wasting my time on this here interwebs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adieu til the next time I feel like going on about nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5780959346598090550?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5780959346598090550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5780959346598090550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5780959346598090550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-stuff.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5291278223289544107</id><published>2009-09-22T18:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:32:47.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To My Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's been awhile, football fans...tings have been berry bizzy. I did manage to get the maison clean, we had the family/friends over on Sunday for the birthdays and it was all lovely. A shame it was over so soon. I believe a good time was had by all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Bombers lost (what a shock!) to the Alouettes, don't remember the score, don't wanna. Knew they couldn't win, not against Calvillo &amp;amp; Co. Hello??? And they get to play them 2 more times, ladies &amp;amp; germs...yeeesh. I don't fancy their chances. And then...we lost Arjei Franklin and Romby Bryant cuz Mike Kelly (aka Village Idiot) traded them...for whom, I neither care or remember. Then today or yesterday, he traded two more guys and gained what, another quarterback? How many does that make this season? Five? Who the f* can keep up and really - who cares anymore??? What a complete and utter EPIC FAIL for our beloved Bombers. I (like zillions of others) place the blame squarely on mister Kelly, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ultramaroon&lt;/span&gt;. And he's still talking like there's a future for this troop this season - Mike... give your head a shake...the fans have all gone home &amp;amp; they're staying there!  You're done, the Bombers are done...there IS no more season. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's turn our attention to the NFL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My son's team (Cowboys) were beaten by the Giants (I hate Eli Manning) on Sunday in the last 0 seconds of the game...it was a great game! (the tiny part I watched). Anywho, that's all I know or care at this moment of the NFL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In other news,&lt;/span&gt; work sucks...the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No pictures today...too tired...too lazy...franky, I have other stuff to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I bid you adieu until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5291278223289544107?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5291278223289544107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-to-my-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5291278223289544107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5291278223289544107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-to-my-nightmare.html' title='Welcome To My Nightmare'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7282568001478653707</id><published>2009-09-19T16:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T17:14:29.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...I'm Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shouldn't be...bored that is...but I am. I'm just in a  slump. I'm bored like this cat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-cat-is-bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 367px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-cat-is-bored.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have to clean the house, which I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; doing. I don't know why...I like when it's clean, just hate doing it. And I don't do it often enuf...simply because I'm lazy... And it's so beeyutiful outside (almost 30 degrees) that I'd rather be out there. But I'm sitting here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having people over tomorrow evening for birthday celebrations...for my girl and my boy. Time flies, it seems like we just did this and here we are again! And granddaughter S is 16 months old!! Sixteen months!! Before we all know it she'll be 2, and then 3, and then there'll be no stopping her - she'll just grow and grow...but I hope she never outgrows her cuteness and beautiful smile. She is the Happiest Baby/Toddler EVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of hamsters, here's a cutie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-hamster-has-new-chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 325px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-hamster-has-new-chair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And chickens are just inherently funny, arent' they? With their strutting head bops &amp;amp; such...I find chicken jokes hilarious. I was in a restaurant perusing the menu when I came upon "cornfed chicken". Cornfed chicken...I bet all those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grainfed &lt;/span&gt;chickens were jealous. Dam cornfed chickens think they're better than us! Well, guess what? They landed up the same place as you, so get over it. And speaking of cornfed, I didn't want to know about it's childhood...I just wanted to eat it! Cornfed! Good at tennis! Now I feel guilty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why did the chicken cross the road? No, seriously, I'd like to know&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-chicken-crosses-road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 266px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-chicken-crosses-road.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, in football news, we have the Bombers vs the Alouettes tomorrow afternoon. Guess who doesn't even care enuf to watch? And besides, I have cleaning and getting ready for company tomorrow, so I won't have time. Son A's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dallas Cowboys&lt;/span&gt; are playing tomorrow afternoon...go Cowboys! You can beat the Giants!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-cats-play-with-ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 287px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-cats-play-with-ball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh...I really must go and do something, anything. I'll start by feeding the cats, doing some laundry &amp;amp; see how that goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a good rest of Caturday, all and see you in the Funny Papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7282568001478653707?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7282568001478653707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/signim-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7282568001478653707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7282568001478653707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/signim-bored.html' title='Sigh...I&apos;m Bored'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4849319162552715679</id><published>2009-09-16T22:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:29:29.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safeway...They Care A Little (but not so much)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, I got my "letter" and my "Safeway gift card" in the mail today. Gad, those PR types! Yeesh! They are so GD diplomatic...for my "inconveniences"...blah, blah, blah, ad nauseum. No mention of the embarrassment, the drama and the dam sore knee. Oh, and they hope that I will remain a "loyal customer" at either that or any other Safeway location. Well, I sure will...until the gift card runs out, hey?! Duh!!! And I'll go directly through Murray's til (Murray's the cashier who "didn't see me fall, didn't see me on the ground") and I'll smile and be pleasant and he'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hating&lt;/span&gt; me and the fact that I'm going through his til, but he'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; to be nice to me because if he isn't, I'll just complain...about him...and maybe the fact that he's also ugly or he didn't give me the "Safeway smile" today. Yah...fun with Murray...he's not too bright, so it won't be that hard. Oh, did I write all that down? That sounds mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Free groceries...better than a kick in the ass any day, n'est ce pas? (oui! more francais) But after that, Safeway can kiss my butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thank you very little and f*ck you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4849319162552715679?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4849319162552715679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/safewaythey-care-little-but-not-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4849319162552715679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4849319162552715679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/safewaythey-care-little-but-not-so-much.html' title='Safeway...They Care A Little (but not so much)'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-333073508776455235</id><published>2009-09-16T19:00:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:30:18.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And...It's Been A While...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Greetings, football fans! It's already Wednesday, hump day. Yay! We won't talk about work today, or anymore actually, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just in case&lt;/span&gt; the Blogging Police are out there...the Interwebs Cops if you will...wouldn't wanna be  saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one bad thing&lt;/span&gt; about me job or place of employment. So I'll jus' say... I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my job and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it there! 'Nuf said :+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I can now reveal the great &amp;amp; wonderful birthday present my Son A received for his, well, birthday yesterday. (It's really birthday AND Xmas...it's a big gift).  A trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dallas&lt;/span&gt; ladies &amp;amp; germs!! To see the Cowboys play the Chargers!! Wait a minute...the Chargers are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; team...why am I not going aussi? (that's French for "also", for all you who are not as bilingual as moi) Oh well, that means I get the maison (French for "house") to myself for a coupla days in December (he's going with his Dad). Maybe I'll take some overtime time off and get drunk! Yah, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, made an American Stadium cake for the okayshun...got the pan from Winners, if you can believe it. I didn't go looking for it, it found me! Me and dotter M made this cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SrF-bShID0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jXVRdUYCdNw/s1600-h/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SrF-bShID0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jXVRdUYCdNw/s320/IMG_2135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382222036976799554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yup, it's a pretty frickin' awesome cake, if you ask me...well, nobody did but...you see where I'm going here? Anyway, since at American football games, they have freakin' fireworks after  a touchdown (here, we have a cannon...yay), that gave me the idea for the sparklers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, a pizza party and a good time was had by all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The End of that story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's my new car, the real McCoy, the genuine article, not just some pic off Toyota.ca...  it's parked outside my house right now, so it must be REAL...and really mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SrF_8GjXnEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8UTKF4C2WFU/s1600-h/IMG_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SrF_8GjXnEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8UTKF4C2WFU/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382223700212292674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY CAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In football news, they put Barrin Simpson on the 9-week-injury list...he was initially on the one-week injury list for turf toe that he had been playing through all these weeks. Then, after being listed (one week) he asked to be traded. This was all over the media and voila! he gets placed on the 9 week list. Without his approval BUT, ladies &amp;amp; germs, the CFL does not need the players' approval or acquiescence, only their acknowledgement after being informed that they are on the 9 week injury list. I can only think they did this because who's going to trade for a player who's on the 9 week injury list? In September? This takes us to end of November, Grey Cup is over by then. NOT that the Bombers have an ice cube's chance in Hell of seeing any time THERE. But...very clever of Lyle Bauer and company...nice.  You know what? This whole season sucks the big weenie, so we might as well pretend like it never happened. And Iyam dead serious. What season? See? How quickly they forget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tired and must do stuff...have stuff to do...outside where it's nice &amp;amp; warm (cold in here from air condish, not complaining :-) and then inside...much stuff to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toodles and have a good evening all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7541375481197781405-333073508776455235?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/333073508776455235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/andits-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/333073508776455235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/333073508776455235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/andits-been-while.html' title='And...It&apos;s Been A While...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SrF-bShID0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/jXVRdUYCdNw/s72-c/IMG_2135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8446908043497872289</id><published>2009-09-13T20:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:19:38.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombers...Sigh...Goodbye, it was nice knowin ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, that's it football fans, the Bombers are broken and have kissed this season goodbye. And other than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doug Brown&lt;/span&gt;, they don't really seem to give a damn! After game 9, everybody gets paid anyway and this was game 10. And we are 3-7. That's something to be proud of hey, Mike Kelly? Most arrogant b*st*rd in the land...oh, and you get paid too, don't you? No matter how putrid a head coach/offensive coach you prove to be. And oh yeah! You're on a 2 year contract...so, it doesn't really matter in the end does it? They can't fire you because...they're still paying Doug Berry's contract...it wouldn't make sense to be paying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt; head coaches' salaries, would it? So, you'll just limp along the rest of this disgusting (somebody give me a stronger word than disgusting) season and hey! you'll be back next year. Can't wait. Good luck with the three Montreal games...I won't be watching. Sorry, Doug Brown, you are the only stand-up guy on the team right now and the only voice of reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now turn my attention to the NFL...Vikings won today and so did Dallas! The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cringe at the thought of bringing my baby (my new car) to the terribuls parkade downtown, but it's gotta be done. Please, please, please nobody hit or ding it! Not on the first day!! It's just still brand-new to me...just gimme one ding-free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass...and I'll be finishing up Sunday's business so I can watch some Comedy. No, not the Bombers vs the Riders...been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu til next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8446908043497872289?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8446908043497872289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/bomberssighgoodbye-it-was-nice-knowin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8446908043497872289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8446908043497872289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/bomberssighgoodbye-it-was-nice-knowin.html' title='Bombers...Sigh...Goodbye, it was nice knowin ya'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8314404861345066256</id><published>2009-09-13T09:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:35:06.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safeway Does Care! But We'll See How Much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;An update to my Aug 10th blog about Safeway, where I slipped on water, fell on my knee and injured my tibial tubercle (6-8 week injury).  And nobody cared, they all acted like nothing had happened &amp;amp; the cashier I made eye contact with denied seeing me fall and/or seeing me on the ground. The last insult was a phone conversation with Big Al (store manager) who condescendingly offered me "in the range of $50-75 and you come in and sign a release". I thought it all strange, the way it was handled, so I called the store's District Manager on Friday (first time I've had time to call).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I relayed the whole story to her, how I was treated &amp;amp; spoken to by Al, what he offered, but back to the original incident, how not one of her store employees seemed to think it was a big deal that a customer fell in their store due to their negligence...except Asst Mgr Sam - he was nice &amp;amp; he cared. But apparently not enuf, as he never did write up a proper accident report...he wrote some shit on a random piece of paper that day and that was it. And I'm sure neither he nor Al "e-mailed Calgary" (head office) like they said they would nor even made them aware in any way of what had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She seemed displeased with how this was handled,  none of the proper  procedures were followed, apologized several times throughout our conversation &amp;amp; sed she would go down to the store that afternoon. I hope some guys got in shit on Friday for being ignorant. I further clarified that I was not some scum off the street trying to pull a fast one and that Al cannot just offer to throw some $$ at someone to make them "go away". I'm a 30-year shopper at that store (or whenever the hell it opened) and yes, I intend to go back, football fans! As soon as we've "settled something" here...go back in with my head held high and say "hi" to Murray, the ignorant cashier...among others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This woman did mention monetary compensation a few times, and we will talk turkey on Monday. I asked for A) a written apology B) assurance this will never happen again (&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;footnote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hubby's been back as recently as yesterday and the cooler is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; leaking...how about emptying it, shutting it off, wiping it out and either fixing  or replacing it? And C) monetary compensation, of course, since she brought it up :-))) With any luck at all, Safeway can make my first new car payment...sounds good to me! F*ckers!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Further updates on this story as warranted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banjo Bowl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if Barrin Simpson is playing today or not...yesterday may have been the last time apparently that we see him in Bomber attire...I hope he plays. We still have Lobendahn and Shabbaz, and of course big Doug Brown, so no worries there. On the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;offence side&lt;/span&gt;, however...oh my god, what will we do? They've brot in yet another quarterback (I've lost count) whose name escapes me, Lefors is injured (thank Bob), and we have Bishop and Randall...and this new guy who remains nameless for now. Get with the plan and throw nicely to the receivers or use Reid, but please...get it done today!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They really have no choice...if they lose today it will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;...but like I sed yesterday, it promises to be a good game and I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have to go clean &amp;amp; do chores now...a woman's work is never done, it's true...have a good day all and may the best Blue &amp;amp; Gold Team win!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8314404861345066256?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8314404861345066256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/safeway-does-care-but-well-see-how-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8314404861345066256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8314404861345066256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/safeway-does-care-but-well-see-how-much.html' title='Safeway Does Care! But We&apos;ll See How Much...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1055310160467302181</id><published>2009-09-12T22:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:14:34.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That New Car Smell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Ooh that smell. Can't ya smell that smell? Ooh that smell...the smell that surrounds you!!!' Yes! The new car smell...I dunno know who sings that tune, but it's gotta be about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new car smell&lt;/span&gt;. It makes me not want to smoke in the car...so we shall see how long that lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my car&lt;/span&gt;. I forgot/didn't have time to take a picture of it in all its newness...mebbe tomorrah, it will be only 1 day old(er), so...yah. Busy day, watching the Grandbaby, running around and baking a cake. Actually, M baked it while I helped out with a very tired S who missed her afternoon nap. Once the boy's birthday is over, I can reveal what kind of cake it is/was, otherwise I'd be giving up the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big surprise&lt;/span&gt;. Oh yah - update next Wednesday, after the birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D Day&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Bombers&lt;/span&gt; (D stands for Do, as in Do something). I have no expectations and just plan on enjoying a good football game. Surely the Bombers will play better than they did last Sunday, so if it's not a W, it should still be a good game. How can it not be with all those smokies and all that beer?? Come ON...it'll be great...and I get to wear my Stegall jersey. I wonder when/if they'll retire his number? Do they do that in the CFL? Really, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose I will go...update tomorow of course. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C'mon &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;, kick some &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rider&lt;/span&gt; butt!!&lt;/span&gt; You can DO it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1055310160467302181?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1055310160467302181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-new-car-smell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1055310160467302181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1055310160467302181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-new-car-smell.html' title='That New Car Smell...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5669972730688770279</id><published>2009-09-10T17:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:23:39.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's just a weird day, football fans. Is there a full  moon or... I thought that was last week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ellen Degeneres is taking over Paula Abdul's spot as judge on American Idol. Can it get any weirder? Don't get me wrong...I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Ellen. She's great and funny and she does lots of charitable work...did I mention she's funny? I don't know if the show can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;handle&lt;/span&gt; such a funny lady as Ellen. I mean she's hilarious! Oh, and she has a command of the English language, which is more than can be said for Randy Jackson and Kara whats-her-name (I don't like her). Say what you will about Simon, he's a straight shooter and also has a command of the English language, and many others I'm sure...languages, that is. I will miss Paula...good luck in your next endeavour!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But please, no singey-dancey thing, do something serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went for a walk by our lake today (man-made pond, just let me call it "our lake" ok?) and this is what I saw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-duck-is-member-of-fashion-police.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 344px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-pictures-duck-is-member-of-fashion-police.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, the duck is a misnomer as anyone can clearly see it is a Canada Goose. Of which we have plenty in our lake, along with gulls, many kinds of ducks and on a really lucky day, pelicans. I love pelicans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, in other news, work sucked again today but not as bad as the last almost month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My son failed his driver's test today...I felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reall&lt;/span&gt;y bad for him. I know what that's like, along with millions of my readers, yes?? It was all because of a skate-boarder who was approaching - A thought he had enough time to get through the intersection from a stop sign as the SB was still far away, but alas halfway thru, the SB zinged by. Shit! And other words that mean poop. It's too bad, other than that he would have passed, and ya gotta wait 2 weeks before taking another test. Serious Bummer...sorry A, you'll do it next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bomber news (such as it is) - I just heard that Stephan LeFors is on the 9-week injured list (yay! he won't be playing anymore this season) due to a shoulder injury...I forget what and who really cares? What I'm wondering is...this guy hasn't actually played for weeks, so Stephan, where'd you hurt your shoulder? Don't tell me it was during practise...wink, wink. That's like a former-person-at-work-who-will-go-unnamed (a chick) coming in to work with a sprained neck one time - when asked how she got it she replied "in the shower".  