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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 14:45:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so... I&apos;m 21 now</title>
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  <description>Happy Birthday to me?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 03:16:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m a nerd</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0001f45y/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0001f45y/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and a few guildies. I&apos;m Fortessima, the back row second from the right.&lt;br /&gt;we went and did this after my first fight in the Karazahn instance&lt;br /&gt;The other people I had with me, all guildies&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khroll&lt;br /&gt;Cinammonbunz&lt;br /&gt;Shirak&lt;br /&gt;Calliah&lt;br /&gt;Regiswife&lt;br /&gt;Kyless</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 15:58:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I just found this and I had to share</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 18:05:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For Meg</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 19:27:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wow busy lady</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;My little one definatly keeps me busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000zq6d/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000zq6d/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems to like crying at me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00010h30/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0001154e/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/000122bx/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/000122bx/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiggly baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00013kfq/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00013kfq/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All together now... awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00014c9s/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00014c9s/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fussing at Grandma Cooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00015ewg/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00015ewg/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still being fussy at Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00016qr2/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00016qr2/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00017txe/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/00017txe/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she&apos;s the most beautiful baby ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000yb1c/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000yb1c/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certianly very precious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 17:48:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>precious</title>
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  <description>I love my baby girl,&lt;br /&gt;I almost dont want her to grow up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;I love you so much Kristine&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000yb1c/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000yb1c/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 14:58:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>.... wow...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000xh6d/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000xh6d/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe she&apos;s really here... it still feels like I&apos;ve been dreaming these last few days.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Christmas! Mine was amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristine is waking up, mmmm milk. Thank God mine came in! She&apos;s eating great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2007 01:41:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kristine!!!</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 19:14:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m having a baby</title>
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  <description>I think I&apos;m in labor</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 09:02:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>birth</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I just watched a water birth on youtube... and it made me cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth has to be the most beautiful thing in the world to witness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go cry all over my husband now</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 05:51:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy Holidays!</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 22:30:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 18:49:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stream of concense</title>
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  <description>Okay... so I dont know how to spell that word. I&apos;m a&amp;nbsp;silly music person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont know, stream of concense is a form of writing where you put down on paper (or in the computer) whatever your thoughts are at that time. You keep&amp;nbsp;going and going and going until you run out of things to move from your mind&amp;nbsp;through your fingers into a media to be shared (or not) with anyone who so&amp;nbsp;choses to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been so absolutely freaking crazy lately. Baby&apos;s due at the&amp;nbsp;end of the month, but we&apos;re hoping she comes before Christmas... what a gift! We have a lot of things and for the most&amp;nbsp; part we&apos;re ready for her to be here but there are still so many things that we dont have yet.&amp;nbsp;*sigh* I&apos;m so&amp;nbsp;anxious for her to be here. I want to hold her and smile at her and love on her. We had a false alarm this past&amp;nbsp;Sunday. I was so sure my water had broke, but turns out it was just a ton of cervical mucus... .gross right? *shudder* So after that I was so sad and dissapointed. I can hardly wait any longer. That and my body doesnt seem to like pregnancy very much anymore.... ugh it sucks. I feel like a whale, I can hardly breathe, I cant walk properly without being in pain, I cant bend over, my hands and ankles swell to the point where it starts to hurt, I cant wear my wedding rings on my finger (and I&quot;m&amp;nbsp;definatly sick of looking at them around my neck), I&apos;m definatly sick of people acting like I&quot;m cripple and&amp;nbsp;cant do anything for&amp;nbsp;myself, and that&apos;s just the tip of the iceburg! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeramie&apos;s&amp;nbsp;company Christmas party was Saturday night....&amp;nbsp;it wasnt much fun, but I&amp;nbsp;looked amazing... sadly I dont have any pictures because I was dumb enough to pack&amp;nbsp;away my digital camera for the hospital trip. I met a few of Jeramie&apos;s co-workers... some of them didnt look a thing like I had expected them to... it was cool though, I met Tonia (pronounced Ton-ee) and&amp;nbsp;RIck, saw&amp;nbsp;the boss Pete.... and met a whole slew of other people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Plus people in the bathroom who decided to talk to me about their pregnancies and when they went into labor and blah blah blah.... total and complete strangers. How irritating do you think that was??? INSANELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great-great-Uncle Smitty died very early Sunday morning. I found out yesterday. Thankfully Jeramie was able to come home from work and stay with me for the day so that I wasnt alone. The funeral is tomorrow morning in Shawano. I&apos;m just glad Uncle Smitty&apos;s not in pain anymore.... it was hard to see him helpless and barely alive in that hospital bed. I cant imagine how hard it was for Aunt Vonne. Jeramie might be coming with me to the funeral tomorrow, but we dont know yet. The company wont give him that day off because it&apos;s not either of our grandparents, he&apos;s my great-great-uncle. So Jer would have to take vacation time or something. I hope that he can come with me.. I&apos;d rather not go alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great-grandmother called me this morning and tried to tell me not to come out to the funeral tomorrow. This angers me... she said that it&apos;s supposed to snow tomorrow and that I shouldnt be driving out there.... *rolls eyes* she ROYALLY pissed me offf with this. SHe doesnt know a damned thing about me does she? I&apos;m stubborn, I made up my mind, i&apos;m going to be there. Unless I go into labor tonight or tomorrow morning I&apos;ll be in Shawano for my uncle&apos;s funeral. This goes back to the whole I&apos;m pregnant not cripple thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb has been finding his way into my thoughts lately. It pisses me off. I&apos;ve been hearing a lot of songs that remind me of him... and I dont like it. The other night I had a dream that he became an astronaut and came to me and told me he loved me. Bizzare. I think this is my body dealling with the fact that a major change is about to happen. Just as long as he doesnt show up telling me that he still loves me after this last year and a half I&apos;m sure I&apos;ll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s it for now.... will add more later</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 02:47:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*sigh*</title>
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  <description>I saw my uncle today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s only got a short time left on this&amp;nbsp;earth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t handle all&amp;nbsp;of this anymore&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 03:05:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The inevitable....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;My great-great-uncle Smitty..... is on his death bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great grandmother called me tonight to let me know that my Uncle Smitty has been in the Shawano Hospital since Monday. The doctors are only giving him a few more days to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought when she told me this was &quot;Wait.... he&apos;s&amp;nbsp; been in since MONDAY???? Why am I just now finding out??&quot; my greatgrandmother said she didnt want to bother me... but she could bother the rest of the family???&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I find out.... SHE HADNT EVEN CALLED MY MOM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I may be pregnant, but that&apos;s just wrong to not tell me that something this big was going on.... but to not tell my MOTHER????? Come on you crazy psycho lady!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m feeling emotions right now that some-how I didnt think were at all possible for me to feel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Shawano tomorrow to see my Uncle for the last time. Pray that I can hold it together and not freak out at my grandmother. Please pray for my Aunt Vonne, and the rest of our family.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 20:57:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>in need of serious stress relief</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Thank you so much Meg!&quot;&gt;Desiray Cooper&lt;br /&gt;1541 Silverstone Trail&amp;nbsp;Apt 3&lt;br /&gt;De Pere, WI 54115&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 23:27:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>welll</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;you&apos;ve picked this fight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now you&apos;re going to lose</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 17:03:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Being thankful</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;This morning while laying in bed, a thought occurred to me. Once again I won&apos;t be having Thanksgiving with my family. This means I miss out on one tradition I love the most..... after finishing our food my little sister would always say &quot;Ok, now we go around the table and say what we&apos;re thankful for!&quot; Always cheesey, but it always got me thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her ask me in a dream &quot;Dezzie... what are you thankful for?