<?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-4453849443084409933</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:58:55.548-05:00</updated><category term='baby girl'/><category term='life goals'/><title type='text'>stevescurlygirl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2747021306515691131</id><published>2011-09-20T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T00:00:01.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Light at the end of the tunnel</title><summary type='text'>I think I have just lived through the toughest 6 weeks ever! My story all starts on Monday August 1st.

Steve was upset and visiting his parents. I was alone with the kids, which doesn't bother me. I love any time we spend together. Steven asked  if I could take him somewhere. I agreed to. He grabbed the keys and left ahead of me. Abby was right behind him. The two of them hopped into the van </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2747021306515691131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2747021306515691131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2747021306515691131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2747021306515691131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='Light at the end of the tunnel'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-5482381581050745784</id><published>2011-03-14T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T08:32:20.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown</title><summary type='text'>The other night I had a little breakdown. My day was fine, and I an mot exactly sure why I brokedown. I guess I needed it. 

I threw a few bowls and they smashed quite nicely on my ceramic floor! I had a bugger of a mess to clean up, but I didn't care.

I think that I have so much to bear, and I should get it out more often, but just in a better fashion.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5482381581050745784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=5482381581050745784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5482381581050745784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5482381581050745784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/breakdown.html' title='breakdown'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8964573509577513580</id><published>2011-03-14T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T08:29:44.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction</title><summary type='text'>I was harassed by my landlord to allow them to put in a new heating/cooling system into my unit. I was resisting this whole idea because i was going to: 
1) lose a bedroom, 
2) lose space in my living room and my bedroom,
3) I DO NOT like my house in chaos.


Darling hubby convinced me to allow the contractor to start his job in our house. According to the landlord/tenant act, I should have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8964573509577513580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8964573509577513580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8964573509577513580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8964573509577513580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/construction.html' title='Construction'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1756145832005744938</id><published>2011-02-24T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T09:53:43.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life?</title><summary type='text'>The other day Steve's legs stopped working. This does happen often when he gets a fever, even the smallest one. He was fighting a cold, so I think that's what did him in. I knew Steve was in rough shape, but was unprepared for what was coming our way. Steve went downstairs to play X-Box with Kieran and his friend Brandon. After about an hour, Steve asked for help to get upstairs. That is normal. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1756145832005744938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1756145832005744938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1756145832005744938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1756145832005744938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/life.html' title='Life?'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1698979303894833550</id><published>2011-02-21T21:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:44:32.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote please</title><summary type='text'>I have entered my family into a contest to win a family vacation. We cannot afford a vacation, and we have never been on vacation as a family before. To win this contest would be a dream come true. Please vote for us,  we are entry #121. I truely appreciate it.


http://www.oshawacentre.com/breakAway/gallery/index.php</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1698979303894833550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1698979303894833550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1698979303894833550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1698979303894833550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/vote.html' title='Vote please'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8586137628402025081</id><published>2010-12-24T05:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T05:07:47.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><summary type='text'>

Merry Christmas from all of us!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8586137628402025081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8586137628402025081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8586137628402025081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8586137628402025081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/TRRwyvnvkGI/AAAAAAAAAQA/yMhqvxprBWE/s72-c/DSC_4346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2679160472018216684</id><published>2010-07-18T08:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:17:27.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve's Lib Trip</title><summary type='text'>We did it! We had enough money and we went to the United States and had Steve's narrow veins opened!

About six months ago there was a program on TV about Multiple Sclerosis. A Doctor Zamboni in Italy figured out that many people with Multiple Sclerosis have narrow veins in their neck which leads to a build up of iron in the brain which leads to many symptoms that mimic MS. 
This procedure is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2679160472018216684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2679160472018216684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2679160472018216684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2679160472018216684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/steves-lib-trip.html' title='Steve&apos;s Lib Trip'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/TENhLZh1vGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1L1CHWbVRw0/s72-c/DSCN3833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2659965773659065133</id><published>2010-07-08T16:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T16:51:54.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve's Liberation Operation...</title><summary type='text'>Hi everyone! Only 6 days untill the operation. Hera at home we are all very excited! 


The fundraiser was a great success and I would love to thank everyone who attended, donated, and supported us. We raised a bit over $1200 that night! Thanks so much everyone!!!!

