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	<title>Brainlint &#187; Heather Downey</title>
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		<title>It&#8217;s All Downhill From Here, Right?</title>
		<link>http://blog.brainlint.net/2010/08/its-all-downhill-from-here-right/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 17:28:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, everything is different now.  first, I have to go over to the &#8216;about me&#8217; page and change &#8220;almost 40&#8243; to &#8220;40.&#8221;  I had about a bazillion people wish me a happy birthday, and it felt great.  What didn&#8217;t feel so great?  The hangover I had for my entire 40th birthday.  BUT, it was a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, everything is different now.  first, I have to go over to the &#8216;about me&#8217; page and change &#8220;almost 40&#8243; to &#8220;40.&#8221;  I had about a bazillion people wish me a happy birthday, and it felt great.  What didn&#8217;t feel so great?  The hangover I had for my entire 40th birthday.  BUT, it was a lot of fun getting to that hangover.  Lemmie give you the deets:</p>
<p>Friday, the 2oth, was the day that I was getting to celebrate.  Now, I knew that we were having friends over that evening for a deck party.  Tony told me to take the day to myself and be back by 6:00.  Hey, I wasn&#8217;t going to fight him on that!  I left the house, and headed to lunch.  I had a nice, quiet, lunch at Friday&#8217;s.  No kids bugging me, asking when the food was coming.  I sat at the bar.  It was fantastic.</p>
<p>Next, I headed to the bookstore.  And I didn&#8217;t look at one children&#8217;s book.  Again, awesome.  Peaceful.  Off to Kohl&#8217;s.  I got a piece of art for my new, grown up walls and a new pair of shades.  I poked around the new Kirkland&#8217;s that opened near me, and then off to Target.  I bought all new make up.  Lotions.  Soaps.  (OK, I did buy Play-Doh, but it was the one thing I forgot on the back to school list).  Then I went gambling.  Nothing like playing the slots <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   And you know&#8230;even when you go to the Casino with somebody, you always end up splitting up.</p>
<p>So, when I was done I got in the car to go home.  I blared some of my old CD&#8217;s (instead of listening to whatever movie the kids are watching).  I listened to the Pulp Fiction soundtrack.  Can&#8217;t listen to that with kids in the car.</p>
<p>I got home, gathered my new belongings, and headed up the steps.  When I opened the door, bunches of friends were there IN COSTUME to greet me.  They had planed a 70&#8242;s themed party.  It was fantastic.  All the kids had tye-dye on, one of our friends wore classic black roller skates, and Tony looked like this:</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/011.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-674" title="011" src="http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/011.jpg" alt="" width="332" height="442" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">There was a ton of food, a fantastic tiramisu cake,  a variety of adult beverages, and it was just a darn good time.  Of course, I had TOO MUCH fun.  We played drinking games that I hadn&#8217;t played in FOREVER!!!  We played Drug Dealer, we played Flip Cup.  It was all good.  I fell asleep next to Tony, on the deck, about 1:30 in the morning.  He dealt with the kids all night, and then tucked me into bed.  I spent the entire morning of my ACTUAL birthday on the couch.  But the kids did this for me:</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/012.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-675" title="012" src="http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/012.jpg" alt="" width="292" height="219" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">I was a slug all day.  About 5:00 I decided that I needed something greasy and spicy to make me feel better.  I ate the most awesome Italian Hoagie with sausage, hot peppers, green peppers and mushrooms.  It DID make me feel better.  A little.  I still felt it a bit on Sunday, but I made it through.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">So, 40 years old.  And what happens today?  The kids went to school.  My baby went to kindergarten.  Which made me feel extra old.  And YOU KNOW how much I&#8217;ve complained about the fighting.  But I still cried after they got on the bus.  Hmmph.  Go figure.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">40?  Not the end of the world.  I&#8217;ll take it <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>I&#8217;m Ready, I&#8217;m Ready, I&#8217;m Ready!</title>
