<?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-8569641350490898348</id><updated>2012-02-15T10:17:40.957-05:00</updated><category term='Things I did not do this week'/><category term='d blog day'/><category term='diabetes joke'/><category term='functioning with type 1'/><category term='things kids say'/><category term='insulin pump'/><category term='#DBLOG'/><category term='being thankful'/><category term='givaway; sugar bolus'/><category term='blog award'/><category term='circle of friends'/><category term='funny'/><category term='blue heel society'/><category term='Oprah'/><category term='low carb treat'/><category term='Dr. DeClue'/><category 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ping'/><category term='nickelodeon hotel'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='nablopomo'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='mom forgets diabetes supplies'/><category term='five minutes of fame'/><category term='paper mache bird'/><category term='Justice&apos;s Misbehaving Pancreas. mom of diabetic'/><category term='D-mom blog'/><category term='dentist'/><category term='insulin and surgery'/><category term='littlest heroes project'/><category term='science fair project'/><category term='art through inspiration'/><category term='ninjabetic'/><category term='the great pj giveaway'/><category term='emotional effects of'/><category term='raising a child with type 1'/><title type='text'>My Diabetic Child</title><subtitle type='html'>A mom's journey raising a child with Juvenile Diabetes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Blue... as in Blue Heel Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;February Photo Challenge... day 13&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I admittedly skipped yesterday. To be honest... my closet it a mess and I choose to take a nap rather than clean it for a picture. I hang my head in shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's challenge is "blue". HA! What D-Mama cant come up with something blue??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have had this post planned for some time, but a few things&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(okay, one thing)&lt;/span&gt; had to happen before I could finish it the way I wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WELL, it has happened, so here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today just happens to be the three month anniversary of a fun group dedicated to raising Diabetes&amp;nbsp;awareness. You guessed it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blueheelsociety.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_rsra09="8" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f8kBSb3bdoE/TxyNSxl1-zI/AAAAAAAAABs/IAe9bIRvpl0/s320/blueshoe.jpg" width="313px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think the idea&amp;nbsp;is fantastic... what better excuse does a girl need to buy shoes?? So happy anniversary to them and on with this post for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just so you know... I was wearing blue shoes before I knew blue shoes&amp;nbsp;were so damn cool. Not very often that I'm ahead of the game, ya know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlVaHYiNDuk/Tzm1jXP_haI/AAAAAAAACR4/mQRsE1qkcmo/s1600/IMG_20111203_145213.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlVaHYiNDuk/Tzm1jXP_haI/AAAAAAAACR4/mQRsE1qkcmo/s400/IMG_20111203_145213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;February photo challenge photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Granted they are not the blue shoes you would expect ME to wear, but even I have to throw on the running shoes sometimes and at least they are a damn good color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Having said that... I have been checking out these sassy lil bitches for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="200px" id="il_fi" src="http://www.discountlouboutinssshoe.com/images/Daffodile%20160mm%20Snakeskin%20Blue.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And guess what... they are on the way!!!! Thanks to my awesome husband. Happy Valentines Day to MEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There is&amp;nbsp;nothing like a six inch &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(yes, I said six)&lt;/span&gt; pair of red bottoms to start a conversation and&amp;nbsp;open up opportunity to spread&amp;nbsp;awareness. And there is nothing better than looking damn good while doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, &lt;strike&gt;Hats off&lt;/strike&gt; heels up to the founders of the Blue Heel Society... May we kick some D ass and raise awareness; one conversation at a time ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;**My blue shoes have a meaning behind them. Say something and I will tell you all about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-3734718346988228703?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/3734718346988228703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=3734718346988228703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3734718346988228703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3734718346988228703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/blue-as-in-blue-heel-society.html' title='Blue... as in Blue Heel Society'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-3088261135692819069</id><published>2012-02-11T23:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T23:55:00.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D MOM BLOG'/><title type='text'>Makes Me Happy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February photo challenge day 11....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's challenge: "Makes Me Happy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This one was easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Qi1I875DzAM/Tzc6RHLegoI/AAAAAAAACRg/LlUhk4Xzp48/s640/blogger-image--1002973792.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338px" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Qi1I875DzAM/Tzc6RHLegoI/AAAAAAAACRg/LlUhk4Xzp48/s400/blogger-image--1002973792.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hanging out with these two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The milkshakes weren't bad either &lt;img height="50px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2154/2154283ytokuqnvx0.gif" width="50px" /&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-3088261135692819069?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/3088261135692819069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=3088261135692819069&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3088261135692819069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3088261135692819069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/makes-me-happy.html' title='Makes Me Happy...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-7991505704926673227</id><published>2012-02-11T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T17:00:58.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dmom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D MOM BLOG'/><title type='text'>Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February photo challenge... day 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ten days in and I've already failed the challenge. In my defense, I did take the pictures yesterday... I just never had a chance to post them. As soon as I got home from work yesterday, we packed up and went out for a family date&amp;nbsp;night. We didn't get back until around 10:30pm and I fell asleep on the couch trying to load the photos onto the laptop. Sad I know. And maybe a little old lady-ish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 10's&amp;nbsp;challenge&amp;nbsp;was self portrait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We all know how hard it is to take a photo of yourself. SOOOO I figured I would share a few of the photos that hit the cutting room floor; along with a little comentary, of course, just to make up for the delay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When partaking in the task of self portraits, the first few pics are always a mess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You may almost cut half yourself off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TfOntd7llo/TzbUbJzQwEI/AAAAAAAACPk/G56Cw8s6PC4/s1600/IMG_0084%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TfOntd7llo/TzbUbJzQwEI/AAAAAAAACPk/G56Cw8s6PC4/s320/IMG_0084%5B1%5D" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Make may stupid faces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcng_sdJUB8/TzbVCPObXtI/AAAAAAAACPs/8yAfV9lxvwQ/s1600/IMG_0082%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcng_sdJUB8/TzbVCPObXtI/AAAAAAAACPs/8yAfV9lxvwQ/s320/IMG_0082%255B1%255D" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ma6Mesaws_k/TzbXXPKgKLI/AAAAAAAACQA/v79SRzABXys/s1600/IMG_0088%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ma6Mesaws_k/TzbXXPKgKLI/AAAAAAAACQA/v79SRzABXys/s320/IMG_0088%255B1%255D" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You may even do stupid shit with your hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDYb5_rHvKs/TzbW8dDg16I/AAAAAAAACP4/5B27wt0SO7A/s1600/IMG_0085%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDYb5_rHvKs/TzbW8dDg16I/AAAAAAAACP4/5B27wt0SO7A/s320/IMG_0085%5B1%5D" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You might try to kiss the camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OWxVaGN_aM/TzbYSH-GuTI/AAAAAAAACQU/C6K1f99srII/s1600/IMG_0090%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OWxVaGN_aM/TzbYSH-GuTI/AAAAAAAACQU/C6K1f99srII/s320/IMG_0090%5B1%5D" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;More than once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f0Dh2uStRPs/TzbYKYHgLhI/AAAAAAAACQM/gOTrCuGpl4k/s1600/IMG_0089%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f0Dh2uStRPs/TzbYKYHgLhI/AAAAAAAACQM/gOTrCuGpl4k/s320/IMG_0089%5B1%5D" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So as your driving down the road taking pictures of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(yeah, I know) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you decide that maybe a picture without your glasses would be nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;glasses on??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1F8LVJqj6js/TzbjgYyflLI/AAAAAAAACRU/DU6Jq0A9NEQ/s1600/IMG_0086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1F8LVJqj6js/TzbjgYyflLI/AAAAAAAACRU/DU6Jq0A9NEQ/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or glasses off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lwold6yuIQg/TzbjCVPOiPI/AAAAAAAACQk/trmQApfBsMk/s1600/IMG_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lwold6yuIQg/TzbjCVPOiPI/AAAAAAAACQk/trmQApfBsMk/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Until&amp;nbsp;it hits you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0uDPT4A7lc/TzbjNoktTGI/AAAAAAAACQ0/uQL_kf9-WWM/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0uDPT4A7lc/TzbjNoktTGI/AAAAAAAACQ0/uQL_kf9-WWM/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HOLY SHIT!! NOW I'M DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD TAKING PICTURES OF MYSELF WITH MY GLASSES OFF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So we went with on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JKek-pVItdg/TzbjHY1QyLI/AAAAAAAACQs/V8oHi-pZtHY/s1600/IMG_0098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JKek-pVItdg/TzbjHY1QyLI/AAAAAAAACQs/V8oHi-pZtHY/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February Photo Challenge... day 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's challenge is about the "front door".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5E208iBnRnk/TzSOlHHXWfI/AAAAAAAACKs/pmwMLSJw5sw/s1600/IMG_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5E208iBnRnk/TzSOlHHXWfI/AAAAAAAACKs/pmwMLSJw5sw/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yes, my front door is black&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(I am kinda modern like that).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have been thinking about this post all day. I mean, what can you really say about a door? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We can start with the color...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Usually, black&amp;nbsp;means something bad... like the black hole, death, darkkness... something scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But I know, even with the color we have splashed upon it, when&amp;nbsp;we walk through that door. Everyone is safe and we've made it through another day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1693755133122042596?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1693755133122042596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1693755133122042596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1693755133122042596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1693755133122042596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/front-door.html' title='Front Door...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-7252910586193198808</id><published>2012-02-08T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T22:18:37.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='functioning with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mama&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D MOM BLOG'/><title type='text'>Blindness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February Photo Challenge... day 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's challenge is the "sun".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MtSK7Ki4r6o/TzM2mmnf4DI/AAAAAAAACGI/zeEJhuy4qgs/s1600/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="265px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MtSK7Ki4r6o/TzM2mmnf4DI/AAAAAAAACGI/zeEJhuy4qgs/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Staring at the sun feels a lot like your child being diagnosed with a life long illness - everything goes white. It takes a period of time for you to begin to refocus and even then your vision is weak at best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You squint your eyes, rub them, close them tight; as they water from the burning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The blindness of it all is scary, but eventually we DO start to see again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here's to finding our way out of the blindness.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-7252910586193198808?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/7252910586193198808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=7252910586193198808&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7252910586193198808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7252910586193198808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/blindness.html' title='Blindness...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4200475232233922326</id><published>2012-02-07T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T21:05:55.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='functioning with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='type 1 awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Button...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February Challenge... day 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tadays challenge was tough; either that or my creative juices were all squeezed out. I sat there trying to think of a way to bring life into my photo of a button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is what I came up with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-o7UPRdVGcVw/TzHVUcOoVEI/AAAAAAAACF4/QZ-BexgJl30/s640/blogger-image--1230333133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-o7UPRdVGcVw/TzHVUcOoVEI/AAAAAAAACF4/QZ-BexgJl30/s400/blogger-image--1230333133.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;See that green button? Well, if I accidentally hit that button... I hang up on you... accidentally.&amp;nbsp;:( I will not willingly admit weather or not I have accidentally hit that button... accidentally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Did I mention it would be totally accidental?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No what the hell am I going to do with "Sun"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4200475232233922326?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4200475232233922326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4200475232233922326&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4200475232233922326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4200475232233922326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/button.html' title='Button...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4599997377869323843</id><published>2012-02-06T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T20:43:20.989-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='type 1 awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Dinner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February challenge... day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's challenge is "Dinner"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ps6X4-kptbM/TzB_IJswzPI/AAAAAAAACFs/HymG3x-JdEg/s640/blogger-image--754676242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ps6X4-kptbM/TzB_IJswzPI/AAAAAAAACFs/HymG3x-JdEg/s400/blogger-image--754676242.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;BBQ Pulled Pork, Mac-N-Cheese and my favorite guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Doesn't get much&amp;nbsp;better than that. Except for the part where he actually ate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4599997377869323843?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4599997377869323843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4599997377869323843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4599997377869323843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4599997377869323843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/dinner.html' title='Dinner...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-92061044836519107</id><published>2012-02-05T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T20:48:37.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamburger marys'/><title type='text'>10am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February Photo Challenge... day 5&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's photo challenge simply states "10am". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So what was I doing at 10am this morning? I was driving down the road; heading to &lt;a href="http://hamburgermarys.com/tampa/" target="_blank"&gt;Hamburger Mary's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with about 16 of my co-workers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No worries... nobody got tooo crazy. After all, we DO have to work tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Nk2yuWbKf0M/Ty8vw8hjN8I/AAAAAAAACFY/vBPdUmm3Cvc/s640/blogger-image-552014548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Nk2yuWbKf0M/Ty8vw8hjN8I/AAAAAAAACFY/vBPdUmm3Cvc/s320/blogger-image-552014548.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are not my co-workers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bonus photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tVzwcEzzYAs/Ty8vxCzxEbI/AAAAAAAACFg/w8juG7ylo-A/s640/blogger-image-524858696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tVzwcEzzYAs/Ty8vxCzxEbI/AAAAAAAACFg/w8juG7ylo-A/s400/blogger-image-524858696.jpg" width="334px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have no clue who the blond is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-92061044836519107?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/92061044836519107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=92061044836519107&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/92061044836519107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/92061044836519107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/10am.html' title='10am...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-5226754604618759683</id><published>2012-02-04T23:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T23:16:48.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='functioning with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn diabetes'/><title type='text'>A Stranger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February photo challenge... day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's photo challenge is about "A Stranger".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iIYg-Rny8T8/Ty329BTX5PI/AAAAAAAACFE/XeupOX8yeKA/s640/blogger-image-986297725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iIYg-Rny8T8/Ty329BTX5PI/AAAAAAAACFE/XeupOX8yeKA/s640/blogger-image-986297725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The typical person wouldn't know what I mean by this, but I know a lot of moms who would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We change constant. Every new stage in life molds us into a different version of ourselves. The path to growth is sometimes unpleasant in many ways, but we still know who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Three years, three months and fourteen days ago... The person in that picture became a stranger; not only to me, but to almost everyone that knew her. Eventually she started to mold. She started to get to know the new her. She started to fit in to a new way of life made for the person she was becoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then it happened again... with a new diagnosis, the stranger returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Numb. Scared. Helpless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Unsure how to navigate this new course and wishing for the strength of a person she once knew; she carries on. Pretending to be herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-se2Rm_iGRz0/Ty328_xz7VI/AAAAAAAACE8/_Npqw3juggM/s640/blogger-image--1396163495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-5226754604618759683?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/5226754604618759683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=5226754604618759683&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5226754604618759683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5226754604618759683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/stranger.html' title='A Stranger...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6962321195889641753</id><published>2012-02-03T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T23:58:13.960-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo challenge'/><title type='text'>Hands...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s200/feb+challenge.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February challenge day 3 is all about the hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gr49MIlijc/Tyy5CK-NjvI/AAAAAAAACEw/L0KawsusEhY/s1600/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gr49MIlijc/Tyy5CK-NjvI/AAAAAAAACEw/L0KawsusEhY/s400/IMG_0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Enough said!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6962321195889641753?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6962321195889641753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6962321195889641753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6962321195889641753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6962321195889641753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/hands.html' title='Hands...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-8702112732418763657</id><published>2012-02-02T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:15:57.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epilepsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diabetes'/><title type='text'>February challenge... Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s1600/feb+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s320/feb+challenge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The "fine print" &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(for full details... go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fatmumslim.com.au/2012/01/february-photo-day-kicks-off-tomorrow.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Use the list above as inspiration and take a photo everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -okay, so I already broke the&amp;nbsp;the very first rule on the very first day. I am ashamed, but in my defense... I didn't read the rules before I started&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(typical me)&lt;/span&gt; and it was a last minute join at 5 am this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Share! Wherever you want... FB, The Twit, Blog, where eva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. Check out everyone's pictures. As of today, there are 800 people signed up for the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay, so now that the "fine print" is out of the way...&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's picture challenge is "words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"(see... I CAN follow the rules).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Rather than take a picture, I decided to create one using one of my favorite quotes. I found this quote a little while after I started to "come back to life" so to speak. It made sense to me and I needed to hear that I might still had some strength left in me. I keep this quote in my car and I look at it whenever I pull down my visor.&amp;nbsp;I don't think it will ever get old... it seems as soon as I find my strength, something comes along that pushing me towards giving up again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4qP-70777w8/Tys_sMvDMkI/AAAAAAAACEk/Ty68tQu1nuU/s1600/epilepsy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4qP-70777w8/Tys_sMvDMkI/AAAAAAAACEk/Ty68tQu1nuU/s400/epilepsy.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just gotta keep truckin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-8702112732418763657?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/8702112732418763657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=8702112732418763657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8702112732418763657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8702112732418763657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/february-challenge-day-2.html' title='February challenge... Day 2'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly3O_yVyR9Y/Tysrxkk32NI/AAAAAAAACEU/kgxfn1vFUr0/s72-c/feb+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-2295849516276003672</id><published>2012-02-02T05:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T19:26:03.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Febuary challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexcom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='type 1 awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo challenge'/><title type='text'>February challenge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_138797577"&gt;﻿&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_138797577"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c64/chantellelovell/FatMumSlim/feb2-final2.jpg" style="height: 280px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 280px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fatmumslim.com.au/2012/01/february-photo-day-kicks-off-tomorrow.html" target="_blank"&gt;Click here for more info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fatmumslim.com.au/2012/01/february-photo-day-kicks-off-tomorrow.html?spref=fb&amp;amp;m=1&amp;amp;ref=nf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of my FB friends posted this challenge. I know I am a little late getting started, but I JUST HAPPENED to take a photo yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I call it... "this is what happens when you forget to bolus before dinner #mamafail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKbfhwP2tKw/TyqfEaYyAwI/AAAAAAAACEE/3QuY8nhj_TA/s1600/IMG_0029[1]" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKbfhwP2tKw/TyqfEaYyAwI/AAAAAAAACEE/3QuY8nhj_TA/s320/IMG_0029%5B1%5D" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day ﻿one&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(uhum, on day two)&lt;/span&gt; has to be quick because I need to go to work. I will talk a little more about the challenge when I post today picture tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-2295849516276003672?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/2295849516276003672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=2295849516276003672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/2295849516276003672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/2295849516276003672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/02/february-challenge.html' title='February challenge...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c64/chantellelovell/FatMumSlim/th_feb2-final2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-130920523934816960</id><published>2012-01-27T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:00:16.943-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#5QF'/><title type='text'>Five question Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just found this blog thing. I think I use to visit it on occasion, but its getting hard to remember that far back. Old age maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I cant believe its been almost 2 months since I posted. Things are crazy and I have started many posts about whats happening, but I can't seem to stay awake long enough to finish them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;will, however, try and finish this one... I just LOVE 5QF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Click the pic to learn more about 5QF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. Do you swim in the winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HELL NO!!! I don't start swimming until the sweat is creepin in unmentioned places as I sit by the pool gettin my tan on. Maybe some time in May. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm a sissy, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;2. Do you love or hate winter?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I L.O.V.E the winter. Granted... it is January and we are&amp;nbsp;wearing shorts. But still... I love the winter ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;3. Do you put makeup/actual clothes on when you know you're going to be home all day with just family?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOL!!! Get dressed when I'm hanging around the house? Now&amp;nbsp;THAT'S funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. How old were you when you had your first alcoholic beverage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Will my kids be reading this? Honestly, I don't remember. I looked old enough to get served before I was 21. But I am pretty sure I took a few nips off the bottle when I was in my early teens. I would guess... 14ish. SHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. How many ill calls in a 12 month period do you think are acceptable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I use to say 0 - 2. But that was the old manger me talking before I had a child with an funked up immune system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Don't get me wrong... I still don't condone the caller outers who frequent the hooky playing. I just get it a little more when it comes to the mamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And there you have it... my first post in nearly two months. I hope it was worth the wait &lt;img height="34px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1744/1744350i5aa0lx3no.gif" width="50px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-130920523934816960?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/130920523934816960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=130920523934816960&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/130920523934816960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/130920523934816960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2012/01/five-question-friday.html' title='Five question Friday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-5675571717798863623</id><published>2011-12-04T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:58:53.