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to write it down somewhere. Here seems to be a nice place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after quite a bit of thinking about the last year, here&apos;s what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;-My family, who has supported me through all the craziness of this last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My daddy, who was there to wipe away any tear or doubt I had and always ready with a hug and an &quot;I love you&quot; no matter what I had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My mommy, who has given me mounds of useful advice on everything you can imagine, and always there to let me know she&apos;ll always love me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My brother, who seems to always know how to make me laugh... even when I&apos;m ready to bawl my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My sister, who&apos;s friendship is irraplaceable, I know I can confide in her and trust her with anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-God and Jesus, for every blessing they&apos;ve poured out upon me in my life time (if I tried to write that all out I&apos;d have to write 10 books about the last 5 years!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Scotty and Aunt Aimee, who always seem to open there arms to welcome me, even in the worst situation. Especially when I say something, and my uncle actually understands what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Grandma Bobbie, if it werent for her, none of my family would be where we are now. She&apos;s always been there for us, took care of us when we couldnt take care of ourselves. I&apos;ll always be thankful for her love, hug, and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My great-grandparents. From the phone calls to the hugs... all the way down to Grandpa wanting to play cards all the time, life just wouldnt be the same without the occasional game of Canadian Canasta filled with black 3&apos;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My friend Rachael. I dont know how she does what she does. But wow. She&apos;s an amazing friend, she&apos;s been there for me soooo much this last year. I dont know how I could ever thank her enough. From the day I found out I was pregnant, to the day I got married. She&apos;s been there doing what she could to help me keep my cool. She reassures me when I&apos;m freaked, and always happy for me (even if I&apos;m not happy for me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I&apos;m thankful for the fact that I have a roof over my head, clothes on my back, food in my tummy, and a warm bed to sleep in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I&apos;m thankful for the OB doctor that I&apos;ve been working with throughout my pregnancy, he&apos;s been a constant help and reassurance that everything is going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I&apos;m thankful for Rogue Traders and the people there. If it werent for them I&apos;d be going crazy at home... and probably wouldnt be feeling as good as I have been. The people definatly make my day quite a bit brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My cellphone, and my computer. They&apos;re the main way I stay in touch with those I care about. I&apos;d go crazy if I couldnt email my mom, or call my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This baby that I get to have at the end of December. She&apos;s everything I&apos;ve ever dreamed of, everything I&apos;ve ever wanted. I just hope that I can be as good a mom to her as my mom was/is to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My husband. Throughout this last year we&apos;ve been through sooooo much. So many happy and sad times, good and bad news. He&apos;s been my rock, he&apos;s so strong, he takes care of me when I dont feel well or things just dont seem to be going right. There&apos;s a million things about him that I&apos;m thankful for... mostly I&apos;m thankful he loves me the way he does. My husband means more to me than I could ever say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isnt a complete list, just the most important things on it. (and I&apos;m sure you dont want to read that much more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage everyone who reads this, to stop and take a few minutes and really think on this last year. What are you thankful for? Why are you thankful for it? And share it with those you love, and encourage them to do the same thing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 01:39:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WoW videos!!</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 23:12:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>photo update!</title>
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  <description>So There&apos;s a few pics I wanna post!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Just for you Meg!&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000a8z1/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000a8z1/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;It&apos;s me!!!&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000btqz/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000btqz/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000c9wf/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000c9wf/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000dgh7/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000dgh7/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000ezt0/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000ezt0/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Me and my Hubby-Bear&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000f1qc/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000f1qc/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000g8yq/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000g8yq/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000ha2w/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000ha2w/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(making faces at the hubby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;It&apos;s all about you baby girl!&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000kpyd/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;239&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/chevila/pic/0000kpyd/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 16:17:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dumbfounded....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Al Gore???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a NOBEL PEACE PRIZE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is really ending!