		<link>http://blog.brainlint.net/2010/06/im-ready-im-ready-im-ready/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2010 15:07:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tomorrow is the last day of school.  Here&#8217;s a list of things I&#8217;m ready for: SLEEPING IN! Heading to the matinee Lazy mornings in PJ&#8217;s Trips for ice cream The kids splashing in the pool The drive in Riding bikes on the trail Carnivals Things I&#8217;m not looking forward to: &#8220;I&#8217;m bored!&#8221; &#8220;She hit me!&#8221; [...]]]></description>
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<p>Tomorrow is the last day of school.  Here&#8217;s a list of things I&#8217;m ready for:</p>
<ul>
<li>SLEEPING IN!</li>
<li>Heading to the matinee</li>
<li>Lazy mornings in PJ&#8217;s</li>
<li>Trips for ice cream</li>
<li>The kids splashing in the pool</li>
<li>The drive in</li>
<li>Riding bikes on the trail</li>
<li>Carnivals</li>
</ul>
<p>Things I&#8217;m not looking forward to:</p>
<ul>
<li>&#8220;I&#8217;m bored!&#8221;</li>
<li>&#8220;She hit me!&#8221;</li>
<li>&#8220;I&#8217;m hot!&#8221;</li>
<li>Keeping their brains working</li>
</ul>
<p>So, I guess I AM looking forward to summer.  But I also get excited about them going back to school.  Seeing that back to school is 76 days away, I&#8217;m just going to enjoy the Summer stuff first.  Then I can get excited about new pencils, glue sticks, teachers and outfits.  I&#8217;ve decided that I&#8217;m going to take some time to ACT LIKE A KID this summer.  I may even put my bathing suit on once or twice.  Why?  Because this is the last summer that I am IN MY THIRTIES!  I&#8217;m going to be carefree (I hope), fun and silly.  I will eat popsicles.  I will draw with chalk.  I will jump rope.  I will teach my kids to do a cartwheel.  Don&#8217;t get me wrong&#8230;I&#8217;m not going to be a boring, strict 40 year old.  But I think I&#8217;ll suck up the last bit of my thirties, and then get back to &#8216;the grind&#8217; once I turn 40 and school starts again.</p>
<p>ENJOY THE START OF SUMMER!!!!!</p>
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		<title>They Can&#8217;t Be Babies Forever &#8211; Thank God!</title>
		<link>http://blog.brainlint.net/2010/06/they-cant-be-babies-forever-thank-god/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2010 14:37:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, as I sit here on the last Friday of school, I&#8217;m thinking about the summer and the girls going to school in the fall.  I&#8217;m very much looking forward to summer.  I love that the girls will sleep in a bit.  No more 6:30 a.m. wake ups.  I love that they can stay up [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, as I sit here on the last Friday of school, I&#8217;m thinking about the summer and the girls going to school in the fall.  I&#8217;m very much looking forward to summer.  I love that the girls will sleep in a bit.  No more 6:30 a.m. wake ups.  I love that they can stay up a little later, and they don&#8217;t get all crankified. (Yes, I made up a word.)  I love stopping for ice cream, catching an afternoon movie, and visiting with friends and family that we&#8217;re too busy to visit with while school is in session.</p>
<p>There are parts of summer that get a little trying, though.  Although Becca and Chloe generally get along, there will be afternoons where they can&#8217;t be in the same room together without being mean to each other.  I&#8217;m sure there will also be lots of &#8220;I&#8217;m bored!!!&#8221; and &#8220;There&#8217;s nothing to do!&#8221;  I&#8217;ll take it though.  I think I&#8217;m ready.  But if you talk to me in August, I might be singing a different tune.</p>
<p>My friend Marlo asked me yesterday if I was going to be sad that they are both going to be in school all day come the fall.  You know what?  I&#8217;m not.  I don&#8217;t mean that in a greedy way, though.  I will definitely miss all our little conversations and cuddles.  And I WILL like to have some time back to myself.  But more than anything, I&#8217;m proud of them.  I&#8217;m proud of they way the girls became great friends on vacation.  I&#8217;m proud of they way they made friends in the pool.  I love that they are buddies, and ready to take on the Primary School as a team. I&#8217;m proud that they&#8217;re not extremely annoying or mean to other people.</p>