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epilepsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a1c'/><title type='text'>THE BACK SEAT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am ashamed to admit that Diabetes has taken a back seat to everything else lately. The new job, the house, the epilepsy medication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have allowed Justin to run higher than usual. I have avoided making basal changes because I am to tired to get up and check more. I have allowed a site to stay in past 3 days(gasp!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So you can imagine my stress knowing that our three month report card was scheduled for this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The prior three months were filled with constant lows. Constant "multi check nights" and double the stock in Juicy Juice. Three months ago... his A1C came back at a 6.4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This time around we ran in the mid to upper 100's. Sometimes 200 with the occasional slight chance of a low. I fully expected his A1C to be back in the 7's. I fully expected a hang my head in shame for not doing better. Doing what I could; because to be honest... I turned my head and did nothing. A lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So how in the world did&amp;nbsp;we get a 6.8??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll tell you that it is way less stressful to deal with him being a little higher than the constant lows we were having before. Those are just draining. I think I will try and keep that 6.8 around for a while and continue to focus on those stinky seizure meds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-5675571717798863623?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/5675571717798863623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=5675571717798863623&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5675571717798863623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5675571717798863623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/12/back-seat.html' title='THE BACK SEAT...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1066468395290968056</id><published>2011-11-11T16:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:45:09.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday... 11/11/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/11/five-question-friday-111111.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the photo to check out 5QF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I took a half a day off of work today because the kids are out of school. I am so excited because they wanted to go out and play... meaning I have quiet time to blog. What better day than Friday??? I get to sneak in a little 5QF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. What's the last thing you spent too much money on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Easy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img alt="" height="320px" src="http://i.ebayimg.com/t/NEW-COACH-SOHO-LEATHER-LARGE-LYNN-HOBO-BAG-15075-BLACK-/00/s/MTAyNFg3Njg=/$(KGrHqN,!g8E6Z+HzLiSBOtEb4Lol!~~60_3.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; BUT! In my defense... I love it AND I did buy it at the outlet; so it really could have been worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. What celeb chef would you want to make you dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Paula Dean baby! We all know that if its good... its probably not good for you. Paula's shit it fattening... so that shit MUST be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. Where do you hide things when visitors pop over or do you let them see the real deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have two spots... My room or the garage. I can do the 10 minute tidy like nobodies biz nez. Seriously, I think they should have named it the Lora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. Who is your oldest living family member?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My grandma... she's 85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. What is your favorite DQ treat and/or Sonic drink combo (ie: cherry vanilla dr. pepper)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We don't really go to DQ because its just not convenient. We live right by Sonic though... and if you don't know the answer to this one... you don't know me AT ALL! &lt;br /&gt;Go ahead!!! GUESS!!! What is Lora's favorite Sonic drink combo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1066468395290968056?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1066468395290968056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1066468395290968056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1066468395290968056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1066468395290968056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/11/five-question-friday-111111.html' title='Five Question Friday... 11/11/11'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-2106737362485691991</id><published>2011-11-07T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:22:46.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epilepsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absent Seizures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>I'LL TAKE THE DIABETES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The constant guilt of making the wrong decision is eating at me. I don't know what to do and I want someone to make the decision for me... just to lift SOME of the guilt. SOME of the burden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As you know&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(or maybe you don't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, Justin was dx'd with a form of Epilepsy back in &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/04/not-just-fast-drop-after-all.html"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&amp;lt;-- you can read about it there)&lt;/span&gt;. Seven months later, we are still trying to sort out the &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/update.html"&gt;medication&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&amp;lt;-- you can read&amp;nbsp; a little about&amp;nbsp;that here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In short...the first medication caused stomach pain and vomiting. The second one they wanted him to take I refused. Med number three was working well until we realized that Justin was still having seizures,&amp;nbsp;just not as often.&amp;nbsp;The increase in the meds that were, up to that point, working... proved to have negative effects when increased. Justin started complaining of abdominal pain and his mood... woah! Short tempered and cranky to put it lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last week we decreased the meds and the above mentioned improved. However, we still have that "little issue" of him still having seizures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anthony followed up with Justin's neurologist today and they gave him the new medication that they want&amp;nbsp;Justin to start IN ADDITION TO the decreased dose of the current meds. When I got home this afternoon, I realized that it is the same medication that I refused to give him when the first meds didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This medication scares me. I don't know what to do. I don't know what is best for my son, who already said something about the 7 pills a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(5 in the morning and two at night) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;that he was taking when we increased the dose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He's 10... not 80. 10 year olds should not have to take that much medication in a day and my heart broke when he cried about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can honestly say that as much as I hate what diabetes puts him through... I would take Diabetes over the Epilepsy and all of its horrid medication ANYDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I never thought I would be in a position where I didn't know how to care for him. Where I didn't know what&amp;nbsp;was best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just don't know what to do and I am terrified that I will make the wrong choice. I guess because I am not the one that will suffer because of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hug your little one tight. They are all stronger than they should have to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-2106737362485691991?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/2106737362485691991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=2106737362485691991&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/2106737362485691991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/2106737362485691991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/11/ill-take-diabetes.html' title='I&apos;LL TAKE THE DIABETES...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6250847937084969641</id><published>2011-10-31T01:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T01:06:58.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#5QF'/><title type='text'>KNOCK KNOCK... are you there??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;While I wait for my khaki pants to finish washing&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(so that I can wear the cute new shirt I picked up today)&lt;/span&gt; I figured I would dust off the keyboard and throw in a lil 5QF... just in case anyone missed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/10/five-question-friday-102811.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. Do you prefer cotton, silk, or flannel sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lets talk this out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I live in Florida. Florida and flannel might start with the same letter, but they do not belong together. Talk about sweatin in places you don't wanna sweat... Just sayin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Silk. Um, back to the sweating thing... not only do you sweat, but with silk, you get the pleasure of sticking to it when you do... Just sayin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So I guess that leaves me with cotton. Good old breathable, non stick&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(unless your sun burnt and have aloe on)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;cotton... gotta love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. What time zone are you in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hold on while I google that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Eastern... I am in the eastern time zone ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. What is your favorite part of the holiday season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The day after thanksgiving... I love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wait! Was I suppose to be a little more sentimental with that question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. What is your favorite "wintry" drink? (It doesn't have to be an "alcoholic" drink!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Doesn't "have" to be alcoholic? Or it shouldn't be alcoholic? Cuz there is a diff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anywho... my favorite winery drink is the peppermint mocha at Starbucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HA! Betcha though I was gonna say something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. In your opinion, what is the worst job in the world?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Laundry! That's all I've got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I miss blogging regularly... I hope that things settle down enough soon and I can get back to it... after all, my sanity is found here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6250847937084969641?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6250847937084969641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6250847937084969641&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6250847937084969641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6250847937084969641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/10/knock-knock-are-you-there.html' title='KNOCK KNOCK... are you there??'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-159486036545553918</id><published>2011-10-21T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T07:00:00.471-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diaversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justice&apos;s Misbehaving Pancreas. mom of diabetic'/><title type='text'>Happy D-aversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We interrupt the blog slacking to wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;two&amp;nbsp;awesome&amp;nbsp;boys a very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY D-AVERSARY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Three years strong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you are both true superheroes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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width: 150px;" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. If you had a weekly newspaper column, what would you name it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hmmm, there's several possibilities for this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Shitz Gettin Deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-The Shoe Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Lovely Lora Talks Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Mama Drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have always wanted to do an advice column, like Dear Abby or something... except I could see me being a bit more sarcastic with my advice :]. I can totally understand why no one would give me one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. Who is your mentor/inspiration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;???? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(*cue Jeopardy music) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These serious questions are hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. What is your wake up beverage of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Some days I go for coffee and some days I prefer the diet coke. When I am being good... I am cut off from both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. Would you wear your mom's clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;hehehe! NO! First of all, my mom is about 5'2"&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(with shoes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; and I am pushing 5'7". I think I would look a little funny. We'll just leave it at that ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. When you were a kid, did you put posters on your wall? If so, what were they of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I had my walls PLASTERED! The posters overlapped so you couldn't see any part of the wall. I remember having wall to wall New Kids on the Block posters... especially Donnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(of course I liked the "bad boy"... if you can consider any of the NKOTB "bad boys")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here are a few of the ones I actually remember having...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="267" data-width="189" height="267px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS9fa4-Yl2dcAt0QO5MBo9lR_1d2sz9tpI5m-kR-jd_SGb0-fZt" style="height: 267px; width: 189px;" width="189px" /&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="259" data-width="194" height="259px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQvyegX8pU3SaPdx5zw2_QS8ETt882wl40lJka6Q1aepXTbUDoz" style="height: 259px; width: 194px;" width="194px" /&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="267" data-width="189" height="267px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRbvJmA94Ld8hJri-oePBFhe2nTBYbeWe0OJv4YPWEkXwAb6Zmwfw" style="height: 267px; width: 189px;" width="189px" /&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="205" data-width="245" height="205px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRyKqHWL9zAtRhyRnqBqlMuDKCgx6n73XSCp8Tp7UG9tVDV9TJaDg" style="height: 205px; width: 245px;" width="245px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;However, now that Donnie has receding hair... I prefer his brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Get you some Marky Mark!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="245" data-width="206" height="245px" id="rg_hi" 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style="height: 245px; width: 206px;" width="206px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Lets see what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/09/five-question-friday-double-feature.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; we have from last week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://justicesmisbehavingpancreas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;OMG. If possible I love u even more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course its possible! I AM pretty damn lovable ;0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;When when when are you coming to Vegas?! Bring those shoes and those moves and we are soooo going out!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would love love LOVE to come to Vegas!!! We need a Dmama meet up. What happens in Vegas, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://betabuddies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt; says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I could so picture you and I out dancing together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Meet us in Vegas girl... Lex will show us where all the good "Ho shoe" stores are and we can make part two of that &lt;a href="http://betabuddies.blogspot.com/2011/08/three-for-one.html"&gt;shopping video&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;ah, yeah...you are part of the "bad girls of the DOC" club. I think it is you, me and Lex...DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hmmm! I have always considered myself a good girl. Ya know, former PTA mom and all. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(*snickering)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1334214945476689777?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1334214945476689777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1334214945476689777&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1334214945476689777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1334214945476689777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/09/five-question-friday.html' title='Five Question Friday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-148103856930542082</id><published>2011-09-16T21:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T21:02:33.681-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~Pope John XXIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This week has been filled with many emotions. Excitment for the future, fear of the unknown and worry for my kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today I spent my last day as a part time working mom and&amp;nbsp;on Monday I will begin&amp;nbsp;my new journey, full time.&amp;nbsp;At the end of the day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I was called into the sales room where a huge Edible Arrangment and a card, signed by everyone, awaited me. So sweet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFJiMsJTgHY/TnO98JO3C6I/AAAAAAAACCc/dgt1oe1l2QI/s1600/IMG_20110916_160438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFJiMsJTgHY/TnO98JO3C6I/AAAAAAAACCc/dgt1oe1l2QI/s320/IMG_20110916_160438.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's funny how families form all around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Delicious Party®  Dipped Bananas" class="imgArrThumb" id="imgArrThumb" src="http://www.ediblearrangements.com/Resources/en-us/i/a/t_December001_DPwDB.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was copied from the EA website, but I think this was the one.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then I was given another gift. With it was a card that read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(in part)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rV6tid23Kxg/TnO9xDKjoYI/AAAAAAAACCs/5HyI30GPuGg/s1600/IMG_20110916_160508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rV6tid23Kxg/TnO9xDKjoYI/AAAAAAAACCs/5HyI30GPuGg/s320/IMG_20110916_160508.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Don't question or doubt what lies ahead... it will all work out for your good!!! You have more in you than you realize! On a day where your feeling overwhelmed... theres chocolate, coffee and $ for a new pair of shoes... that should cure the blues!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N14sqDTqJSg/TnO-OPnDhcI/AAAAAAAACCk/wwBxyQWj5g4/s1600/IMG_20110916_160420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N14sqDTqJSg/TnO-OPnDhcI/AAAAAAAACCk/wwBxyQWj5g4/s320/IMG_20110916_160420.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There were tears shed today as I was wished farewell. Many hugs, good lucks, love you's and miss you's were spoken.&amp;nbsp;I felt&amp;nbsp;loved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was a bitter sweet day for sure. I will miss my IPD family, but I will embrace this new adventure...&amp;nbsp;in a kick ass pair of shoes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ta6cjq1rlM/TnO-FFeqBlI/AAAAAAAACCg/w_vE6RQKapY/s1600/IMG_20110916_160430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ta6cjq1rlM/TnO-FFeqBlI/AAAAAAAACCg/w_vE6RQKapY/s320/IMG_20110916_160430.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"This is no day for sensible shoes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As soon as I pull my shit together, I will try to finish up this weeks 5QF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-148103856930542082?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/148103856930542082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=148103856930542082&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/148103856930542082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/148103856930542082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/09/consult-not-your-fears-but-your-hopes.html' title='Saying Goodbye...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFJiMsJTgHY/TnO98JO3C6I/AAAAAAAACCc/dgt1oe1l2QI/s72-c/IMG_20110916_160438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6778797803663948153</id><published>2011-09-12T23:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:10:48.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>12 of 12... September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3b-83T7DIso/Tm7Slr1r-YI/AAAAAAAACCM/amj2vO01Tp8/s1600/Picture2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3b-83T7DIso/Tm7Slr1r-YI/AAAAAAAACCM/amj2vO01Tp8/s320/Picture2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On the 12th day of each month bloggers from all over the world take 12 photos of their day. Though I learned about 12 of 12 courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatsomewouldcalllies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;; the 12 of 12 project was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/runchadrun2/2011/08/12-of-12-year-6-august-2011.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Chad's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; idea, you can go to his website to see the links of all the people who participated this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The most important decision I made this morning... which ones?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rhv3QrT_B94/Tm7NcwFTQ5I/AAAAAAAACB0/YpmKpPUzycQ/s1600/IMG_20110912_073659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rhv3QrT_B94/Tm7NcwFTQ5I/AAAAAAAACB0/YpmKpPUzycQ/s320/IMG_20110912_073659.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course, I got my Brass Monkey on this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23iJtdQ_jlY/Tm7NS9vG_uI/AAAAAAAACBw/8jsfTb0hF94/s1600/IMG_20110912_080322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23iJtdQ_jlY/Tm7NS9vG_uI/AAAAAAAACBw/8jsfTb0hF94/s320/IMG_20110912_080322.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is why you shouldn't run outside. Because mean people, like me, take your pic and post it on their blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qq8QUu19pM/Tm7NGxjq-FI/AAAAAAAACBs/_BrK0kNOs_E/s1600/IMG_20110912_080517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qq8QUu19pM/Tm7NGxjq-FI/AAAAAAAACBs/_BrK0kNOs_E/s320/IMG_20110912_080517.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Look, you can see the building that I will work in for the rest of this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7Wu3Y_HRz4/Tm7TQB2IBuI/AAAAAAAACCQ/qaF9CzLGIpY/s1600/Picture1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7Wu3Y_HRz4/Tm7TQB2IBuI/AAAAAAAACCQ/qaF9CzLGIpY/s1600/Picture1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The stairs!!! And no, I did not take the elevator to 10 and just take the pic... I REALLY climb all those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCX4mlfNnKI/Tm7MkNnXj9I/AAAAAAAACBc/r6K4LE98ePo/s1600/IMG_20110912_100821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCX4mlfNnKI/Tm7MkNnXj9I/AAAAAAAACBc/r6K4LE98ePo/s320/IMG_20110912_100821.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In my shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qlnr_9c6Dmc/Tm7MaUhEVEI/AAAAAAAACBY/PrJieuYds-k/s1600/IMG_20110912_100841.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qlnr_9c6Dmc/Tm7MaUhEVEI/AAAAAAAACBY/PrJieuYds-k/s320/IMG_20110912_100841.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anthony and I decided to check out a store called GFS for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQlaWP4oCfo/Tm7MQesnUOI/AAAAAAAACBU/lS5Zcg1pq3g/s1600/IMG_20110912_161006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQlaWP4oCfo/Tm7MQesnUOI/AAAAAAAACBU/lS5Zcg1pq3g/s320/IMG_20110912_161006.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;They have lots of stuff... including these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fg0aZ2mv_60/Tm7MC8QEoYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/Tga4KhDp5Y8/s1600/IMG_20110912_163149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fg0aZ2mv_60/Tm7MC8QEoYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/Tga4KhDp5Y8/s320/IMG_20110912_163149.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You even get to carry your stuff out in a box!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~right on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOlR22WUoII/Tm7LyhjDAbI/AAAAAAAACBM/mODKlPx5lYo/s1600/IMG_20110912_163758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOlR22WUoII/Tm7LyhjDAbI/AAAAAAAACBM/mODKlPx5lYo/s320/IMG_20110912_163758.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anthony made Buffalo Chicken Wraps for dinner... YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5acQxKFEUm0/Tm7LC7HHrSI/AAAAAAAACBI/2J_2uxzCE6A/s1600/IMG_20110912_181619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5acQxKFEUm0/Tm7LC7HHrSI/AAAAAAAACBI/2J_2uxzCE6A/s320/IMG_20110912_181619.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Don't you keep your pump cartridge in a shot glass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5MDsNwy_YB8/Tm7CkKLpEqI/AAAAAAAACBA/-Tb6PRUDKIg/s1600/IMG_20110912_174525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5MDsNwy_YB8/Tm7CkKLpEqI/AAAAAAAACBA/-Tb6PRUDKIg/s320/IMG_20110912_174525.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is one seriously spoiled dog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VDE6OcI8mNM/Tm7Ndm4BCjI/AAAAAAAACB4/sjtktS68La4/s1600/IMG_20110908_195856-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VDE6OcI8mNM/Tm7Ndm4BCjI/AAAAAAAACB4/sjtktS68La4/s320/IMG_20110908_195856-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy twelfth!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6778797803663948153?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6778797803663948153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6778797803663948153&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6778797803663948153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6778797803663948153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/09/12-of-12-september.html' title='12 of 12... September'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3b-83T7DIso/Tm7Slr1r-YI/AAAAAAAACCM/amj2vO01Tp8/s72-c/Picture2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1205324550649596800</id><published>2011-09-09T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:42:15.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday... DOUBLE FEATURE!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/09/five-question-friday-9911.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the photo to learn more about 5QF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;With all the changes in the air... last week snuck by me. It didn't help that I spent Saturday and Sunday camped out on the couch in a NyQuil induced coma- courtesy of the head cold my husband brought home. THANKS PUMPKIN!!! Monday wasn't much better, but at least I didn't want to die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Needless to say... I tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(really, I did) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;several times to function enough to finish my 5QF post. I didn't make it. HOWEVER, lucky you, that just means that this weeks 5QF becomes a double feature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Say it with me now... "RIGHT ON!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay, never mind... lets get started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;1. Shoes in the house - yay or nay?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's a free for all in my house people. I do not like walking around the house without shoes&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(flip flops)&lt;/span&gt; on. Nor do I have time to change them every time I walk outside or in the garage. So, I guess that would be "yay".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. What do you call them- flip flops, slippers, thongs, etc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dude... they.are.flip.flops! Thongs are underwear that creep up your rear and slippers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="200px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/386/386869jyfagd41yb.gif" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;... for calling them slippers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. What song are you almost embarrassed to admit you know all the lyrics to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can not believe I'm doing this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/NtjdH8guX24/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NtjdH8guX24?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NtjdH8guX24?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. What is the best quality to have in a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img height="305px" id="il_fi" src="http://www.emailvariety.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/snap05.gif" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have to admit... choosing one quality in a friend is tough. I require my friends to posses several qualities or they are just considered acquaintances... not friends. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. Do you know what you want for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I want a lot, but that doesn't mean I'm gettin it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And now for THIS weeks&amp;nbsp;5QF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. What ringtone do you have on your cell phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just have the regular ol' Verizon ring tone for most calls, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ut the one for my house is The Adams Family. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;What is your favorite memory from this summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My favorite memory HAS to be shopping with Leighanna. This is the first year she has not had to wear uniforms and my girl and I hit the mallS on several occasions... just the two of us. SO FUN!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpOJHJyXFFU/TiysxR-ePyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/jzbqHTGB4xg/s1600/IMG_20110724_132809-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpOJHJyXFFU/TiysxR-ePyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/jzbqHTGB4xg/s320/IMG_20110724_132809-1.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. Paper books or ebooks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Paper. If I want to read something electronic... I will read blogs. I need to get caught up anyways ;0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. If you could have one home upgrade what would it be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would add one more room. Bonus room, bedroom or whatever room. When we bought this house, it was just Anthony and I. Two kids later... they have taken over and I need more room. Like for scrap booking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;5. When was your first serious boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Weren't we ALL in love in high school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;His name was Jimmy. We were friends for some time... best friends! We always hung out and "it just wasn't like that". One night, we were talking and he leaned over and kissed me. I was like "Jimm..." and that was that. We started dating when I was in 10th grade and he had already graduated... shhh, my mama didn't know. We were together for more than a year and a half. I was in love! We ended up breaking up because he was tired of my mom giving us a hard time. I hated her for that, of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now for the extras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://betabuddies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;"Since I don't own a pair of Ho shoes (yes, surprising to the DOC, I know...seeing as how I am one of the "BAD GIRLS"), do you wear them while doing said Laundry and toilet scrubbing?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Um, no! Those are&amp;nbsp;both total flip flop occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Now about this "Bad girls" situation?!?!?! I didn't know there was a "bad girls" club. Did you mention this because I am&amp;nbsp;also part of this club... or am I still considered a good girl?&lt;/span&gt; Please feel free to post your opinion below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Reyna also says... "NO, Blue Man Group does NOT count. We want a new answer. Or how about naming your favorite music group?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I listen to just about everything except "death metal". Gives me a head ache.&lt;br /&gt;My ipod has everything from Steve B to Eminem&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(along with the above mentioned Beastie Boys) &lt;/span&gt;and my music choice for the day usually reflects my mood. Some days its a country cry fest and some days its booty music... just depends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laughingatdiabetes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sky0138&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&amp;lt;--- not her real name) &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;asks...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Are you a Halloween lovin girl? And if so, what would be your all-time favorite costume to wear? lol...i'm sensing something with stripper shoes will be involved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like Halloween... for "some" reason, I always end up being a witch&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(???)&lt;/span&gt;. Not sure what that's about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To change it up a bit,&amp;nbsp;maybe this year I will go with something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="263" data-width="192" height="263px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQiIk5b8LIGy5Ya3M0Watl0mgXQBf3wk6W3Q_oDwcxmZxJi1OTD" style="height: 263px; width: 192px;" width="192px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'll need some of these to go with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="225" data-width="225" height="225px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQPfhFon8CQNsL8pZvmkLxHPHIiB22h5YW8o0HXWmE-4hHilDN2Ng" style="height: 225px; width: 225px;" width="225px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://oursugarbabie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; asks... &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;"do you go commando while wearing the "ho shoes"?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shits getting deep!!! &lt;br /&gt;No really. I've tried that... no.can.do. &lt;br /&gt;I heart my ---&amp;gt; &lt;img height="17px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1317/1317993hwbxmi91g4.gif" width="31px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wecaralot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Blue Man group "can be considered a musical group"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks Nic... I knew there was a reason I loved you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theprincessandthepump.com/"&gt;Hallie&lt;/a&gt; asks... &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;So what exactly is the Mayo supposed to DO to your hair??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It makes your hair shiny and soft... I need me a mayo treatment right about now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://three30three.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;"Soooooo . . . . has your mind blinked on, yet? Musical groups; uhm Blue Man Group? C'mon. Any lady who has pink glittered stripper shoes MUST have a favorite better than that ;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You and Reyna need to take this up with Nicole... she said they DO count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, okay... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt; Pink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also love Rascal Flats, Eminem and Willie Nelson. Apparently my ADHD kicks in when it comes to choosing music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think that's it for this week. What else would you like to know? I dare ya to ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1205324550649596800?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1205324550649596800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1205324550649596800&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1205324550649596800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1205324550649596800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/09/five-question-friday-double-feature.html' title='Five Question Friday... DOUBLE FEATURE!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpOJHJyXFFU/TiysxR-ePyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/jzbqHTGB4xg/s72-c/IMG_20110724_132809-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-8294250827743252152</id><published>2011-09-07T23:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:09:24.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going back to work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn diabetes'/><title type='text'>THE CHANGE OF SEASONS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"You can not change the circumstances, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;the seasons or the wind"...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As I drove Justin to school this morning it hit me... I can not be that mom anymore. The mom I was watching, happily walking her child to class. The mom chit-chatting with the other moms as their kids run ahead swinging their lunchbox back and forth. The mom I have been for so long and the mom I wish I was still able to be... just a little longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Last night I accepted a full time position. This path has been a long time coming, the financial hit we took during the down&amp;nbsp;turn in the economy a few years ago and the high cost medical expenses we face each month has lead me to where I am today. I know I am not alone in this struggle. Many&amp;nbsp;D-Mamas I hold closest to my heart,&amp;nbsp;face the same challenges I do.&amp;nbsp;Choosing between&amp;nbsp;filling a prescription and paying a bill is a&amp;nbsp;hard hard pill to swallow for anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*Just to clarify: I do already work... two jobs, both part time and both super flexible. Kids get sick, bg's are high... I stay home/leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay, back to post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The quiet ride to work today felt longer than usual. I hate riding in the car alone; it gives me to much time to think. The car can be a lonely place&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(does that even make sense?)&lt;/span&gt;. I cried the whole way. I cried out of fear of the unknown, out of guilt for leaving my kids and&amp;nbsp;out of anger for not having the option of another choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Walking into work today didn't prove to be much easier. I had the daunting task of telling my favorite cousin that I was leaving. I don't know if it was reality sinking further and further into the orbs of my mind or if I really just didn't want to&amp;nbsp;give her my notice, but the crying continued. I'm such a baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This afternoon we had to stop and talk with my Mother-in-law. We are going to need help. Emergency at school help, help during some morning getting Justin on the bus, some afternoons getting him off or help picking him up on time from wherever we decide to take him. With D in the mix, I just don't feel comfortable with him coming home on his own. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Please don't mistake the above as being ungrateful for the opportunity that I have. I have been offered a great job with great pay and even the possibility of working from home after ten months. All of the searching for a full time job&amp;nbsp;has led me to one that I think will be great in the long term. I truly believe that GOD has his hand in the path that I have been walking down and has presented me with this opportunity at the right time and at the right place. I know in my heart that it will be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Only, okay doesn't make it easier. I have been home for a long time. I&amp;nbsp;was blessed to have had that opportunity. Even when I started working two years ago... I was home when my kids got out of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is going to be a big adjustment for all of us. Decisions on what to do about Justin need to be made - my kids have never been in a daycare. The nurse and teachers need to be talked to,&amp;nbsp;communication will be transferred to Anthony&amp;nbsp;for the time being. I am not sure how to hand over control. Maybe the adjustment I will be making will be the hardest of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-8294250827743252152?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/8294250827743252152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=8294250827743252152&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8294250827743252152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8294250827743252152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/09/change-of-seasons.html' title='THE CHANGE OF SEASONS...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4392657216083136188</id><published>2011-09-02T22:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:25:32.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the mouth of yours truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>From of the Mouth of Yours Truly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5mOjs-GQ-8/TOMTh05Gw-I/AAAAAAAABmo/z3h5cq8uAso/s1600/from+th+mouth.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5mOjs-GQ-8/TOMTh05Gw-I/AAAAAAAABmo/z3h5cq8uAso/s320/from+th+mouth.gif" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welcome to another round of "From the Mouth of Yours Truly". Here is a short little list of the things I may or may not have said lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I don't think I know how to do 35mph?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Who's driving this bucket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-It's easy to appear like your being a smart ass when your dealing with a dumb ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ou call it Gray Hair... I call it "Stress Highlights"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Why is it when something goes wrong&amp;nbsp;you all&amp;nbsp;automatically look at me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I can be the girl next door, or the bitch up the street... which one do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Suck it up Princess, this ain't your castle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Go right ahead and piss me off,&amp;nbsp;but remember, what comes out of my mouth is your own fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I can go from Halo to&amp;nbsp;Horns in 2.6 seconds..maybe less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I'm kinda like that annoying itch you just can't scratch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-The biggest mistake you can make is to under estimate my intelligence and tenacity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I'm not saying your dumb, but if we put your brain in a peanut shell, it would rattle like a BB in a boxcar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Sorry, don't believe I came equipped with a filter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Think that's about it... whats come out of your mouth lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4392657216083136188?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4392657216083136188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4392657216083136188&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4392657216083136188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4392657216083136188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/09/out-of-mouth-of-yours-truly.html' title='From of the Mouth of Yours Truly...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5mOjs-GQ-8/TOMTh05Gw-I/AAAAAAAABmo/z3h5cq8uAso/s72-c/from+th+mouth.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4438182856743602637</id><published>2011-08-28T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:32:44.436-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the mouth of yours truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To learn more about 5QF go &lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/08/five-question-friday-82611.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WOAH! I haven't posted since last weeks 5QF. What's that about?? I even have a half way decent &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2010/09/from-mouth-of-yours-truly.html"&gt;"From the Mouth of Yours Truly"&lt;/a&gt; sittin in the drafts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Someones a s.l.a.c.k.e.r!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Actually, I have a toothache that is kicking my a$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&amp;lt;---for Meri). &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think my wisdom tooth&lt;/span&gt;(that good ol' Dr. S said I had room for) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;is trying to&amp;nbsp;squeeze it's way into its rightful place. DUDE! It huuurts to talk. SERIOUSLY! My family doesn't know what to do without my usual smarty pant ways around here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Do you think&amp;nbsp;this is&amp;nbsp;payback for all the crap that comes out of my mouth?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anywho... I guess I should get started before 5QF ends up being posted on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm not really sure how I am going to dirty up this 5QF with stripper shoes, Ho-creases or even poop, the questions are pretty clean, but I will give it a go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;1. Did you make any fun purchases this week?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I got some new shoes! Black ones!! Not super stripper high, but cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. If you could go to any musical concert, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My mind just blanked. Does Blue Man Group count as musical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. What is your least fav/ most fav house chore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The dreaded L.A.U.N.D.R.Y!!!!! I can't stand it... I would rather scrub the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. Would you prefer new appliances or clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'll take a new pair of Miss Me jeans and some kick &lt;strike&gt;ass&lt;/strike&gt; a$$ stripper&amp;nbsp;shoes please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. Miracle Whip or Mayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Neither, unless I am slathering it in my hair, and then I'll take the mayo. Actually, I'm due for a good ol' stanky mayo hair treatment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You should see me with my head all goopy with mayo and wrapped in Saran Wrap... it's HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now lets see what we have for the extras...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Speaking of slackers... are you guys running out of questions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deathofapancreas.com/"&gt;Joanne&lt;/a&gt; asks... &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I have a tendency to hold grudges... how 'bout you??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Grudge" may not be a strong enough word for what I hold. I can be spiteful... seriously spiteful!! I can refuse to speak to the hubby for days; drives him nuts and I LOVE IT! Don't mess with the queen bitch people. Just sayin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://type1trip.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diane&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://oursugarbabie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; stopped by to show some luv... be sure to stop by&amp;nbsp;their blogs to do the same &lt;img height="12px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/440/440576q8wrax7se2.gif" width="13px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unapologeticdiabetic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt; was a little unsure about my choice in swimsuits. I am all for whatever keeps the sand out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/3036/3036216i7maelamib.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theethanandisaacshow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'm thinking Mabel just isn't a go for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, what is?? I need an alter to to blame some of this craziness on... a "Flo", a "Mabel" or even a "Cybil". How about "Lucy"?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://laughingatdiabetes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Sky0138&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://justicesmisbehavingpancreas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lexi&lt;/a&gt;, my twin. I am SO glad that I can be your entertainment! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.houstonwehaveaproblemblog.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;???? I left you a special surprise on last weeks &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/five-question-friday-only-not-on-friday.html"&gt;5QF&lt;/a&gt; and you didn't stop by... what was that I was saying about holding grudges?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just a little extra from &lt;a href="http://betabuddies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;You've gotta love a girl who will shop for "ho shoes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(with her kids) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;for you and even video the journey. LOVE YA GIRL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/2CLCHDXDGtQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CLCHDXDGtQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CLCHDXDGtQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Looking forward to next weeks 5QF... I hope I have lots of questions to keep me busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*she throws a "subtle" hint* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4438182856743602637?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4438182856743602637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4438182856743602637&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4438182856743602637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4438182856743602637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/five-question-friday_28.html' title='Five Question Friday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4297757246723787890</id><published>2011-08-20T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T16:16:29.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday... only not on Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5QF is back from hiatus... WAHOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If you don't know what 5QF is... where the heck have you been? Noo, I'm kidding, just go&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/08/five-question-friday-81811.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lets get er done!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;1. Do you close the bathroom door when you are home alone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Holy shit!!&amp;nbsp;There are&amp;nbsp;doors? Is that how you keep the little people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(and the nosey dog) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;out while you use the "facilities"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;2. You have to walk around with a word on your forehead. That word describes you. One word. What is it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This one took me a while. My first thought was spunky, but really I am much more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Multifaceted"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Bet ya didn't know I could use big words, did ya?!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Definition: Versatile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am spunky, but only after you get to know me. In the beginning I am quiet, I take it all in, I "read" you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can be the fun, crazy, spunky friend. I can be the sarcastic pain in the a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;. I can clean up and become the serious professional&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(No really, don't laugh)&lt;/span&gt;. I can turn into Mama Bear and rip you a new one. I can impress your mama, but be the first one in the pool with you, fully dressed, after a few... er, lemonades ;).&amp;nbsp;I can listen to all your worries and not say a word or I can give you advice and find a way to make you smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Whatever the situation calls for... I can adapt. I am versatile. Multifaceted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;What word would&amp;nbsp;YOU use to describe me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;3. What store do you refuse to shop at and why?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Don't gasp, but for a long time I refused to shop at Target. It was a long story, but I stayed out of Target for almost 2 1/2 years. Eventually, a friend made me go back, but I still refused to buy anything. Eventually, I got over it; even though I will NEVER buy another movie there. EVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;4. If you participated in arranged marriages for your child(ren), who would you choose for your child(ren)?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tough one. I honestly don't know. I have a hard time thinking in that way because I am all about "testing out the koolaid" before hand. Meaning... find the bitterness and be sure you can deal with it before you run off with the whole glass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Did that make sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;5. If you could pick how and when you would die, would you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wouldn't want to pick when. I&amp;nbsp;don't think I would&amp;nbsp;want to know. However, if I could go peacefully in my sleep... that would be great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now for the extras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Because of last weeks 5QF hiatus... there were two opportunities to ask questions. You can check them out &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/five-question-friday.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/i-know-its-friday-and-you-were-all.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726979027850619807"&gt;Denise&lt;/a&gt; asks &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"If you could change your name, would you and what would it be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's an interesting question. I would consider changing my name, but I don't know&amp;nbsp;what I would want. Definitely something longer... Lora is so short. No more than 8 letters though, because then engraving becomes difficult&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(I know because of Leighanna).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Reyna named my alter for me... you know the one who cusses on my blog. Her name is Mabel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQvzOS9Ok-UR_bt7JHw8tzpd-ToIXYUmVj6T_dUKLf9o2RAV0OYNw" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="169px" id="il_fi" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQvzOS9Ok-UR_bt7JHw8tzpd-ToIXYUmVj6T_dUKLf9o2RAV0OYNw" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 30px; padding-top: 8px;" width="89px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found this when I Googled "Mabel clip art" &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What do you think? Do I look like a Lora? If not, what name would fit me better?&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Denise also asks &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"you really had to ponder a stop a Starbucks?!?! you totally just knocked yourself down a couple of notches in my eyes!! ;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It didn't take much thinking Denise. Really! But here's the thing. I had to get off the "juice"&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(i.e. coffee and coke) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;because I am on a diet. And I am actually doing good. It was actually a celebration coffee. I still have more to go, and I totally miss my White Chocolate Mocha, but I also want to fit into my pants. Decitions-Decitions!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671634676455946839"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt; asks &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"while your pool side margarita or daiquiri? Very important. ;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can float both ways... multifaceted, remember?!? But I prefer a good daiquiri. Are you planning on stocking up so I can visit?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278430665049354027"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; says &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Oh and today Nate poooooped outside too. Betcha can't find clip art for that."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, I couldn't find anything animated, but I did find this... &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="259" data-width="194" height="259px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcStHEuJK_cz1CM8Mf8iLFJYq21Z7nsAipsd7NYRmOWeJT1WOr41sQ" style="height: 259px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 194px;" width="194px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kinda looks like Nate?!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And since things are a little backwards at your house, maybe you can teach the dog to help out...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="168" data-width="221" height="168px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRE66mW_tICyZLatG4p1HpU_B2bqcOC9rPUpG3I0wv-ja0ozxuD" style="height: 168px; width: 221px;" width="221px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;By the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="126px" id="il_fi" src="http://static.ragamuffinsoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/DogPoopILOVEU.img_assist_custom.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, this is kinda gross!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826248976364694184"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; says &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Um, who in their right mind wouldn't want to be slightly underweight? Is that a trick question?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I dunno! I was wondering if that was a trick question too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Just where does the sand get? Can you find a life clip art for that one?!?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Amy, Amy, Amy... where DOESN'T that sand get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My eyes... yeah, my eyes... that's where it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BTW: I just learned that you SHOULD NOT Google image&amp;nbsp;"sand in uncomfortable places" with your son sitting next to you. OOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am not sure if I should actually post this... but since they claim its "the cure"... what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(If you offend easily, you probably don't read my blog, but just in case... close your eyes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="288px" id="il_fi" src="http://www.ratemymotivational.com/motivationals/13806-SAND_IN_UNCOMFORTABLE_PLACES-Our_best_scientists_have_nearly_discovered_a_cure.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Google has pictures for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Amy also asked... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"What was Sissy doing up at the butt crack of dawn to play Wii??? Is she crazy like you? Wait. Um, yes . . . she tried on those shoes ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She wasn't up until almost 7&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(still early)&lt;/span&gt;. I was just completely ready for work and sitting around until it was time to leave at that point. She jumped on the Wii before Justin had a chance to wake up and wreak havoc on the world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07233907890324278905"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; says &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"I can't believe in Florida they make stripper shoes for children...what is that state coming too?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What can I say... they train them young here in the states!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14427194815718847589"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"maybe she should wait a couple of years before breaking in the stripper shoes".