JEEZ! Ya don't say stuff like that!!!  Ewwwwwww!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if this kitteh video doesn't make you laff yuras off, then you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no sense of humour :-)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzgfGhqQ4KQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzgfGhqQ4KQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that's about that. I pick up my new car on Saturday...after babysitting The Banana (granddotter). Gotta bake son A's birthday cake for Tuesday...ssshhh, it's a surprise! I hope he doesn't read my blog, but just in case he does I will not divulge what KIND of birthday cake. He will be surprised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time for a beer and supper, in that order. Then, mebbe some mindless chores &amp;amp; such...oh what a life I lead, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5669972730688770279?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5669972730688770279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/weird-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5669972730688770279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5669972730688770279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/weird-news.html' title='Weird News'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6458769475286022708</id><published>2009-09-09T21:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:50:42.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Stamp Out Wednesdays that feel like Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeesh...tough to go back on Wednesday after a long weekend, cuz it just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feels&lt;/span&gt; like damn Monday! That's no good...but hump day is now over &amp;amp; only 2 more til the weekend. Oh, but the weather was lovely all weekend long, like the summer we never had!! Well, we had summer this past weekend and let's hope teh good weather stays until October, at least, even early November. Wpg set a record for (since December '08) 9 months in a row of unseasonably cold weather. And trust me, winter was damn cold!!! and snowy...so don't judge us because we had a summery Sep long. Mnah!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucked. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited Grandbaby S tonite, took her for a walk in the wagon. We went to teh park, where she likes nothing more than to sit among the tiny rocks, pick them up and let them slide through her hand to the ground...fascinating...sometimes she talks about them (to them?), but I still can't understand a word she says. I'm sure she's speaking Chinese...sometimes I reply "Moo Goo Gai Pan?" and I swear, she knows what I mean. Which is crazy b/c even&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; don't know what I mean...most of the time. Anywho, we had fun. Spencer dog got to spend baby-free time with his Mom, score!! And he got a bonus walk! Way to go, Spencer!! He didn't have a lot of use for Granny today, but that's ok. One day he'll need me for a walkie or whatever and...maybe I won't comply...or maybe I'll make him beg for his walk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah, just kidding, Spencer's the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a picture of my Sister, Mary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-is-a-nun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 393px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-is-a-nun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Football fans, today is 09/09/09!!!!! And when I started this blog it was 09:09, on 09/09/09. How eerie is that???  that will never come again...mebbe a good thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Arrrrr, I got a Bounty on me head!!! (uttered by a Pirate entering a bar with a paper towel on his head).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awww, this little guy looks a bit like Spencer, getting ready to read me a bed time story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-dog-pictures-upon-time.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=374"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 300px;" src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-dog-pictures-upon-time.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=374" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of bedtime, yawn!! The hour is late (despite the time-stamp on this-here blog)...time for sleep...wish me luck...hopin' for more than 2 hours in a row this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6458769475286022708?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6458769475286022708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/help-stamp-out-wednesdays-that-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6458769475286022708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6458769475286022708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/help-stamp-out-wednesdays-that-feel.html' title='Help Stamp Out Wednesdays that feel like Mondays'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7971431578605764612</id><published>2009-09-08T21:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:29:31.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, You Will Be Mine...or Toyota, Make Things Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is IT football fans...Iyam now the proud owner of a 2010 Toyota Corolla S with moonroof!!! Yes, I pick it up Saturday. How awesome is that? And I feel I got it for a good price...fair to me and fair to the dealership...mebbe a little more fair to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; (which is how it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be) b/c it was quite a bit off the MSRP. Played the game and it was kinda fun...altho I wouldn't want to do that every day! And David is nice...he's a car salesman and if I think he's nice, then he's nice. And he's fair...I'm sure at the end of the day he made a buck (and I saved a buck) and that's the game, ladies &amp;amp; germs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, other than color which is actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Classic Silver Metallic&lt;/span&gt;, here she is in all her wonderfulness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toyota.ca/v3/media/corolla/models/i_models_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 241px;" src="http://www.toyota.ca/v3/media/corolla/models/i_models_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't she a beauty? Just like 11 years ago, I will drive it home with trepidation...afraid of the first ding. Once you get past the first ding, you're good. It's the anticipation...when/where will it happen? With me, I know it'll be the crappy parkade...ding, ding, ding, ding, ding! Good job I have a 'body guy'. All I'm sayin'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ooh, CFM is so excited! Back to reality, I gotta go to work tomorrow, not just because I love it there(!), not just to pay for the car, but because I gotz billz...I like a roof over my head &amp;amp; food in my mouth...I'm funny that way. Oh yah, and did I mention I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lov&lt;/span&gt;e work??!!@#$&amp;amp;^%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hey, a pig just flew over my head...odd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywho, CFM's had a full &amp;amp; busy day, must go now...tomorrow usually comes early :-&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7971431578605764612?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7971431578605764612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-you-will-be-mineor-toyota-make.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7971431578605764612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7971431578605764612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-you-will-be-mineor-toyota-make.html' title='Yes, You Will Be Mine...or Toyota, Make Things Better'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1989669748104309667</id><published>2009-09-08T09:09:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:25:18.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-intercepts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 196px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-intercepts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Given the football theme, Sunday's sad loss by the Bombers to the Riders (not helped by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 interceptions Bishop threw&lt;/span&gt;), I thought this cat pic very appropriate. And it's pretty darn funny, methinks!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha, ha, I love 'Cheezburger' and funny cat pics in general.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the "Goggie" fans, reacting to  the interception...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-dog-pictures-landed-feet.jpg?w=486&amp;amp;h=390"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 235px;" src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/funny-dog-pictures-landed-feet.jpg?w=486&amp;amp;h=390" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, those crazy goggies.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Bombers who are now 3-6 (ugh), have to play the Alouettes three times yet in the regular season. I don't fancy their chances, we mite as well give it up rite now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't get enough of them Sugar Crisps, Sugar Crisps, Sugar Crisps...I'm hungry. Soon I'll go rummage in teh pantry for some cerealz...you gotta be in the mood for cerealz and I definitely AM...in the mood...and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I gotz to call David because we are in serious nuhgosheeayshuns now...mebbe today I will buy a car!!  My 50th birthday present to me.  Yah, that's it, that's the ticket. A friend at work sed I should plan a big trip, this is apparently what peeps do for their 50th. Well, trip shmip, I get a car! And alas, no longer can afford trips what with the car payments...jeez. However, I can always travel on Airmiles and I do owe my friend in Ottawa a visit...mebbe I'll go in teh Spring. It's a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, football fans, and wish me luck in this latest car installment...I'll report back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1989669748104309667?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1989669748104309667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/football-cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1989669748104309667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1989669748104309667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/football-cats.html' title='Football Cats'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8743357859429314587</id><published>2009-09-07T09:56:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T08:52:35.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so Deep Thoughts by Crazy Football Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello, football fans! Well, that was quite a display the Bombers put on yesterday...I forget how few downs in the first half (precious few) but it matters not, because they lost. Just as they have lost the Labor Day Classic the past 4 years, making this year 5 of loss. It was hard to watch the first half... my son said in the second 1/4 "can it get any worse?" and I said "Oh yah! stick around because it can and it will!" And it did! It was redonkulous. I mean the Riders were running roughshod over our defence, but nobody ever changed it up. Thanks Doug Brown and Joe Lobandahn, but the rest of you guys?? Terribuhls. AND, the last seconds of the first half, so close to a TD and ya blew it!  Our offence showed a little more spirit in the 2nd half, but again, (as usual, as always), too little, too late. And what the F is  with Bishop??? Jeez, over-throwing (our receivers are not 10-feet-tall), throwing for 3 interceptions, basically acting like...well, like he knows not what he's doing. But he has a powerful arm...ok...good. Thank you Serna for the FGs and Bowman for the TD...good work. The rest of you may need to go back to training camp. Hey, Mike Kelly - your Village called, they want their Idiot back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, earlier yesterday, checked that the dealership (who were closed) actually had my car (well, the car I intend to buy) on the lot (they did...see? David didn't lie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even tho&lt;/span&gt; he's a car salesman), did some errands &amp;amp; shopping,  watched a football game, got my chores done and then had my buddy over for relaxing MGDs on the deck...and it was good...except for the Skeeters, so I now have bites on the feet &amp;amp; ankles (I hate that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, I got my Aerosmith refund on my MasterCard, yay! I had worried that the way things were going, I would not, but there it was in black &amp;amp; white...I'd have rather attended a concert but...oh well, mebbe a different time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard further from Safeway, where I slipped on water &amp;amp; hurt my knee on Aug 10. My Doc said I hurt my 'tibial tubercle' a term which heretofore I had not known existed. Suffice to say, it affects the tendon which holds the knee in place...and it hurts...for 6 to 8 weeks. I spoke with Al, the 'head manager' of the actual store on a Thursday the week after the week I fell (so Aug 20), and not only did he seem terribly disinterested, but I still did not receive an apology for falling in his store...rather, it felt more like he was humoring me. AND he offered me some cash (a pittance, really) to "go away"...in his words, either  take it and come in to sign a 'release' or he'd have to 'send it to Calgary'. So, I'm just some scum off the street that you can throw (a tiny bit of) money at &amp;amp; hope will go away. How insulting! The way this whole thing was handled and Al's indifference and...grrrr!!! So, I don't give a crap if he's turned it over to Calgary, because I've heard from nobody since...again...still. So I am going to call 'Calgary' myself and see what they think of Al's handling of this affair and inquire if this is the usual procedure? I think not.  Ultimate goal...hopefully get Al in a wee bit o' trubble...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; would make me happy :-) Oh yah and  send money or gift cards...tout suite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muthah F*ckers...Safeway...because we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents' house is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; nice since son-in-law 'finished off' the deck with the lattice, the fascia &amp;amp; eavestroughing are all done, and my Pop &amp;amp; Sis restained the bench that resides on the deck. Nicest house on the block...silly me as usual, did not take a 'before' picture...doh!!!  Must get over &amp;amp; take a final 'after' pic, I  just popped in the other day, but sans camera...idiot. I'll post a pic next time, ladies &amp;amp; germans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I booked tomorrow (Tuesday) off...super-long weekend. And son A goes driving tomorrow and begins Grade 12 the next day...then the next day (Sep 10th) he has a road test. Yeesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back to the real world and see what I must do today...siyanara! (spelling?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8743357859429314587?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8743357859429314587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-deep-thoughts-by-crazy-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8743357859429314587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8743357859429314587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-deep-thoughts-by-crazy-football.html' title='Not so Deep Thoughts by Crazy Football Mom'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-700613149399353687</id><published>2009-09-05T21:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:47:01.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Full Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let the time-stamp on this blog fool you...by the time it's published, it will be one hour later at least and CFM has just about 'had the bun' (and what the hell does that saying mean anyway?)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I did some shopping today - grocery and otherwise. And wouldn't you know, David (Toyota salesman) calls me in the middle of a loud &amp;amp; crowded grocery store. We chatted...he sed he'd call me later, at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got school supplies for my boy becuz A) he's too lazy to do it himself and B) he needed them and 3) this mite inspire him to actually graduate! Not that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not graduating&lt;/span&gt; is an option; mais non! I ran some errands after that, picked up A (the boy) and we got t-shirts at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Navy&lt;/span&gt;. He thought they might have shorts...no, son, not in Winnipeg in early September...those probably went away mid-July, when they realized summer was never coming. We got five t-shirts for $25. Oh yeah...now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a t-shirt sale, 5 bucks each (limit 5). Can you speak? That was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; too early today and was tired so, since it was sunny &amp;amp; hot outside, I took myself a tan, football fans. Lied in the sun...lay in the sun? Whichever, it was invigorating. Unlike some people I know who are drained by the sun's heat, I find it recharges me. And I need all the help I can get at my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Back in the house, ready to go out again, the phone rings and it's David. We chatted some more...you know how car salesmen are, they can't stop talking, they go on and on, they never stop! We got close to a price (but he's still being elusive) and I sed I'll call you Tuesday. I'm doing pretty good for someone who hates the game. But I'm playing...I don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; this car...I just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; it :-)) Anywho, we're getting close! And crazy football mom's getting excited!! I really just want it over &amp;amp; done...tell me where to sign &amp;amp; how much I gotta pay :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited my dotter, son-in-law &amp;amp; granddotter, who are all under the weather but most of all Baby S. We cuddled and, in between giving me big smiles, she'd whimper...poor baby! She's got a sort of cold which I hope doesn't get worse...she spent most of April being sick. Had to leave shortly after as it was almost her bedtime...get better Sweet S!! (and her mom &amp;amp; dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I went back home to eat &amp;amp; finish some laundry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And here I am in front of the boob-tube (the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; boob-tube, we used to call the tv that didn't we?) By this time Tuesday, I may be the proud owner of a brand-spankin' new 2010 Toyota Corolla S (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; moon roof :-)) oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, the Bombers take on the Riders at Mosaic Stadium in the Labour Day Classic...with their stupid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gopher mascot&lt;/span&gt; (uttered with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;complete &lt;/span&gt;disdain...seriously!). May the Best Blue and Gold Team win!! Bombers, we will be cheering you on at 3 pm Central Time!! Go Blue, you can do it this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And goodnight...&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-700613149399353687?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/700613149399353687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/700613149399353687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/700613149399353687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-day.html' title='A Full Day'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1704943222192441842</id><published>2009-09-04T19:40:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:51:17.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>F! is for Friday! And Swears...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;F! work is hard. Can I &lt;span&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;win the Lottery &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;??!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombers&lt;/span&gt; - will you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; clobber the Riders on Sunday??? Anyway, we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; signing Pacman Jones! Yay!!! Pack yer shit and get out of town, Pacman! This is a good thing...we dint need him and his bad karma.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars&lt;/span&gt; - had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zero &lt;/span&gt;time at work to call David about car...seriously. So I called at 5:30 on Friday b/4 the long weekend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as if&lt;/span&gt; he'd call me right back! Puh-lease. But he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; call tomorrow. I want to begin nuhgosheeyashuns on a vehicle, particularly the vehicle I wanna buy...the Corolla Sport in Classic Silver, if you  please...if the price is right...if Mercury and Venus align. Come ON, do it for ME, just this once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough! Tis time for relaxing. I &lt;span&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; relax with a beer (or 10) but it doesn't mix well with Tylenol, which is what I'm living on cuz I have a sore foot. I got a teeny, tiny shard of glass in my foot last week, thot I got it out, but no...hurts big time since Tuesday. Took it to the Doc on Wed, he says "it'll either resolve or...it'll fester and pus &amp;amp; the glass will come out at some point." Goody. Stop my feet from dancin'. And this was  of course exactly what I thought he'd say and why I wasted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an hour of my life&lt;/span&gt;. How about freezing it and cutting  out the offending glass shard? No, he says, the plastic surgeons say not to "dig around in there". I bought it...then hours later I thought, who the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cares about a scar on the bottom of your foot?!?!#$%^&amp;amp;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man...&lt;/span&gt;but I was weakened by the flu that day, so please forgive temporary lapse of sanity in the face of my Doc's insanity. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plus&lt;/span&gt; - the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt; of my foot hurts for some unknown reason...and you gotta walk around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on your foot &lt;/span&gt;(it isn't like a boo-boo hand or  finger or something that you don't gotta walk around on) so it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frickin' hurts &lt;/span&gt;like it's broken!! Have been icing it (top &amp;amp; then bottom) like crazy and it's all good til the Tylenol wears off. Then it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frickin'&lt;/span&gt; hurts like it's broken. So, at the risk of becoming redundant...that's my foot rant, ladies &amp;amp; germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who still believe that cats  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not &lt;/span&gt;have opposible thumbs, I give you proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-is-thumb-war-champion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 338px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-is-thumb-war-champion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, and just for my brother who is a total Trekkie, I present:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-dog-pictures-redneck-trekkies.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=299"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 250px;" src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-dog-pictures-redneck-trekkies.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=299" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Poor Grandbaby S has a cold, so her Daddy's gonna stay home with her tomorrow, means Granny no babysit, but is ok. Granny has car business to do...David...call me, buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates as warranted, must go elevate foot and try to be waited on hand and, well, foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1704943222192441842?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1704943222192441842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/f-is-for-friday-and-swears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1704943222192441842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1704943222192441842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/f-is-for-friday-and-swears.html' title='F! is for Friday! And Swears...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5921656397449474750</id><published>2009-09-02T19:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:02:38.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars...It's A Love/Hate Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, being home sick, I had plenty of time to read...I read Consumer Reports on cars, I read the Interwebs on cars...many, many readings. And thinkings. And I cumz to the conclusionz that...I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want to buy the Corolla S (s stands for Sport) which has everything in it that I could possibly need. But have to add a moonroof and then life will be complete...completely grand. I think I knew I wanted it from the minute I laid eyes on it, but you gotta test drive &amp;amp; do your research and mature stuff like that. Except I shudder at the thought of car payments when I haven't had 'em in soooooo long. But again, this is a necessary evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'm goin' in soon (calling on the phone, silly) with both eyes open, having done my research, my homework, knowing what I want and making my best deal. I, ladies &amp;amp; germs, now know how to arrive at the TMV...this is True Market Value. The diff between Invoice and MSRP. You can get it at Edmunds.com. Yes, it's American, but it gives you a clue, a hint, a nod in the right direction about the mark-up between Invoice and MSRP (manufacturer's suggested retail price) (jeez, do I haft explain everything?