<p>I really think that I will enjoy watching them flourish, watching them make more friends, help people and become more confident.  I&#8217;m excited for the unknown that will happen as they grow older.  I will mention, though, that my tune may again change when they are older&#8230;like 13 and 15.  I can&#8217;t see that being too easy.</p>
<p>Have a great weekend, and GET READY FOR SUMMER!</p>
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		<title>Bucket List Revisited</title>
		<link>http://blog.brainlint.net/2010/04/bucket-list-revisited/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 14:33:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, I&#8217;ve finally gotten up the courage to edit my bucket list.  Seeing that I wrote this bucket list back in my early twenties, my priorities have changed a bit.  You can see my bucket list on some previous posts (Bucket List Part 1 and Bucket List Part 2). So, here&#8217;s what I&#8217;m removing from [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, I&#8217;ve finally gotten up the courage to edit my bucket list.  Seeing that I wrote this bucket list back in my early twenties, my priorities have changed a bit.  You can see my bucket list on some previous posts (<a href="http://blog.brainlint.net/2009/07/bucket-list-part-1/">Bucket List Part 1</a> and <a href="http://blog.brainlint.net/2009/07/13/">Bucket List Part 2</a>).</p>
<p>So, here&#8217;s what I&#8217;m removing from my bucket list:</p>
<ol>
<li>Kill Bill (um, for obvious reasons&#8230;and that damn Quentin Tarantino stole my title)</li>
<li>Eat 1 pound of grape jelly beans (don&#8217;t enjoy puking)</li>
<li>Kill 2 birds with 1 stone (again, with the killing&#8230;but I have succeeded in what it means, not the literal sense)</li>
<li>Meet Brad Pitt. (meh&#8230;)</li>
<li>Convince Janelle she&#8217;s not fat (haven&#8217;t seen her in years&#8230;)</li>
<li>Marry a rich man (but like I said, we can still become rich <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' />  )</li>
<li>Drive on the autobahn (I&#8217;ve had my moments of driving 100 mph.  That was enough)</li>
</ol>
<p>So, I didn&#8217;t really take that much off.  Here&#8217;s what is still ON the list.  And yes, some of them are pretty odd.  I kept some on just because I figured that if I wanted to do it then, why not just follow through?</p>
<ol>
<li>Skydiving (I MIGHT do this soon)</li>
<li>Learn to play the harmonica (I&#8217;m planning this when I&#8217;m retired and not chasing around children)</li>
<li>Ride the skycoaster at Kennywood</li>
<li>Snow skiing</li>
<li>Water skiing</li>
<li>Visit New York City again</li>
<li>Play paintball again</li>
<li>Ride a dolphin</li>
<li>Go to Idaho (hey&#8230;why not?)</li>
<li>Blow a bubble bigger than my head</li>
<li>Milk a cow</li>
<li>Surf</li>
<li>Parasail</li>
<li>See Pearl Jam in concert</li>
<li>Build a cool sand castle</li>
<li>Pet a giraffe</li>
<li>See Letterman</li>
<li>Go to Vegas</li>
<li>Learn how to fix a car</li>
<li>Be in a talk show audience</li>
<li>Quit smoking</li>
<li>Go to Fiji</li>
<li>Get a degree</li>
<li>Scuba Diving</li>
<li>Get a bitchin&#8217; car</li>
<li>Be on a tv show</li>
<li>See a volcano</li>
<li>Go to Seattle</li>
<li>Paint a picture</li>
</ol>
<p>I figure that if I start planning shortly, I can knock out New York City, seeing Letterman and talk show audience all in one.  Now, here&#8217;s what I&#8217;m adding to the list:</p>
<ul>
<li>Be at my daughters&#8217; graduations/weddings/important life events</li>
<li>See my grandkids</li>
<li>Live on the beach</li>
<li>Either 1. Sell the restaurant or 2. Open another (Neither of these will happen for another three years or so.  I&#8217;m not quite sure which one we will ultimately decide on)</li>
<li>Accept that I don&#8217;t have to be right ALL OF THE TIME!!!</li>
<li>Weigh 130 pounds again (this may not happen until I&#8217;m in my seventies&#8230;..)</li>
<li>Develop closer relationships with my family and friends.</li>
<li>Hire a cleaning lady</li>
<li>Replace everything in my house that is stained from the kids and dog</li>
<li>Stop screaming at the kids so much</li>