I know some people are still planning on donationing some funds. That is great. I ask that you do not use paypal at this time, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2659965773659065133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2659965773659065133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2659965773659065133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2659965773659065133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/steves-liberation-operation.html' title='Steve&apos;s Liberation Operation...'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8959203225215056986</id><published>2010-06-24T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:42:32.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ and Silent Auction</title><summary type='text'>
Just a reinder that we are having a BBQ Fundraiser and Silent Auction this coming Saturday. I am not sure if you are coming or not, but I wanted to remind you. We are having a great BBQ around 5:30, live music with Brian Gordon, a clown for the kids who does face painting and balloon animals, alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks, a raffle for an iPod touch at 8:00, and the silent auction happening</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8959203225215056986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8959203225215056986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8959203225215056986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8959203225215056986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/bbq-and-silent-auction.html' title='BBQ and Silent Auction'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/TCQGoHaOjKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/o1vmpXXhYGc/s72-c/img001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1173369852211044776</id><published>2010-06-17T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:55:14.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VOILATED!</title><summary type='text'>The other night steve was sick and he and abby went to bed about 8 pm. Jacob and Steven went to bed around 10 pm. Kieran was in the garage playing his x-box. I got home around 11:15 from work. During 10 and 11, some kids broke into the house and stole my laptop. I am upset. It has all my pictures, documents, etc. It was also a macbook. I spent a lot of money for a good computer. I woke up the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1173369852211044776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1173369852211044776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1173369852211044776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1173369852211044776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/voilated.html' title='VOILATED!'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2517092614334771999</id><published>2010-06-01T06:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T06:26:58.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no talk...</title><summary type='text'>I know it has been a looonnnggg time since I have blogged. Life has been far too busy for me. I am hoping things calm down soon. But I doubt they will. 


There is big news happening in our lives lately. There is a new operation called the Liberation Operation. As a result of studies, it appears that MS, rather than being a disease, is more likely a symptom of CCSVI (chronic cerebrospinal venous </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2517092614334771999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2517092614334771999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2517092614334771999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2517092614334771999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-time-no-talk.html' title='Long time no talk...'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-712897391704385198</id><published>2010-05-25T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:10:16.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/712897391704385198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=712897391704385198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/712897391704385198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/712897391704385198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/S_wSeemU5II/AAAAAAAAAPA/i8KxbI2UNDc/s72-c/photo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1987422621683901296</id><published>2010-05-22T09:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T09:23:36.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Hubby is getting the LIberation Treatment Operation!!!!!

We are asking people for donations. We need $10,000 to cover the operation expenses. Please be generous.

Much appreciated, Steve, Jen, Kieran, Steven, Jacob, and Abby.