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and then you figure stuff out from there. It was easy peezy, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And there's tons of other worthwhile shit to read on that site about: tips for buying cars, how to know what you want, Negotiating 101 (I really needed to read that) etc. etc. and so football fans ... I feel ready!!! We start by sneaking back to the lot to read a few 'stickers' and then telling David exactly what I want and then I say I'll call him. Hah. Don't call me, I'll call you, buddy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kapow&lt;/span&gt;! Sucker-punch him with the price&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; want to pay...not the price &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; wants me to pay. (Keep in mind I hate this whole process:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But seriously, I truly feel ready and that is a big step for me! I can't wait...it's gonna be a Sweet Ride!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you picture me and granddotter S with the moonroof open, the wind in our hair??? Nah, me neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me...in a Sporty car! Finally!! Here 'tis but will you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; picture it with a rear spoiler, cuz it comes with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toyota.ca/v3/media/corolla/colours/i_corolla08_col_classicsilver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 193px;" src="http://www.toyota.ca/v3/media/corolla/colours/i_corolla08_col_classicsilver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My only regret will be buying Silver Metallic when what I really want is Barcelona Red, but you have to act mature at some point in your life, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Adieu people, til the morrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Excited CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5921656397449474750?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5921656397449474750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/carsits-lovehate-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5921656397449474750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5921656397449474750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/carsits-lovehate-thing.html' title='Cars...It&apos;s A Love/Hate Thing'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4634989650582977087</id><published>2009-09-02T08:07:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:15:39.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>September When It Comes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to September, football fans.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This blog's title is from a wonderful song, a duet by Johnny Cash and his dotter Rosann. I first heard Rosann sing it it in Nov '03, while watching the 2.5 hour memorial to JC at the Rhyman Theatre. That was actually a star-filled, spectacular show, hosted by Tim Robbins (who knew he and JC were tight?). At the end, friends and family took the stage to sing 'We'll Meet Again' from one of John's last albums. It was very moving.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, back to the song...it's weird that R &amp;amp; JC came up with this ditty and titled it thus a few years before Johnny's Sep 13/03 death. Like a premonition or something. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;September, when it comes&lt;/span&gt;...gives me goosebumps...and it's a Great Song. You should listen to it sometime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/267970/Johnny+Cash++June+Carter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 280px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/267970/Johnny+Cash++June+Carter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And speaking of premos - June Carter Cash had passed away only 4 months earlier, in May of '03. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In reading 'Johnny Cash Man In Black' (a biography as told to so &amp;amp; so that was supposed to be an autobiography, but John died), there was an interesting story behind June's death. She had a heart-valve replacement and was doing wonderfully that evening, sitting up in bed eating Jello. But then she began feeling not quite right - she knew something was wrong. She called one of John's dotters (Cindy, I think) and said "take care of Daddy, I'm not going to make it." The family was understandably upset by this and all went to visit her, including JC, who was in a wheelchair at that time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;June passed away later that night, from a massive myocardial infarction (heart attack).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, huh? Like she foresaw her own death. John would go visit her grave and cry, and one time when he was with one of his dotters, he hollered "Baby, I'm coming! I'll see you soon!" And 4 months later he was gone. Yes, he had multiple health issues, but I believe he also died of a broken heart. He and June were together, making music and a happy family, for 35 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pe.com/imagesdaily/2007/06-24/music_johnny_cash_1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.pe.com/imagesdaily/2007/06-24/music_johnny_cash_1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another thing about June that I enjoyed from the book  was how John's dotters all said she was a kind, loving and giving Mother. Not "step-mother". They said June would not allow the use of the word "step" in their household...she treated John's dotters as if they were her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that! Some people could take a lesson from June Carter Cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace, John and June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football&lt;/span&gt; - yes, it's true, the Bombers will sign 'Pacman' Jones. Yes, he's a pretty scuzzy individual with a record (ala so many other NFL scuzzies) but whatryagonnado? At least it isn't the Dog Killer. It is what it is...I wish them all luck in Regina this Sunday, at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Labour Day Classic&lt;/span&gt;. Come ON &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bombers&lt;/span&gt;, you can beat 'em this time. Hopefully we win, but win or lose, I can't wait for the Banjo Bowl on Sep 13 (...oh yah, the 6th anniversary of JC's death)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars&lt;/span&gt; - AUGH! Test drove the Nissan Sentra...it handled well, I was comfy in it, but I was driving West, directly into the evening sun at one point and I gotta say, the visor seemed to take up a whole lot of window...i.e. it hung down real low!!  I admit I was sitting high in the seat cuz it gotz a lever you can pump up to sit taller, me being short-waisted and all. But still, this is an important issue. It has an awesome stereo (very important) and is Bluetooth enabled (not so important, but I cud learn to love it).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Test drove the Corolla S, which is the 4-door sport model. A beauty! Both cars have a  moonroof by the way, and I'm going to spoil myself by getting one. The Corolla is Bluetooth ready (not enabled) but so what? I don't have it now, so I wont' miss it. Anyhow...I love this car! It's jazzy, it fits me, it drives like a dream and handles wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Sentra has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heated seats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Wow. I could use that in minus 30 and colder between  leaving work and getting in my cold car car in the shitty parkade. But will that sway my decision? No. The Corolla allegedly heats up the cabin very, very fast (as explained by David, it's all Greek to me), you don't have to wait 10 minutes for warmth... and that would be a bonus on those f*cking cold winter days!! Will that sway my decision? Probably. The Sentra has CVT (continuous variable transmission...i.e. there are no gears) but how much do we know about that technology and how good it is? The  Corolla has a plain old 5-speed automatic transmission. Nothing fancy, proven technology. But the gear shifter - it is neat &amp;amp; fancy! Will that sway my decision? Likely :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nissan have 0% financing right now...you can't beat that. Toyota, 0% for 3 years...not too sure what happens in terms of a 5-year car loan, but something like 3.9%. However, football fans, I went to the Credit Union &amp;amp; got pre-approved at 4.25 (prime plus 1.75). The comfort in that is, number one: when the financing guy starts making noise about how my hubby has to co-sign (which we refuse to entertain), we're done. And/or, when the interest rate ends up higher than what they say (and this usually happens), we're done. And I can get the dinero from the Credit Union. Simple...like Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may I say to the Royal Bank...Bite Me! Shortly ago, they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;refused&lt;/span&gt; to increase my line of credit (that I've never used) in order to buy a vehicle, cuz I had too much 'debt ratio', due to the goofy way they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;calculate&lt;/span&gt; it. The diff between Royal Bank and Credit Union is...the CU practically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;throw&lt;/span&gt; money at you!!! I went through the Spanish Inquisition with the Royal, for an hour, and they said no. To a 32-year customer...I have heard from other peeps that they just don't give a shit anymore. Well get this, Royal Bank. Not only am I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;taking you off &lt;/span&gt;my Christmas Card list, but I fully intend (soon's I have some time) to move my remaining account there over to the Credit Union. Take that. That'll learn 'em! (like they care) But this is enough...banking there for 32 years and all kinds of other financial institutions have helped me out in the past with loans &amp;amp; mortgages...and they can't do squat for me. So yah, they can bite me. They'll miss me but it will be too late...I won't go back, no matter how much they plead :-&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's today's blog...home sick with stomach flu, but this too shall pass. Must get the young son to school today &amp;amp; pick up his Timetable...school starts in one week! Road test one day after that...Augh! pray for us all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4634989650582977087?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4634989650582977087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-when-it-comes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4634989650582977087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4634989650582977087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-when-it-comes.html' title='September When It Comes...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8179935656689593377</id><published>2009-08-30T19:39:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T05:35:06.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Evening (means work tomorrow :-(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good evening, football fans. Well, we had a full day...got our chores done by noon and Baby S came over at 1 this afternoon. We played outside and inside, and she sure did enjoy her new chalkboard easel (when she's older, we can put up paper and buy her crayons). She has a 'Magnadoodle' at home and just loves it. Anyway, she even knew how to use the brush...Smart Girl! Here are some of her "sketchings":&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsjRd5dfII/AAAAAAAAAFU/HcIoh-j2AFE/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsjRd5dfII/AAAAAAAAAFU/HcIoh-j2AFE/s320/IMG_2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375929363187203202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsjE-i7xuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/i9g9IuumqfE/s1600-h/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsjE-i7xuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/i9g9IuumqfE/s320/IMG_2072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375929148612789986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She picked quite a few flowers for Granny and Grandpa...I don't mind b/c they're annuals and the flowers will come back. There's plenty to go around:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsi5A6xTeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6rFjY3VPhGU/s1600-h/IMG_2087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsi5A6xTeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6rFjY3VPhGU/s320/IMG_2087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375928943091207650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She had a great, long nap (long for her) for 1.5 hrs. which gave me time to weed and water all the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frolicking with Sheila:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsij13f4mI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9HS5vgtWvYg/s1600-h/IMG_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsij13f4mI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9HS5vgtWvYg/s320/IMG_2088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375928579347440226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know what happened w/this pic, just go with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Climbing Granny's lawn chair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsiPheyfzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/X57t1c1yubo/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsiPheyfzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/X57t1c1yubo/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375928230277709618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just luv this pic of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, this year's deck theme is 'Flamingos and Palm Trees'. Why? Because I love Flamingos and Palm Trees!!! I even bought a blow-up Palm Tree drink cooler (like a kid's pool) but haven't used it yet, due to the 'rainy season' that seems to have passed (now, at the end of summer). Mebbe next wknd...oh, there's a warning on the box "will not float when filled with drinks" or words to that effect. Thanks for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, it all started with this windchime two years ago, from the Bargain Shop for about 8 bucks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpshstEccsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1vWTwclRrc0/s1600-h/IMG_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpshstEccsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1vWTwclRrc0/s320/IMG_2099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375927632093016770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I got this sign from the Gimli Dollar Store&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpshjcnHOQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YtoKAQ4vH0M/s1600-h/IMG_2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpshjcnHOQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YtoKAQ4vH0M/s320/IMG_2100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375927473056200962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, and here's my beautiful flower basket:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsgBxMM4TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9iDV2m77pIw/s1600-h/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsgBxMM4TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9iDV2m77pIw/s320/IMG_2101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375925794953290034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got this crazy, bamboo-skirted Flamingo at Gordman's in Grand Forks (she even has boobies):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsh3dZVr8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/34QjiHTmFro/s1600-h/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsh3dZVr8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/34QjiHTmFro/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375927816864247746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This Tiki Hut windchime I bought as one of my birthday gifts (from a gift card) from my girl &amp;amp; her hubby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsh_Gncg8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/NLpdt5SxrLU/s1600-h/IMG_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsh_Gncg8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/NLpdt5SxrLU/s320/IMG_2097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375927948188353474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love my deck this year...and my flowers all did great. I love the color scheme &amp;amp; think I'll go with it again next year. Yes, I am tooting my own horn dammit, cuz no one else will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are the lovely mini-roses from hubby this Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsgVxEz18I/AAAAAAAAAD8/nXikmJeSrnY/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsgVxEz18I/AAAAAAAAAD8/nXikmJeSrnY/s320/IMG_2104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375926138519672770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a Welcome planter my girl &amp;amp; her hubby gave me for Mother's Day...it's bilingual and so when the French couple were over 2 wks ago, of course I turned it over to say Bienvenue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsg_t3IVbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bH4crXJezlk/s1600-h/IMG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Spsg_t3IVbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bH4crXJezlk/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375926859211494834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These flowers and things I started in June &amp;amp; were quite small...it took them a long time but they finally look 'mature':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpshT_NUK7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ckTNPDpvnpk/s1600-h/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpshT_NUK7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ckTNPDpvnpk/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375927207465331634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And there you have it...today was a Grand Day. Granddaughter, Grand flowers (yes, I do say so myself) and Grand palm trees &amp;amp; flamingos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be time to go have a beer and ponder the hell that will be awaiting me at work tomorrow. Oh and not to mention wheeling &amp;amp; dealing with Bob &amp;amp; Doug...no, Bob and David. Cars...a necessary evil. Pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8179935656689593377?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8179935656689593377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-evening-means-work-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8179935656689593377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8179935656689593377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-evening-means-work-tomorrow.html' title='Sunday Evening (means work tomorrow :-('/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpsjRd5dfII/AAAAAAAAAFU/HcIoh-j2AFE/s72-c/IMG_2071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7895112330581614910</id><published>2009-08-29T22:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:11:55.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars and Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's what life is all about! Augh, my Chargers just got beat by the Falcons with 20 seconds left in the game. They were up 4...24-20 and then...Kapow! Falconz gotz a goal...sigh. Only exhibition game, so no worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made some new friends today...their names are Bob, Ed and David. Pretty ordinary names, wouldn't you say? In reality, these guys are Car Salesmen!!! Yep. And the only slimy one per se, was Ed...a tad slimy. Dave and Bob were nice, regular guys...oh yah, and Brad, who introduced me to and left me in Bob's capable hands, he was a pretty cool guy. As far as car salesmen go, you understand. So, I'll be calling prolly 2 of 'em on Monday and try &amp;amp; do a deal on Tuesday. However, on Tuesday, some "incentives" may end, being month-end &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;end of quarter. And that, football fans, is just my luck...I'm always a day late and a dollar short. I will miss out on a gas card (Nissan) for 20 cents off a litre of gas for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a whole year&lt;/span&gt;, as it ends Aug. 31. But, they have 0 per cent financing, which works for me! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; it's still 0 per cent on Tuesday...they all say they don't know what's coming down the pike for next week...next month...not sure I believe 'em. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; car salesmen, after all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Here are my choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Choice 1 - Toyota Corolla S (with moon roof :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toyota.ca/v3/media/corolla/models/i_models_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 149px;" src="http://www.toyota.ca/v3/media/corolla/models/i_models_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But picture it in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barcelona Red&lt;/span&gt;! (When I got to the color-changing page, it changed the model to not a Corolla S (no spoiler) so that was no good.) Anyway, she's a Beauty!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Choice 2 - Honda Civic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.honda.ca/NR/rdonlyres/e2vz7mfdo3s2jfiuv5xyvnvmbg7nr36ccistqerjsa5vnvd44xygav2ufvh6iwsumtg3nza7ppnjch/civicsedan4sml1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 50px;" src="http://www.honda.ca/NR/rdonlyres/e2vz7mfdo3s2jfiuv5xyvnvmbg7nr36ccistqerjsa5vnvd44xygav2ufvh6iwsumtg3nza7ppnjch/civicsedan4sml1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yawn. Hubby's trying to lean me towards the Civic but I'm kinda done with Honda &amp;amp; would like something different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Choice 3 - Nissan Sentra 2.0 SL (not exactly as illustrated):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.auto123.com/09photo/nissan/sentra4dr-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 119px;" src="http://www.auto123.com/09photo/nissan/sentra4dr-20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, it looks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; better than this, but I couldn't get an image from the Dealership page. Huh! This is prolly not even the right model. Suffice to say, the price quoted me on this car, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; moon roof, is $1,000 less than the price when you add the moon roof option on the  'build your model' page...and you hafta add freight and PDE on top of that. I am assuming (and I hate to assume, it makes an ass out of u and me) that Bob included freight and PDE (I forgot to ask, silly me :) He says they have two left, one in the charcoal grey, which is the beauty one I sat my ass in. He says they're 'motivated' as these are '09's that are "just lying around". Well, Bob, I'll take it off your hands IF the price includes freight and PDE. Understand. Comprenday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Decisions. I hate car shopping, did I say that once or twice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed...tomorrow's another day...I have done my gazintas (2 gazinta 4, 4 gazinta 8) and while I hate the idea of car payments, it's gotta be done ladies &amp;amp; germans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams....zzzzzzzzzzz car! zzzzzzzzzz car! zzzzzzzzzzzzz car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7895112330581614910?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7895112330581614910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/cars-and-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7895112330581614910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7895112330581614910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/cars-and-football.html' title='Cars and Football'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3125147125331834383</id><published>2009-08-29T09:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:17:46.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings...Almost as Bad as Mondays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Help stamp out mornings! Don't you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; when you wake up with a headache? Moi aussi (me too)...I think it should at least be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;earned&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I earned it all this Hell Week at work. Oh well, this too shall pass.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's me in the morning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-loves-coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 445px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-loves-coffee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Denial isn't just a big river in Egypt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is no exception. But, I go to make coffee and this is what I find:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/cute-puppy-pictures-foldgers-pup.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=667"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 536px;" src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/cute-puppy-pictures-foldgers-pup.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=667" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;how many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I've asked the next-door naybor to keep their dog at home! I mean he's cute and all but still...I needz my javaz!!! And I needz it now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I pity the poor car salesman who gets &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moi&lt;/span&gt; as a customer today...I just hate car salesmen in general (they're slimy n'est ce pas?) and the whole process of looking for/buying a vehicle. Goin' to Toyota ladies &amp;amp; germs, and possibly Hyundai. I just cannot buy a Ford Escape when they're still using 15-year-old technology (according to hubby) and anyway, not so sure I wantz an SUV anymore, going to try a Matrix...it's a hatchback! I miss my old hatchbacks...had an&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Acadian Woody&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chevette&lt;/span&gt; back in the 80's. They were great cars!! The Chevette motor was legendary...alas, they both left me after being written off in minor fender benders. Then I had my 'dream car', a Firebird. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; it...it was a terribuls winter car but what the hey? I had to have it. After one winter, the Ming job had worn off and rust spots were everywhere, co-mingling with the lovely taupe color. Actually, it was a nice contrast. And the air condish stopped working, or maybe it never did, can't remember. I finally got rid of it for 2 reasons. 1) It needed a new head gasket (whatever that is :-) and it was going to be costly and 2) I had a baby to cart around and a Firebird is just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not the best vehicle&lt;/span&gt; for that! Trust me and make a mental note all you Moms2B out there! I could go on &amp;amp; on about the Chevy Corsica I bought after that, but in short, it was the biggest  piece of crap/money pit I ever owned. I even wrote the President of GM about all the repairs on and off warranty, and she wrote me back a lovely Dear Jane letter, saying basically too bad, so sad. Well guess what, football fans? I will never buy a GM vehicle again. Oh, and I took them off my Christmas card list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;S will not be coming over today due to a miscommunication but she will be coming over tomorrow! Happy Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the young son a chair yesterday, leather, hi-back, a beauty all for $99.99 on sale! Chair down, desk (have one on back order) and bed to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, must go do stuff...updates later in the day...have a good one all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3125147125331834383?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3125147125331834383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/morningsalmost-as-bad-as-mondays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3125147125331834383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3125147125331834383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/morningsalmost-as-bad-as-mondays.html' title='Mornings...Almost as Bad as Mondays...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3867206025318637033</id><published>2009-08-28T16:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:05:18.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Blog Before I Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shopping that is! Ahhh, yes, shopping I have missed you! I haven't shopped in a while...I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;consider picking up milk and romaine shopping :-) Anyway, going looking for desk, chair and bed for son A's new room (which is far from ready) in basement. Then he'll be "Basement Kid" just like "Basement Cat" on Cheezburger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of Cheezeburger AND my fave expression in the same breath (that being, "Bite Me!"), I just found this tres appropos (you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bet&lt;/span&gt; I'm bilingual) pic on Lolcats and I must share it with y'all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-lions-bite-eachother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 242px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-lions-bite-eachother.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And yah...gotta go now. Tomorrow, two things will happen. I will drag hubby out to test drive vehicles that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so love to do&lt;/span&gt; :-( Little S will come over for the evening,  yay! Cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Bite Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3867206025318637033?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3867206025318637033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-blog-before-i-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3867206025318637033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3867206025318637033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-blog-before-i-go.html' title='Just A Blog Before I Go...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-971658915676100733</id><published>2009-08-28T06:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:19:47.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Guys Have All The Luck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some guys have all the pain...some guys get all the breaks...some guys do nothing but complain. Oh hello, football fans, a little Rod Stewart this morning? I rec'd some pictures from the Aug 17th ROD concert. He looked so cute in his baby blue blazer...and all his other clothes (he changed 3 times...said he was "sweating like a pig up here"! Did I mention I love Rod?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Edit Aug 28 - here are my Rod pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SphV1GF091I/AAAAAAAAADc/zBXpnCkhdjM/s1600-h/Rod+Stewart+Aug_09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SphV1GF091I/AAAAAAAAADc/zBXpnCkhdjM/s320/Rod+Stewart+Aug_09+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375140525923170130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He opened with 'It's a Heartache', if memory serves, or maybe 'The first cut is the Deepest'. He flubbed some of the words at one point, looked at his 3 doll-like back-up singers and mouthed "I f*cked up!" It was terribly cute, don't know how many in the crowd caught it, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SphXtVf6AMI/AAAAAAAAADs/6h9m2Ii6Vlo/s1600-h/Rod+Stewart+Aug_09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SphXtVf6AMI/AAAAAAAAADs/6h9m2Ii6Vlo/s320/Rod+Stewart+Aug_09+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375142591643386050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He sang many of his hits, and when he sang 'Love Train' (ok, not his hit) a bunch of peeps on the floor formed, well, a love train. The Jumbotron showed them trainin' around the floor and Rod commented on it. It was kinda neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SphXAhGgvOI/AAAAAAAAADk/N75eROFUWlQ/s1600-h/Rod+Stewart+Aug_09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SphXAhGgvOI/AAAAAAAAADk/N75eROFUWlQ/s320/Rod+Stewart+Aug_09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375141821663984866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rod did not sing 'The Killing of Georgie' which is one of my fave songs of his. It's a good thing though b/c it always makes me &amp;amp; my girl cry...a sad song but it tells a story. That's Rod...a great Storyteller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm, I seem to have not detached the pictures and can't access them on my e-mail because Windows Live will currently not let me login...piece of sh*t, I don't know why this keeps happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, I gotta get ready for hell, I mean work anyway, so pray for me and I'll be back to upload them pikshurs, fer sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See you in the funny papers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-971658915676100733?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/971658915676100733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-guys-have-all-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/971658915676100733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/971658915676100733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-guys-have-all-luck.html' title='Some Guys Have All The Luck...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SphV1GF091I/AAAAAAAAADc/zBXpnCkhdjM/s72-c/Rod+Stewart+Aug_09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-171564370293776889</id><published>2009-08-26T18:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:32:38.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Relax Cuz I Haven't Done A Thing and I Can't Do A Thing Cuz I Can't Relax</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to The Last Resort! Well...I'm living a nightmare at work that just won't go away. Due to Ottawa (AAFC to be verrrrry specific) we have to undo, redo, and redo, redo, redo everything we had poised to put in place for the start of a program &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;next Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, Sep. 1. Not too much pressure! Every year it's something and this year is no exception it seems...but this time, they've gone too far!! We are going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take them off our Christmas Card list&lt;/span&gt;. There. That'll learn them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went outside to soak up some much-needed and much-missed sunshine, but like today's title, I can't relax cuz I haven't done a thing and I can't do a thing cuz I can't relax. When you're home, you worry about stuff at work and when you're at work, you worry about stuff at home - you are Rent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news, I took granddotter S for a walk yesterday around her neighborhood. She is a very good hand holder...and if she starts doin' that wigglin' my hand out of Granny's thing, I just give her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the look&lt;/span&gt;...and I say "Nuh, uh, uh!" and then she stops. But I digress. This couple were walking by and as they approached they both remarked how incredible cute she is and the lady said she looked like a real, live doll. Well!!! ...being a biased Granny and all, that just made my day! It's true - I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; have the cutest grandbaby in the  whole entire world!! Nobody can say differently and make it stick. (this just came to me, it's an old jingle from a commercial that I cannot remember). Digressing again...! S was unimpressed by all the attention. She did pick up 2 sticks, 1 large blade of quack grass and 1 dandelion (that had already gone to seed, hence all the fuzzies blew off before we reached home) as 'gifts' for her darlin' Mother. That kid...sucking up already! Way to go S, just like Granny taught you! Next up...shopping!!! Must...learn...her...how...to...shop! She did have a grand time in Tergesen's (Gimli) pointing &amp;amp; babbling at all the stuffed aminals and grabbing for books. She's also the smartest grandbaby in the world, did I mention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o, me must go now &amp;amp; do the supper thing and the getting my costume ready for tomorrow's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;masquerade thing...this was just a time-filler (time-killer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you all adieu until the next time I have something to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace&lt;br /&gt;CFM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-171564370293776889?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/171564370293776889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-relax-cuz-i-havent-done-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/171564370293776889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/171564370293776889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-relax-cuz-i-havent-done-thing.html' title='I Can&apos;t Relax Cuz I Haven&apos;t Done A Thing and I Can&apos;t Do A Thing Cuz I Can&apos;t Relax'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7466349153421479272</id><published>2009-08-24T21:00:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:44:54.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a Beach</title><content type='html'>Aah, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the two most beautiful words in the English language...Summer Afternoon...well, to me, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, ran away to the Beach with M and S (granddotter) and we had a Great day!! Baby's first time at the lake. Poked around Gimli, ate lunch, did some shopping &amp;amp; took pictures. Then, off to Wpg Beach to play in the sand with sand toys. S liked that a lot!! When I walked her to the water's edge, though, she remembered that she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does not like&lt;/span&gt; water! Not one bit...we were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right there&lt;/span&gt;, with the gentle lapping of the water on the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (not a strong wind, by any means) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and I thought cool, she's ok with this. Not!! Started crying (her, not me) and, being a nice Granny (as opposed to a mean Granny), I brot her back to our spot on the sand. We bypassed the park on the way back, as the hour was getting late (you've seen one swing, you've pretty much seen 'em all) but we did go for ice cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, the Dairy Bee is still buzzing (pun intended). But I gotta tell ya, it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;air-conditioned. It was disgusting,  stifling and we almost melted waiting in line. You couldn't pay me to work there...well, maybe if you paid me in ice cream :-) Outside once again, we sat in the resin chairs cleverly lined up against the wall (in the shade I might add) while we and S ate our ice cream cones. She loved it! Close to the end, she grabbed the cone and, if we could actually understand her babbles, proclaimed "I can hold it myself!" and proceeded to finish it! We had taken many pictures all day, but just as she held the cone herself &amp;amp;  M was about to take the picture, she said "damn! camera card full!"  Damn!!! What kind of Granny doesn't know her camera card is close to being full??! On the upside, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;darn fine excuse&lt;/span&gt; to go right back and do it again...soon...before summer goes away.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was fabulous all wknd and then today...back to rain. This, football fans, is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Summer of our Discontent&lt;/span&gt;. A tremendous rip-off...disheartening...disillusioning...and other words that mean terribuls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So anyway, here's  the little darlin :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpNNHtOriUI/AAAAAAAAADU/5fCpxwpEtyE/s1600-h/IMG_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpNNHtOriUI/AAAAAAAAADU/5fCpxwpEtyE/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373723575178725698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoops! How'd that chocolate ice cream get there??? Bad Granny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpNMy5yrtaI/AAAAAAAAADM/yBUaS_WqACU/s1600-h/IMG_2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpNMy5yrtaI/AAAAAAAAADM/yBUaS_WqACU/s320/IMG_2026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373723217773704610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Posin' with the Gimli Credit Union Bear, formerly of Broadway Ave. in Wpg (the Broadway Bears, many summers ago, I think for the Pan Am games, then they were redistributed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpNLjG5Y--I/AAAAAAAAADE/OhDtwo9jyKc/s1600-h/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpNLjG5Y--I/AAAAAAAAADE/OhDtwo9jyKc/s320/IMG_2044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373721846901963746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hard at work, I mean play, in the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And there you have it football fans. I can't wait til she's older (although I love her cute age right now) so we can do more stuf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nighty night, time for Bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7466349153421479272?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7466349153421479272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifes-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7466349153421479272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7466349153421479272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifes-beach.html' title='Life&apos;s a Beach'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SpNNHtOriUI/AAAAAAAAADU/5fCpxwpEtyE/s72-c/IMG_2063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8289085261930605130</id><published>2009-08-22T06:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:34:22.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombers Win 37-10 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yay! We got a 'W' and are now 3-5...not toooo shabby. Bombers have redeemed themselves and we are happy. Happy, happy. Hello, Fred Reid, congrats on an awesome game and setting a rushing record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We knew you could do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/newser/2009/08/aug22bc0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 189px;" src="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/newser/2009/08/aug22bc0037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; With more than a little satisaction I'm sure, our Bombers head into their Bye week...have a great week off, fellas, you deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up - Regina. Remember...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;their Mascot is a Gopher&lt;/span&gt;...you can beat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM gets to babysit granddotter S today, yay! Will remember her camera this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CFM goes to a BBQ at the home of hubby's boss...ahh, relax and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a full day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further updates as warranted...have a good day, all!&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8289085261930605130?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8289085261930605130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bombers-win-37-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8289085261930605130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8289085261930605130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bombers-win-37-10.html' title='Bombers Win 37-10 !'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1690933080907604600</id><published>2009-08-21T17:24:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:04:28.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eagles concert March 13/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are some pics I took at the Eagles concert. Ok, they're not the best pics but they're not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad...cut me some slack, I've had no formal training ;o))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hotel California&lt;/span&gt; about 5 songs in, I thought they would have left it for the encore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8fdOWWfAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/yNMTSjQxW6s/s1600-h/IMG_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8fdOWWfAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/yNMTSjQxW6s/s320/IMG_1318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372547467404803074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fave&lt;/span&gt; Eagle, Joe I-was-drunk-for-10-years Walsh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8fs-eRXAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R5ytzZRygAs/s1600-h/IMG_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8fs-eRXAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R5ytzZRygAs/s320/IMG_1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372547738020961282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what it is about this guy, maybe I just have a soft spot for the underdog, which is what I consider him (and not in a bad way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my other favorite Eagle, Don Henley:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8e96DBtyI/AAAAAAAAACk/O3_omggRiDY/s1600-h/IMG_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8e96DBtyI/AAAAAAAAACk/O3_omggRiDY/s320/IMG_1313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372546929379096354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timothy B Shmit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8fLixfPpI/AAAAAAAAACs/2bqyu9jcz3w/s1600-h/IMG_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8fLixfPpI/AAAAAAAAACs/2bqyu9jcz3w/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372547163649687186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...not a fave by a long shot...sings like a girl. Timothy, meet Stefan LeFors, he throws like a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do have a pic of Don Henley and Glen Freye together singin' their little hearts out, but I seem to have not downloaded it from my camera, ergo not available for this blog. Which tells you what I think of Glen Freye. Not so much. I heard later that during intermission, security had to keep him and Don separated to prevent them from ripping each others' throats out...still fighting after all these years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8exZOnYDI/AAAAAAAAACc/8JVdqqZ9UZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8exZOnYDI/AAAAAAAAACc/8JVdqqZ9UZ0/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372546714410901554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here's all the guys together, left to right, Timothy, Don, Glen and Joe. I honestly don't know who the other guy on guitar is (far right), they introduced him, but it beats me. What I do know is that it was hot as Hell in the arena, and we found out later that the Eagles, bless their hearts, wanted cold, frigid Winnipeg to feel like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;California &lt;/span&gt;so they had the staff jack the heat to 23 degrees. 23 degrees ladies &amp;amp; germans, and there we all were, dressed for winter. It was not pleasant...but we hardly noticed ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 3 months earlier, I stood outside Ticketmaster at 7 ayem for 2 hours, in -31 degrees with a windchill of way colder to get the tickets. Hubby was at home on the Interwebs and, as I got to the front of the line, he got signed in. Long story short, my tix were better so he let his go. They sold out in 16 minutes and dammit, I was going!!! And the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I can die happy...Eagles, you guys rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1690933080907604600?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1690933080907604600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/eagles-concert-march-1309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1690933080907604600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1690933080907604600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/eagles-concert-march-1309.html' title='The Eagles concert March 13/09'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/So8fdOWWfAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/yNMTSjQxW6s/s72-c/IMG_1318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8716784059355064524</id><published>2009-08-21T17:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:49:57.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Cat &amp; other Weird Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After 4 days back at work, I could use more vaycayshuns. Seriously, I work like a dog and it never ends! Then I get asked (politely requested) yesterday to do yet more work, take on another project. And since it was a question and not an order, I thought about it overnight and politely declined! It was all so polite...I hope there's no repercussions. What are they going to do, give me more work? Hah! There's only one of me, people!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm dancing as fast as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I walk into the washroom this afternoon and here's what I see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-asks-for-a-tip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 276px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-asks-for-a-tip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm all for kittehs in the workplace bathroom, but that place is getting seriously nuts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess cutbacks are affecting everyone's bottom line...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, speaking of the weather here in the 'Peg, I heard a good joke, the gist of which was all these people were waiting at the Gates to get into either Heaven or Hell. Some got into Heaven, some into Hell, but Satan threw the odd person aside. This kept happening and finally someone spoke up and asked what the Hell (ha ha) was going on. Satan replied that those were Manitobans, and while they were going to Hell, they were still too cold and wet to burn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is how bad it is, football fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of football, the Vegas line for tonite's game...Lions by 7.5 points. Crazy Football Mom line...if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything. Methinks it will be somewhat like the blind leading the blind. Friday night football with the CNIB (ouch!) But still...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Go Bomers! &lt;/span&gt;You can do it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blue!&lt;/span&gt; They have to win...seriously.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now for something completely different, I think I'll have me a beer or 3...as soon as I drive my son &amp;amp; nephew to the show. Here kid, here's 20 bucks, get lost! Ahhhh, peace &amp;amp; quiet and MGDs...it don't get much better than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8716784059355064524?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8716784059355064524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-4-days-back-at-work-i-could-use.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8716784059355064524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8716784059355064524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-4-days-back-at-work-i-could-use.html' title='Bathroom Cat &amp; other Weird Stuff'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8683588207223975484</id><published>2009-08-20T20:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:41:25.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, Go Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh! Raining again...surprise! It started out foggy, tres foggy and then little droplets on the windshield. Get to work and I forgot the umbrella. Amazingly, while we were all tucked away in the office, the sun was shining (off &amp;amp; on, of course :-) Then, minutes after I arrived home...it finally rained. It poured...buckets...raining cats &amp;amp; dogs. I don't know why it can't ever rain lottery tickets or cash or something useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rain...highly overrated...enuf already! I guess it's better than the tornado watch yesterday (not warning,  just watch...hey watch! there might be a tornado! or there might not)...anyway, better but not by much. This is tres sickening already. And that's my weather rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If it don't rain (!) I'm running away to the beach with M &amp;amp; S on Sunday. On Saturday, after I babysit the little banana (again! yes!), we are going to hubby's work BBQ at the home of his boss. It will be nice to relax (for a friggin' change) and hang out...oh and eat &amp;amp; drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think that's it...yawn. shnore...gonna go regroup (translation, sit nay lie on the couch and eat bonbons).