<li>Make enough money to afford all this crap</li>
</ul>
<p>That&#8217;s what is in my brain right now.  I may add more.  I may take some off.  I should have my associates degree in December.  I&#8217;ll keep you posted on any updates <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>The Results of Somebody Who Doesn&#8217;t Plan Ahead</title>
		<link>http://blog.brainlint.net/2009/07/the-results-of-somebody-who-doesnt-plan-ahead/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 16:48:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I really should think things through sometimes.  Quite often, I act on impulse and deal with the consequences later.  :::sigh:::]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I really should think things through sometimes.  Quite often, I act on impulse and deal with the consequences later.  :::sigh:::</p>
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		<title>Bucket List Part 2</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 16:43:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As a continuation of yesterday&#8217;s Friday&#8217;s post, here is the second half of the Bucket List I wrote on a cocktail napkin when I was drunk, in a bar, 24 years old and a woman scorned Inspire Bill for  idea for a book (I think I did this that night, but I can&#8217;t remember the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a continuation of <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">yesterday&#8217;s</span> <a href="http://blog.brainlint.net/2009/07/bucket-list-part-1/">Friday&#8217;s post</a>, here is the second half of the Bucket List I wrote on a cocktail napkin when I was drunk, in a bar, 24 years old and a woman scorned <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-305" title="Bucket List 1994 Part 2" src="http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/scan0002.jpg" alt="Bucket List 1994 Part 2" width="217" height="424" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<ol>
<li> <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Inspire Bill for  idea for a book </span>(I think I did this that night, but I can&#8217;t remember the book idea)</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Teach Tony a lesson</span> (remember&#8230;we were broken up.  And I taught him a lesson &#8211; I married him <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  )</li>
<li>Learn how to fix a car</li>
<li>Be in a talk show audience</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Roast a turkey</span> &#8211; It wasn&#8217;t exactly the most fantastic turkey, but it wasn&#8217;t terrible</li>
<li>Quit smoking &#8211; nope, haven&#8217;t done that one yet</li>
<li>Convince Janelle she&#8217;s not fat (Janelle was a co-worker of ours.  She was not fat. Haven&#8217;t seen her in years.)</li>
<li>Go to Fiji</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Open a bar</span> (I&#8217;m surprised this was on my list back then.  But did it&#8230;livin&#8217; the dream)</li>
<li>Get a degree (Although I attended college, I never did get a degree.  I&#8217;m not sure I want that one to stay on the list, though.  In my opinion, I can learn what I want to learn without getting a degree.  The only reason I would need a degree would be to advance at a job.  I plan on being my own boss for the rest of my life)</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Drink at Sal&#8217;s Bar</span> &#8211; Sal&#8217;s bar was a little bar in Crafton, PA.  It was an old guy bar. But I always wanted to go in.  I did.  It burned down a few years after I went in, so it&#8217;s a good thing I crossed it off when I did.</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Get a tattoo</span> &#8211; I did that.  Twice.  And they were both during that &#8216;break-up year.&#8217;</li>
<li>Marry a rich man &#8211; Semantics, semantics.  Tony was not rich when we married.  We are not rich now.  But who&#8217;s to say we won&#8217;t become rich?  I&#8217;m holding out for that.</li>
<li>Scuba Diving &#8211; I&#8217;ve been snorkeling, but never scuba diving.</li>
<li>Get a bitchin&#8217; car &#8211; Yeah, that&#8217;s still on the list.  Unless you count a Chrysler Pacifica as a bitchin&#8217; car.   No?  I didn&#8217;t think so <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> </li>
<li>Drive on the autoban &#8211; Another interesting one&#8230;.</li>
<li>Be on a t.v. show</li>