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I totally, agree... no stripper shoes until she's at least 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05586345335424142815"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hmmm... I can see the headline now: "Mother Forces Daughter to Choose Her Own Stripper Shoes at Young Age". LOL! Could she even walk in those things?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She didn't try both of those on, but she probably can... sadly, she can walk in most of my shoes. Oh, those proud mama moments!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Saturday everyone!!! 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There is no escaping it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What I wouldn't give to go back to the days when folders and post it notes topped my list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;For us, school starts next Tuesday. Justin is at the top of his game as the big 5th grader and Leighanna is the newbie heading off to her first year of middle school. The excitement and nerves are starting to seep their way into our house as the countdown kicks in to overdrive.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;At the end of last year I sat down with the Principal. There were several&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(3)&lt;/span&gt; fifth grade teachers taking time off because they were having babies of their own. Flip flopping teachers part way through the year or having a sub for the year was not a good plan on MANY levels... even beyond D. It was agreed that Justin would not have one of the pregos or a "new to the school" teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So when I got my paperwork last Saturday, you can imagine my stress when I didn't recognise the name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He was in the room I was hoping for, but the teacher was new. FLIPPIN OUT MAMA ALERT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I couldn't believe it... I ASKED her not to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Long story short though... it wasn't planned. The original teacher decided last minute to take a year off. Placement was already done and to be honest... not sure what other teacher I would want him to have anyways. So... we going with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When I called on Monday I asked that they leave her&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Mrs. B)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;a message to contact me. I needed to schedule a time before school started to meet with her about Justin, all his gadgets and what to look for/do when it comes to the diabetes. We have a meeting set for Monday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tonight was open house. Justin and I went in to meet his new teachers and visit the old ones. Mrs, B seemed really nice. I introduced myself and she automatically asked where Justin was... didn't even pause to recall his name. Beautiful... she's on the ball :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As I made the rounds... AGP, Nurse, Speech... I hear nothing but good things. Mrs. B has already been down to the office to look into a care plan, she visited speech because he will be going there. Let's just say Mrs. B has checked up on the situation. That either makes her AWESOME or SCARED AS HELL!!! I'm going with AWESOME! Anyone who is already trying to find out the details and wants to have her "stuff" together beforehand is just that in my book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So I'm feeling good about it... going to be an awesome year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just to throw a little open house drama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When we left for open house at 4:50pm- Justin was 160. I didn't correct knowing we would running around class to class... I didn't want to worry about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;At 5:45 I see him pulling his meter out of his pocket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;38... THIRTY FREAKING EIGHT!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I swear he walks into that building and his bg takes a nose dive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What the shit?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*Shrugging shoulders and rolling eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now onto updating paperwork... fun times of a D-Mama!! Right on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wishing everyone a wonderful school year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6429373208501696156?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6429373208501696156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6429373208501696156&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6429373208501696156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6429373208501696156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/feeling-good-about-it.html' title='Feeling good about it...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-8719401833976007145</id><published>2011-08-12T22:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T22:50:59.677-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 of 12'/><title type='text'>12 of 12...August</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know it's Friday and you were all expecting Fi&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/"&gt;ve Question Friday&lt;/a&gt;... BUT 5QF is on hiatus this week because of Mama M's vacation. I am totally bummed, but I will answer all of last weeks questions next Friday... along with any new ones you want to throw at me. So get crackin with the questions...I.am.ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GOOD NEWS is that today is the 12th anyways; which means I get to post my 12 of 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On the 12th day of each month bloggers from all over the world take 12 photos of their day. Though I learned about 12 of 12 courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatsomewouldcalllies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;; the 12 of 12 project was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/runchadrun2/2011/08/12-of-12-year-6-august-2011.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chad's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; idea, you can go to his website to see the links of all the people who participated this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have had a hard time sleeping this week. There have been a few nights that I just can't fall asleep after I wake up... last night was one of them. My alarm went off at 4:30am to check Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(we had pasta so it totally my fault I had to get BACK UP at that time). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I gave him another small correction due to my total pasta bolus fail and laid back down. And I laid there... and laid there... and laid there. UGH! Finally at 5:15 I just got up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Because I was up so early... I had plenty of time to sit and watch sissy rock out to some Wii Cheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwnYZ5_G9Z4/TkXZm-nd-8I/AAAAAAAACAY/xSFHnK_P6Q4/s1600/IMG_20110812_071553-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwnYZ5_G9Z4/TkXZm-nd-8I/AAAAAAAACAY/xSFHnK_P6Q4/s320/IMG_20110812_071553-1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I also had plenty of time to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;To Oakley... mom sitting = play time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KJszcEvf7A/TkXZ3R_7jZI/AAAAAAAACAc/xxdEfLyOXAo/s1600/IMG_20110812_071849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KJszcEvf7A/TkXZ3R_7jZI/AAAAAAAACAc/xxdEfLyOXAo/s320/IMG_20110812_071849.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When I got on the road... I pondered at a red light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Should I or shouldn't I".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I SHOULD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNcCGjmzR78/TkXZkWC6jyI/AAAAAAAACAQ/3UgPZ-ynKKo/s1600/IMG_20110812_080815-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNcCGjmzR78/TkXZkWC6jyI/AAAAAAAACAQ/3UgPZ-ynKKo/s320/IMG_20110812_080815-1.jpg" width="224px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Stop and get a Starbucks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-newjmUvmV_A/TkXZlZcZT9I/AAAAAAAACAU/UHLCa-7J2Fs/s1600/IMG_20110812_080449-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-newjmUvmV_A/TkXZlZcZT9I/AAAAAAAACAU/UHLCa-7J2Fs/s320/IMG_20110812_080449-1.jpg" width="284px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;With my White Chocolate Mocha in hand... I headed off to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here is the view from my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbU9JTu0BrI/TkXZidVqD_I/AAAAAAAACAM/n-M_TU9fG7Y/s1600/IMG_20110812_121715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbU9JTu0BrI/TkXZidVqD_I/AAAAAAAACAM/n-M_TU9fG7Y/s320/IMG_20110812_121715.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is what I find when I get home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I guess we don't know how to throw stuff away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSvQ71PJfmU/TkXZUpoBHaI/AAAAAAAACAI/tBWdKNwsY8E/s1600/IMG_20110812_170035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSvQ71PJfmU/TkXZUpoBHaI/AAAAAAAACAI/tBWdKNwsY8E/s320/IMG_20110812_170035.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe because someone is to busy playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FPrKXJXhmE/TkXW2E-CfdI/AAAAAAAAB_k/DQWUDdzS0Gk/s1600/IMG_20110812_213809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FPrKXJXhmE/TkXW2E-CfdI/AAAAAAAAB_k/DQWUDdzS0Gk/s320/IMG_20110812_213809.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On my to do list is school supplies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so sissy and I head out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQsa8PyuIvc/TkXY7QzovvI/AAAAAAAACAA/pwnPanLizK0/s1600/IMG_20110812_174456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQsa8PyuIvc/TkXY7QzovvI/AAAAAAAACAA/pwnPanLizK0/s320/IMG_20110812_174456.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1l3X2Pm4NJs/TkXYjWt6RpI/AAAAAAAAB_8/nvRK9stIOj4/s1600/IMG_20110812_174536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1l3X2Pm4NJs/TkXYjWt6RpI/AAAAAAAAB_8/nvRK9stIOj4/s320/IMG_20110812_174536.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;First we stopped at a shoe store and lookie what we found... stripper"ish" shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;EXCEPT!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSupApsskZ0/TkXXnFPVeXI/AAAAAAAAB_0/iRf2vi-jjAQ/s1600/IMG_20110812_185909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSupApsskZ0/TkXXnFPVeXI/AAAAAAAAB_0/iRf2vi-jjAQ/s320/IMG_20110812_185909.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THAT'S NOT ME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TmAd9Th3wCY/TkXYHWGeNMI/AAAAAAAAB_4/yNVqQelCq5w/s1600/IMG_20110812_185847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TmAd9Th3wCY/TkXYHWGeNMI/AAAAAAAAB_4/yNVqQelCq5w/s320/IMG_20110812_185847.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Guess that apple doesn't fall to far from the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Unfortunately, the rain was headed our way and our trip was cut short because we needed to get the topless jeep safely into the garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzuvYeeiY2U/TkXXDmA76dI/AAAAAAAAB_o/K06Pg8xuwm8/s1600/IMG_20110812_213656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzuvYeeiY2U/TkXXDmA76dI/AAAAAAAAB_o/K06Pg8xuwm8/s320/IMG_20110812_213656.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We made it! The Jeep is all safe and snug in the garage... AND Leighanna and I are still dry. Holla!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-8719401833976007145?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/8719401833976007145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=8719401833976007145&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8719401833976007145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8719401833976007145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/i-know-its-friday-and-you-were-all.html' title='12 of 12...August'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwnYZ5_G9Z4/TkXZm-nd-8I/AAAAAAAACAY/xSFHnK_P6Q4/s72-c/IMG_20110812_071553-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-5683428868272918350</id><published>2011-08-08T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:02:49.383-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='functioning with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='type 1 awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>I Lie Everyday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I realize that I am not participating in NaBloPoMo this month, but that doesn't mean that I can't "borrow" a prompt right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I accidentally hit&amp;nbsp;the saved prompt button on my favorites bar and today's &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/page/prompts-1"&gt;NaBloPoMo prompt&lt;/a&gt; caught my eye. "Do you always tell the truth?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course the first thought in my head was YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But then I thought about it... I lie everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I lie when I force a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I lie when I say "I'm fine".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I lie when I act as if an out of range number doesn't bother me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I lie when fight back the tears while I watch a low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I lie when I ignore my breaking heart during a seizure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So if you ask me if I always tell the truth... No, I don't. I lie everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Do you always tell the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-5683428868272918350?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/5683428868272918350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=5683428868272918350&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5683428868272918350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5683428868272918350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/i-lie-everyday.html' title='I Lie Everyday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-2041485099033959207</id><published>2011-08-05T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:41:18.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To learn more about 5QF go &lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/08/thursday-night-5qf-sneak-peek.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. Do you have siblings and are you close with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Do you really think its wise to try and recreate perfection?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAHA!! I'm just kidding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's more like...&amp;nbsp;would it be good to have another being even remotely like me?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;For Serious!!! When they say "she broke the mold"... they were talking about this chick right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's bad enough they allowed me to have offspring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. Would you rather be slightly UNDER weight or slightly OVER weight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Under! But maybe that's because I never have been and&amp;nbsp;I would like to know&amp;nbsp;how it&amp;nbsp;feels like to skinny dip rather than chunky dunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. What's your favorite State Fair food to splurge on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Two words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ELEPHANT EARS!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(and this would be the problem with&amp;nbsp;question two!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. What are your thoughts on your kid(s) going to school in a few weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Can they start tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. Pool or Ocean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I like to sit by the ocean and swim in the pool because every time I swim in the ocean &lt;strike&gt;I get sand in the&lt;/strike&gt;... &lt;strike&gt;I get sand in my&lt;/strike&gt;...&amp;nbsp;I get sandy. It's not pleasant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And lets take a look at what the "extras" from last week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278430665049354027"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; asks... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Will you take my children?&lt;/span&gt; Absolutely!! Super Nate can pee in my back yard anytime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="200px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/899/899657vzxc5lv7h8.gif" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think he's just trying to conserve water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671634676455946839"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Vegas better get ready for us&lt;/span&gt;!" I'm not so sure Vegas can handle us... but I wanna come anyways :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uh%20oh,%20am%20i%20insulting%20%22strippers%22%20by%20calling%20them%20%22hos%22/? I most certainly did not mean to call you a &amp;quot;Ho&amp;quot;. Although, I do think we all would pimp ourselves out for a working Pancreas don't you?!"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt; asks... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Am I insulting "strippers" by calling them "Hos? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I most certainly did not mean to call you a "Ho".&lt;/span&gt; You are probably one of the very few people in the world that could get away with calling me a "Ho" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: cyan;"&gt;Although, I do think we all would pimp ourselves out for a working Pancreas don't you?!&lt;/span&gt; Good point! Would that make us "Ho-creases" or Pancre-ho's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05586345335424142815"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;How about a vow renewal while wearing your ho shoes? A little reception where the dress code isn't black tie, but it does include ho shoes? C'mon, you know you want to...&lt;/span&gt; That would only make it so I couldn't run fast. Not sure how I feel about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08350974950751807282"&gt;Un-Apologetic Diabetic&lt;/a&gt; says... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"my boys won't even handle the spider smushing around here"&lt;/span&gt; OH! Trade them in girl... trade.them.in!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726979027850619807"&gt;Denise&lt;/a&gt; asks... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Where would you run...and for how long?&lt;/span&gt; That's a good question! I would go visit all my favorite D-friends &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;lt;----&lt;/span&gt; Awe look! She can be sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1006/1006014md59pu2ka2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1006/1006014md59pu2ka2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thank you to everyone else for the sweet comments. I love you guys too. Keep the extra questions coming... I love those the most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So what else would you like to know?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-2041485099033959207?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/2041485099033959207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=2041485099033959207&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/2041485099033959207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/2041485099033959207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/08/five-question-friday.html' title='Five Question Friday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4789249541128010608</id><published>2011-07-31T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:18:28.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Last Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I DID IT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today is the last day of NaBloPoMo in July. I am so glad it's over :) AND guess what?!? I am so NOT posting tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will not be sitting here at 11:00 at night pondering what in the world I am going to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOPE! Not going to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A couple good things did come out of this month of craziness. Such as... &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-sunday-edition.html"&gt;Five Question Friday&lt;/a&gt; has found its way to MDC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(My Diabetic Child) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and I think its fun so I might keep it around for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thank you to those who have stuck it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Amy, you did awesome and rose to the challenge&amp;nbsp;with the commenting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As for me... I'm going to get some sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s200/nablopomo.jpg" t$="true" width="183px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4789249541128010608?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4789249541128010608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4789249541128010608&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4789249541128010608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4789249541128010608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/last-day.html' title='Last Day...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1326617890258510874</id><published>2011-07-30T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T22:58:41.958-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Wussed out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What is it about diabetes that makes you second guess yourself? Whenever we eat pizza and pasta, I under bolus Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(just a little) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and do a temp basal increase of 30% for 6-8 hours. After trying many things... this is what works for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Last night was no different. We had spaghetti, I bolused him for one serving even though I gave him about one and a half plus the sauce. I set the 30% increase for six hours. Good to go, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;At 9:40pm his bg&amp;nbsp;came in at 116 and I wussed out. Meaning I canceled the last three hours of the temp basal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Why would I do this when it is what works? I should know that its going to shoot up in just a little while and he's going to need that extra 30% to bring him back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, for the last several nights, Justin has been really low at his 2:30am check. I'm talking&amp;nbsp;30's and 40's low. No explanation. I have decreased his basal's and it has not helped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So yes! I wussed out and boy was that a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I should have known better, but I did it anyway, and Justin ended up paying the price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;11:49&amp;nbsp;bg 332&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;- correction 1u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2:30 bg 362 &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;correction 1.5u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5:00 bg 291&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;- correction 1.5u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wake up bg 216 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;full correction with breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In hindsight, I should have been a little more aggressive with the corrections, but at night he is usually so sensitive and I only do half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(give or take)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was a full on rage bolus with breakfast though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So why can't I just stick to what works? Why do I second guess the lessons learned from all my previous &lt;strike&gt;mistakes&lt;/strike&gt; trial runs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe its because D is a bitch and it never sticks to "the plan". I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe I'll&amp;nbsp;get it next time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*Disclaimer: I am not a doctor. I am just a mom. Any change in your care&amp;nbsp;should be discussed with your Endo or CDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s200/nablopomo.jpg" t$="true" width="183px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1326617890258510874?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1326617890258510874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1326617890258510874&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1326617890258510874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1326617890258510874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/wussed-out.html' title='Wussed out...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-3946734279337981316</id><published>2011-07-29T20:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:38:22.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diabetes in young children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D-mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mama&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random blog questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D-mom blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#DBLOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D MOM BLOG'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To learn more about 5QF click &lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-72911.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;1. Vow renewal ceremonies-yay or nay?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Depends on what day you ask me. Today would be a big fat negatory! If I had the chance to run, I just might. Then, I wouldn't take the chance of going to jail for attempted murder&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(or something of that nature). Explanation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My husband has been on vacation this week... I just LUV him when he's all in my biz-nezz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;What sound/s annoy you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can't STAND to hear people eating. It seriously makes me sick to my stomach and want to smack them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The beeping of the fire alarm when the battery needs to be changed... I mean COME ON! Does it HAVE to ALWAYS go dead in the middle of the night?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;One more thing, the sound&amp;nbsp;boys make when they pretend to fly airplanes... don't know what it is... I just can't block that one out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;If you had to pick, would you have only all boys, or only all girls for kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lets weigh our options...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cons...&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They wear your shoes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They steal you makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They act just like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They get girly-tudes and PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pros...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-&lt;/u&gt;Eventually, you get to wear their shoes &lt;br /&gt;-You get to torture them with nicknames like "scara" when you catch them stealing your make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-You see yourself in them and its funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-You get to prove that you are the QUEEN of the "girly-tude"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They dance and sing with you while your driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They shop with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cons...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They make noises... see above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They pee on the toilet seat(and the floor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They like Lego's and it hurts when you step on them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They.Know.Everything! And they learndid it on da science channel(or maybe Discovery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-There's the whole "snakes and snails and puppy dog tails" thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pros...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-A little boy LOVES his mama more than anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They back up their rotton-ness with a whole lotta sweet-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-They will catch the lizards in the house for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is a tough one. I guess I'd have to go with the boys... I really don't like lizards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Do you believe in alternative medicine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If I did wouldn't Justin be cured by some root wart mushroom potion by now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Would you take a family member's children and raise them if they needed it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Absolutely! Wouldn't I want the same for my kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And now for last weeks "extras"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WARNING! We are still talkin "HO Shoes"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671634676455946839"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;says &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"where the stripper shoes the reason behind....oh man I don't think I can finish the question..."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;the question is, Alexis, were YOUR stripper shoes the reason behind not being able to finish that question?&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="12px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/440/440576q8wrax7se2.gif" width="13px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15054926559459262035"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt; says &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"I have been totally talking about getting a tattoo on my foot too!! It is going to simply say HOPE, but kinda feminine with a flower or something attached!!!"&lt;/span&gt; I like that idea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="160" data-width="192" height="160px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS12Gd4Rx8uinVP2JMML9XDjr6w8QeF9AKQFClGFl8lPsDhR3zPzA" style="height: 160px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 192px;" width="192px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I found this one... its pretty cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just need to add the flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There was one I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(of course I can't find it again) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That had a saying about walking. I wish I would have saved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00895126112651188056"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt; asks &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"Will said foot tat" be visible while you don your stripper shoes? Or will frequently mentioned, joked about, worn HO Shoes cover the "at some time in your life foot tat"?