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8683588207223975484?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8683588207223975484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-rain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8683588207223975484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8683588207223975484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain, Go Away!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6246405305568962996</id><published>2009-08-19T21:04:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:32:49.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oy Vey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a day! Woke up tired &amp;amp; grumpy...not the best way to start the day...and I even  slept thru the night for a friggin' change (see 'pre-menopause' : hot flashes). Work was hard...I was at it until 1:30, took a short break &amp;amp; was back at my pc when the fire alarm went off. 8 floors of peeps trudging downstairs and outside into the temporary sun and humidity (rained off &amp;amp; on all day...surprise!) We couldn't go back in for 1/2 an hour even tho it was a 'false alarm', i.e. not scheduled, unplanned and other words that mean we didn't see it coming. The firemen arrived and everything...they just stood around looking goooood :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went back in the building and then it was time for my 30th-anniversary-at-work cake party...actually it was past the time, being 2:30 and the party scheduled for 2. There were 2 kinds of cake, I got a "wristonniere" which is a wrist corsage  AND there were 2 dozen roses. And 2 cards! I expected a cake party, not the Academy Awards - it was extremely thoughtful and appreciated. Kind words were spoken about moi by my former Manager (ok, I've had 5 in the last 5 years, but this guy knows me) and I orated a short, carefully prepared speech, put together in exactly 7 minutes last night and had only time to glance at while in the hot seat. Oh yah, and I was having a total hot flash...melting, sweating, hair flattening as I spoke...it was extremely attractive. So, I apologized for setting off the fire alarm, which seemed to break the ice quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the throngs had left, I sat around for an additional 1/2 hour with a few peeps shooting the breeze. The room cooled down to the point I didn't ever want to leave (see hot flash, above). Seriously, football fans, it's like you're an oven, melting from the inside out and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it. It's all the fun you can have with your shoes on ;+) Mother never told me there'd be days like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this...Brett Favre has signed on with the Vikings!!! Unbelievable! Just a few weeks ago, I wished him a happy retirement and now this. Who can keep up with this guy? Well better they signed Brett than that Dog Killer, whom the Eagles signed and shall remain unnamed (Michael Vick).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw granddaughter S tonite...hung out with M and S for awhile, and S put on her show, totally wearing herself out by 8, just in time for bed. A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...off to do something useful now...or not ;+&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6246405305568962996?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6246405305568962996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/oy-vey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6246405305568962996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6246405305568962996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/oy-vey.html' title='Oy Vey'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4932055451050430432</id><published>2009-08-18T17:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:01:50.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, I did float into work today, or rather sailed in, with Rod Stewart songs floating in my head. But after putting in a long, hard day I gotta say...how many more years til retirement??? Oh yes, less than five now! My 30-year anniversary (at work) was Aug 13th, but I was safely away on holidays...not in the building... absent. I found out today that my Manager planned a 'cake &amp;amp; coffee' thing for the floor. Yeesh. I didn't really want that, but who am I to ask her to change it...and besides, it's tomorrow! I do like cake, so...what the hell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Must prepare speech...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I received an anniversary card &amp;amp; bottle of wine from a work chum :-) This turning 50 stuff, working 30 years at the same place &amp;amp; staying married to one guy for 20 years  has been quite lucrative, netting me tonnes of wine, gifts, cash, etc. And did I mention I got to see Rod? ;+) It's been quite a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 4 months and a little bit til Christmas, football fans! Have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; started your shopping???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for those cocaine-laced 10 dollar bills...then I can sing ala Rod, "I am sailing...I am sailing...far away...cross the sea." Take a trip and never leave the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I should go &amp;amp; enjoy some weather...haven't had any lately and it was cold this morning, really cold. Lawn chair, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4932055451050430432?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4932055451050430432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/musings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4932055451050430432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4932055451050430432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/musings.html' title='Musings...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7780516712728173496</id><published>2009-08-18T06:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:22:46.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Rod We Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:Bxi2tpih-I3QgM:http://www.999bobfm.com/cms_images/RodStewartMain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 151px;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:Bxi2tpih-I3QgM:http://www.999bobfm.com/cms_images/RodStewartMain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rod Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:arial;" &gt;It was great! It was more than great, it was Awesome!! I had forgotten what a showman Rod is. And the band...they are fantastic! He let each one of them shine, with drum solos, guitar solos, keyboard solos, violin and sax solos, and those beautiful, doll-like back-up singers in their blue dresses. But the man can still sing, football fans.  It was a Great concert!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting band, a group called The Kin, were very good. Two brothers (plus drummer and bass player) from Austrailia who harmonize quite well, and their songs were extremely well put together. They put on a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Rod, for a 64-year-old, he can still shake his cute little tush!! He could have sang more of his hits (rather than others') but he's still got it! The grande finale and best part of the concert was "Maggie May", his 1971 hit that made him famous. This guy's been performing for 40 years, ladies and germs. And he looks a helluva lot better than Mick Jagger...'nuf said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news - I just read that 8 out of 9 ten-dollar bills have traces of cocaine on them...hey, buddy, got two 10's for a twenty? I wanna get high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to work, I think I'll float in today, with memories of "the rhythm of my heart, is beating like a drum...the words I love you rolling off my tongue. never will I roam, for I know my place is home - where the ocean meets the sky, I'll be sailing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7780516712728173496?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7780516712728173496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-rod-we-trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7780516712728173496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7780516712728173496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-rod-we-trust.html' title='In Rod We Trust'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7248120353989304001</id><published>2009-08-17T17:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:59:54.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About Rod Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/57/Rod_stewart_05111976_12_400.jpg/220px-Rod_stewart_05111976_12_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 285px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/57/Rod_stewart_05111976_12_400.jpg/220px-Rod_stewart_05111976_12_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, football fans, it's true...I'm going to see Rod Stewart tonight! Yes!!! I only found out yesterday, my darling dotter &amp;amp; son-in-law and granddaughter of course, surprised me with a ticket. My girl's going with me, bless her heart. She said "well, I know all the songs anyway..." Of course she does, cuz she was forced to listen to them growing up. I chased Rod for most of the 80's, seeing him twice. So, it's been 20-something years, and I cannot wait!  And he's going to sing all his old classics...it is going to be great :-)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have loved Rod since the 70's (no, I'm not ashamed). Above is Rod in 1976, the year my girl was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here he is now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.google.ca/news?hl=en&amp;amp;q=rod+stewart&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;imgefp=B0tnfN4nMVoJ&amp;amp;imgurl=jam.canoe.ca/Music/Artists/S/Stewart_Rod/ConcertReviews/2009/08/11/edmsunN1rodmain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://news.google.ca/news?hl=en&amp;amp;q=rod+stewart&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;imgefp=B0tnfN4nMVoJ&amp;amp;imgurl=jam.canoe.ca/Music/Artists/S/Stewart_Rod/ConcertReviews/2009/08/11/edmsunN1rodmain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And, He still looks damn good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Anywho, I must go now and get ready for...Rod! Will report back tomorrow,  unless he's asked me to run away with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Ta,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7248120353989304001?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7248120353989304001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-rod-stewart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7248120353989304001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7248120353989304001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-rod-stewart.html' title='About Rod Stewart'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-6589658531424575144</id><published>2009-08-16T10:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:31:31.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Says It All...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-drinks-margarita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 564px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-drinks-margarita.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And Margaritaville is where I'd like to be plz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-6589658531424575144?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6589658531424575144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-says-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6589658531424575144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/6589658531424575144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-says-it-all.html' title='This Says It All...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1018997605714246327</id><published>2009-08-16T08:38:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:36:30.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a lovely day with our company (friends from Ottawa, she being from the 'Peg) as we don't see them very often. M, S and S were here too and we had a nice dinner and a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to the updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Update numero uno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.winnipegfreepress.com/images/578*386/calvillo_bishop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 251px;" src="http://media.winnipegfreepress.com/images/578*386/calvillo_bishop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Bishop and Anthony Calvillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It appears all is lost in Bomberville. I'm glad we weren't there, not only for the pissing rain all day...the rain did stop in the evening. And I must admit I didn't watch it on the tube as I was outside visitin' with my friend as the rain had stopped. However, hubby &amp;amp; my friend's hubby did watch, he being French and a huge Al's fan and all... So, having read about the disappointing 39-12 loss in the paper, here is Crazy Football Mom's analysis. The Alouettes dominated...no surprise there. Our offence sucked...no surprise there. Our defence were not up to their usual standard...surprise! Michael Bishop's 4th game as a Blue Bomber and he's 13 of 35...he is our Savior? Thank you Serna, for the 4 Field Goals...way to go!!! So, we are now 2-5 (which may be the worst in the league, I didn't bother checking). Apparently, Mike Kelly's offensive plan is either too simple or too complicated for our guys to get...but does he change it up? No. Is anything working? No. He keeps talking the talk. Here's an idea...perhaps he needs to remove himself as offensive coordinator right now before we get even deeper into the ditch. It's like deja vu, a repeat of last year, watching a train wreck - pick your analogy, it's THAT BAD. Sigh. Still, I look forward to the next (and last) home game we will be attending, the Banjo Bowl in September. Win or lose, it's  a good time...if sitting in a Stadium with 25,000 fans, beer in one hand, smokie in the other (and peanuts in yer purse) is wrong, I don't wanna be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Update numero dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 50th Birthday, Polo Park, on August 20, 2009! I inadvertently omitted this important event from 50 years ago (1959, the year of my birth, for those too lazy to do the math) in a previous blog. Although I don't go there that often, Polo Park remains a great shopping mall as far as malls go. I don't shop that much :-) And if you buy that, I have a bridge I could sell ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.polopark.ca/malls/mall34/images/area1_p1_en.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 195px;" src="http://www.polopark.ca/malls/mall34/images/area1_p1_en.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Update numero tres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ticketmaster (TM) - yesterday, I wrote about Friday's attempt to get a refund on our Aerosmith / ZZ Top tickets, where the girley told me she didn't have enough cash in her til, the policy was cash refund, never mind that the tix are on the MasterCard, yada yada. On the radio (and in the voicemail I received later) they said tix purchased online would be refunded to the credit card, no further action required; otherwise, refunds could be had at point-of-sale or MTS Centre box office, where I was prepared to go next Tuesday. I don't have to! I had a complete brain fart, thinking I had gone to buy them in person, as I usually do. In reality, I just went to TM to pick them up, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;having purchased them online&lt;/span&gt;. And I forgot this. So yah...I'm an idiot and have trouble sometimes remembering things. It's this pre-menopause, I swear. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Footnote&lt;/span&gt; - wouldn't it have been a hoot if I had been successful in getting cash out of this TM gal on Friday AND getting a refund on my MasterCard?!?! I would have SO ripped off Ticketmaster, instead of the other way around (TM being the crooks in this scenario, follow me here, with their convenience charges, miscellaneous taxes, etc.). Man, that would have been Sweet!!  Oh well, this too shall pass. Hope I get my refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F'ing rain...well, it's cloudy, threatening to rain. I have one more day of vaycayshunz  Monday (and surprise, it's s'posed to rain) and hubby goes back Monday. We did a lot and accomplished a lot, but there's always those 10 or so things on your list that you didn't get done. They will get done eventually, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's too short and we're still waiting actually for it to arrive. One sunny &amp;amp; hot day here &amp;amp; there does not a summer make. This is not good for the crops, that's for sure. They're talking about a 'cold front' moving into the Prairies this coming week - and this would be different how??? And perhaps a frost at the end of August - egads, that would be turribulz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I go start my day...today's random errands and sorting thru piles of stuff to keep, give away or trash...that's always a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu til tomorrow (or later, who knows?)&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1018997605714246327?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1018997605714246327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1018997605714246327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1018997605714246327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-updates.html' title='Random Updates'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-272846011290704086</id><published>2009-08-15T10:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:37:39.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caturday mewsings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, football fans, it's Caturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am babysitting S, the cutest granddaughter in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's the big game (Bombers vs Alouettes) good luck &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Bombers&lt;/span&gt;, you can do it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And today, we're having company...and we got the house clean, halleluiah!! (sp?) Shame about the STINKING RAIN that will be all day, but whatever...for this reason, I cleaned the entire front room, so we can comfortably hang out in there (although, I'd much rather be outside :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the rest of the Aerosmith / ZZ Top tour is officially cancelled (sob). So, I went to get my tickets refunded at point of purchase, which was Ticketmaster in the Main Street IGA. The little girley (that's as kind as I can be) looks at my 3 tickets, which total $323.25 (approximately :-) and says that she can't refund them as she hasn't enuf cash in her til. What??? I said no, I paid with MasterCard, so just credit my MasterCard. Nope! She said Ticketmaster policy was to refund in cash...fine, then give me cash! No, said she, I haven't enuf cash in my til. Well, I said, that's retarded! What pray tell am I supposed to do&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Well, says she, you have to go to the MTS Centre. This is 3:30 on Friday afternoon, ladies &amp;amp; germs, and I am NOT going downtown if I don't have to. So I said this makes no sense, and why do you not have enuf cash in your til when you know peeps will be coming for ticket refunds??? To which she had no reply and I was quite ticked at this point, because it had been a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really stupid&lt;/span&gt; day and this was the last straw. I sed seriously, does the Brinks' truck come &amp;amp; bring you guys more cash or what's the deal? She gave me blank look &amp;amp; sed, no I have to wait for people to buy tickets &amp;amp; pay cash for them. So I put the tickets back in my wallet and said "this is such bullshit" to which she replied "have a nice day". To which I seriously wanted to reply "F*ck right Off" but I did not...I simply left. Redonkulous! I will go the the frikkin MTS Centre on my lunch on Tuesday when I'm back at work,and I will give them a piece of my mind. Yah right...like they'll care...but it'll make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; feel better. And that's my TicketMaster rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, S is 10 minutes into her nap. We had tons of fun and she is a little monkey...and acrobatic. She likes to take her little plush chair, push it over and dive into it. And then we laugh. Oh, I love babies, especially grandbabies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Spencer-Dog is out of sorts; he sits &amp;amp; shakes when the thunder comes. Luckily there hasn't been any thunder for about an hour. He keeps looking at me, but I don't know what he wants. To go outside, perhaps? But, it's raining cats &amp;amp; dogs! Ha, ha. I hope he doesn't pee on the floor again (he did that before I got here and his Dad gave him shit). So, I think we will cuddle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Bombers&lt;/span&gt;, you can do it if you really tryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-272846011290704086?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/272846011290704086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/caturday-mewsings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/272846011290704086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/272846011290704086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/caturday-mewsings.html' title='Caturday mewsings'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5806706703689356350</id><published>2009-08-14T10:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:19:57.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Deep Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So...the Philadelphia Eagles have picked up Michael Vick. Apparently, people (particularly Eagles fans) are shocked! I don't know what to think...well, I know what I think of Vick. At least it's the Eagles and not the Packers, who had also been entertaining the idea of bringing him on board. I don't think that would have sat well with my hubby, a lifelong Packers fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I know the NFL is full of scuzzy, questionable people, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vick&lt;/span&gt; bankrolled a dogfighting ring AND he participated in killing dogs that "didn't do so well". He and his buddies would hang them, shock them with booster cables and drown them. Nice guy, hey? I don't have words to describe what a waste of skin this guy is...and I don't care if he "did his time" and "he's so sorry" for what he did, maybe someone should attach booster cables to his ahem, balls, and see how he likes it! Grrrrrrr!!!!! He should have been banned for life, in my humble opinion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Bombers are gettin' ready for Saturday's encounter with Calvillo and the rest of the Alouettes. I know the defence are ready...how about you, offence?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least we have Alexis Serna...and if that's the best I can do, we may be in trouble. Or, the Big Blue might surprise everyone. It's gonna be a good game...or not :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I really must go and get some stuffs done...hope everyone has a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5806706703689356350?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5806706703689356350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-so-deep-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5806706703689356350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5806706703689356350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-so-deep-thoughts.html' title='Not So Deep Thoughts...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5148386353893244382</id><published>2009-08-13T18:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:58:50.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Cat Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just cannot resist these crazeh kittehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one's self-explanatory...it reminds me of my old buddy Rex, who passed on Sep 1/07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-googles-the-word-fix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 305px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-googles-the-word-fix.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bespectacled Cat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/funny-pictures-cat-has-glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 314px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/funny-pictures-cat-has-glasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poor shy (one-eared) kitteh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-your-cat-is-naked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 574px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-your-cat-is-naked.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Let's Tango!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-asks-for-a-dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 665px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-asks-for-a-dance.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And finally...Liquid Kitteh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-has-no-spine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 403px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-has-no-spine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spines are highly overrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now I stop.  Back to deh cleenin' uv deh howse. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be better...at least that's what the voices keep telling me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5148386353893244382?