<li>See a volcano</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Belly button pierced</span> &#8211; that was when I was skinny.  No more.</li>
<li>Go to Seattle</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Finish this list</span> (I think it was actually &#8216;finish writing this list.&#8217;  That&#8217;s why it&#8217;s crossed off)</li>
<li>Paint a picture</li>
</ol>
<p>So, that was the bucket list from way back when.  Sorry I didn&#8217;t get to finish this weekend.  I met up with old friends, headed to the<a href="http://www.carnegiesciencecenter.org/"> science center</a>, cleaned, napped&#8230;it was all good.</p>
<p>Anyway, you&#8217;ll notice that there&#8217;s no mention of kids or a family on this list.  Well, if I had written this list either six months earlier or six months later, that stuff would have been on there.   But, as I said, I was a woman scorned at the time, and had (temporarily) given up on the whole &#8220;white picket fence, 2.2 kids, American dream&#8221; thing.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m going to work on this list.  And, I think I&#8217;ll create a new one.  I may leave some stuff off that&#8217;s on this old list.  But I have plenty more to add.  I&#8217;ll need to think about it a little.  I&#8217;d love to see your bucket list!  Please share <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   You can leave a link in the comments here, or send me something on twitter (@hdowney) or facebook (facebook.com/heatherdowney).</p>
<p>Have a great day!</p>
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		<title>Bucket List Part 1</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, I&#8217;ve figured out what to write about.  I am no longer in my little funk.  I&#8217;m a glowing ball of sunshine (a little sarcasm there).  I think we&#8217;re going to plan a trip to Idlewild.  I think. Anyway, I was poking around in the garage, seeing if I had enough crap to participate in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, I&#8217;ve figured out what to write about.  I am no longer in my little funk.  I&#8217;m a glowing ball of sunshine (a little sarcasm there).  I think we&#8217;re going to plan a trip to Idlewild.  I think.</p>
<p>Anyway, I was poking around in the garage, seeing if I had enough crap to participate in our neighborhood garage sale.  I didn&#8217;t get very much accomplished, but I DID come across a bunch of old memories.  I looked through yearbooks.  I found an old program from my High School musical.  And I found this:</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-299" title="Bucket List 1994 part 1" src="http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/scan0001.jpg" alt="Bucket List 1994 part 1" width="220" height="416" /></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">It&#8217;s a list of things I want to do before I die.  There&#8217;s some more on the other side, so I&#8217;ll save that for tomorrow. So, let&#8217;s investigate this a little further, mmmmkay?  Just remember &#8211; when I wrote this I was 24, drinking beer in a bar, and Tony and I were &#8216;on a break.&#8217; (read:  he broke up with me, and we didn&#8217;t get back together for a year).</p>
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<li>Kill Bill (<a href="http://www.whitebillscott.com/">Bill</a> was my very good friend at the time. I didn&#8217;t really want to kill him, but he must have been getting on my nerves)</li>
<li>Skydiving &#8211; Yes, I&#8217;ve had the opportunity a couple of times recently.  I will do this.  Maybe next year.</li>
<li>Learn to play the harmonica &#8211; Interesting&#8230;</li>
<li>New <a href="http://www.kennywood.com/img/ride_photos/skycoaster_1lg.jpg">Ride at Kennywood</a>.  I still haven&#8217;t ridden this.  At this time, the new ride was the Skycoaster. I just haven&#8217;t gotten to it yet, because I&#8217;m not a fan of parting with the money.  But I will.</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Ice Skating</span> &#8211; I had done it when I wrote this, but I wanted to make sure I did it again.  I did</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Roller Skating</span> &#8211; <a href="http://blog.brainlint.net/2009/03/i-got-my-roller-boogie-on/">Um, same as number 5</a></li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">White Water Rafting</span> &#8211; Did it, had fun, drank beer after.</li>