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 05:39:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_roadwarrior220&apos; lj:user=&apos;roadwarrior220&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://roadwarrior220.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://roadwarrior220.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;roadwarrior220&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you comment on this post, I will choose seven interests from your profile and you will explain what they mean and why you are interested in them. Post this along with your answers in your own journal so that others can play along.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;ooooo I only had 6&quot;&gt;What he chose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dungeons and dragons: It&apos;s a fun game, you get together wtih a bunch of friends and kill stuff. Most sessions can go alll night. They&apos;re great for parties or if you&apos;re really bored. It can result in some interesting things :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magic: the gathering: another game... this time cards. My dad played it a lot when I was young and I remember wanting to play and wanting to play but my dad said I was too young. When I was old enough he taught me how to play, and now I&apos;m hooked. The new set is coming out this week, Jer just got us a box of it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music: this is like asking me why I breathe. This is the best way I know how to express myself, and the absolute best way to relieve stress and a total ego boost. It&apos;s more of a passion I would say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing: I love the way my voice sounds when I sing along with the piano, it feels right. It feels... natural. Like that&apos;s what I was MADE to do. I love the sounds my voice makes when singing with someone else and the pitches lock in just right....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video games: game :D I love playing games, period. This combines TV and the use of some sort of hand-eye coordination. It&apos;s tons of fun especially with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world of warcraft: now that was just addicting.I played it off and on at first cuz my family plays it. And when I found out Jeramie played well... I got on quite a bit more frequently and now I&apos;m like &quot;uhm, I&apos;m gonna play WoW&quot; instead of some game on a website. Some games are just addicting. This would be one of them :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready?????&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 04:02:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>w00t</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i now&amp;nbsp; absolutely LOVE Michael Buble!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 19:44:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>at teh start of month 8</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:28:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Luckiest</title>
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  <description>Last night, I was laying in bed next to Jeramie (as per every night since&amp;nbsp;February). And he told me &quot;You&apos;re an amazing wife&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I&apos;m the luckiest woman in the world. A couple months or so ago, I thought that things were going to die and that I&apos;d lose him. Things have done a 180 that&apos;s for sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say that I am Jeramie&apos;s wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how I couldnt have ever seen it before. He treats me so differently than the rest of the world. Jer&apos;s a pretty impatient guy... but not with me. He&apos;s patient with me.... very patient. I&apos;ve noticed all the changes he made, so he could support me in every way possible. The gift he gave me for my birthday so that I could keep working on pursuing my dreams. I dont understand how I couldnt see just how focused on me he is... he calls 3-4 times a day to check in on me. He always asks for my input on what we&apos;re eating for supper. And he knows that I feel like we hardly get time together, he always confirms his plans with me on the nights that we&apos;re home together so that we can maximize our quality time together.... he does it to make me happy. He works hard, at work and at school, so that he can provide the best for me (and soon our daughter). He tells me I&apos;m beautiful, always with a smile on his handsome face. He holds my hand in the car, or whenever we&apos;re walking anywhere. He holds me when I&apos;m crying, and plays with my hair to comfort me. He always tells me he loves me, even when he&apos;s upset with me.&amp;nbsp;He&apos;s always there for me, and I know that I mean something to him. I mean a lot to him, if I didnt he wouldnt do everything he does for me. Taking me to the emergency room and being there until 3:30 in the morning, some of the chores I cant hardly do because I&apos;ve gotten so big and worn out from being pregnant (laundry ect). He sure as heck wouldnt tell me he loved me if he didnt mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately all I have to do is look in his eyes and I can see it... how much he loves me. When he smiles, it feels so good to know that he&apos;s happy. His laugh, just fills my heart in a way that no one else could&apos;ve ever done. If I have pains, he&apos;s concerned for me. If I cry, he&apos;ll comfort and ask why, and do what he can to make it better. When we go to bed at night, he snuggles up close and tells me that he loves me. He even tells me that he loves me when he&apos;s sleeping. Like I&apos;ll get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and when I crawl back into bed he puts his arm around me and tells me he loves me. He never remembers that, but I think he really does :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I asked him if he liked it that I call him hubby-bear. And he said &quot;not really no&quot; something about it being a weird pet name. But last night while I was cleaning up after supper he came up to me, kissed me and said &quot;I really hope you dont stop calling me hubby-bear&quot;. It&apos;s really grown on him, and he likes it (after some thinking I&quot;m sure). It felt good, like really good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeramie&apos;s the most wonderful man ever. I still cant find the words to describe how much I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truely am the luckiest.</description>
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