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5148386353893244382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-cat-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5148386353893244382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5148386353893244382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-cat-pics.html' title='Funny Cat Pics'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-2848936940872975954</id><published>2009-08-13T09:02:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:17:15.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On House Cleaning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/celebrity-pictures-dark-crystal-under-bed.jpg?w=492&amp;amp;h=464"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 318px;" src="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/celebrity-pictures-dark-crystal-under-bed.jpg?w=492&amp;amp;h=464" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; cleaning...I hate dusting, vacuuming, all of it..."tidying up" is way different from c-l-e-a-n-i-n-g. But clean I must today, and I found this extremely appropriate picture on cheezburger, which pretty much says it all. Anywho, we're having company for dinner on Saturday (out of town friends and M, S &amp;amp; S) and the maison will sparkle...if it kills me :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Bomber Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vegas line for Saturday's game is Alouettes by 8 points. Crazy Football Mom cannot and will not dispute this, nor post her own personal prediction. The Bombers have become terribly UNpredictable, so we'll see how it goes. I don't fancy their chances, sad to say, but still, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Go Bombers! &lt;/span&gt;You can do it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Other news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is none...it's early, football fans. I be go and visit a good friend who turns 50 today! (alot of that going around :-) Then I go &amp;amp; visit another dear friend who is housebound with MS, doing very well on her own, and whom I haven't visited for a while, for which I feel bad. At some point, we must get S (granddotter) over to see her again, but today she'll have to settle for just moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, house cleaning. And...since it's raining there really isn't anything better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN and pray for me and my magic dusting wand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-2848936940872975954?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2848936940872975954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-house-cleaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2848936940872975954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2848936940872975954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-house-cleaning.html' title='On House Cleaning...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7046926148071786920</id><published>2009-08-12T23:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:15:00.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cheezburger.com/default.aspx?preview=1&amp;amp;source=http%3A//images.cheezburger.com/imagestore/2009/8/12/fd20d061-8e31-442d-95e2-38515e8db759.jpg&amp;amp;top=What%3F&amp;amp;bottom=Ha%2C%20ha%2C%20you%27re%20too%20funny%21%21&amp;amp;middle=You%20want%20a%20what%3F&amp;amp;font=Impact&amp;amp;color=White&amp;amp;size=50&amp;amp;bold=true&amp;amp;italic=false&amp;amp;underlined=false&amp;amp;style=outline&amp;amp;opacity=100&amp;amp;topalignment=left&amp;amp;middlealignment=left&amp;amp;bottomalignment=left"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 256px;" src="http://cheezburger.com/default.aspx?preview=1&amp;amp;source=http%3A//images.cheezburger.com/imagestore/2009/8/12/fd20d061-8e31-442d-95e2-38515e8db759.jpg&amp;amp;top=What%3F&amp;amp;bottom=Ha%2C%20ha%2C%20you%27re%20too%20funny%21%21&amp;amp;middle=You%20want%20a%20what%3F&amp;amp;font=Impact&amp;amp;color=White&amp;amp;size=50&amp;amp;bold=true&amp;amp;italic=false&amp;amp;underlined=false&amp;amp;style=outline&amp;amp;opacity=100&amp;amp;topalignment=left&amp;amp;middlealignment=left&amp;amp;bottomalignment=left" alt="" border="0" /&gt;Edit - Aug 18/09 - Okay, so did the Interwebs Police delete my picture or what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7046926148071786920?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7046926148071786920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/nyuk-nyuk-nyuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7046926148071786920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7046926148071786920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/nyuk-nyuk-nyuk.html' title='Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4900006963665016707</id><published>2009-08-12T22:03:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:29:44.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Greetings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To commemorate this special year, 50 years after I was born, I short-listed significant world events that happened in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1959&lt;/span&gt;. Here they are, in no particular order (kidding! in date order):&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;January 29&lt;/span&gt; - Sleeping Beauty, Walt Disney's 16th animated film, is released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.ca/images?q=tbn:V-UlejKBTZEMjM::www.logoi.com/pastimages/img/sleeping_beauty_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 127px;" src="http://www.google.ca/images?q=tbn:V-UlejKBTZEMjM::www.logoi.com/pastimages/img/sleeping_beauty_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;February 3&lt;/span&gt; - The day the music died. Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and the Big Bopper are killed in a plane crash near Clear Lake, Iowa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://books.google.ca/books?id=yY-qrbtfonUC&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=5&amp;amp;sig=ACfU3U0bBnChwt1Slc1u7Wi14tktMXkQqw"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 119px;" src="http://books.google.ca/books?id=yY-qrbtfonUC&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=5&amp;amp;sig=ACfU3U0bBnChwt1Slc1u7Wi14tktMXkQqw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;March 9&lt;/span&gt; - Barbie is Born!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bks0.books.google.ca/books?id=QVILAAAACAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=5&amp;amp;sig=ACfU3U1-AX4qfyjDIxHYe0zudJ2ufZAt-w"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 70px; height: 103px;" src="http://bks0.books.google.ca/books?id=QVILAAAACAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=5&amp;amp;sig=ACfU3U1-AX4qfyjDIxHYe0zudJ2ufZAt-w" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;April 7&lt;/span&gt; - The town of Jackpot, Nevada is founded near the border of Iowa (right after Iowa outlawed gambling).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/02/NVMap-doton-Jackpot.png/157px-NVMap-doton-Jackpot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/02/NVMap-doton-Jackpot.png/157px-NVMap-doton-Jackpot.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;May 11&lt;/span&gt;- The foreign ministers of Britain, France, the Soviet Union and the United States met in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geneva" title="Geneva"&gt;Geneva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for a 17 day conference on the reunification of Germany, without coming to an agreement. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; does this sound familiar? (as in they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; can't agree on anything)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://english.aljazeera.net/mritems/Images//2009/8/12/2009812124130978833_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 165px;" src="http://english.aljazeera.net/mritems/Images//2009/8/12/2009812124130978833_20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;June 13&lt;/span&gt; - I am born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;June 14&lt;/span&gt; - As beachgoers in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Jolla,_California" title="La Jolla, California" class="mw-redirect"&gt;La Jolla, California&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; watched, 33 year old Robert Pamperin is attacked and devoured by a 20 foot great white shark, while skindiving 50 yards from shore. No trace of Pamperin was found, and it was speculated that the shark had swallowed him whole.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; I was in La Jolla in 2005...didn't see any trace of Robert Pamperin either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.ca/images?q=tbn:tIet2g9ES4BcmM::imagecache5.art.com/p/LRG/11/1156/TPRM000Z/brandon-cole-great-white-shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 127px;" src="http://www.google.ca/images?q=tbn:tIet2g9ES4BcmM::imagecache5.art.com/p/LRG/11/1156/TPRM000Z/brandon-cole-great-white-shark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 21 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winnipeg" title="Winnipeg"&gt; Winnipeg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manitoba" title="Manitoba"&gt;Manitoba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, becomes the first city in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_America" title="North America"&gt;North America&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to adopt the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/999_%28emergency_telephone_number%29" title="999 (emergency telephone number)"&gt;999&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; number for emergency services.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How cool is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.ca/mapdata?CxUcWPkCHZ_JNfog____________AQwtHFj5AjWfyTX6QP0BSIIBUgJDQZABB8oBAmVu"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 130px;" src="http://www.google.ca/mapdata?CxUcWPkCHZ_JNfog____________AQwtHFj5AjWfyTX6QP0BSIIBUgJDQZABB8oBAmVu" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(ok, June got 3 significant events, including the birth of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;July 16&lt;/span&gt; - Seconds after liftoff, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juno_II" title="Juno II"&gt;Juno II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; rocket, and the satellite it was carrying, were destroyed by ground control when the rocket veered off course toward central Florida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(this could have ended badly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/ff/Juno_II_rocket.jpg/270px-Juno_II_rocket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 313px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/ff/Juno_II_rocket.jpg/270px-Juno_II_rocket.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Aug 14&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Explorer_6" title="Explorer 6"&gt;Explorer 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sends the first picture of Earth from space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nssdc.gsfc.nasa.gov/planetary/thumbnail/explorer_6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 159px;" src="http://nssdc.gsfc.nasa.gov/planetary/thumbnail/explorer_6.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sep 12&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonanza" title="Bonanza"&gt;Bonanza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; appeared for the first time on American television, premiering at 7:30 p.m. Eastern time on NBC.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMjE0Mjk5MDc3M15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMDIzOTU2._V1._CR0,0,296,296_SS90_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 90px;" src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMjE0Mjk5MDc3M15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMDIzOTU2._V1._CR0,0,296,296_SS90_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Oct 2&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Twilight_Zone_%281959_TV_series%29" title="The Twilight Zone (1959 TV series)"&gt;The Twilight Zone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; premieres on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CBS" title="CBS"&gt;CBS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/d/df/TheTwilightZoneLogo.png/280px-TheTwilightZoneLogo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 164px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/d/df/TheTwilightZoneLogo.png/280px-TheTwilightZoneLogo.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Nov 22&lt;/span&gt; - In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minneapolis" title="Minneapolis"&gt;Minneapolis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, on the morning of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Football_League" title="American Football League"&gt;American Football League&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'s first owners' meeting, the Minneapolis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Star-Journal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; carried the headline "MINNESOTA TO GET NFL FRANCHISE". The owners of the AFL Minneapolis team denied the story, but soon were awarded the NFL's 14th team, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minnesota_Vikings" title="Minnesota Vikings"&gt;Minnesota Vikings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/f/fb/NFCN-Uniform-MIN.PNG/275px-NFCN-Uniform-MIN.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 203px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/f/fb/NFCN-Uniform-MIN.PNG/275px-NFCN-Uniform-MIN.PNG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interestingly (and I did not know this), the Minneapolis AFL team was replaced by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oakland_Raiders" title="Oakland Raiders"&gt;Oakland Raiders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More interestingly&lt;/span&gt;, I was at the game (fans posing below) in San Diego on Oct 14/07 - Oakland Raiders vs San Diego Chargers!! Chargers won. Of course. Raiders fans are a little scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.raiders.com/uploadedImages/Photo_Gallery/101407gallery104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 141px;" src="http://www.raiders.com/uploadedImages/Photo_Gallery/101407gallery104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dec 13&lt;/span&gt; - Three years after its first telecast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MGM" title="MGM" class="mw-redirect"&gt;MGM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wizard_of_Oz_%281939_film%29" title="The Wizard of Oz (1939 film)"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is shown on television for only the second time, but it gains an even larger viewing audience than its first television outing, spurring CBS to make it an annual tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.ca/images?q=tbn:XniBy1f3WKXR4M::www.wetcircuit.com/wp-content/myfotos/wizard_of_oz/Wizard_of_Oz_00.jpg&amp;amp;h=80&amp;amp;w=106&amp;amp;usg=__IM_rQ0dfN0odWjikPHNsoJc_xZY="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 111px;" src="http://www.google.ca/images?q=tbn:XniBy1f3WKXR4M::www.wetcircuit.com/wp-content/myfotos/wizard_of_oz/Wizard_of_Oz_00.jpg&amp;amp;h=80&amp;amp;w=106&amp;amp;usg=__IM_rQ0dfN0odWjikPHNsoJc_xZY=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And there it is, in black &amp;amp; white (and blue, and red...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, despite the time-stamp that will appear on this blog, (when I started this), the hour is late... I feel I've got to mooooove...into sleep mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G'nite football fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4900006963665016707?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4900006963665016707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/50-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4900006963665016707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4900006963665016707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/50-years-ago.html' title='50 Years Ago'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8441044114119747565</id><published>2009-08-12T05:22:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T06:24:36.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, football fans, yesterday was a tres busy but productive day. And it did not rain! M and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;got the deck stained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (parentals') in the morning. Yes! One more coat and we are done like dinner (and Ma &amp;amp; Pa have a new-lookin' house what with the new fascia &amp;amp; eavestroughing to boot). Methinks it looks purty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKjOK79EQI/AAAAAAAAACU/pR8Ocs_ItTk/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKjOK79EQI/AAAAAAAAACU/pR8Ocs_ItTk/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369033169628369154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went early and still it was 27 degrees by 10 ayem. I love it&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My cousin, who is also on vacation, made a deal with the Devil, er weatherman, and the week promises to be sunny and hot, just what we ordered. No word on when the unholy nuptials are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeded &amp;amp; watered "the gardens" (flowerbeds, tomatoes) and G and A fixed up &amp;amp; installed 2 doors for our hallway closets (finally). Now, if the closet fairy would just get here to clean out the closets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddaughter S came over for supper &amp;amp; playtime, and my friend M brought over her Grandson R, who is the same age. We had pooltime (S hates the pool, sigh) and then went to the park. Our poor babies couldn't even walk in the sand due to broken glass all around, which I guess is better than needles...in a sad way. They didn't care much for the sandbox but they loved the swinging! And the snacks...mmm...babies love to Nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKhLuLL48I/AAAAAAAAAB8/lPG49ubvYG0/s1600-h/IMG_1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKhLuLL48I/AAAAAAAAAB8/lPG49ubvYG0/s320/IMG_1972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369030928524633026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Saddlin' up the ole wagon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKhe1HxT6I/AAAAAAAAACE/Pa44SKqOedk/s1600-h/IMG_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKhe1HxT6I/AAAAAAAAACE/Pa44SKqOedk/s320/IMG_1984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369031256806870946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The wind, the wind, the wind blows high...it blows babies across the sky (in a sing-song).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way home, they were so cute having their little conversation in the wagon, that we did not notice R had thrown S's juice cup away and we had to walk almost all the way back to the park to retrieve it. Babies...they can be so mischievous :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other random news, I just love playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Whack A Mole&lt;/span&gt;, and recently discovered what I've been missing all these years of not attending the Ex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-sits-on-stove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 259px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/funny-pictures-cat-sits-on-stove.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Whack A Kitteh&lt;/span&gt;! I think this game is really going to catch on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This just in - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cutest Dog in the World&lt;/span&gt; contest ends in a tie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Winner #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/dsc_0116a.jpg?w=480&amp;amp;h=602"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 527px;" src="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/dsc_0116a.jpg?w=480&amp;amp;h=602" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Winner #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/3802418893_cbd829164e_b.jpg?w=560&amp;amp;h=436"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 355px;" src="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/3802418893_cbd829164e_b.jpg?w=560&amp;amp;h=436" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even a cat person such as myself can appreciate such blatant, unbridled cuteness! Congrats to both of our winners!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Kitteh Princess category, my Kitty is the clear winner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKiubvdrGI/AAAAAAAAACM/EhaEF0LFf3A/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKiubvdrGI/AAAAAAAAACM/EhaEF0LFf3A/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369032624383568994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that's the news, weather and uh... in sports, our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Bomber&lt;/span&gt;s are practicing hard for Saturday's home game against the best team in the CFL right now, Montreal. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go Blue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There, now I'm done. I really must clean my house &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a good day all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8441044114119747565?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8441044114119747565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8441044114119747565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8441044114119747565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SoKjOK79EQI/AAAAAAAAACU/pR8Ocs_ItTk/s72-c/IMG_1949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4005340761070688954</id><published>2009-08-10T19:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:13:59.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer Love Hewitt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/celebrity-pictures-jennifer-love-hewitt-heels-ridiculous.jpg?w=238&amp;amp;h=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 431px;" src="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/celebrity-pictures-jennifer-love-hewitt-heels-ridiculous.jpg?w=238&amp;amp;h=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like Jennifer Love Hewitt, I always play tennis in my wedgies...it's just so much more challenging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And afterwards, we go to Safeway and fall on some dirty-smeary-water-puddles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4005340761070688954?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4005340761070688954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-jennifer-love-hewitt-i-always-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4005340761070688954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4005340761070688954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-jennifer-love-hewitt-i-always-play.html' title='Jennifer Love Hewitt'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-7768623408930251122</id><published>2009-08-10T18:45:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:05:32.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safeway...Because we Don't Care!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, here's the kind of day it's been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SW3n_F1tZMk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SW3n_F1tZMk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was not quite that boring...I did get over to apply a THIRD and final coat of stain to the house (parentals').  That took longer than I anticipated...also chatted with the parents...neighbor(s)...you know how that goes. Tomorrow...the deck!! Wait for it...I mite even post pikshurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Safeway for Noms and wouldn't you know it...I fell. Yeah, football fans, right on some smeary water puddles (I call it that because it was not a proper puddle of water, it was like, smeared water puddles). There were store employees muhling about who could have cared less that a customer fell simply because they had far more important things to do than wipe up water! I should say here that there was A) a yellow cone, the words of which I did not read, but may have said something like "caution...wet floor" (and yet, there was wet floor still all 'round the stupid cone and 2) some stupid black mat beside the cone (conceivably to soak up the water but C) there WAS water beside and after the stupid black mat and that is what I stepped in. Anyway, at this point I even made contact with a clerk at a nearby til (we'll call him Murray) who looked away and carried on with his customer. Wow, I thought, here's me on my now sore knee, on the ground trying to get up, and they just ignore the asshole customer who fell! That's what I felt like! The asshole customer. And they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; ignored me, like nothing happened. Once I got up I shouted facetiously to Murray "Thanks for your concern, no, no, I'll be alright!", went &amp;amp; grabbed our sammiches (even son A was unconcerned) and proceeded through Murray's til where I challenged him on my fall. He denied seeing me fall &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; denied seeing me on the ground (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even tho we made eye contact&lt;/span&gt;). I was hot...mad and upset, embarrassed and my knee hurt (and my pants were dirty too from their dirty-water smeary-puddle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, off to Cusomer Service (and I use the term loosely, ladies &amp;amp; germs) to report the negligence, where the Assistant Manager (we'll call him Sam) was paged and he, and only he, was concerned. Took down the particulars, looked at my knee (oh, and my flip flops, which are &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; for slipping in smeary water puddles), noted the time of the "accident", said he'd "e-mail Calgary" and that I'd be hearing back from him. Well, finally, some action. It was extremely upsetting and embarrassing. We will see where this goes. But really, it was an unf*ckingbelievable way to be treated (or not, in this case), having fallen due to their negligence. Safeway can Bite Me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to get that out, and now I can go on with my life. I must clean the house and do other stuff, none of which I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did not rain today, so, yay!!!  Sunny &amp;amp; hot all week, I know how to pick 'em (weeks to be on vaycayshons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN, must go ice mai knee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-7768623408930251122?