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1987422621683901296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1987422621683901296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1987422621683901296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1987422621683901296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/paypal-safer-easier-way-to-pay-online.html' title=''/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-7473998451473035575</id><published>2010-01-26T14:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:08:06.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><summary type='text'>Trying a new program and I want to see how it works. Bear with me.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7473998451473035575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=7473998451473035575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7473998451473035575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7473998451473035575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1170700578025754688</id><published>2010-01-13T09:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:46:19.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><summary type='text'> Christmas this year was a trying one for my children. I.had.to.work.Christmas.morning. I have a great job, but because a nursing home is a 24 hours facility, someone has to always be at work. The employees have to take turns working on Christmas. I was happy that I was working days, because at three o'clock I could come home, open presents and eat turkey. I know Jacob was hit the hardest. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1170700578025754688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1170700578025754688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1170700578025754688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1170700578025754688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/S03aVlTex_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Wpr5UQIsoH8/s72-c/4214880587_a5d3b90ae5_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-739612330476929014</id><published>2010-01-11T23:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:46:46.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas present for the two girls in our house</title><summary type='text'>A friend surprised me and Abby with tickets to see Disney Princess on Ice. We went with her and her daughter. My friend even drove! Talk about spoiling me!!!!!Abby was thrilled beyond belief to see all the princesses that she loves skating around the ice. Unfournately I brought the wrong lens and flash for the camera. My pictures did not turn out the best. You can take a look at them here.Thank </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/739612330476929014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=739612330476929014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/739612330476929014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/739612330476929014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-present-for-two-girls-in-our.html' title='A Christmas present for the two girls in our house'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2954932744671875621</id><published>2009-12-27T05:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T05:45:09.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Chez Leitner</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2954932744671875621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2954932744671875621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2954932744671875621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2954932744671875621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-chez-leitner.html' title='Christmas Chez Leitner'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Szc6sP_hYAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/i-6Xi-ZF55Y/s72-c/4214914123_8eedda73d2_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-7964816486316991390</id><published>2009-12-09T11:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:22:48.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Superwoman</title><summary type='text'>I remember growing up with the feeling that my parents were amazing, invincible, near perfect, organized, and always in control. I know for a fact now that I viewed my parents through rose coloured glasses but  it was so very nice to grow up and to feel so secure with my parents. I never had to worry.Now that I am a parent I truly wonder how thick my rose coloured glasses were.I attempt to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7964816486316991390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=7964816486316991390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7964816486316991390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7964816486316991390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/superwoman.html' title='Superwoman'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1184476927891906624</id><published>2009-11-30T18:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:35:55.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.wnetwork.com/Schedule.aspx</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1184476927891906624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1184476927891906624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1184476927891906624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1184476927891906624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3040508106654015641</id><published>2009-10-10T09:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:43:57.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craft Shows and Bazaars in Oshawa (winter 2009)</title><summary type='text'>I love this time of year for many reasons. The most important being Christmas and the birth of Christ. The second most important thing is all the craft sales and bazaars that this time of year brings!!!I keep a list handy for myself. Here is a copy of the list for anyone interested. Feel free to add any sales that I missed.Friday, October 16th, 2009 toSunday, October 18th, 2009 Location: GM </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3040508106654015641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3040508106654015641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3040508106654015641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3040508106654015641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/craft-shows-and-bazaars-in-oshawa.html' title='Craft Shows and Bazaars in Oshawa (winter 2009)'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-7342405490500646847</id><published>2009-10-06T18:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:07:21.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>I am putting my wordless wednesday a little early. Here you go:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7342405490500646847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=7342405490500646847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7342405490500646847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7342405490500646847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Ssu_TprEQuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RK1y7FeVilo/s72-c/DSC_1473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8498697048032128582</id><published>2009-10-06T12:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:49:28.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pingles Farm</title><summary type='text'>On the weekend we make the annual fall trip to Pingles Farm. It was a dairy farm that over time has converted to the present day bakery, greenhouse, market (Ontario grown produce, jarred goods, and giftware), wagon rides, play area, farm animals, bunnyville, and corn maze fun farm that we see today. The boys were so excited! The first stop for us was the corn maze. The maze takes approximately 45</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8498697048032128582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8498697048032128582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8498697048032128582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8498697048032128582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/pingles-farm.html' title='Pingles Farm'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Sst2NoZ8p7I/AAAAAAAAANU/i9oUXlLnZ8w/s72-c/DSC_1478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1503708643395002177</id><published>2009-10-01T05:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:30:18.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too busy?