&lt;/span&gt; The "at some time in&amp;nbsp;my life foot tat" will be totally visible. Dude... I wear Ho shoes... do you think I would be worried about covering a tat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05586345335424142815"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; says&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"my answer to that first one wouldn't have been appropriate for my family-friendly blog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dear&amp;nbsp;Sweet&amp;nbsp;Amy! You can tell us here... I think I threw "family friendly" out the window a long time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210820513382353417"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; says &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"you seriously crack me up!"&lt;/span&gt; Yeah! Sometimes I crack ME up too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09752883120541646427"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Meri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; has a few!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Did Reyna just say Ho shoes?&lt;/span&gt; I believe that's an affimitive! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't read it myself &lt;img height="25px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/3045/3045374e4j0gddfgo.gif" width="29px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Did Reyna just call you a Ho?&lt;/span&gt; Oh shit!! I think she did &lt;img height="18px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/355/355313e0utenk2vc.gif" width="18px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Are you going to just sit there and take that?&lt;/span&gt; I think Reyna could kick my ass... are you going to back me up Meri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Does Reyna know that Ho Shoes is my new favorite phrase?&lt;/span&gt; I dunno! Imma gonna asks hur bout dat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Do you both know that I love you?&lt;/span&gt; Awe shucks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Did YOU know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="268px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/917/917191sb03kv4kt1.gif" width="296px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That it! You guys let me off easy this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Friday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-3946734279337981316?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/3946734279337981316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=3946734279337981316&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3946734279337981316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3946734279337981316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday_29.html' title='Five Question Friday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-8581574988292249598</id><published>2011-07-28T22:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:51:49.523-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juice at night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>A Note From the Dentist...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="110" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2547/2547677z8w26stgom.gif" width="170" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My kids are growing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(sigh), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so last time I was at the dentist I talk to&amp;nbsp;my hygienist&amp;nbsp;about transitioning the kids from pediatric to an "adult" dentist. I really didn't feel like their teeth were getting cleaned all that well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course the obvious question is "what age is good?" She said it depends on the kid. Are they scared easily,&amp;nbsp;do they sit, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My other big question was "Whats the difference between a pediatric dentist and an adult dentist?" She said MOST pediatric dentists DO NOT employ actual hygienists... they only have assistants. Dental assistants can't clean teeth... they can only brush them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well THAT explains a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So I decided to go ahead and switch them. Leighanna is for sure able to step us and I feel that with all the late night juice and such... a good cleaning for Justin was in order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anywho... today was the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Both kids&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(and mom)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;did great! No cavities for any of us :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I did ask what I could do to try and help avoid cavities due to the late night juice. They told me that I should have him drink a little water to&amp;nbsp;avoid the sugary drink sitting on his teeth. Good point! Now lets see if I can remember that in my late night half asleep&amp;nbsp; drive by juicing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In six months... we get to do it all over again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-8581574988292249598?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/8581574988292249598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=8581574988292249598&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8581574988292249598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8581574988292249598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/note-from-dentist.html' title='A Note From the Dentist...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6988430054937832624</id><published>2011-07-27T22:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T23:15:18.670-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Wazzup Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RxAJioF2zn0/TNG_aBz8fGI/AAAAAAAABhU/gG4uve0qgfs/s1600/Wuzzup+Wednesday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RxAJioF2zn0/TNG_aBz8fGI/AAAAAAAABhU/gG4uve0qgfs/s320/Wuzzup+Wednesday.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WAZZUP!?!?! It's been while since I've done&amp;nbsp;a Wazzup Wednesday post. Probably has something to do with never knowing what day it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lots of things going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Be sure to get your nominations in for &lt;a href="http://momentsofwonderful.com/2011/07/01/best-of-the-betes-blogs-1st-edition/"&gt;"Best of the Betes Blogs".&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;You only have until midnight tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(7/28). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestofthebetesblogs.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://momentsofwonderful.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/bbblogo-final-e1309479808835.png?w=610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hallie is working on a &lt;a href="http://www.theprincessandthepump.com/2011/07/faces-of-diabetes-project.html"&gt;"Faces of Diabetes Project"&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that sounds awesome :) If you hurry, you might still have time to send in your pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/39/39575zh51cmb99n.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/39/39575zh51cmb99n.gif" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 604px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 897px; visibility: hidden;" width="87" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There is&amp;nbsp;also a &lt;a href="http://www.theprincessandthepump.com/2011/07/meeting-dd-giveaway.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt; happening right now at&amp;nbsp;The Princess and the Pump. Hurry, you have until Sunday July 31st to enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nBgOnyNPs0/TjBHuFvZUeI/AAAAAAAABy0/yCtvEQNXXJU/s1600/ddgiftcollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nBgOnyNPs0/TjBHuFvZUeI/AAAAAAAABy0/yCtvEQNXXJU/s400/ddgiftcollage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Kim over at &lt;a href="http://www.textingmypancreas.com/"&gt;Texting My Pancreas&lt;/a&gt; has started to choose random featured videos for the &lt;a href="http://youcandothisproject.com/"&gt;You Can Do This Project&lt;/a&gt;. Be sure to check back&amp;nbsp;daily to see who's next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youcandothisproject.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/youcandothisbutton2.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-68" height="175" src="http://youcandothisproject.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/youcandothisbutton2.png?w=175&amp;amp;h=175" title="YouCanDoThisButton" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Before I forget... Happy Birthday to Insulin!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="118" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/39/39575zh51cmb99n.gif" width="108" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Looking for a fun way to support a cure? Stop by and read&amp;nbsp;sweet Lizzy's story&amp;nbsp;at &lt;a href="http://cranes4acure.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cranes for a Cure&lt;/a&gt;. She has already&amp;nbsp;reached 49% of her goal. Lets help her get to 100%. After all, its for a GREAT cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ct7ILlRA2pE/TjCc9WUBfMI/AAAAAAAACN0/4wR3Gdl4aU4/s1600/271-273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="152" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634175711616007362" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ct7ILlRA2pE/TjCc9WUBfMI/AAAAAAAACN0/4wR3Gdl4aU4/s200/271-273.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NINE more days until August 5th!!! Do YOU know what happens on August 5th?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; font-size: x-large; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="200" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/332/332097ydjn3p1rep.jpg" width="79" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THE Ice Cream Social!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hottest event in the D.O.C!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Four more days of NaBloPoMo in July. Yes, I'm starting to count down the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s200/nablopomo.jpg" t$="true" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think that's it. I hope I didn't miss anything.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="96" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/39/39575zh51cmb99n.gif" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 654px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 809px; visibility: hidden;" width="87" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6988430054937832624?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6988430054937832624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6988430054937832624&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6988430054937832624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6988430054937832624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/wuzzup-its-been-while-since-ive-done.html' title='Wazzup Wednesday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RxAJioF2zn0/TNG_aBz8fGI/AAAAAAAABhU/gG4uve0qgfs/s72-c/Wuzzup+Wednesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6008916723244422670</id><published>2011-07-26T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:07:04.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Social...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Have you heard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It involves ice cream :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Are you in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm in! And so are 1,231 others... SO FAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's an Ice Cream Social and EVERYONE is invited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here are the details copied from Facebook&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Oh, the trouble you can get into on Facebook)&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yes, we CAN have ice cream! In protest to Wendell Fowler's disgusting article demoralizing, and putting down diabetics of all types, wrongly spreading misinformation about what we can, and cannot eat... And telling us that we are like alcoholics, who should not be offered ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I want to cast the net for this event, as far and wide, as possible... If those people ...can have their 15 minutes of fame, so can we. So if you folks have people you want to invite, please do. We have two weeks to recruit and spread the word, spread awareness, and get attention for our cause, with a passion. I am excited and proud of all of you who have already decided to participate. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This event is meant to showcase that we can LIVE, as Diabetics, and enjoy ourselves... That we do not have limits on life, and that we can live within our boundaries of moderation, education, and common sense. CELEBRATE your life every day... And laugh in the face of ignorance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here's Mr. Fowler's original article: http://www.ss-times.com/20​11/07/15/pandering-to-diab​etics-you-bet/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here's his flawed, copped out apology, at the same time as telling us that sugar is poison:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ss-times.com/20"&gt;http://www.ss-times.com/20&lt;/a&gt;​11/07/22/trying-to-find-co​mmon-ground/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;And here's his editor's even crappier apology: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;http://www.ss-times.com/20​11/07/22/opening-the-diabe​tes-discussion/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Have low carb ice cream, if you want... But please, share with EVERYONE! Invite all. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Feel free to add any pictures or video, or links, which are related to this event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;(Just to clarify... With this event, I am not advocating that you go eat more ice cream than you can handle, or than can fit with your dietary standards. Any person is welcome to eat a sensible portion, and if needed, bolus accordingly. :) ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Feel free to join our group, and share with friends. We're a relaxed group, we don't tolerate spamming or advertising sales for miracle crap products, or abuse of any kind. Just a place to have a conversation. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/livingwithdiabetes"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/groups/livingwithdiabetes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;WARNING: Please note that abusive arguing, or spam of any kind, or even the mere suggestion of "contact me for blah blah," or whatever miracle product you might want to sell us will get you banned IMMEDIATELY. No ifs, ands, or buts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hope you will join us&amp;nbsp;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6008916723244422670?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6008916723244422670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6008916723244422670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6008916723244422670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6008916723244422670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/ice-cream-social.html' title='Ice Cream Social...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-8968760223676194834</id><published>2011-07-25T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:21:48.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar free ring pop'/><title type='text'>I'm a LUCKY DUCK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This post is WAY overdue! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;One upon a time there was not one, but two sweet giveaways... o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ne from a &lt;a href="http://www.theprincessandthepump.com/2011/07/sugar-free-ringpops-review-and-giveaway.html"&gt;Princess&lt;/a&gt; and one from a &lt;a href="http://www.houstonwehaveaproblemblog.com/2011/07/sugar-free-ring-pops-review-and.html"&gt;Superhero&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In a place FAR FAR away was me who signed up to win and won both. YES, BOTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly2fRB6V3jg/Ti4ivbmVSGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/IdIkotp1PzM/s1600/IMG_0136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly2fRB6V3jg/Ti4ivbmVSGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/IdIkotp1PzM/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So now we have Sugar Free ring pops a plenty :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pPIL9oLtK-A/ThEgWIkDcYI/AAAAAAAABrM/bQFDvkhD5HM/s1600/Strawberry-Pop.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pPIL9oLtK-A/ThEgWIkDcYI/AAAAAAAABrM/bQFDvkhD5HM/s200/Strawberry-Pop.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thank you to Hallie, Laura and Ring Pop for putting a huge smile on my kids face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-8968760223676194834?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/8968760223676194834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=8968760223676194834&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8968760223676194834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8968760223676194834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/im-lucky-duck.html' title='I&apos;m a LUCKY DUCK!!'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly2fRB6V3jg/Ti4ivbmVSGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/IdIkotp1PzM/s72-c/IMG_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-7770626110946431733</id><published>2011-07-24T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:47:02.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>With my girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpOJHJyXFFU/TiysxR-ePyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/jzbqHTGB4xg/s1600/IMG_20110724_132809-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpOJHJyXFFU/TiysxR-ePyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/jzbqHTGB4xg/s320/IMG_20110724_132809-1.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We continue this blogging break to spend the day with my girl. We did a whole lot of damage at the mall and now were worn out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Sunday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s200/nablopomo.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" t$="true" width="183px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/"&gt;National Blog Posting Month&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 24&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-7770626110946431733?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/7770626110946431733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=7770626110946431733&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7770626110946431733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7770626110946431733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/with-my-girl.html' title='With my girl...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpOJHJyXFFU/TiysxR-ePyI/AAAAAAAAB9U/jzbqHTGB4xg/s72-c/IMG_20110724_132809-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-504186006057098566</id><published>2011-07-23T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T21:36:37.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Getting caught up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" t$="true" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To learn more about NaBloPoMo... go &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day twenty three of National Blog Posting Month... eight days to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We all know how hard it is to keep up with our blog reading. I am sure it doesn't help when you have the crazies like myself, &lt;a href="http://three30three.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sweet2thesoul.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.candyheartsblog.com/"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt; posting e.v.e.r.y.d.a.y for NaBloPoMo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No worries... it will all be over soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In the mean time... I am going to give you a day off from me. Yep! No long post today&amp;nbsp;filled with&amp;nbsp;stripper shoes and bedroom scenes. However, if thats what your looking for... check out &lt;u&gt;any&lt;/u&gt; of the Five Question Fridays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-504186006057098566?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/504186006057098566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=504186006057098566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/504186006057098566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/504186006057098566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/getting-caught-up.html' title='Getting caught up...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-7340356113309637461</id><published>2011-07-22T22:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T22:51:20.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: cyan;"&gt;To learn more about 5QF go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-72211.html"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: cyan;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hello!!! Are you ready for another&amp;nbsp;round of 5QF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. If your husband had the BIG V and you got pregnant what would your first reaction be? For the dudes, what would your first reaction be if your wife told you she was pregnant after the Big V?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What the FUUUUHHHHK?!?!?!?!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Actually, I have a story. When Anthony had his "big V" done, Dr. Leffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&amp;lt;--real name) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;gave him some advice. He said, "If your wife suddenly becomes pregnant... don't shoot her right away because this isn't 100%". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ah! Thanks Dr. Leffy! BUT SERIOUSLY, WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. Best memory about this summer so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Summers are always good. No schedules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(well, except that whole new job thing I've got going on). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We've spent a&amp;nbsp;long weekend&amp;nbsp;at the beach and we hung out with Hallie. We haven't done anything to "vacation"y" yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Easy peasy summers are my fave!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tonight though; Leighanna acquired a new nickname. "Scara" as in mascara! Yeah, we were sitting at dinner and Mr. "not as blind as me" eagle eye daddy says are you wearing make up? I thought Scara was going to die! She was so busted. I think I need to start hiding my make up. Who needs a locking alcohol cabinet with an 11 year old girl around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. How often do you change your sheets? Your kids sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now were getting to the down and dirty stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would love to tell you that I change them every Sunday, religiously. BUT... its more like every other... Usually!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*She hangs her head in shame*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. Having just gone through TSA, would you rather have a full-body scan or a pat-down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In truth, neither! But if I have to choose... Feel me up BA-BAY!!! I'll make sure I shave my legs for ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. Since it is fair time...what's your favorite fair (county or state) memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fair time? Dude, our fair is in February. The carney's don't live real far away from me so that's... well, I don't know what that it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Now hold on a minute while I go dig out the "extras" from last week&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Que Jeopardy music plz)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://how%20in%20the%20hell%20did%20i%20miss%20this%20question%20and%20answer%20section%20last%20week/?"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; wanted to know &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"How in the hell did I miss this question and answer section last week?"&lt;/span&gt; - Gosh Nic... If I knew I would probably rule the world with all my ashwum&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&amp;lt;-- is that how that's spelled Amy?)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://how%20in%20the%20hell%20did%20i%20miss%20this%20question%20and%20answer%20section%20last%20week/?"&gt;Denise&lt;/a&gt; is interested in &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;tattoos and naked bedrooms&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"the bedroom scene" was found at &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;http://www.glitter-graphics.com/&lt;/a&gt;. That's where I find most of my fun lil stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo's... I have had&amp;nbsp;three tattoos. One was a cover up leaving me two... technicality. Both are on my back. I do want one more on my foot, but I haven't found the right saying yet. I would like it to relate to walking/supporting D. Or some kind of sentimental shit like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas dropped in the suggestion box&amp;nbsp;would be great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826248976364694184"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; says: &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I consider you my friend. If you EVER see him with Misty and those stripper shoes you'd better tell me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU.BETCHA!!! I would be honored to be shot by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;When do you apply the body glitter?&lt;/span&gt; That would be during rub down number two ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Who let's their hubby TOUCH them earlier than 6 months post-partum?&lt;/span&gt; That would be THIS dumb ass! That explains the reason for the big V as soon as Justin was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Liar. You are drunk right now and will be begging for hangover remedies on Facebook tomorrow ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so not lying! This week however, I found a really good drink at The Green Iguana". I had a couple at dinner... this would explain my worse than usual grammar and possibly the dancing in the car on the way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Really? I didn't ask any questions? I must have been drunk ;)&lt;/span&gt; WELL, THAT explains A LOT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331775099035220917"&gt;Hallie&lt;/a&gt;: See above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you too &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704298016041843194"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00895126112651188056"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt; asks: &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;AND... how about the shoes??? Do you shower with them on?&lt;/span&gt; I wish I could have that kind of balance... we could get some fun use out of that vasectomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671634676455946839"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt; asks: &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;What tats do you have and where?&lt;/span&gt; I have one on my shoulder that is two flowers and some leaves. Then there is one on my lower back... vine kinda thing also with flowers. I would love to add to or revamp the one on my lower back. Foot first though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOH! I bet you can give me some good ideas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;And have you danced in said shoes?&lt;/span&gt; Yep! Dancing in stripper shoes... check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09752883120541646427"&gt;Meri&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;ummmm...seriously. What is the difference between assier and a$$ier, because from where I sit...it is just semantics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Question number 2...did I use semantics right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Meri! I might have to answer this one when I have the ability to look up that word... see mention of Green Iguana above. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818861980843167968"&gt;Misty&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Lora, Lora, Lora! You DID NOT just rat me out on the shoes AND the tat did you?? Ahhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you not to let me get proof!&amp;nbsp; But no worries... Hallie took the&amp;nbsp;heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it... is THAT all you've got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*Is thankful for spell check on this one!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-7340356113309637461?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/7340356113309637461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=7340356113309637461&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7340356113309637461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7340356113309637461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday_22.html' title='Five Question Friday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1295159372801153473</id><published>2011-07-21T23:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:01:03.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dsma blog carnival'/><title type='text'>DSMA Blog Carnival... July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;This month we are going to revisit the DSMA chat from June 29th – Medical Devices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Over the years diabetes technology has come a very long way from the days when syringes were boiled and sharpened, and sugar was checked using droplets of urine and fizzy tablets in test tubes. Today we can choose from an array of blood sugar meters, insulin pumps, carb counting apps, data uploading programs – technology is woven into our diabetes lives. But although technology has come a long way there is always room for improvement, right? So this month give us your complaints, your ideas and your technological wishes and tell us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This one was pretty&amp;nbsp;easy for me... I simply want the accuracy to improve. I shouldn't check my child's blood with the same meter, twice, within&amp;nbsp;a minute of each other and&amp;nbsp;get numbers that are 100 points off.&amp;nbsp;Maybe if the meters were more accurate, we could avoid some lows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Help with that would be great! Thanks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What improvements or adjustments would you make to current [diabetes] technology?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This post is my July entry in the DSMA Blog Carnival. If you’d like to participate too, you can get all of the information at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://diabetessocmed.com/2011/july-dsma-blog-carnival/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://diabetessocmed.com/2011/july-dsma-blog-carnival/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1295159372801153473?