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7768623408930251122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/yawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7768623408930251122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/7768623408930251122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/yawn.html' title='Safeway...Because we Don&apos;t Care!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4240079626027871102</id><published>2009-08-09T08:27:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:50:45.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombers Fail! Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Egads! A dreadful first-half for the Bombers...very lethargic offence (to put it mildly) and a very tired defence at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Michael Bishop took a beating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kudos to Alexis Serna for a successful 54 yard field goal! Nicely done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt; musta been doing a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; of yelling at half-time, because the second half was much better, albeit too little, too late. A good comeback but not enough for the win.  Kudos to Fred Reid - 17 carries for 167 yards and two touchdowns! Niiice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I fell asleep somewhere in the 3rd quarter.  This is messed up, though...what was UP in the first half?  And now we are 2-4, tied with Toronto for last in the East Division. OMG, where will it all end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,  M, S and S (granddotter) and Spencer-Dog came by; I shared my hamburger with Spencer who was happy to be at Granny's, but a little paranoid about a sneak cat-attack (no worries, the cats were not getting near him)...  We had a fun visit and then it was time for S to go home and to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, M and I hope to get over to the parentals' to stain the deck. Yay! If it ain't too wet from Friday's rain all day (off &amp;amp; on) and yesterday's drizzle...I'm sensing a pattern here :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope to accomplish great things today and dammit, I believe I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4240079626027871102?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4240079626027871102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bombers-fail-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4240079626027871102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4240079626027871102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bombers-fail-again.html' title='Bombers Fail! Again!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8720014839855405182</id><published>2009-08-08T10:39:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:13:26.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/rosteraction/2009/06/generic-action3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 544px; height: 107px;" src="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/rosteraction/2009/06/generic-action3613.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Morning, football fans...tonite's the really big game and we just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have to&lt;/span&gt; beat Calgary! The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vegas line&lt;/span&gt; is a Calgary win by 14.5 points...how rude! and insulting. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crazy Football Mom line&lt;/span&gt; - Bombers by a field goal. C'mon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;,  prove those guys at Caesar's Palace wrong&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck, Bombers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aerosmith update&lt;/span&gt; - As Steven Tyler has a broken shoulder in addition to head &amp;amp; neck injuries, they now  say the tour is postponed by at least a month... or two! September is doable, October not so much...kinda cold in the 'Peg by then, especially in the evening. Brrrrrr. Methinks they will either  cancel it outright (no!) or mehopes they will move our concert indoors to the MTS Centre...with only 10,000 tickets sold, this could be an option. And I really wanna see ZZ Top!!! Hope you get better soon, Steven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aerosmith.com/aero/cms/admat_tour_main_page.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 268px;" src="http://www.aerosmith.com/aero/cms/admat_tour_main_page.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dull &amp;amp; dreary outside, what a shock!! They promised "sunny and hot" by Monday, Tuesday of next week, however the Weather forecast now says...cloudy and/or rainy. Surprise! They were just kidding, of course. Here's my rant on the weathermen...they have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no clu&lt;/span&gt;e how to predict the weather. So, what are we paying them for??? Crazy Football Mom prediction: some sun, some cloud, warm with a chance of rain. There - it's all covered. Maybe I'm in the wrong profession...I'm just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's what we have for next week up until Wednesday (disclaimer, of course this could change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cwb.ca/public/en/farmers/weather/enviro-check/images/small/cond024.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 36px; height: 36px;" src="http://www.cwb.ca/public/en/farmers/weather/enviro-check/images/small/cond024.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:+)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cwb.ca/public/en/farmers/weather/enviro-check/images/small/cond115.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 36px; height: 36px;" src="http://www.cwb.ca/public/en/farmers/weather/enviro-check/images/small/cond115.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And there you have it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So that's the news, weather and sports. Off to start my day, must do something worthwhile...I get a sense I should clean the maison, mais oui? Oh yes, I'm also bilingual.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this lol on Cheezburger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sn2jxo7go3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZBxUWbyutF4/s1600-h/Godfather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sn2jxo7go3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZBxUWbyutF4/s320/Godfather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367626404091437938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8720014839855405182?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8720014839855405182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8720014839855405182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8720014839855405182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/stuffs.html' title='Stuffs'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Sn2jxo7go3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZBxUWbyutF4/s72-c/Godfather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8181444854724597754</id><published>2009-08-07T15:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:49:28.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh...what a blah day. Went to a funeral for a friend's Mom who unexpectedly passed away. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some other junk and now I sit thinking (yea, knowing) I should clean the house, yet I don't want to. Why? Because I'm lazy today, that's why. Went to bed very late, couldn't sleep, but got up this morning at 9, which is late for me. And hence, I have been running late all day...not that I'm running :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be karma that the concert was cancelled and it's raining (off &amp;amp; on of course!) with possibility of thunder shower(s)...they would have had to cancel anyway, kind of dangerous to have all that electrical equipment out in an open stadium like that. Jeez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my bro's blog, he was reminscing about his karate days. I found this cute pic on the cheezburger site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/funny-pictures-ninja-cat-attacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 338px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/funny-pictures-ninja-cat-attacks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not sure if this is karate or kick-boxing or if the kitteh merely felt like jumping into the air while his bruddah frum anudder muddah was happy to play with a string. If you love kittehs (and other animals) I recommend icanhascheezburger...it's an awesome, entertaining site and you are guaranteed at least one laugh, even if you are grumpy...or tired...or whatevas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are also loldogs, lolcelebs, look-alikes, etc. This could keep you busy for years, football fans. I don't know who has that kind of time... I really must go now and do the rest of me errands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yah, and so much for the campfire/weinie roast tonite (s'posed to be compensation for missing the concert)...it never rains but it  pours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8181444854724597754?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8181444854724597754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/heavy-sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8181444854724597754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8181444854724597754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/heavy-sigh.html' title='Heavy Sigh...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-2635517724463794483</id><published>2009-08-06T18:32:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:55:57.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aerosmith and ZZ Top - postponed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt5n3RVSMI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ink3aNjoAn4/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_1924.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a123.g.akamai.net/f/123/12465/1d/www.vancouversun.com/entertainment/aerosmith+will+keep+canadian+dates+despite+tyler+fall/1866475/1865866.bin"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 300px;" src="http://a123.g.akamai.net/f/123/12465/1d/www.vancouversun.com/entertainment/aerosmith+will+keep+canadian+dates+despite+tyler+fall/1866475/1865866.bin" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crazily, tomorrow evening's concert has been postponed due to vocalist &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steven Tyler&lt;/span&gt;'s unfortunate fall from the stage yesterday in Sturgis, South Dakota. He was apparently dancing during "Love in an Elevator" and well, he fell backwards off the elevator, er, the stage. The guy is 61-years-old, what the hell is he doing jumping around like that? 'Specially when he's just getting over a pulled hamstring in late June/early July (depending on the website).  This tour has been plagued with various injuries &amp;amp; surgeries and apparently Wpg's concert is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt; to be postponed...they will  play in Regina on Sunday (Grrrrr!) and carry on from there...no word on when the Wpg make up date will be...I hope it's soon and  ZZ Top better  still be with them...please?!?!?! They are a big reason why I got tix in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is known as the Griswold Effect. Remember the National Lampoon movies, with Clark Griswold (Chevy Chase) and his lovely wife, whose name escapes me. The Griswold Effect is, in essence, a series of misfortunes and / or unfortunate events...and we ARE the Griswolds, as these kind of things keep happening...it's gone on for years. And just when we think it's safe...Kapow! Oh well, this too shall pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Gimli today!  It was sunny and hot...off &amp;amp; on...when there weren't big thunderclouds. But it didn't rain. Got the lawn cut &amp;amp; etc., re-planted three little misguided tress (1 evergreen, 2 cedar) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;around the yard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;which had been  growing under the deck stairs and had to be moved. Hopefully they will grow &amp;amp; fluorish, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unlike my petunias&lt;/span&gt; which have just sat there since Canada Day...they didn't die, but they sure didn't grow! Here's the trailor (yard is behind the trees, truck is parked on random grass):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_1924.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_1924.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt8Pzrb9fI/AAAAAAAAABc/nBMmvfTlX5w/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt8Pzrb9fI/AAAAAAAAABc/nBMmvfTlX5w/s320/IMG_1924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367019991954355698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ate lupper (this is lunch &amp;amp; supper) around 2:30 at Kris' fish &amp;amp; chips...it's like a little bit of Heaven, football fans. Then off to Wpg Beach, so I could actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; I walked on the beach. Which I did! Toes in the sand &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;and&lt;/span&gt; in the water :-) I miss the beach, I don't get there near enough...gonna be a beach bum in my next life. Collected a bunch of beeyutiful beach stones &amp;amp; shells for S (granddotter) as she loves stones &amp;amp; sand (as all little ones do), so her collection has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lone seagull happened to be walking by and stood still as I pulled out my camera...just as I was gonna snap the picture, he turned to look at me head-on and then he turned again as if to say "this is my good side!"  Here is a shot of him and, further down the beach, his extended family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_1924.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt9MYgGY3I/AAAAAAAAABk/-YvW-CnzMfM/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt9MYgGY3I/AAAAAAAAABk/-YvW-CnzMfM/s320/IMG_1938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367021032631067506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt9X7Ke3-I/AAAAAAAAABs/5KfRMzEszkg/s1600-h/IMG_1929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt9X7Ke3-I/AAAAAAAAABs/5KfRMzEszkg/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367021230914199522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a great day! Well, that's it then, 'Moscow', 'I be a Russian'! Off to visit a friend &amp;amp; drown our sorrows with some MGDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-2635517724463794483?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2635517724463794483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/aerosmith-and-zz-top-postponed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2635517724463794483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2635517724463794483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/aerosmith-and-zz-top-postponed.html' title='Aerosmith and ZZ Top - postponed!!!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snt8Pzrb9fI/AAAAAAAAABc/nBMmvfTlX5w/s72-c/IMG_1924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-2289213137168833695</id><published>2009-08-05T23:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:06:10.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mady and her Daddy (from Jon &amp; Kate...plus 8 Lawyers)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made this lol on the cheezburger site...and this is MILD compared to some of the other captions!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128940056507311132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 506px;" src="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128940056507311132.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG...here are some of them, but remember the above is my very own, original caption!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128939926732640476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 512px;" src="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128939926732640476.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128939973227407119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 512px;" src="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128939973227407119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128939973691198285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 512px;" src="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128939973691198285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128940007076194300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 512px;" src="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2009/8/5/128940007076194300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pathetic actually...Jon Gosselin ends up on the lol celebs portion of the site for all to caption at will...cuz he gotz millionz in zee bankz and zee hair plugz and zee new womanz. I don't care, he still has the personality of a kitchen stool and his kids, all 8 of them, deserve(d) better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-2289213137168833695?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2289213137168833695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/mady-and-her-daddy-from-jon-kateplus-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2289213137168833695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/2289213137168833695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/mady-and-her-daddy-from-jon-kateplus-8.html' title='Mady and her Daddy (from Jon &amp; Kate...plus 8 Lawyers)'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-5302873935538962324</id><published>2009-08-05T19:35:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:43:45.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellany...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, here are some pics of the parentals' house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnomyxLe1SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jkVWOR0S6kg/s1600-h/IMG_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnomyxLe1SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jkVWOR0S6kg/s320/IMG_1861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366644559602177314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnomGEBvJ-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/h7lsZc0S3KY/s1600-h/IMG_1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnomGEBvJ-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/h7lsZc0S3KY/s320/IMG_1875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366643791567464418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snolw_w8IvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tFr024GT8D0/s1600-h/IMG_1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snolw_w8IvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tFr024GT8D0/s320/IMG_1873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366643429646017266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cedar was dirty and had mould on it...after cleaning &amp;amp; prep work, here is the finished product. The color is "Monarch Gold', Dad picked it out and it's very nice! Lighter than the cedar but a cedar-ish color nonetheless. And up there is dotter M, painting her heart out. So, the deck still must be re-stained &amp;amp; the lattice attached (you can see where) and then new fascia before the new eavestroughing. Voila! New house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, me and S and Spencer went to the park for some fun &amp;amp; swinging. As earlier promised on this Blog, here are just a few pics of the cutest, sweetest, funniest, prettiest, most wonderful grandbaby ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snonxtz-ZJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1cX2C0W3Ipw/s1600-h/IMG_1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snonxtz-ZJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1cX2C0W3Ipw/s320/IMG_1901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366645641030034578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnooWsBZ-XI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wvU38CMTHFc/s1600-h/IMG_1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnooWsBZ-XI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wvU38CMTHFc/s320/IMG_1897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366646276204657010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, so sweet. She even got the hang of swinging...she may look scared to you, but she's just having fun! You will note she has alot to say...she gets this from her Mother and Grandmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnopfpsckzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mDDaW0_fQDw/s1600-h/IMG_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnopfpsckzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mDDaW0_fQDw/s320/IMG_1894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366647529710326578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, below is Spencer-Dog. He was not too relaxed at the park...it didn't help that someone had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the nerve&lt;/span&gt; to walk their dog right by us, which really got his mojo going...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how dare they&lt;/span&gt;?!?!?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had him tied to the stroller &amp;amp; was pushing S on the swing, but at one point I looked back and could not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snoq-xLQVAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QfWsqjy_2Dw/s1600-h/IMG_1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/Snoq-xLQVAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QfWsqjy_2Dw/s320/IMG_1895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366649163806168066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ee him. OMG, I thought, Spencer ran away! He was hiding, the little bugger, behind the stroller. He also had a fun day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, here is "S the Imp", I just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; this pic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnortEI9AGI/AAAAAAAAABE/_iSlLrOCws8/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnortEI9AGI/AAAAAAAAABE/_iSlLrOCws8/s320/IMG_1886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366649959170768994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics to come, now that I have the hang of this. I'm working in Vista which is far and away different from Windows XP which I have at work &amp;amp; everything's different...everything. But I'm getting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Off to Walmart! And then dishes, water the flowers &amp;amp; tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just for my brother, here is a picture of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; bleeding heart plant which I took in June (he had one on his Blog)... here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnossO3esuI/AAAAAAAAABM/rbKsAR8ZRgE/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnossO3esuI/AAAAAAAAABM/rbKsAR8ZRgE/s320/IMG_1636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366651044382028514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't it lovely? I thot so too.  Well, football fans, see you in the funny papers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-5302873935538962324?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5302873935538962324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/miscellany.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5302873935538962324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/5302873935538962324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/miscellany.html' title='Miscellany...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/SnomyxLe1SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jkVWOR0S6kg/s72-c/IMG_1861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-4279512570557884051</id><published>2009-08-05T08:02:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:14:38.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita Rudner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:dl6LK3Vvw0FKWM:http://channel2.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/06/05/dsc_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 212px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:dl6LK3Vvw0FKWM:http://channel2.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/06/05/dsc_0044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BNDI0ODgwODIxNV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNTY0Njk0._V1._CR54,0,291,291_SS100_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 142px;" src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BNDI0ODgwODIxNV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNTY0Njk0._V1._CR54,0,291,291_SS100_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, rather than watch a movie last night, I tuned in to PBS (who'd a thunk Rita would be on PBS?) and caught about half of "Rita Rudner Live from Las Vegas". It's a very good show and I'm sorry I missed the first half... Here she is with one of my FAVE people on the planet, Steve Martin. Rita has long been one of my favorite comedians. She performs at Harrah's and she is currently living in Las Vegas with her hubby Martin and 5-year-old adopted daughter. This blows my mind, the woman is 56-years-old!!! But, as she says, she can be home all day with her daughter and when she goes to do her show, she just hires a Rita Rudner look-alike to look after the little girl. (No word on what Martin is doing during this time :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Rita quote "My husband and I wanted to hear the pitter patter of little feet, so we didn't know if we should have a child or get a dog. With a dog, you get more feet."  Rita's just funny!! I have always wanted to see Rita and maybe I will next time I'm in Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I get to babysit granddotter S! In all her adorable-ness...she is such a Sweet Pea. We will have fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky looks gloomy, don't know if it's warm or cool outside, don't really care, well I care but not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bomber Report - our defence are a Powerhouse, football fans!! They're doing great things...now if they could just get the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;offence&lt;/span&gt; motivated. I think  Mike Kelly should try the below with our  offence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/michaelbailey/SerpentorMotivationalPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 323px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c293/michaelbailey/SerpentorMotivationalPoster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; should get their MOJO going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, time to start my day and see what kind of work I can avoid until it's time to go cuddle with S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toodles and have a great day, all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-4279512570557884051?