</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever feel like life is just too busy? That there isnt enough hours in one day?I keep trying to figure out how to get more hours into my day.I tried to sleep less, but then I was granted with a two week long headache. I havn't been spending as much time on the computer and I havn't gone through withdrawl. I know my peeps on Twitter are missing me. Not sure what else there is to do. Oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1503708643395002177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1503708643395002177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1503708643395002177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1503708643395002177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-busy.html' title='Too busy?'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8604442952351802675</id><published>2009-09-23T05:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:27:12.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and constipation</title><summary type='text'>Was there ever a time when you just sit back and think Is this really my life? I had one of those moments the other day. My soon to be 16 year old son was sweeping the floor. He was wearing a t-shirt and boxers.(He had been watching tv wearing the snuggie)  As he is sweeping he looks over to me and states that he is constipated. Poor boy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8604442952351802675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8604442952351802675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8604442952351802675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8604442952351802675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-and-constipation.html' title='Life and constipation'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-4071174097068062078</id><published>2009-09-19T00:03:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:23:10.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolberone Peanut Butter Cheesecake</title><summary type='text'>I made this awesome recipe the other day. Everyone that has tried a piece of the cheesecake is in awe. There are truly no words to describe how wonderful this really is.1 1/4 cups Oreo cookie crumbs1/4 cup butter melted2 (250 g) packages cream cheese, softened1 cup smooth peanut butter1 cup sugar2 (100 g) Tolberone chocolate bars divided1 1/2 cups thawed Cool Whip, divided1.  Mix oreo crumbs and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4071174097068062078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=4071174097068062078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4071174097068062078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4071174097068062078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/tolberone-peanut-butter-cheesecake.html' title='Tolberone Peanut Butter Cheesecake'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8037569687816789688</id><published>2009-09-16T12:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:07:38.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee Wigglers</title><summary type='text'>I took abby to a Wee Wigglers program on Monday. This was our first time doing  class like this. We were both a littel nervous. I felt like when I walked in everyone knew each other. I put on my smile and did not hesitate or waiver. Abby on the other hand waited for most of the class to go by before she would participate. The class that we attend was intended for children ages 2 months - 3 years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8037569687816789688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8037569687816789688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8037569687816789688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8037569687816789688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-took-abby-to-wee-wigglers-program-on.html' title='Wee Wigglers'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SrEYzkhvXII/AAAAAAAAAMo/_Q2sLivo26Q/s72-c/0914091134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-6936780438896645263</id><published>2009-09-05T05:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:07:55.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>body parts</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday morning when Abby woke up I bounded into her room. I was so excited to see her in the morning. After her initial excitidness, Abby proceeded to have a show and tell conversation with me. Here is how it went.Abby: (as she pulls up her top and points) bellyMe: yes it is your belly.Abby: (as she pulls up my top) bellyme: yes that is my bellyAbby: (as she pulls down her top and to the left)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6936780438896645263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=6936780438896645263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/6936780438896645263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/6936780438896645263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/body-parts.html' title='body parts'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SqI4X5f0YVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/U52N4Ji5WuI/s72-c/b%26wabs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2567236844528528721</id><published>2009-08-25T06:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:18:39.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week</title><summary type='text'>We were invited to my aunt and uncles house for a family BBQ and croquet tournament. My Aunt Barb and Uncle Ken.The house was stunningly beautiful. The grounds were well maintained. There was a lot of room to play around in for the children. There was lots of family that I do not get to see often.We had games to play. I think some teams cheated....but we will debate that later. The kids had fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2567236844528528721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2567236844528528721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2567236844528528721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2567236844528528721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-week.html' title='Last week'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SpO4VQ6DBsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/My4OBtADAfs/s72-c/DSC_1011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3593746801028829796</id><published>2009-08-20T13:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:43:45.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><summary type='text'>If you were to look up Steven in the dictionary, It would look like this:Leitner, Steven: affectionate, agreeable, dear,delightful,  friendly, generous, kind, loving, pleasant, pleasing, treasured, and most of all STINKY!!!Love you little one. Happy birthday!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3593746801028829796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3593746801028829796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3593746801028829796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3593746801028829796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/So2LJpdJiII/AAAAAAAAALQ/bD1hO9YWvls/s72-c/DSC_9956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-79172706667444517</id><published>2009-08-20T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:37:21.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless</title><summary type='text'>I watch you fall because you have a loss of balance.I watch you hurt yourself because of coordination problems.I watch your mind never stop.I watch the black curtain of despair descend over you.I see your constant sadness, irritability, or tension.I see your decreased interest in your usual activities.I see your loss in appetite.I know you have stiff muscles.I hear your speech problems.I know of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/79172706667444517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=79172706667444517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/79172706667444517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/79172706667444517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/helpless.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-4532773492629566664</id><published>2009-08-10T18:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:28:28.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Review your Product</title><summary type='text'>I am a PR-friendly blogger who would love to host reviews and giveaways. I am dedicated to giving family-friendly product reviews. As parents of four, my hubby and I love to give our solicited opinion on every thing - And trust me, he has one! My children love to try new products, as well. If you think our readers should know about someone who makes products that are neat or unique, or you are an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4532773492629566664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=4532773492629566664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4532773492629566664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4532773492629566664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/review-your-product.html' title='Review your Product'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1283779062664458094</id><published>2009-08-02T20:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:15:03.