<li>Skiing (Ski) &#8211; I think I meant snow skiing here <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  I&#8217;ve still never gone. I don&#8217;t really want to.  But I should do it once in my life</li>
<li>Skiing (Water) &#8211; Again, never did it.  Don&#8217;t really WANT to, but I should.</li>
<li>NYC &#8211; I have been to New York.  We went in high school and saw Cats.  But I want to go back one more time.</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Disney World</span> &#8211; When I wrote this, I had only been there as a kid.  I have since gone with Tony a couple of times.</li>
<li> <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Cancun</span> &#8211; Yup, same as number eleven.</li>
<li>Paintball &#8211; I have played paintball.  But I don&#8217;t think (although I&#8217;m not exactly sure) that I&#8217;ve done it again since I wrote this list.</li>
<li>Ride a Dolphin</li>
<li>Go to Idaho (Please, remember&#8230;I was drinking when I wrote this&#8230;no offense to anybody in Idaho)</li>
<li><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Move Out</span> &#8211; I did this a few months after writing this</li>
<li>Blow a bubble bigger than my head</li>
<li>Milk a cow</li>
<li>Surf</li>
<li>Parasail</li>
<li>See Pearl Jam in concert (Not so sure I&#8217;m up for concerts, but I&#8217;d try again for Pearl Jam.  I think.)</li>
<li>Eat 1 lb of grape jelly beans (There&#8217;s no way I could do it in one sitting, though)</li>
<li>Build a cool sand castle (I&#8217;ve build sand castles, but nothing really COOL)</li>
<li>Pet a giraffe</li>
<li>See Letterman</li>
<li>Kill 2 birds with 1 stone ( I think I meant this literally&#8230;if not, I can cross it off)</li>
<li>Go to Vegas (Yup, never been to Vegas)</li>
<li>Meet Brad Pitt</li>
</ol>
<p>Stay tuned for 29-50 tomorrow!</p>
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		<title>Another Blissful Week/Best Thing I Heard</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wow, this week has just cruised on by! We had a great Mother&#8217;s Day at Kennywood!  The lines were almost non-existent, the weather was cool but nice, and we had a great time.  Here&#8217;s my favorite picture of the girls from that day: That&#8217;s them on the kiddie coaster. But they had a great time [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, this week has just cruised on by!  We had a great Mother&#8217;s Day at Kennywood!  The lines were almost non-existent, the weather was cool but nice, and we had a great time.  Here&#8217;s my favorite picture of the girls from that day:
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<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg9y59kKJzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ebVo0XxBusI/s1600-h/chickies.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg9y59kKJzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ebVo0XxBusI/s320/chickies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336610423561660210" /></a>
<div>That&#8217;s them on the kiddie coaster. But they had a great time on the Jackrabbit, too!</div>
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<div>I thought I would share some of my Mother&#8217;s Day love&#8230;and laughs.  First off, I got a very cute card from Chloe that she made in preschool.  Inside, it had a cute photo of her out in the garden.  Then, I got Becca&#8217;s card.  She had been talking about it for three days.  It was a big surprise.  I totally cried when I read it.  Here are some of the pages:</div>
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<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg9zusWZKII/AAAAAAAAAHg/p77F7c-zJxg/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg9zusWZKII/AAAAAAAAAHg/p77F7c-zJxg/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336611329473587330" /></a>
<div>So, that one is &#8220;My favorite time together is when we&#8230;lay together in my bed.&#8221;  Cute.  Really, though, my legs aren&#8217;t quite that skinny.  </div>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg90Jml877I/AAAAAAAAAHo/c1ATkN7IVQ4/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg90Jml877I/AAAAAAAAAHo/c1ATkN7IVQ4/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336611791784701874" /></a><br />Yup, Becca wants to give me an indoor pool.  Not quite sure where we would put that one&#8230;and I think it may be more for HER.