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4279512570557884051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/rita-rudner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4279512570557884051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/4279512570557884051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/rita-rudner.html' title='Rita Rudner'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1244241117517245100</id><published>2009-08-04T20:42:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:06:20.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good evening! I am learning how to upload pics from the Web...soon I will actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt; the USB cable for my camera so that I can upload pics of granddaughter and parentals' house we have worked so hard on&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby Steps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But for now...I present to you...The Redneckerson's Easter, starring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Little Red Redneckerson and her Redneck Easter Basket!&lt;/span&gt;  Come ON, they can't be serious...unless this whole thing is a joke and then...uh...the joke's on me, huh?  Well, it IS kind of hilarious...poor little Red has to go scrounging for Easter Eggies with her Bud Light holder...and what the hell is she IN, a backyard jail??? ...sad, in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/fail-owned-easter-basket-fail.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/fail-owned-easter-basket-fail.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, today I put some wood filler into holes in the deck, did a bunch of errands &amp;amp; such, partially cooked dinner while G helped M&amp;amp;S repair their shed, G finished cooking dinner while I took in some much needed Vitamin D, via my lawn chair &amp;amp; Mister Sun...and my trusty outdoor, portable speaker. Best 30 bucks I ever spent!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we ate dinner and well, here I am. Still doing chores, the hum of the 25+ year old dishwasher behind me...they just don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make 'em&lt;/span&gt; like they used to, football fans! I rue the day I have to part with that baby, but it is coming...sooner methinks rather than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of football...Bombers play Calgary again on Saturday...they beat 'em once, they can do it again. I'll even wear my Stegall jersey...not that it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even remotely about me&lt;/span&gt;, but the times I forget to wear the jersey, they lose...I'm just sayin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next home game is Aug 15 against the Alouettes (goddamn, that's gonna be a good game, Calvillo is the bomb!) and we're having company that evening. I think we will have to bring the tv outside...unless of course it's raining, then no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next home game after that is the Sep. 13 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Banjo Bowl,&lt;/span&gt; which we will attend if we ever get off our duffs and get them thar tickets! Do that tomorrow, prolly. For those unfamiliar with the Banjo Bowl, it is a long-standing tradition whereby Saskatchewan hosts Winnipeg in beautiful Regina on Sunday of the September long, and Wpg in turn hosts the Roughriders the Sunday after that. Why is it called the Banjo Bowl, you ask? Cuz them thar Riders ain't nothin' but a bunch of backwoods, inbred banjo pickers!! And they have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;GOPHER&lt;/span&gt; as their mascot...Come ON. We have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Buzz and Boomer&lt;/span&gt; who are WAY COOLER than any old Gopher! Puh-lease...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/newser/2009/07/BuzzBoomer_pressconference_web1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 177px;" src="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/wpg/images/newser/2009/07/BuzzBoomer_pressconference_web1501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Gaye/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Gaye/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/ssk/images/inside/2009/06/gainer14728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 241px;" src="http://static.cdn.mrx.ca/cfl/ssk/images/inside/2009/06/gainer14728.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's how the Banjo Bowl was born and aptly named. Amen. Saskatchewan, where you can watch your dog (wife) run away for at least five days! Sasktchewan...I can see your house from here! I can't remember any of my Riders jokes, but they're good, trust me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired now, must go plop &amp;amp; pop in a movie...going to watch "He's just not that into you" courtesy of dotter M. I'm sure I'll enjoy it if I can keep my eyes open...as long as I don't go vertical I'll be ok. I can't tell you how many ends of movies/shows I have missed simply becuz I made the mistake of lying down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1244241117517245100?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1244241117517245100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-evening-i-am-learning-how-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1244241117517245100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1244241117517245100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-evening-i-am-learning-how-to.html' title='Redneck Football'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8532139687472949428</id><published>2009-08-03T18:23:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:46:29.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminator Salvation...It's Awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just saw Terminator Salvation with A...it was awesome! Remember that I am a Huge Terminator fan who can't get enough. It was entertaining, had a story line &amp;amp; all that...all good but close to the end I was just sittin' thinkin' that it wasn't the same without 'Arnold', when who should appear but a striking Arnold look-alike!! I was like 'What??!!?' it &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; be Arnold...it sure looks like him, but when he was much younger. Arnold is the Governator of California and he &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; be in the movie, it's not allowed! I thought maybe it was a cameo &amp;amp; he was computer-enhanced, maybe &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; was allowed. But anyways, A (who is big-time into bodybuilding) informed me it was none other than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Roland Kickinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, an Austrian bodybuilder! Good thing, cuz I'da been kept wondering. 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How about that, football fans? Not tooooo shabby and not too hard to look at...ouch, did I just say that aloud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anywho, it was a good movie, for those that are into Terminator. If you're not, don't go, cuz you'll get kinda lost in the storyline. Methinks I'll have to purchase this one as I own the others. My fave is Terminator 2 Judgment Day...there were quite a few T2 nuances in this one. AND the best news...is...two more Terminator movies are in works...may be rumors but time will tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In other news, the day was cool &amp;amp; windy, rainy off &amp;amp; on...off &amp;amp; on...and off &amp;amp; on. Glad I was inside a theatre and hadn't seen a flick in a long time (well, in a theatre). Waiting to see The Ugly Truth with M, as soon as we can coordinate our schedules and she gets rid of her migraine, poor girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope the weather improves tomorrow, maybe get something done at the parentals', start staining the deck...who know, anything could happen :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This just in...hubby outside and just reported the geese (we have a lot of geese at our man made lake) are heading North, via the field where they stop to eat...this is not good! Come back geese, come back, it's a misunderstanding...the hot weather is still to come. In our dreams prolly; this may be the beginning of the end of summer, it hasn't been HOT since last Sunday, which was not even the end of July. Oh Man...will someone turn up the heat??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And that's all she wrote, so I bid you adieu until tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CFM&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/7541375481197781405-8532139687472949428?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8532139687472949428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/terminator-salvationits-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8532139687472949428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8532139687472949428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/terminator-salvationits-awesome.html' title='Terminator Salvation...It&apos;s Awesome!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-8904433929055415006</id><published>2009-08-03T09:06:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:57:45.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rain. Not a torrential downpour but enough to keep us from going to Gimli on the last day of the Islendigudugguren...it's no fun in the rain, and we can't cut the grass at the trailor. Oh well, there's always next year and Gimli is still a fave destination which we plan on doing within the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Luckily, G and A got our lawn done yesterday. M and I completed the staining at the parentals' and the results are verrrry niiiiiice, if we do say so ourselves!! It almost looks like a new house. It was a lovely day, everyone hung out outside for a lot of the afternoon, as granddotter/great granddotter S was there to delight and entertain us all; G put the light fixtures back on the house &amp;amp; played with S (as we all did); my brother T even came by briefly; son-in-law S came by after work &amp;amp; niece C arrived after work! After the rest left, I swept off the deck &amp;amp; removed superfluous old screws &amp;amp; nails from various boards, to begin prep for staining. I &lt;strong&gt;knew&lt;/strong&gt; I should have done a wee bit of wood-filler yesterday, anticipating possible rain today, but I did not. So, tomorrow...or whenever. Once the deck is done, as M says, their house will be 'Pimpin!'...and it will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone was there except son A, I realized...sorry, A! We thot he'd be sleeping (Nocturnal, he) BUT, here he was at home mowing the back yard (unbeknownst to us). That was a nice surprise...Good Son, didn't even have to be cajoled or threatened!! You need to know our backyard is Huge (for the city) as we're on a pie-shaped lot. For shits &amp;amp; giggles, we once measured its widest point **width** at 100 feet...that's alot of yard, football fans. (And for this, we get to pay the highest taxes on the block, but we don't complain much anymore) We were able to accommodate 60 bodies for the wedding shower held in '05 for M and S; both sides of our family for many Father's Day bbq's over the years, and have had many impromptu soccer games &amp;amp; football tosses break out in the backyard when A's buddies were over - even now I can sometimes lure A outside to toss the pigskin around...but I digress. And I still think it screams out for a pool ;+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, it was a great afternoon yesterday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, I guess we'll do those chores that need doing when you're forced to be inside on account of rain. Or not :-(  ...grrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The forecast for Friday is sunny, so let's hope that continues for Aerosmith/ZZTop (outdoor stadium concert) ...pray for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Must also get to a Folklorama pavillion, need to scan the paper and see which one this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is/was a big year for me...I turned 50 in June, G and I celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary in July, and August marks 30 years at my place of employment. 30 years! I was 20 and now I'm 50 - I don't feel that much different (except for the weight gain, creaks and the aches &amp;amp; pains - see weight gain, earlier). My newest boss, who's been in place for only 1 week (last week), and I managed a few chats last week, and she mentioned this upcoming 'milestone' (she's good!). I told her I didn't really want anything... We have a large number of long-term peeps and in the past have had 'come &amp;amp; go's' and 'cake parties', (during work time, bonus!) and while I agree it &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; a big milestone, I asked her to keep it 'low-key'. So, we'll see. I don't need cake...I do need cash...send cards &amp;amp; money, please :o) Kidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Off to do the laundry...oh what a life I lead, ladies &amp;amp; germans! If the rain holds off, we could even go exchange 2 of the 5 fascia boards we picked up for my Pop the other week...2 of 'em are different from the other 3 and nobody noticed til yesterday. Also pick up some plywood so M &amp;amp; S can repair their shed...mebbe we can babysit S while they do that...you see, I'm always thinking :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy August long weekend to y'all!!  have fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-8904433929055415006?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8904433929055415006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/raindrops-keep-falling-on-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8904433929055415006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/8904433929055415006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/raindrops-keep-falling-on-my-head.html' title='Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head...'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1938488039199840255</id><published>2009-08-02T09:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:49:37.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's Sunday, football fans, and Ize going to stain the rest of the parentals' homestead. And I hope to spend some time today with (granddaughter) S...need cuddles :-)) Today, I've added some links to this blog, I still need to upload some pics so I can add them, reformat &amp;amp; such, but these things take time, I'm still learnin' myself what I can do with this-here Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hope to get to Gimli tomorrow to: a) cut the grass at the trailor we don't have time to spend time at and 2) take in the last day of the Islendiggeduggeran (sp?) - the Icelandic Festival. Back in the day (80's) M and I would spend the whole 1st week of August at a rented cabin in Wpg beach and hang out there and in Gimli...ride bikes, do the beach (the 80's were stiflingly hot) play the games at Playland. Even tho M is not a beach gal per se, we spent many, many fun weeks there over the years and have lots of good memories. I hope to get S there this summer, and get an ice-cream from the Dairy Bee...it's still there after all these years! Some things never change, which is a wonderful thing :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I best go &amp;amp; start my day, so much to do, so much Time To Do It In now that Ize on vaycayshuns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-1938488039199840255?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1938488039199840255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-bloody-sunday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1938488039199840255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/1938488039199840255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday, Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3571066973467750091</id><published>2009-08-01T15:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:18:04.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombers Win!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Incredibly, the Bombers held onto their &lt;strong&gt;very slim&lt;/strong&gt; lead (13-12) in the last quarter for the win...by a c-hair, football fans. It was an ugly win, but a win nonetheless. Good work, Michael Bishop!!! And we had great defence again...7 turnovers!! Awesome. Offence still needs lots of work, but...we won!! (did I mention?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's only 3 p.m. on Day One of Vaycayshunz...what to do now? Whatever I wantz, that's what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't you &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; when you wake up with a headache? At least if I had earned it...it must be PWS (post-work-stress)...yes, that's it. And this too shall pass...by tomorrow I'm thinkin'. I hope the farmers of Western Canada appreciate all the work I just did for them these past 2 weeks, gettin' ready for the new crop year, which begins today...August 1. Where is the year going? It was June 1 and we were having dinner with B &amp;amp; V from Kelowna and Victoria (respectively) and now it's August 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mus' get over to the parentals' tomorrow with M and finish staining the house. It'll go fast and then we can start re-staining the deck ...and then...and then...&lt;strong&gt;no and then!!&lt;/strong&gt; (name that movie)...we be done!! These things take time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, must forage for nourishment, have to keep my strength up til dinner. The stupid cat (eldest) S, wants to go outside. She's only allowed out under supervision, with strict orders to not go after any birds or bunnies in the yard, both of which we have an abundance of...gotta be real carefull with S, she runs fast for an old cat (she be 11). My Kitty turns 6 this month...happy birthday, Kitty!! Seems like only yesterday you came to live with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok, enuf. Congratulations Bombers for a hard-fought win!!! Keep up the good workz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3571066973467750091?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3571066973467750091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bombers-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3571066973467750091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3571066973467750091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bombers-win.html' title='Bombers Win!!!'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-3687119470231429197</id><published>2009-08-01T10:00:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:24:52.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One of Vaycayshun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, football fans, it's 'Caturday' morning... hubby and I are relapsing with coffee &amp;amp; the newspaper. It's sunny &amp;amp; cool outside, which is way better than the rain we've had All Week. The really big Game is on at noon, so I presume I will watch &lt;em&gt;unless I can absolutely find something better to do&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Curious to see how our new starting quarterback Michael Bishop and the rest of the offence perform today. I don't have high hopes...we can't, I have realized, b/c you can't butcher a team, bring in all these new guys and expect great things. I suspect the win over Calgary on July 10th was a fluke; it was a great game and I had the pleasure of attending, but...ahhh, we'll see. Methinks we all just have to be patient and see how this all shakes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'd rather be at the lake, but I'll get there at some point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I must find a vehicle to purchase but again, I hate the whole process of test-driving, wheeling &amp;amp; dealing, financing, blah, blah, blah, ad nauseum. The Royal Bank branch I have dealt with for &lt;strong&gt;30 years&lt;/strong&gt; refuses to increase my line of credit limit so I can buy said vehicle. What? In a way, I can't blame them b/c on paper I &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; have a high debt-ratio...only because they add into the equation the limit(s) of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every stinkin' credit card you own, or line of credit you have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, whether you use it or not, whether you have a balance owing or not. &lt;strong&gt;It's redonkulous!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Hell, in that case, I wouldn't give me a penny! I'm pretty sure they didn't used to do that when doing all of their Gazintas, it may be a fairly new phenomena. It's crazy how the Royal Bank have only ever 'helped me out' once financially, when I bot the Honda, and that financing was arranged by Birchwood, not by me. I should really take them off my Christmas card list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anywho, think I'll go see "John" (a name given to me by a satisfied customer) at Focus Hyundai, and get a Tucson...or maybe get Kia SUV, cuz they give out &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10-year warranties&lt;/span&gt;, football fans!!! &lt;strong&gt;That's&lt;/strong&gt; what I'm talkin' bout...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I should go clean my house...or not...I'm sure I can find something to occupy my time til the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Go Bombers!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You can do it Blue!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Good Luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CFM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541375481197781405-3687119470231429197?l=crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3687119470231429197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-one-of-vaycayshun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3687119470231429197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541375481197781405/posts/default/3687119470231429197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazyfootballmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-one-of-vaycayshun.html' title='Day One of Vaycayshun'/><author><name>Crazy Football Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10715476452624812495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N7P99NAUxEA/S1Oy8a47wGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ck-xCQ96hUY/S220/IMG_1863.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541375481197781405.post-1707911182127212992</id><published>2009-07-31T19:15:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:02:40.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon &amp; Kate plus Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I've decided to blog about Jon &amp;amp; Kate + 8...just this once. I watched a couple of Webisodes on the TLC site...most of 'em I'd already seen, as I do follow the show, or at least I did. I don't want to watch it anymore because of who Jon &amp;amp; Kate have become, and I wish I could say unequivocally that I absolutely won't, but it's kinda like watching a train wreck. Ya just can't turn away! Like alot of other people, I have grown fond of the kids, having watched them grow up, literally, on tv. So, here's what I have to say about the whole sad situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kate in the early years was a sweet, loving person &amp;amp; mother, albeit always emasculating &amp;amp; belittling when it came to Jon. Over time, we could see her changing...wardrobe, makeup, jewelry, etc. and then she became an emasculating Diva. I've read two of her three books...the 2nd one "Eight Little Faces" is nothing more than a money grab (but filled with nice pics)...nothing really to read there. The first one "Multiple Blessings", that was real, she wrote from the heart about everything. And now, she is fluff...it's all about Kate. She &amp;amp; Jon now say "My kids, my kids" not "our kids"..."I'm there for my kids". It's too bad Kate was never 'there' for Jon. It's become painfully apparent that it's all about Kate, money, Kate, fame, Kate, and book tours (get me away from these kids!). The kids are the ones who will suffer the fallout from all of this, now and into the future. The divorce, the ugliness on some of the episodes, all out there for the world to see. A loving family chronicling their multiple children growing up turned into a 3-ring circus. You invite people and cameras into your lives &amp;amp; then you complain about the Paparazzi and having no privacy. That's a good one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jon - Yah, on that first 'announcement' episode he said he was so proud of himself that he "finally stood up for himself", he had enough of Kate, etc. Let's just say, for starters, that Jon is lazy...laaazeee! Methinks he was quite happy to sit back &amp;amp; let Kate be the control freak that she was and is, do all the work, and boss him around. Secondly, he has the personality of a kitchen stool &amp;amp; really, football fans, he's no prize in the studly department. Suddenly, Jon (who can't hold a steady job) awakens from his coma to discover that he's "32-with-8-kids-and-a-shrew-for-a-wife-and-Oh-My-God-how-did-I-get-here?" It begs the question, why bother renewing your wedding vows in Hawaii on your 9th anniversary if trouble was already brewing? Answer - cuz it was free! Everything's free! I never have to work again in my life!! And I can go clubbing and bring 23 year old girls back to the house (filled to the brim with my children). Shame on You, Jon. For 2 small people, Kate is the bigger person, and that is not saying a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To the 'Sweet Little Kids', Mady (the snotty brat) and Cara - be brave sweethearts, this too shall pass. In time you can hopefully overcome, and lead somewhat normal lives. You should not have been forced to grow up behind cameras. You should not have had your dirty laundry (and your toilet training) aired in public. If Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy can't see that the tv show should &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; go on, surely someone else who cares for and looks after you guys will help guide you out of the madness. God Bless you kids!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And that's my Jon &amp;amp; Kate rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span st