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My week in review</title><summary type='text'>I started my week going to Ontario Place with Jacob and Abby to see the Sesame Street characters: Abby, Cookie, and Elmo. Ontario Place is on the water. We saw lots of neat boats. Lots of water. Lots of interesting characters!Created a feast for dinner after shopping at the Farmer's Market.Abby had a tea party with some friends.http://sarcasticmom.coma2a_linkname=document.title;a2a_linkurl="http:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1283779062664458094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1283779062664458094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1283779062664458094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1283779062664458094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-week-in-review.html' title='My week in review'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SnY3P-MOKoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QorghwpAla0/s72-c/DSC_0291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1156083831728901992</id><published>2009-07-15T12:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:22:21.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1156083831728901992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1156083831728901992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1156083831728901992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1156083831728901992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Sl4CGDKW5KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OjdcA-PVEiU/s72-c/DSC_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-720654013954813150</id><published>2009-07-10T05:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T05:31:36.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect day</title><summary type='text'>I had an awesome day yesterday. I had the day off work. (which is alone to make any day great)I didn't do any real housework. (I know, I am going to pay for that one)I did what I wanted to.I woke up when I was ready to wake up and get out of bed. Abby did help in getting me out of bed and downstairs. I guess these little people need to eat. I had a little nap in the afternoon. (wow)The water was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/720654013954813150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=720654013954813150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/720654013954813150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/720654013954813150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/perfect-day.html' title='Perfect day'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SlcKIntmV2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/otgg2Uj6RSc/s72-c/DSC_9985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-4660247809029008443</id><published>2009-06-28T08:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:40:48.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to my daughter</title><summary type='text'>To my precious daughter Abby;First of all...Happy Birthday!!!Where does the time go? Two years have flown by at such a fast speed. I am not sure if I like how fast this is happening. I want you to know how much of a blessing you have been to me and your father. You came at a time in our life that was not expecting you. Let me start from the beginning.When I was first pregnant with your oldest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4660247809029008443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=4660247809029008443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4660247809029008443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4660247809029008443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-to-my-daughter.html' title='A letter to my daughter'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SkvzuKmEAuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QXtdLRDNkhc/s72-c/DSC_6499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-6735534710734554934</id><published>2009-06-21T06:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T07:23:22.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>father</title><summary type='text'>Happy Father's Day baby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6735534710734554934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=6735534710734554934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/6735534710734554934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/6735534710734554934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/father.html' title='father'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Sj4XjfdqOJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xP6lzaB6nGg/s72-c/DSC_0096_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8967953882269462151</id><published>2009-06-10T05:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:44:38.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeee</title><summary type='text'>I was raised by my parents to be a stay at home mom. They would not let me go to college or university to further my education. I was taught how to be a mom. With four younger brothers and one younger sister around that was easy. I always envisioned myself working part time so that I could be home for my children. i had a grand ole life planned out. My husband would have a decent job, we owned a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8967953882269462151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8967953882269462151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8967953882269462151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8967953882269462151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/struggle.html' title='Meeee'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-6909431190227614602</id><published>2009-06-06T20:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:00:02.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to help people who need it</title><summary type='text'>From experience I am going to post how best to help people in need.1.  Bring a meal  or a gift card to a local restaurant.2.  Send a grocery store gift cards and Gas certificates.3.  Send  a gift card to Wal Mart or Zellers.4.  Visit. 5.  Volunteer to clean the house, or hire an agency to do it.6.  Cash works well. (then they can decide how best to utilize it)7.  Help with a utility bill.8.  Talk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6909431190227614602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=6909431190227614602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/6909431190227614602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/6909431190227614602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-help-people-who-need-it.html' title='How to help people who need it'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3339167778946976466</id><published>2009-06-03T05:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:41:02.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first day of the rest of our lives</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday Abby didn't cry when I left for work. Usually there are  many tears, accompanied by hugs and clinging. There is lots of noise and there is tons of heartbreak.It is not only hard for Abby, but it is so very hard for me. It takes everything I have to walk out that door. I even shed a tear in the process. But Tuesday was bittersweet. Daddy put Sesame Street on and had Abby crawl up into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3339167778946976466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3339167778946976466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3339167778946976466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3339167778946976466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-of-rest-of-our-lives.html' title='The first day of the rest of our lives'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-4281539559543012079</id><published>2009-05-28T10:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:17:15.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><summary type='text'>This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4281539559543012079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=4281539559543012079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4281539559543012079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4281539559543012079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1802853233258753442</id><published>2009-05-27T10:02:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:00:44.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesame Street Live!