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1295159372801153473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1295159372801153473&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1295159372801153473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1295159372801153473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/dsma-blog-carnival-july.html' title='DSMA Blog Carnival... July'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1295328028902891136</id><published>2011-07-20T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:33:12.424-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seizure medication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='functioning with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absent Seizures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just realized that I never updated anyone about Justin's seizures... shame on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I went back today and read that post. The one that&amp;nbsp;shared the &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/04/not-just-fast-drop-after-all.html"&gt;Epilepsy diagnosis&lt;/a&gt;. I cried!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I cried even more when I read the comments again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You guys are so awesome... but you still made me cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anyway... its been about 3 1/2 months since Justin was diagnosed with Absent Seizures. Would you believe that we are JUST NOW getting the medication straightened out? We picked up our first increased prescription today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We have been given three... he has taken two of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Medication #1: Zarontin- Justin was only on Zarontin for about 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(ish) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;days because he ended up having a severe reaction to it. What started out as "noticeable mood changes and not sleeping well"; turned into severe stomach pain and vomiting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The day I decided to stop the medication I took him to his pediatrician... I had him checked out head to toe. Had blood work done and made sure there was nothing else to blame this on before I called the neurologist and said that's enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That morning was the last dose he had.&amp;nbsp;I watched my son double over in pain for a few more days while the medication worked its way out of his system. He didn't even want to play... not even the PlayStation. He also missed 4 days of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Medication #2: Lamictal XR - HELL NO!!! When the office called me about the new medication, they said we would need to come pick up a "starter kit". She said she was going to put the directions on it along with some things to look for. Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R68PMECvMlM/TieUKbWHBMI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/PsFujEQGJYI/s1600/IMG_20110720_225006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R68PMECvMlM/TieUKbWHBMI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/PsFujEQGJYI/s200/IMG_20110720_225006.jpg" t$="true" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anthony drove out there. When I came home from work I started checking out this medication. I was instantly worried that it would take FIVE WEEKS to wean Justin onto it. FIVE! WEAN! FIVE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wean to the point of only take&amp;nbsp;half the dose&amp;nbsp;every other day for the first two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I called the pharmacist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I asked her if it takes 5 weeks to wean on... how long before&amp;nbsp;he can get off in the event of another reaction. Yeah! 5 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The other issue was that it is known to cause a severe rash. As rash that could "cause hospitalization and in some cases death". I was to call at the "first sign" of any rash. There were other concerns... and in the end, my gut said not to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course, that was on a Friday. I had to wait until Monday morning, but I called back and told them to give us something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Medication #3: Depakote- This is what he "usually" prescribes for this kind of seizure, but one of the side effects is rapid weight gain. The doctor didn't want me to have to deal with Justin gaining a ton of weight because of Diabetes. When I asked "how much"... he said "like 10 pounds in a month".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When it came down to it I said, "I will take my chances with the weight". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We've been on the Depakote for about two months now. We recently had to increase the dose because Justin was still having seizures. So far there has been no bad reaction and the increase seems to be working. Thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As for me... I'm trying to plant that smile. I am okay if I don't talk about it. I am okay if I don't tell you the story about the mall parking lot. I am okay if I don't tell you about taking pictures&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(flash bulbs) &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;over spring break&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am okay if I don't think about it at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Kind of in an "avoidance" stage, I guess. I have pushed it so far to the back of my mind that I forget its there until its time to take the medicine or he has a seizure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know it could be worse... but he is MY baby and it hurts when he is faces with these challenges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here's to no more surprises; and if there are... please let me coincidentally have another bottle of wine. Then again, I might need something a little stronger if anything else sneaks up on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1295328028902891136?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1295328028902891136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1295328028902891136&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1295328028902891136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1295328028902891136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R68PMECvMlM/TieUKbWHBMI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/PsFujEQGJYI/s72-c/IMG_20110720_225006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-3438171273008787880</id><published>2011-07-19T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:07:13.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strawberry pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tasty tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desert pizza'/><title type='text'>Tasty Tuesday...Dessert Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s200/nablopomo.jpg" t$="true" width="183px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You asked for it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/monday-meme.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; in case you don't remember)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The recipe to the Strawberry Pizza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1018" height="199px" src="http://groceryshrink.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/stir-fry-and-ballet-picture-018-300x199.jpg" title="stir fry and ballet picture 018" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now, I thought about running up to the store and buying the stuff to make said pizza, but then I would eat it. And since I JUST started dieting again after I fell off the wagon a few weeks ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(and ate amuck, btw!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I decided that I could not partake in such temptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Because I am putting my "I will not break my diet" foot down&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(at least for today)&lt;/span&gt;... you will have to settle for pictures from Google&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(which made it REALLY hard not to go with plan A... just so you know)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will need:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(about 2 quarts cut into 1/2 or 1/4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Pillsbury Pies crust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;8oz cream cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(softened)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Powdered Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(1cup-ish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cool Whip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(1cup-ish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Marzetti's Strawberry Glaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Topping:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img height="190px" id="il_fi" src="http://sweetbay.gsnrecipes.com/GetImage.aspx?vector=mAQhy8PoQFLgmb6S3AVmWuNgRpRqCxtWAZbG+kWHrkke21xRZClo8jdaqitFi03g" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;img height="150px" id="il_fi" src="http://www.geektieguy.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/img-9613.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Combine strawberries and Marzetti's glaze. Put in fridge to chill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The crust:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="203px" id="il_fi" src="http://startcooking.com/public/IMG_1309k.JPG" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="305px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Preheat oven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(whatever it says on box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Unroll one sheet of the pie crust and place it on a round cookie sheet. I use about 1/2 of the other roll and piece&amp;nbsp;them together to make my crust the same size as the pan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="148px" id="il_fi" src="http://mywoodenspoon.com/wp-content/uploads/mywoodenspoon/2009/10/pizza-131.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Google Pic.. mine does not look that uniform&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Pinch&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(or roll up)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;the edges &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Bake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(according to the directions on the box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Let cool completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Center:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Beat together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;cream cheese and&amp;nbsp;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;owdered sugar&amp;nbsp;then add cool whip and mix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*the recipe call for 1cup each, but I usually add in a little extra... to taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assemble:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="212px" id="il_fi" src="http://groceryshrink.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/stir-fry-and-ballet-picture-019.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When crust cools...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Spread cream cheese mixture on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Top with strawberry mixture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Chill and serve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On a side note... if you come visit me I would be more than happy to just make it FOR YOU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-3438171273008787880?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/3438171273008787880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=3438171273008787880&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3438171273008787880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/3438171273008787880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/tasty-tuesdaydessert-pizza.html' title='Tasty Tuesday...Dessert Pizza'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-30077922850494522</id><published>2011-07-18T17:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T17:39:17.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random blog questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#DBLOG'/><title type='text'>MONDAY MEME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;To learn more about NaBloPoMo... click &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is a fun little alphabet meme that I stole from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wickedsweet-pam.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-meme.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Pam @ Wicked Sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;who stole it from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dorkabetic.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hannah @ Dorkabetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I thought FOR SURE you would wanna know more about me?? If there's anything else you wanna know... don't forget to leave your question in the comments section&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-on-sunday.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Age:&lt;/span&gt; 29(ish) What?? A girl never tells her real age. Except me, cuz I'm only 29... ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Bed size:&lt;/span&gt; Queen but it needs to be bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Chore you dislike:&lt;/span&gt; laundry... HATE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Dogs:&lt;/span&gt; Love them! Seriously, how can you not love this face...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhj0YCD1DUY/TiNvKhTvI6I/AAAAAAAAB9M/TLz9HN0P-vU/s1600/IMG_20110527_184021-1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhj0YCD1DUY/TiNvKhTvI6I/AAAAAAAAB9M/TLz9HN0P-vU/s1600/IMG_20110527_184021-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Essential start to your day:&lt;/span&gt; I'd like to say coffee, but I have given it up in the name of loosing a few lbs's. Maybe that's why I'm a bit of a "B" in the mornings lately?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Favorite color:&lt;/span&gt; Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Gold or silver:&lt;/span&gt; White gold and silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Height:&lt;/span&gt; 5’6" but it really depends on the shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Instruments you play(ed):&lt;/span&gt; In 5th grade I played the violin. Is that nerdy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Job title:&lt;/span&gt; Executive Administrative Assistant &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt; Two... and that is plenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Live:&lt;/span&gt; Florida the always rainy in the afternoon state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Mom’s name:&lt;/span&gt; Nancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Nicknames:&lt;/span&gt; Lovely Lora or Lora&amp;nbsp;isn't lovely&amp;nbsp;if people didn't like me :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Overnight hospital stays:&lt;/span&gt; -I was in the hospital for a few weeks before Leighanna was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a couple days for a surgery.&lt;br /&gt;-and of course to have Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Pet Peeves:&lt;/span&gt; Being "beckoned" from across the house as if I'm suppose to come running like a dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Smacking... as in your gum or food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Leaving the cabinet doors open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Treating me as if I am just a stupid woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(sounds like I have anger issues... yikes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Quote from a movie:&lt;/span&gt; “Around here, however, we don’t look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things… and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.” ~Walt Disney&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Meet the Robinson's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Righty or Lefty:&lt;/span&gt; Mostly right, but I am actually&amp;nbsp;ambidextrous. Didn't know that about me did ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Siblings:&lt;/span&gt; No - one is fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Time you wake up:&lt;/span&gt; On work/school days... 6am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Underwear:&lt;/span&gt; Fo Sho!! Commando is not my thing. CYA people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Vegetables you don’t like:&lt;/span&gt; I think I like them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;What makes you run late:&lt;/span&gt; Picking out my clothes... and my husband always in my way. Double on that last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;X-Rays you’ve had:&lt;/span&gt; Fractured knee, sinus issues... heck, I don't know,&amp;nbsp;I can hardly remember what happened yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yummy food you make:&lt;/span&gt; Strawberry Pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Zoo animal favorite:&lt;/span&gt; Monkeys... I just wanna hug em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-30077922850494522?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/30077922850494522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=30077922850494522&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/30077922850494522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/30077922850494522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/monday-meme.html' title='MONDAY MEME...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6622798967092983455</id><published>2011-07-17T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:30:32.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random blog questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday... on Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... Day 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="Five Question Friday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To learn more about 5QF click &lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-71511.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This weeks questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. If you knew your best friend's spouse was cheating on her or him, would you tell her (him)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is a tough one. I would like to say yes, but I know it would be at the expense of our friendship. We like to say "don't shoot the messenger", but we always do. I'm not sure what I would do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(scratching head and making scrunchie face). &lt;img height="16px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1160/1160537j5ta8dietr.gif" width="52px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;2. Soda in a can or a bottle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I prefer it in a route 44 Styrofoam cup with rabbit turd ice from Sonic plz.&lt;img height="22px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1253/1253119k9i0uve911.gif" width="17px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. What do you wash first, hair or body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Body... hair and then body again. I'm weird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1209/1209838aks9hmey6l.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;4. What advice would you give to any new mama?&lt;/span&gt; Don't have &lt;img src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/72/72808hrauishp4k.gif" /&gt; with your husband&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(or anyone else for that matter)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;to soon unless you want another--&amp;gt; &lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="50" data-width="50" height="50px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT4HoG2CsVz7HJ4eD2HcvjB_AA4cI39JJyKbFdY6X0PZ8CTFDBnbQ" style="height: 50px; width: 50px;" width="50px" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just sayin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. What is your best hangover remedy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's been a while... I dunno, lots of Excedrin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="18px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/355/355356ba09aixiji.gif" width="18px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And the extras you asked for &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday.html"&gt;last week&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09752883120541646427"&gt;Meri&lt;/a&gt; asked - &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Aren't our computers considered our children?"&lt;/span&gt; Yes, they are. And in my case they rank above the children since I'm grabbing my pride and joy in the fire&amp;nbsp;while the little people find their own way out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05726979027850619807"&gt;Denise&lt;/a&gt; asked - &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"How in the hell do you walk in those shoes?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(seriously, she said "hell") &lt;/span&gt;Well, Denise... I don't cuz THOSE shoes are not actually mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BUT I could rock those shoes if they were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03210820513382353417"&gt;Sara&lt;/a&gt; asked- &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"How in the heck to you wear those shoes?"&lt;/span&gt; And then she didn't wanna know. If you dare Sara... you can find the answer above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826248976364694184"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;, Amy, Amy. What? No questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818861980843167968"&gt;Misty&lt;/a&gt; asked a couple questions - 1. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Where can I get a pair just like those?" ;) And "Where did ya get that cool tat?" Haha!&lt;/span&gt; Just so you know... Misty is saying "haha" because she knows where I got that pic. It's her&lt;img height="25px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1202/1202591pu55lez1va.gif" width="40px" /&gt; I took it when we met in &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/04/hanging-with-d-mamas.html"&gt;Orlando&lt;/a&gt; a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: cyan;"&gt;"What's wrong with cow tipping?"&lt;/span&gt; Nothing... just don't try and do it in those shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704298016041843194"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt; also wanted to know about my "hottie heels". Maybe I need to post some picks of my real stripper shoes?? Wendy also wanted to talk tattoos. As in, &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;do I have a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;? Yes, I do... just not on my ankle.&lt;img height="32px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/661/661067tnxgp911yt.gif" width="27px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11331775099035220917"&gt;Hallie&lt;/a&gt; asked: &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;why are you posting pics of the shoes I wore to the pool when we visited on your blog?!?&lt;/span&gt; Hallie, stop trying to cover for Misty... her readers would have found out eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278430665049354027"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Those shoes are not appropriate for the hospital. Just sayin! I love ya and I am sending you and&amp;nbsp;"little stinker"&amp;nbsp;my love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671634676455946839"&gt;Lex&lt;/a&gt; - On my way twin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00895126112651188056"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt; asked - &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;how does Meri NOT know the dif between Assier and A$$ier...???&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was wondering the same thing. I think a night out with us "creative keystrokers" would do her some good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06274178714212627397"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; - Dude! Do you take advantage of the shop and load service at your stores? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all from last week... I dare ya to ask me something! I just might answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6622798967092983455?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6622798967092983455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6622798967092983455&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6622798967092983455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6622798967092983455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-on-sunday.html' title='Five Question Friday... on Sunday'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1087430890699339532</id><published>2011-07-16T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T21:05:59.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raising a child with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='functioning with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Where am I now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Its been a long week. Not because of Diabetes... though D always has its place in the mix. I have a lot on my mind... things weighing on me and keeping me up at night. I didn't think it was possible to get LESS sleep, but it is.&amp;nbsp;I hope to talk about some of it soon... it would be nice to get it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have to warn you... this post is kinda like a pinball bouncing around the play field of the machine. One minute I'll be slingshot-ing out of the gate and the next I'm&amp;nbsp;bouncing between the bumpers. It might be hard to keep up... just sayin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/f-u-n-c-t-i-o-n-repost.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thursday's post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;...&amp;nbsp;you kinda have to start there to know where this one is coming from and if your still confused... go read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candyheartsblog.com/2010/12/steps.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;July 2010 seems like it was so long ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I pondered all day yesterday, today and even as I write this post; trying to get a good idea of what step I'm REALLY on a year later. Some days its hard to tell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I still see a trace of that robot... maybe that part will never go away. I also see acceptance and a&amp;nbsp;minimal side&amp;nbsp;of the "just a mom" in me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(I think pumping has helped with that).&lt;/span&gt; I still have the fear,&amp;nbsp;though its not front and center anymore.&amp;nbsp;I was having a hard time trying to explain where my fear was... then I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://always,%20in%20the%20back%20of%20my%20mind...in%20the%20periphery%20of%20my%20conscious,%20i%20half%20expect%20no%20response%20...%20eyes%20closed%20...%20pale%20integument%20...%20scrumpled...crumpled%20...%20in-need-of-immediate-assistance%20joe./"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Reyna's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; blog this morning&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(the only blog I have read so far today... fate).&lt;/span&gt; And there it was; tears filled my eyes and "same" touched my core...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Always, in the back of my mind...in the periphery of my conscious, I half expect no response..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THAT! RIGHT THERE! I am ALWAYS waiting for it. Waiting for something to happen. Waiting for the day I&amp;nbsp;blink my eyes and&amp;nbsp;the nightmare&amp;nbsp;becomes reality. Do I do this so that it won't hit me so hard if that day comes? I don't know,&amp;nbsp;its an interesting theory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I don't want you to think I've gone backwards down the steps... I haven't. I have come a long way. I find that I fear more, think more and things affect me more when I am overly tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have started to smile again... sincerely. I have learned to hold that smile on my face. It doesn't come as naturally as it use to and keeping it there is not without effort, but&amp;nbsp;it IS getting easier. Someone in the building I work in said to me "your always smiling". I haven't heard that in a long time. I like to think that one day, being "the girl who always smiles" will be effortless again. There is hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think this summer, I may have some old fears resurfacing. The fear of the unknown can be a bitch sometimes. Thing is... Leighanna will be going to middle school this year and will no longer be on the bus&amp;nbsp;or come home in the afternoon with Justin. Top that with the fact that going back to work full time is drawing closer and closer to reality and you have one stressed out mama.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have accepted what D has thrown at me and I don't dwell on it anymore. I am not even mad at it. I don't stress over numbers and they don't make or break me... though they might smack me around on occasion. If we&amp;nbsp;decide to&amp;nbsp;stop for a treat and his numbers are a little high for ice cream comfort... I secretly grit my teeth, rage bolus and let him enjoy. After all, he IS a kid and sometimes I am just a mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Acceptance does not equal comfortable... I refuse to get to comfortable. I don't feel that comfortable is a safe place to be because that is when something else will strike &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Always, in the back of my mind...in the periphery of my conscious"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Keep in mind that I am also coming out of the shadows of the Epilepsy diagnosis. We are just getting the meds straight and that one knocked me back a few steps. Not as much as diabetes, but enough to leave a mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Next month, my blog will be two years old. WOW! I can't believe it has been that long. I can honestly say that this blog is the reason I am functioning today. And I AM FUNCTIONING. It brought me out of my fog and together with you. Blogging isn't for everybody. At one time, it wasn't for me either, but it has turned out to be the path I needed to take and the path I will continue to follow.&amp;nbsp;I need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1087430890699339532?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1087430890699339532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1087430890699339532&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1087430890699339532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1087430890699339532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/where-am-i-now.html' title='Where am I now...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-8359682138566442894</id><published>2011-07-15T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:10:43.