</title><summary type='text'>We won four tickets to see Sesame Street Live in Toronto. The hard part was to decide which four got to go! Everyone wanted to go. (In what planet does an 11, 13 and 16 years old want to see sesame street live?)Here are some pics from the wonderful event.The CN Tower was beside the building that we were at.She is excited, but not quite sure as to why. Most of the characters:Her new t-shirt:Her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1802853233258753442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1802853233258753442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1802853233258753442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1802853233258753442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/sesame-street-live.html' title='Sesame Street Live!'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Sh1S_U1HzBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fm8ZWADzrIE/s72-c/DSC_9090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8952823052172169869</id><published>2009-05-27T09:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:02:24.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite the Bullet</title><summary type='text'>I am going to have to do it. I really don't want someone else to:do my laundry;wash my house; ortake care of my family.(Am i crazy?!?)I need to work full time to support the fam so I need help with my chores. I do not want to relinquish my duties as a mom at home. But I so need the help. Now begins the long process. I first have to make a doctor's appointment, make it around my schedule, take a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8952823052172169869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8952823052172169869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8952823052172169869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8952823052172169869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/bite-bullet.html' title='Bite the Bullet'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-7395575777080295165</id><published>2009-05-15T19:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:03:32.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><summary type='text'>I have 405 friends on Facebook.I have 69 people following me on Twitter.People look at my pics on Flickr.I have people who I talk to on chat programs regularly. I have acquaintances that I take my break with when I am at work.I talk to my neighbours.I have one sister, four brothers, two parents, two grandmas, and in-laws. I have one husband and four children.I used to get invited out, but clubs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7395575777080295165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=7395575777080295165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7395575777080295165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/7395575777080295165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-5437459789611267924</id><published>2009-05-10T17:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:40:50.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life goals'/><title type='text'>Pay it forward...</title><summary type='text'>Soleil Moon Frye with the help of Ashton Kutcher went to Twitter to announce a contest offering free goods to a deserving mom. The event was organized by Soleil who also co-owns the organic children’s store The Little Seed. The blog asked  for women to send in stories about a mom who needed a little extra help this time of year. “We Twittered to everyone in our community and received an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5437459789611267924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=5437459789611267924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5437459789611267924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5437459789611267924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it forward...'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3884822482186497548</id><published>2009-05-09T17:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:50:52.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy Mother's Day?</title><summary type='text'>What is the point of mother's day?My guys never do anything for me. They are all too self centered to think of someone else. At the last  moment I always get "I am sorry" 's and a big hug. Daddy cannot do anything. I remember attempting to make my mom something unique and homemade (from the heart). She still has some of the pictures hanging on her walls! Is it because I am a girl and I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3884822482186497548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3884822482186497548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3884822482186497548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3884822482186497548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy Mother&apos;s Day?'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-133801963174110757</id><published>2009-05-01T17:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:42:34.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Paid For This?</title><summary type='text'>As most of you know hubby has Multiple Sclerosis. He was diagnosed in 1990ish at the age of 19 years old. When we were married hubby had relapsing-remitting ms. The best way to describe this is like stairs. RRMS is characterized by clearly defined attacks followed by complete or partial recovery. This is the most common form of MS. Recently hubby was diagnosed with secondary-progressive . This is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/133801963174110757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=133801963174110757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/133801963174110757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/133801963174110757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-paid-for-this.html' title='I Paid For This?'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-5698850342461784688</id><published>2009-04-25T13:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:33:45.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>16 years and only one broken bone</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was my 16th wedding anniversary. I woke up around six am and was chatting with Steve. I asked him his evening went the night before and if he had any plans during the day. I had plans on taking him out for breakfast at this awesome breakfast restaurant. About 6:30 Steve looked over at me and said "I think Steven broke his arm". I was shocked that nobody said anything the day before, or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5698850342461784688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=5698850342461784688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5698850342461784688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5698850342461784688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/16-years-and-only-one-broken-bone.html' title='16 years and only one broken bone'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Sf4bvuRzbEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SKQMCOL95ss/s72-c/DSC_8829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2313778459523927588</id><published>2009-04-25T11:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:53:36.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>March of DImes</title><summary type='text'>Here is Mike and Heather at the March of DImes.They are my hero!Taken a few moments ago.a2a_linkname=document.title;a2a_linkurl="http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com";</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2313778459523927588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2313778459523927588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2313778459523927588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2313778459523927588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/mike-and-heather-lead-march-for.html' title='March of DImes'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8322186838824936193</id><published>2009-04-24T00:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T13:41:02.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew time flew?</title><summary type='text'>This is us 16 years ago.This is the most recent family picture that we have.Here is to another 16 and 16 and 16!Love you babya2a_linkname=document.title;a2a_linkurl="http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com";</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8322186838824936193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8322186838824936193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8322186838824936193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8322186838824936193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_24.html' title='Who knew time flew?'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SfE9pJPsecI/AAAAAAAAADw/NJHm50ulesE/s72-c/s627400275_294659_7378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-9024174302689534921</id><published>2009-04-20T17:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T13:41:24.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Barbies</title><summary type='text'>




a2a_linkname=document.title;a2a_linkurl="http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com";</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=246165714ee5891d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9024174302689534921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=9024174302689534921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/9024174302689534921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/9024174302689534921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_20.html' title='Flying Barbies'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3056637924391494142</id><published>2009-04-18T17:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:57:31.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A clean house</title><summary type='text'>A clean house is the bain of my existence. My hubby's mom is a neat freak and her house is never ever messy. I guess Steve wants that from me. What a big shock when he got me!I have tried to keep a clean house. I have done a good until the last few years. Working with four kids just doesn't help. It is impossible to work full time, spend time with my family, try to get private time in, cook/make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3056637924391494142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3056637924391494142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3056637924391494142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3056637924391494142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/clean-house.html' title='A clean house'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-4789353129823371544</id><published>2009-04-14T11:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:37:51.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April 13</title><summary type='text'>One day off. I was going to have a quiet day enjoying my family. Spent the morning playing outside with the youngest two and Steve. Took Abby for lots of rides in her 'car'. She loves it. I only wish there was something for her feet to rest on.Steve wanted to get adventurous. He got out the wheelchair and wheeled around for quite a while. He was even being the resident bike mechanic!My neighbour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4789353129823371544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=4789353129823371544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4789353129823371544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4789353129823371544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-13.html' title='April 13'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SeSpurxkKYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FqXvU6gGvYk/s72-c/DSC_8470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-523285373905966831</id><published>2009-04-08T15:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:38:30.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddie</title><summary type='text'>Madeline Alice Spohr Novemeber 11, 2007 - April 7, 2009It pains me to say this, but sweet smiling and beauatiful Maddie has passed away.  Maddie was born prematurely and struggled to live. Unfournately after 17 months little Maddie lost her battle. Heather was doing the March of Dimes coming up April 25th. She had raised almost $3000, and after Maddie passed away she now has over $30,000. There </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/523285373905966831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=523285373905966831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/523285373905966831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/523285373905966831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Maddie'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/Sdz_wNgqRBI/AAAAAAAAACY/SioYBfwzgJc/s72-c/n518896959_2210164_3909259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8980614380832523289</id><published>2009-03-26T16:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:39:05.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby &amp; Daddy</title><summary type='text'>    Abby &amp; Daddy, originally uploaded by stevescurlygirl.a2a_linkname=document.title;a2a_linkurl="http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com";</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8980614380832523289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8980614380832523289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8980614380832523289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8980614380832523289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/abby-daddy.html' title='Abby &amp;amp; Daddy'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8739259305073307194</id><published>2009-03-16T15:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:39:18.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is coming</title><summary type='text'>You can tell Spring is coming.I love the smells at this time of year.The sounds thrill the senses.Abby has been saying 'side, side' all day long. She is loving the freedom to walk around and to play ball. No boots, gloves or snow in her way. I have suddenly had the strong urge to deep clean my house. You can tell that we live in Canada. The weather channel says that it is 9 degrees out and people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8739259305073307194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8739259305073307194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8739259305073307194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8739259305073307194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-is-coming.html' title='Spring is coming'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-4758109368256544316</id><published>2009-03-15T05:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:27:42.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My not so awesome car</title><summary type='text'>While I am saving up money to fix my van, I will be driving Steve's Golf.This interesting car starts with a switch! I feel like a Nascar driver everytime I start the car. The car is also lowered. Sometimes I bottom out on the speed bumps in my complex. I will take a pic soon and post it. It will give you a good laugh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4758109368256544316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=4758109368256544316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4758109368256544316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/4758109368256544316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-not-so-awesome-car.html' title='My not so awesome car'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-395691645133547172</id><published>2009-03-12T12:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:39:32.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amniotic Band Syndrome (ABS)</title><summary type='text'>Amniotic Band Syndrome (ABS) also called Amniotic Constriction Band Syndrome is a set of congenital birth defects believed to be caused by entrapment of fetal parts (usually a limb or digits) in fibrous amniotic bands while in utero.In other words:  Before the baby was born the body part(s) that was affected by ABS (arm, fingers, toes, etc.,) was caught up and entangled in string-like bands.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/395691645133547172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=395691645133547172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/395691645133547172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/395691645133547172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/amniotic-band-syndrome-abs.html' title='Amniotic Band Syndrome (ABS)'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3616606330707795422</id><published>2009-03-06T17:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:06:13.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><summary type='text'>I was having a very bad day the other day.Number one...I knew my van had problems, but was not sure of the extent. Well....I needed new tires on the front of the van (I assumed that because the van swayed while we drove), the bearings on the wheels are toast, and the transmission has a leak. We spent $205 to get the new tires. We took the van to a mechanic to see what it cost to fix the other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3616606330707795422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3616606330707795422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3616606330707795422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3616606330707795422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3673925409712663234</id><published>2009-02-17T13:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:36:47.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the HECK!?!?!</title><summary type='text'>At the age of 13 I was babysitting kids, but never wanted my own at that age. I didn't even fully understand or think about sex yet. What is happening to kids now adays.http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article2233878.ece</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article2233878.ece' title='What the HECK!?!?!'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article2233878.ece' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3673925409712663234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3673925409712663234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3673925409712663234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3673925409712663234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-heck.html' title='What the HECK!?!?!'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8309214509572260175</id><published>2009-02-11T09:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:39:47.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things About Me</title><summary type='text'>1. I will have been married for 16 years in two months. (April)2. I have three boys and had resigned myself to the fact that I wouldn't have a girl, and then got surprised after ten years with a little girl.3. My husband has Multiple Sclerosis. He doesn't go out much or do anything anymore.4. My favourite is one of my friends on facebook.5. I was born in Toronto and lived in Toronto and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8309214509572260175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8309214509572260175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8309214509572260175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8309214509572260175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things-about-me.html' title='25 Things About Me'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2123621189332949767</id><published>2009-01-28T08:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:24:17.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's rocking horse</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2123621189332949767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2123621189332949767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2123621189332949767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2123621189332949767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/abbys-rocking-horse.html' title='Abby&apos;s rocking horse'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SYBcWmYVc2I/AAAAAAAAABw/eEPOv0M1Z34/s72-c/DSC_6604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-2582020432031255419</id><published>2009-01-28T08:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:21:46.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Single income family</title><summary type='text'>I'm not complaining. Far from it. Maybe I want help. Not sure, but I am just venting.Single parent families get a lot of help from local agencies, churches, and government agencies. I was wondering about the families that fall into a gap. Families like mine that get forgotten and fall through the cracks. We are a single working income family. My hubby gets disability, but that does not even pay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2582020432031255419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=2582020432031255419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2582020432031255419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/2582020432031255419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/single-income-family.html' title='Single income family'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-534027261108347932</id><published>2009-01-21T15:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:25:16.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim</title><summary type='text'>I have had a light two weeks at work. It is sooo nice to be home more, but now I am starting to freak out because that means that I will not have a good pay. I am praying for some overtime on Saturday or a shift on Friday or both!!!!Abby still loves her Sesame Street!My brother Tim was here for a couple of days. Everybody here loves him to death and we are all upset that he went home. Isn't he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/534027261108347932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=534027261108347932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/534027261108347932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/534027261108347932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/tim.html' title='Tim'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SXeEJhREDfI/AAAAAAAAABE/a3-aqwbY5dQ/s72-c/DSC_6573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-5510191524998237139</id><published>2008-10-26T14:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:49:43.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5510191524998237139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=5510191524998237139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5510191524998237139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5510191524998237139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-3957515418927998528</id><published>2008-08-13T20:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:54:38.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby girl'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>