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It has come to this... falling asleep at the computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know I told you that I would tell you where I am now, but I don't think I can finish it. It has come to this... I am THAT exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I promise that I have started the post and I will work on it bright and early as soon as I get some sleep. I need some sleep to function :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-8359682138566442894?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/8359682138566442894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=8359682138566442894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8359682138566442894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/8359682138566442894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/tired.html' title='tired...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-5832480544181784588</id><published>2011-07-14T23:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:57:09.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='functioning with type 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>F-u-n-c-t-i-o-n... a repost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, NaBloPoMo suggested I talk about how I like my coffee. But unless your planning on coming to visit me and&amp;nbsp;stopping by Starbucks to picking up a Vente White Chocolate Mocha add one sweet and low... you probably don't need to know about my coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Instead, I decided to look back at my posts from July of 2010 to see where I was back then... Below is a post I wrote on July 8th... tune in tomorrow to see where I am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;***************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Flashback to July 2010...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After reading &lt;a href="http://ourdiabeticlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-i-stay-out-of-looney-bin.html"&gt;Meri's&lt;/a&gt; post about "staying out of the loony bin"; all kinds of thoughts started running through my mind. As I was finishing up what turned out to be the longest comment EVER... I decided to blog it instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There has probably been a few posts lately to credit this inspiration... Wendy talked about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candyheartsblog.com/2010/12/steps.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"steps"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ... the time after your childs diagnoses where you go through all kinds of different stages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These stages take years for a lot of us. And even when we think we are past one stage of the game and into the next... something happens to take us back a few paces. That seems to happen to me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We are 1 year and 8 1/2 months into playing the game. I would like to think I have accepted life as I now know it, but I don't think I can honestly say I have. I know I am not in denial... I never went through that stage because D never crossed my mind before the day he was diagnosed. When I found out... I went right into shock and stayed there for a heck of a long time, only peeking out for the occasional bout of anger. Like Wendy said... "I felt like time in MY world had stopped, but the rest of the world kept moving". I plead for someone to make me understand why. Why is this happening. What did I do wrong and why is he paying for it. I don't do that to much anymore... I've decided it's not for me to know why. So I have decided to search for my purpose in all this instead (more on that later).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I skipped around the steps a bit compared to Wendy... I am sure we all have our own order depending on how we rolled the dice and what chance card we happen to draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;For me... the next to set in was grief and the feeling of being alone. I was numb, I felt alone in my own family- my own house even. I felt alone in my fears. This was my fog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;About ten months after Justin's diagnosis... a blog was born... I was in search of something to sink my head into. Originally I started a craft blog thinking that it would be my hiding spot. My break from my aching mind. Then I came across another D mom's blog... I THINK it was Jill's. It was then I decided that I had a whole lot more to say about my life dealing with diabetes than I did about a hobby. Don't get me wrong... I LOVE doing paper crafting, scrap booking, card making etc... but my mind was so consumed within the thick walls of my fog that I couldn't see through it for anything else anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After a few posts... I started getting comments. Maybe because I was mustering up the strength to make comments on the blogs I started following. This is when the fog started to lift. The encouragement, understanding and support from others was more than I would have ever thought it to be. Eventually, it was clear enough for me to find the path and the strength to pull me out of my murky haze. I guess this is when I started to heal and feel connected. It's like I wasn't lost anymore with nowhere and no one to ask for directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So where am I now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; (July 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would have to say I am in a combination of the stages... Robotic at times (more than I would like to be). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Still in search of my purpose and Just TRYING to function. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am still heartbroken and scared. Fearful of his future and if he will wake up every morning to have one. We had 3(yes, THREE) juices in the middle of the night last night. Between midnight and 5am. Our lowest point... 41. *sigh* I don't even get scared at the 40's anymore... the scary part is that I won't wake up and I will miss a low one day. Because we all know to well that it only take ONE TIME to make our worst nightmare a reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Like Meri... I hope that I can live one day, I hope that I can find a way to relax and just be a mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I hope that I can find a way to really function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-5832480544181784588?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/5832480544181784588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=5832480544181784588&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5832480544181784588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/5832480544181784588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/f-u-n-c-t-i-o-n-repost.html' title='F-u-n-c-t-i-o-n... a repost.'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6731854173429574305</id><published>2011-07-13T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:47:05.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Ones Short and Sweet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have a few posts that I REALLY need to get out, but I am going to take the night off to hang with my favorite 11 year old. We're gonna curl up on the couch and watch a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In the mean time... you can head over to &lt;a href="http://thenewnormallife.blogspot.com/2011/07/stick-me-designs-and-my-first-giveaway.html"&gt;Shannon's blog at The New Normal Life&lt;/a&gt; and check out her giveaway. Except I want it... so if you win... please send it to me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6731854173429574305?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6731854173429574305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6731854173429574305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6731854173429574305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6731854173429574305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/this-ones-short-and-sweet.html' title='This Ones Short and Sweet...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-7873275869950787543</id><published>2011-07-12T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T21:48:02.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diabetes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 of 12'/><title type='text'>My 12 of 12...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/"&gt;NaBloPoMo&lt;/a&gt;... Day 12﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HVnAJouqXM/ThzH9YOsl9I/AAAAAAAAB8I/Pw4KAnWQlGs/s1600/12+of+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HVnAJouqXM/ThzH9YOsl9I/AAAAAAAAB8I/Pw4KAnWQlGs/s400/12+of+12.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On the 12th day of each month bloggers from all over the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;world take 12 photos of their day. Though I&amp;nbsp;learned about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;12 of 12 courtesy of &lt;a href="http://whatsomewouldcalllies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;he 12 of 12 project was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chad's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; idea, you can go to his website to see the links &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;of all the people who participated this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXrc-xLbrz8/ThzRg4bbWWI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/l85fw5csK6Y/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXrc-xLbrz8/ThzRg4bbWWI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/l85fw5csK6Y/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDr4pV0rpAM/ThzRjikSROI/AAAAAAAAB8k/aOrDhflhicE/s1600/IMG_0127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDr4pV0rpAM/ThzRjikSROI/AAAAAAAAB8k/aOrDhflhicE/s320/IMG_0127.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You can say hi to Jen by clicking &lt;a href="http://iamyourpancreas.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Yjje8tG06A/ThzRitzE8dI/AAAAAAAAB8g/o2t1IXmNewI/s1600/IMG_0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Yjje8tG06A/ThzRitzE8dI/AAAAAAAAB8g/o2t1IXmNewI/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One word... shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7W-hRU9Xh4/ThzRh_y-jKI/AAAAAAAAB8c/a9Mhl9JNi9o/s1600/IMG_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7W-hRU9Xh4/ThzRh_y-jKI/AAAAAAAAB8c/a9Mhl9JNi9o/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Justin - messing up all my hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzccPJEKDqA/ThzRgOXZHyI/AAAAAAAAB8U/iB6yvybMAbQ/s1600/IMG_0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzccPJEKDqA/ThzRgOXZHyI/AAAAAAAAB8U/iB6yvybMAbQ/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The bins that I've emptied in the last couple days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dSEOaatZ_g/ThzRmZtBgsI/AAAAAAAAB8w/HAvM0-O-XvU/s1600/IMG_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dSEOaatZ_g/ThzRmZtBgsI/AAAAAAAAB8w/HAvM0-O-XvU/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is where some of the crap went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8nXg4nQYAQ/ThzRkpVHNyI/AAAAAAAAB8o/C0aacIRKTeA/s1600/IMG_0128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8nXg4nQYAQ/ThzRkpVHNyI/AAAAAAAAB8o/C0aacIRKTeA/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is some of the crap that didn't make the cut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGdDoo5WQ8g/ThzRo0aNLQI/AAAAAAAAB88/y66ZtTUNiNM/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGdDoo5WQ8g/ThzRo0aNLQI/AAAAAAAAB88/y66ZtTUNiNM/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also cleaned out the closet and draws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cyse1KuDOMY/ThzRldTf6bI/AAAAAAAAB8s/cdFsT5bnNqM/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cyse1KuDOMY/ThzRldTf6bI/AAAAAAAAB8s/cdFsT5bnNqM/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The almost finished product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbrC_TrGClU/ThzRrEvffCI/AAAAAAAAB9A/-ETTWstglFU/s1600/IMG_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbrC_TrGClU/ThzRrEvffCI/AAAAAAAAB9A/-ETTWstglFU/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oakley is not a big fan of Mr. Rooster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7OIRuGup3oI/ThzRnq-O-SI/AAAAAAAAB84/-z59cJjx7_c/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7OIRuGup3oI/ThzRnq-O-SI/AAAAAAAAB84/-z59cJjx7_c/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had to make a pit stop to the supply closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1rhjMZZDAE/Thz2kypdNDI/AAAAAAAAB9I/YXf1VSxwkaY/s1600/IMG_20110712_213459.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1rhjMZZDAE/Thz2kypdNDI/AAAAAAAAB9I/YXf1VSxwkaY/s320/IMG_20110712_213459.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ending the day working on my 12&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-7873275869950787543?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/7873275869950787543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=7873275869950787543&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7873275869950787543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7873275869950787543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/my-12-of-12.html' title='My 12 of 12...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HVnAJouqXM/ThzH9YOsl9I/AAAAAAAAB8I/Pw4KAnWQlGs/s72-c/12+of+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4230458852833713425</id><published>2011-07-11T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T18:43:47.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juvenile diabetes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='type 1 awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Dive In or Acclimate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="292px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to learn more about NaBloPoMo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/page/prompts-1"&gt;Today's prompt&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Do you like to dive into things or take your time getting acclimated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Head first baby! I dive right in. I am one of those "go for it and if I screw it up then I go back and look at the directions" kind of gals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The hubbs&amp;nbsp;says "I know just enough to be dangerous". Yep! That's me :) Grab the hammer and get to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Extra screws... usually!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Head scratchin and language not suitable for Sunday... always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But we're not talking about THAT. We're talking about diving in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When it came to fixing the kitchen faucet... my git-er-done personality didn't work out so well&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(except I did get a new faucet).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But when it comes to Type One... do we really have a choice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It takes months to get "acclimated&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"(if there is such a thing)&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Do we have months? I'm thinking no. Yet, it is probably the one area in our lives that required the most acclimation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Justin's diagnosis was definitely one situation when my "dive right in" personality had me torn.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;was forced&amp;nbsp;to listen to that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; little voice in my head. No, not the one that makes me look nuts. I'm talking about the one that makes me think twice, second guess every choice I make and worry that I will choose wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After all... Justin can't be replaced at Home Depot like the faucet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T1D comes into our lives and changes everything. It changes the way&amp;nbsp;we handle things and it doesn't give&amp;nbsp;us a choice in the matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That's just how it rolls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So what do you do? Dive or acclimate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4230458852833713425?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4230458852833713425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4230458852833713425&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4230458852833713425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4230458852833713425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/dive-in-or-acclimate.html' title='Dive In or Acclimate...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6020612675030526955</id><published>2011-07-10T20:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:34:44.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Oh the Fun???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s1600/nablopomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This ones going to be short and sweet. I have been knee deep in Lego's and Nerf guns for two days... TWO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When we decided to build Justin the &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2010/01/bed-part-2-done.html"&gt;loft bed&lt;/a&gt;, we didn't take into consideration that were were going to loose the storage space under his bed. Originally, he had a draw trundle under there, but as he got older and became a collector of every building toy imaginable... we decided to ditch the trundle and use the space for buckets 'o' toys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This worked well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So when the loft bed came along... we had no where to put the buckets and they have been a big stacked mess ever since. This is what happens when you don't think things all the way through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lesson 1... it is a pain in the ass to check blood in the middle of the night when you have to climb a step ladder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lesson 2... know what your going to do with the shit under the bed first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anywho... this has been a topic in our house for some time and Anthony decided that "we" were going to fix it this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Saturday morning we headed out to Ikea for some form of shelving unit. I love Ikea &lt;img height="38px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/489/489276zt3pgr21af.gif" width="42px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We picked up a shelf/bookcase type thing that could house 8 bins. We also grabbed 8 bins in case the ones we already had didn't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(good thing... we ended up needing them). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When we got home we emptied EVERYTHING but the furniture out of Justin's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tyxYNyZyHIs/Tho7W3U2j7I/AAAAAAAAB7g/fxpu1cmec1g/s1600/IMG_20110709_181051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tyxYNyZyHIs/Tho7W3U2j7I/AAAAAAAAB7g/fxpu1cmec1g/s320/IMG_20110709_181051.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, that IS his crap all over the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, that IS his tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, that IS him sitting in the middle of the mess p-l-a-y-i-n-g!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No, that is NOT all of it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b84Qk5q1lNo/Tho7HObre5I/AAAAAAAAB7U/DyYPw9VGXwY/s1600/IMG_20110709_181152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b84Qk5q1lNo/Tho7HObre5I/AAAAAAAAB7U/DyYPw9VGXwY/s320/IMG_20110709_181152.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin's new shelf minus the bins.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;At this point I have gone through and purged all of the old bins. Holy Lego's people!!! If anyone else buys this kid another Lego set for Christmas or his birthday... he's going to live with THEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I still have a crap load of stuff in my living room and dining room and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can hear the Lego's stirring around in there. I think I'm starting to get a twitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6020612675030526955?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6020612675030526955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6020612675030526955&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6020612675030526955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6020612675030526955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/oh-fun.html' title='Oh the Fun???'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-7684784389706570011</id><published>2011-07-09T09:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T09:04:50.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the mouth of yours truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>From the Mouth of Yours Truly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5mOjs-GQ-8/TOMTh05Gw-I/AAAAAAAABmo/z3h5cq8uAso/s1600/from+th+mouth.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5mOjs-GQ-8/TOMTh05Gw-I/AAAAAAAABmo/z3h5cq8uAso/s320/from+th+mouth.gif" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its been a while, but I finally have a few things to share. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the things that MAY or MAY NOT have come out of my mouth lately. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;**This ones a little brutal... you have&amp;nbsp;been warned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-How about a little Stevie B... that might be a little bit more your speed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I'm currently experiencing technical difficulties... meaning I don't give a shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Your talking a good game, HOWEVER,&amp;nbsp;if you&amp;nbsp;keep it up...&amp;nbsp;the ONLY "ass" your gonna get, is when your finger rips through the toilet paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-You&amp;nbsp;got that&amp;nbsp;attitude and&amp;nbsp;stubbornness from me... and FYI- I have WAY more experience so you might want to cut it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I'm always on my best behavior... its just&amp;nbsp;that my best behavior isn't very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Never underestimate the power of a hissy fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-I still have accident forgiveness so don't think I wont run you over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-Every conversation is more fun if you start with a dirty mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-He also eats underwear, so I'm not sure I would take that as a compliment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What's come out of your mouth lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-7684784389706570011?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/7684784389706570011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=7684784389706570011&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7684784389706570011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7684784389706570011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/from-mouth-of-yours-truly.html' title='From the Mouth of Yours Truly...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5mOjs-GQ-8/TOMTh05Gw-I/AAAAAAAABmo/z3h5cq8uAso/s72-c/from+th+mouth.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4303100038892413241</id><published>2011-07-08T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T16:24:15.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five question friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.blogher.com/" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s200/nablopomo.jpg" width="183px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.blogher.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to learn more about NaBloPoMo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;To lighten things up a bit... how about another round of "Five Question Friday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" img="" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-7811.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to learn more about Five Question Friday&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. Do you think cursive writing is overrated? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Schools in Indiana have now voted to take teaching cursive writing out of their curriculum.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well shit...&amp;nbsp;Lets just vote to skip school all together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We keep taking the basics out of the curriculum. At this point...&amp;nbsp;the kids&amp;nbsp;behind the register at all the fast food places can't count back simple change.&amp;nbsp;Some teachers are eliminating spelling tests and they are not required to teach multiplication. What's next?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ya know... I learndid all doze things and I turndid out jist fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. Do you still use a pocket calendar or notepad or do you keep your info on your smart phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I plaster my crap all over the place. In my phone, on the wall calendar, I leave notes all over the house with things to do. However, if its not on the fridge calendar... I wont be there. I can't seem to follow the calendar on the phone. Maybe its the old lady in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. What 3 things would you save if your house was burning down? (family &amp;amp; pets are already safe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1. My computer&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(for serious! Who gives a shit about the kids... they can run).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. Photos - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the ones that came before digital cameras can't be replaced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. My grandmothers&amp;nbsp;stemware -&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some belonged to my great-great grandmother and some were my great-grandmothers. It would break my heart to loose them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. Country Mouse or City Mouse, err Person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Can I split the difference? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I do not care for the craziness of the city. But I also like to live close to stuff. This is how we&amp;nbsp;roll now... not in the middle of it all, but close enough that cow tipping&amp;nbsp;is NOT our only form of entertainment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. If you could pick ANY reality show to go on, which would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*scratches head*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*ques Jeopardy music*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*has total blond moment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*turns to google... searches top 10 reality shows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Survivor - YUCK but I would loose lots of weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Bachelor - already married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Flavor of Love - hellz no even if I wasn't married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Apprentice - do-able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;America's Next Top Model - Not even 20 yrs ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Extreme Makeover - ooo! Then maybe I could do the above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Biggest Looser - Probably need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Amazing Race - I think I can... I think I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Hills - like... no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;John &amp;amp; Kate plus 8 - am I Kate, one of the 8 or the nanny? Either way, I'm thinking no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Survey says... Extreme Makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And just because I said I would answer them... there was a few questions in the comments last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671634676455946839"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt; wanted to know when you would see a pic of me in my stripper shoes... here you go twin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="150px" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/267891_1942625337708_1604704127_31881482_876631_n.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09752883120541646427"&gt;Meri&lt;/a&gt; wanted to know the difference between "assier" and "a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;ier". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well Meri... that would be the dollar signs :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02826248976364694184"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; wanted to know who in the world gets their groceries delivered... Beats the fuzz out of me Amy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anything else you wanna know??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4303100038892413241?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4303100038892413241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4303100038892413241&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4303100038892413241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4303100038892413241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday.html' title='Five Question Friday...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4775485895468279339</id><published>2011-07-07T19:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:04:15.454-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Swimming Strong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/"&gt;Click here to learn more about NaBloPoMo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/page/prompts-1"&gt;prompt&lt;/a&gt; is... &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Do you consider yourself a strong swimmer?"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have wrote about strength in one form or another several times. My strength seems to be one of the things I question a lot thanks to the&amp;nbsp;challenges of the past few years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Those of you that have been around a while already know I struggle with this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Going with the theme...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I use to be a strong swimmer... Olympic! I could change direction with grace. I could breast stroke, back stroke and butterfly without a ripple in the water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On the outside it may seem that my gifts have not faltered, but on the inside I have to think about every stroke before I make it. Its a lot more effort these days to make it across the pool and there&amp;nbsp;are days I&amp;nbsp;think I will drowned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then there are days when I just float quietly. As I drift, I think about all the races I've won. I can see it... my gift to swim and the strength with in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Even if my mind messes with me... my strength to swim is there. I am a strong swimmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If only I wouldn't loose my faith in my abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4775485895468279339?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4775485895468279339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4775485895468279339&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4775485895468279339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4775485895468279339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/nablopomo.html' title='Swimming Strong...