</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b9bbf7e1f4e9fc26&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3957515418927998528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=3957515418927998528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3957515418927998528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/3957515418927998528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1891308771212837161</id><published>2008-06-10T16:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:53:45.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Falls</title><summary type='text'>Here are some panographic pics from the trip.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1891308771212837161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1891308771212837161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1891308771212837161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1891308771212837161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/niagara-falls.html' title='Niagara Falls'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SE7ppBDmqNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8Ctc5WqXthc/s72-c/Falls+Pano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-5553965808577488788</id><published>2008-06-05T15:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:35:36.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday June 5, 2008</title><summary type='text'>So, my brother Brian will be getting married on Sunday. He is only 31. The boys have a P.A. day on Friday, so I figured that we would make a weekend of it. So, tomorrow morning, we are making the trek to Niagara Falls, we are going to the American side for shopping, dining, sight seeing, then sleeping in a hotel! What a treat! On Saturday we will do more sight seeing, swimming in hotel pool, then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5553965808577488788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=5553965808577488788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5553965808577488788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/5553965808577488788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/thursday-june-5-2008.html' title='Thursday June 5, 2008'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-1707578862271815700</id><published>2008-05-31T15:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T15:45:15.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><summary type='text'>Today started out raining and lots of thunder and lightening all night, but now it is nice and hot! The weather channel says 23 degrees but it feels a lot hotter than that. Lots of people are wearing their shorts!Steven bought an XBox 360 today.He "borrowed" the money from usand has to pay us back every time he gets paid.I do not like it. I like my Wii.I hate washing dishes. It is time to wash </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1707578862271815700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=1707578862271815700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1707578862271815700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/1707578862271815700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453849443084409933.post-8130499488352875518</id><published>2008-05-30T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:52:10.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First One</title><summary type='text'>This is my first blog. I have nothing to write about at the moment.Maybe I do...my house is a mess and it stresses me out;the tv is on, and kids are listening to music;i missed a new episode of Hannah Montana last week;i hate doing laundry;my allergies suck!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8130499488352875518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4453849443084409933&amp;postID=8130499488352875518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8130499488352875518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4453849443084409933/posts/default/8130499488352875518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stevescurlygirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-one.html' title='First One'/><author><name>stevescurlygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203128118509872300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HW6ICUbPKdg/SECGDAaDuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOHGEkLdZU0/S220/DSC_2084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