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6657692555509303341</id><published>2011-07-06T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T12:28:46.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Today its all about the fish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMO... day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just for fun, I decided to go with today's &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/page/prompts-1"&gt;prompt&lt;/a&gt; again. &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"What kind of fish are you most like?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I admit, I don't know a whole lot about fish personalities so I did what any normal adult who plays on Facebook a lot would do... I took a personality quiz. YES! It was about what type of fish I am. &lt;img height="25px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2197/2197083gw0kkoap4d.gif" width="60px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Step 1: Go to Google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Step 2: Type in What kink of fish are you most like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Step 3: Choose a quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Let me just say in advance that I took three different quizzes. Quiz one and two both informed me I was a shark. Excuse me! I am no shark! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I liked quiz three the best... it called me a Fancy Guppy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="183" data-width="275" height="183px" id="rg_hi" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQrzrKquwlovSzXNwCJxG8_sz9S_uanoudB2iqEJQf-gB_zoZ1L" style="height: 183px; width: 275px;" width="275px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You're probably well-liked by the opposite gender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You're the type that wants a happy family later in life, or already has one currently. You can range from average to absolutely brilliant, depending on the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That's sounds like me. I have always been able to "hang with the boys". I have never been an&amp;nbsp;prissy girl but I&amp;nbsp;CAN clean up well&amp;nbsp;. I play sports but love pink. I prefer jeans, but kick em with some kick ass heals. You know... that type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy family... check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And "brilliant". Why yes, yes I am thankyouverymuch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HA! Told you I'm not a shark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy hump day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6657692555509303341?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6657692555509303341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6657692555509303341&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6657692555509303341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6657692555509303341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/today-its-all-about-fish.html' title='Today its all about the fish...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-7601441269161667711</id><published>2011-07-05T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T22:18:48.419-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>In Open Water...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today's &lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/page/prompts-1"&gt;prompt&lt;/a&gt; from NaBloPoMo is &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Are you scared of being in open water?"&lt;/span&gt; I figured I would take a "dive" at this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My kids love to swim out to the sandbar when we go to the beach. Probably because my hubby told them you can find starfish out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(when will he ever learn?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We haven't found any starfish yet. But since I won't allow my kids to swim out there alone... I get to hang out on the sandbar too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On the way to the sandbar the water gets deep. You can't touch and&amp;nbsp;you can't see. You kind of swim blindly until all of a sudden you hit the sandbar and you can stand. As a kid, I never thought about that part. I just swam with no cares because that's where my friends were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now... that is all I think about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now... I have two kids swimming along side me and I can't touch or see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Swimming blind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Kinda like taking care of diabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dealing with diabetes feels a lot like&amp;nbsp;swimming in&amp;nbsp;open water. Some days you can't see the land.&amp;nbsp;Some days the waves crash into you and force you under. And some days... the seas are calm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As&amp;nbsp;the mom of a type one,&amp;nbsp;any direction I choose to swim can take me under. But the worst part... It won't take me down alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So I guess if I am answering honestly...&amp;nbsp;I am scared of being in open water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-7601441269161667711?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/7601441269161667711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=7601441269161667711&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7601441269161667711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/7601441269161667711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/in-open-water.html' title='In Open Water...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-4048199605311268519</id><published>2011-07-04T11:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:45:32.212-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="297px" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1369/1369400tbv7jndox3.gif" width="490px" /&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;May your fireworks be shiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;May your food be grilled just right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;May you be surrounded by friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;on this celebrated night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;May your numbers mind their manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;May you eat the day away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;May you not forget the soldiers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;when you bow your head to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy 4th everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-4048199605311268519?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/4048199605311268519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=4048199605311268519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4048199605311268519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/4048199605311268519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/may-your-fireworks-be-shiny-may-your.html' title='Happy 4th'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1174130661204086921</id><published>2011-07-03T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T11:16:23.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Five Question Friday... the Sunday Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751565"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751566"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To learn more about NaBloPoMo... click &lt;span id="goog_1002751577"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751570"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He&lt;span id="goog_1002751582"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751583"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;re&lt;span id="goog_1002751578"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751571"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Since it's Sunday I am going to make this post light and easy. I had a "from the mouth of yours truly" post almost ready, but there MIGHT be a few things in there that MIGHT not be appropriate for Sunday reading. I don't want to push my luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So for today I am going to follow in the footsteps of Amy from &lt;a href="http://amy-tinyblessings.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-on-saturday.html"&gt;Tiny Blessings&lt;/a&gt; and answer the questions from Five Question Friday... except hers was on Saturday and mine is on a Sunday. Close enough right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;span id="goog_1002751522"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751505"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-7111.html"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751517"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HE&lt;span id="goog_1002751530"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751531"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;RE&lt;span id="goog_1002751518"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751506"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="goog_1002751523"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to learn more about Five Question Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;1. If you had the opportunity to bungee jump, would you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Well Hell Yeah!&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Keep it clean Lora) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your darn tootin I would. Why not? There was an 80 year old grandma that was on the news the other day for jumping out of a plane. I'm only &lt;strike&gt;thirty&lt;/strike&gt;...&amp;nbsp;er twenty nine. I can jump out of a plane... no problemo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751448"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751460"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751462"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751464"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751466"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751468"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751446"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751451"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751454"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751458"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751473"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751480"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751481"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751474"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751459"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751455"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751452"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751447"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751469"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751467"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751465"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751463"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751461"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1002751449"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. Would you rather go to the movie theater or to the drive-in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Theatre! If I want to sit in my car and watch a movie... I'll just tote my laptop out to the driveway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Besides... its too hard to see the movie when the windows fog up. &lt;img height="20" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/264/264542mimgd64cvk.gif" width="35" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(what? It's humid in Florida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;3. Do you have your groceries delivered?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SURE DO!!! By the hubby that is. He does the grocery shopping. I am one lucky lady!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. Eyebrows: Do you wax, thread, pluck, or stay au naturel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I prefer to wax... nothing better than getting your hair ripped out&amp;nbsp;with a sticky a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt; piece of paper.&amp;nbsp;Actually, I'm due for a good waxing. I do pluck in between so no worries about me being "bushy".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. Would the people you went to high school with be surprised by your life today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I don't know. Probably not. I don't think I've done/or haven't done anything unexpected. I don't even think I've&amp;nbsp;changed a lot. Older... yes! Smart a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;ier(not thinking that's a real&amp;nbsp;word)... absolutely! Less tolerant... you betcha! But overall... I am still me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And there you go... 5 questions you didn't know you wanted the answers to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Is there anything else you wanted to know?? I just might tell you the answer :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="96" src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 393px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 769px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1174130661204086921?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1174130661204086921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1174130661204086921&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1174130661204086921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1174130661204086921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/five-question-friday-sunday-edition.html' title='Five Question Friday... the Sunday Edition'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-9072571989718282787</id><published>2011-07-02T14:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T14:44:32.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going back to work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Coming to terms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NaBloPoMo... day 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the pic to learn more about NaBloPoMo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When we first found out I was pregnant I was a working girl. Moving up in the company and happy in my position. I had no intention of quitting my job to become a hOuSe wIfe... uh no! Anthony had expressed his preference of me staying home, but didn't push the subject on me in any way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then... when I was around 29 weeks along, I got sick with Toxemia and landed in the hospital for a few weeks before they induced me just shy of my 32nd week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here I was... released from the hospital without my tiny, 4lb,&amp;nbsp;baby girl.&amp;nbsp;I had to leave her there in the NICU. No way of knowing how she was at all times. Yes, I spent lots of time&amp;nbsp;there, but its not the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUlBHgddEzw/Tg9iQaUv6gI/AAAAAAAAB60/JVZl4Ud1EtI/s1600/SCAN0256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUlBHgddEzw/Tg9iQaUv6gI/AAAAAAAAB60/JVZl4Ud1EtI/s320/SCAN0256.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was during that time I decided that my career wasn't so important after all. Gods way of showing me maybe?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And then I was a stay at home mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Justin was born 14 months later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(no, not on purpose). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Justin was full term,&amp;nbsp;healthy and just as beautiful as his sister. Granted, during the first few weeks he was home I really did want to run away. Having a new born and a 14 month old was not easy to adjust to at first. I had Anthony neutered right after Justin was born :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I had fallen into my new position surprisingly easy and b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;eing home turned out to be a&amp;nbsp;blessing when Justin was a little over a year old. That's when all the appointments started. I don't know how I would have had time to work. We spent four days a week in a therapy office on top of neurology appointments, test after test... after test. Constant ear infections turned out to be an IGA deficiency and ear tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(twice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. This just touches the surface of it all, but is not the reason for this post so I will move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Once the kids started school... I found my new calling as a volunteer. I did a little to much of this, but I loved it. It kept me busy and the schedule was somewhat flexible for me to advocate for Justin's needs. I've done&amp;nbsp;a whole lot of advocating over the past seven years. It was hard, stressful and probably the most important thing I've done aside from just being a mom. Again, how do working people with special needs children&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(diabetic included)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;do this?? It can become a full time position all in itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When the economy took a huge hit... financially, so did we. We held on in hopes that it would get better, but a significant loss in income coupled with a added need of costly medical supplies after Justin was diagnosed;&amp;nbsp;faced me with the reality of going back to work.&amp;nbsp;This may be hard for some people to understand, I was one of those people 12 years ago, but this was heartbreaking for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I haven't even been able to rewrite my blogs profile info. Doing that would mean that I have to come to terms with my new reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(can you believe that is what inspired me to write this post)&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I started substitute teaching in September of 2009. This was perfect. Flexible with the continuous doctor appointments. I could still volunteer and I love being at the school and in the classroom. Problem was... the pay sucks and its not steady. The other dilemma I faced was the lack of consistency. With D in the mix and with my personality&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(mostly with my personality)&lt;/span&gt; I needed more of a schedule. It was throwing me off to not know if I was working until the morning of on most days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So when I got a call last August about a part time administrative assistant job in an accounting department&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(right up my alley)&lt;/span&gt;... I ended up taking it. They knew I was going to continue to sub and were more than willing to work with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I did both all last year. I came to realize that I needed&amp;nbsp;the consistency of a schedule even more than I thought I did.&amp;nbsp;It calmed me. Put things back in some form of order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When summer vacation&amp;nbsp;started closing in... I was faced with yet another decision. I don't work enough&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(only 3 days a week at this job)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;to make day care cost effective. Though my kids are old enough to stay home... diabetes at home alone was a different story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In truth, I wanted to take the summer off, but I had to be honest with myself and admit that I really couldn't do that without consequences financially. As it was... I would loose the income from subbing. This was REALLY hard to face and it has taken me a long time to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After lots of stressing and talking and thinking; Anthony and I decided that he would take take a day off opposite me whenever possible. His other day off is always Sunday. This meant that the kids would be left home alone two days a week for six hours a day. Scared the crap out of me from a diabetes perspective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When the day came for me to leave them home... I was terrified. I have relied a lot on Leighanna&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(even more so than usual) &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;to keep Justin in check &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;is doing a&amp;nbsp;great job. I couldn't ask for a better big sister than my 4lb preemie has become. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So I'm coming to terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would love more than anything in the world to continue to be a stay at home mom, continue volunteering&amp;nbsp;and eventually advocate for others. After all, that is where my heart is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbIevMtsWMg/Tg9iflzHmgI/AAAAAAAAB64/JLXtiXKUxs4/s1600/IMG_2473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbIevMtsWMg/Tg9iflzHmgI/AAAAAAAAB64/JLXtiXKUxs4/s320/IMG_2473.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But reality is that I need to work. I even need to get serious about going full time and have faith that the kids will be okay with me not being at school all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AND as difficult as it is... I need to update my profile info and come to terms with the path that life has taken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-9072571989718282787?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/9072571989718282787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=9072571989718282787&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/9072571989718282787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/9072571989718282787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/coming-to-terms.html' title='Coming to terms...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-6865868734261612513</id><published>2011-07-01T07:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T17:20:02.845-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nablopomo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='type 1 awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diabetic child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d mom'/><title type='text'>Riding the Crazy Train... AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nablopomo.blogher.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s320/nablopomo.jpg" width="293px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the photo to learn more about NaBloPoMo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And here we go again! If you were around last &lt;a href="http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2010/11/oh-no-not-me-too.html"&gt;November&lt;/a&gt;, you might remember I signed up for NaBloPoMo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(National Blog Posting Month) &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;along with a few of my favorite D-Mama's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well... I am at it again! I just signed up to post the entire month of July. You can read more about NaBloPoMo by clicking on the photo above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I decided to join mostly because I liked this months theme - SWIM. It's not just about swimming pools and fun in the sun. It's also about life. And I think we can all relate to "swimming" through this diabetic life. Sometimes its sink or swim, sometimes we get bit by the shark and sometimes we get swept into the current and float along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No matter what... we have to always tell ourselves to just keep swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The other reason was... its summer time and I need motivation to blog during all the craziness of the kids being home. I need to make sure I put as much effort into my blog as I do my tan. Which is looking pretty darn good by the way. Now if the sun would just come back out to play... I wouldn't go all pasty again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OH!! Wait... I now have a third reason...&amp;nbsp;I take on this challenge because &lt;a href="http://three30three.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; "demanded" I post more. You asked for it Amy! Now I expect to see you here commenting everyday :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;**This just in... Amy has decided to accept my challenge and raise me a "Ka-chow".&amp;nbsp;You can read all&amp;nbsp;about it &lt;a href="http://three30three.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-fridays.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As for everyone else... I sure hope I don't scare you all off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Be sure to visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_37186"&gt;Heather&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; @&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweet2thesoul.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet to the Soul&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;a href="http://three30three.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt; Three Thirty Three&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_860387615"&gt;Wendy &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candyheartsblog.com/"&gt;Candy Hearts&lt;/a&gt; who have decided to ride the NaBloPoMo current with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy July 1st!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uywVahBqVk8/TNV4_cvSJXI/AAAAAAAABhw/sRsD3cXBjVU/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-6865868734261612513?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/6865868734261612513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=6865868734261612513&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6865868734261612513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/6865868734261612513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/07/riding-crazy-train-again.html' title='Riding the Crazy Train... AGAIN!'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEElRsbQlmw/TgzxIf5rnTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/kf9hKkNmu24/s72-c/nablopomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-1804552432620748277</id><published>2011-06-30T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T12:38:28.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Ups and Downs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have had my share of personal struggles while dealing with Justin's long history of "challenges".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just don't always write about them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, let me rephrase that... sometimes I do&amp;nbsp;write them, but I don't hit the publish button.&amp;nbsp;I have plenty of drafts that will not see the light of the computer screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I often go back a while later and read those unpublished posts as a reminder that I can survive. I did survive. So I guess they do serve some purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These days...&amp;nbsp;things are looking up. There's a possible solution to some struggles we have been enduring as a family. I am praying that things fall into place and make that possible.&amp;nbsp;Even the possibility of this solution has returned a smile to my face, even if it proves to be temporary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I also found a way to save money on test strips thanks to a conversation I had with &lt;a href="http://www.theprincessandthepump.com/"&gt;Hallie&lt;/a&gt; the other day. Thanks Hallie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And I have two great kids... but I already knew that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Point is... its okay to have these ups and downs. I try to remember that. It doesn't matter&amp;nbsp;how long ago we were diagnosed. It doesn't matter how we look on the outside. His age doesn't matter. Diabetes can knock you on your ass quicker than Laila Ali.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wrote the following post&amp;nbsp;on April 9th -&amp;nbsp;right after we found out Justin also has a form of Epilepsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This day was a little dark... but I survived and I will continue to survive. We all will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;“The most important questions in life can never be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;answered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;by anyone except oneself.” ~John Fowles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I never use to question my strength. I knew I was strong. I was not without challenges. Something came up... I handled it. No problem. I knew who I was and what I was capable of. I felt I could take on anything and survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These days I question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I question how much more I can take. How much more I can handle. How much more&amp;nbsp;will I be expected to handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I question how many more nights I can go without sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I question how I find myself again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I queston when I will stop being consumed with guilt and worry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I question when the next thing will sneak up on me. Will I see it coming this time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I question my mind. My abilities. Where my hope and spirit&amp;nbsp;has gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I even question my faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hugs to all my friends. May your days be full of love and strength. And may you know you have enough of both to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEgnZb81OSw/TOsduukIEAI/AAAAAAAABow/9Y8XKeGeMdY/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEgnZb81OSw/TOsduukIEAI/AAAAAAAABow/9Y8XKeGeMdY/s1600/lora+d+signature+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8569641350490898348-1804552432620748277?l=www.mydiabetic-child.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/feeds/1804552432620748277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8569641350490898348&amp;postID=1804552432620748277&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1804552432620748277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8569641350490898348/posts/default/1804552432620748277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mydiabetic-child.com/2011/06/theres-ups-and-downs.html' title='There&apos;s Ups and Downs...'/><author><name>Lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0MMv6jLEZE/Soc4OBzdiCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jE2kSJXes9k/S220/Picture1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEgnZb81OSw/TOsduukIEAI/AAAAAAAABow/9Y8XKeGeMdY/s72-c/lora+d+signature+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569641350490898348.post-2413839420391991825</id><published>2011-06-22T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:39:13.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JDRF walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtual 5k'/><title type='text'>I'm in... are you???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm all signed up for this weekends &lt;a href="http://mommysarunner.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-is-go-time-race-to-cure-diabetes-5k.html"&gt;Virtual 5k&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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