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<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg90fOyt2HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PGTKXnWe7aA/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg90fOyt2HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PGTKXnWe7aA/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336612163352909938" /></a>Yup, this one makes me cry.  How totally sweet.  Really, I look like ass in the morning.   But at least I have my daughters snowed.  And I&#8217;m not sure why I don&#8217;t have any clothes on in this picture, but I don&#8217;t sleep in the buff.  I&#8217;m always too cold for that.  Now the next one has a little story:</div>
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<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg91QnA-1ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5QZHeVR02gk/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sg91QnA-1ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5QZHeVR02gk/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336613011668784530" /></a>Now, at first look it seems innocent enough.  &#8221;My favorite thing about my mother is we both like to play.&#8221;  I was reading the little book/card out loud.  When I got to this page, Becca exclaimed &#8220;Hey!  It&#8217;s not supposed to say we both like to play!  It&#8217;s suppposed to say we both want a slave!&#8221;</div>
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<div>The laughter just roared out of my mouth.  I said &#8220;Becca, I never said I wanted a SLAVE.  I said I wanted a MAID!&#8221;  I explained how having people as slaves is a completely terrible idea.  She was fine with my explanation.  Then I wondered&#8230;did the teacher choose not to write the whole slave thing because she felt uncomfortable with that?  I mean, I may have done the same thing&#8230;don&#8217;t get me wrong.  Then I thought &#8216;play&#8217; and &#8216;slave&#8217; could sound very much alike.  Especially in a noisy kindergarten classroom.  I was hoping that she heard &#8216;play&#8217; instead of &#8216;slave&#8217; because I really don&#8217;t want the teacher to think that I was upset with the outcome of the Civil War.  Then I looked at the picture.  Looks to me like somebody is bringing me and Becca something to eat at a table.  Servants?  Cooks?  OK, that I can handle.  I have a bunch of money and I pay them well.  I&#8217;m fine with that.</div>
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<div>But not slaves.</div>
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<div>Hell, I can&#8217;t even get my kids to clean up their toys.</div>
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<div>So, that&#8217;s my Mother&#8217;s Day chuckle.  Sorry I waited a while to share it.  I had this crazy flu/cold all week.  Producing one pound of snot per hour takes a lot of energy out of ya.  But I&#8217;m almost back to normal (as normal as I can be, anyway).  </div>
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<div>More later <img src='http://blog.brainlint.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </div>
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		<title>One Ticket to My Past, Please</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[First, let me say that I&#8217;m sorry for not posting over the past week or so. I truly got on vacation mode. Good thing I was actually on vacation. I relaxed. Really relaxed. I swam. Tony and I actually went OUT and had appetizers and drinks. I also plowed through three books while on vacation [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>First, let me say that I&#8217;m sorry for not posting over the past week or so.  I truly got on vacation mode.  Good thing I was actually on vacation.  I relaxed.  Really relaxed.  I swam.  Tony and I actually went OUT and had appetizers and drinks.  I also plowed through three books while on vacation (more on those later &#8211; The Sookie Stackhouse novels &#8211; love &#8216;em).  And you know what else I did?  I posted some old pics on Facebook.</p>
<p>Now that was fun.  Because I was at my folks&#8217; house, there was a treasure chest of old photos.  I tried not to be TOO embarrassing.  Well, not to anybody else, anyway.  I really don&#8217;t mind embarrassing myself.  At all.  Anyway, here are some of the pics that I posted, for your viewing pleasure.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sdb4W2XnzgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zTpc3iGKMAY/s1600-h/me1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sdb4W2XnzgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zTpc3iGKMAY/s320/me1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320713081220222466" border="0" /></a><br />I actually posted the entire class picture, but I didn&#8217;t want to step on any toes here on the blog.  But, do you see that?  Would you like to compare  Look at Chloe:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sdb7xx0Pn7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/kleG5rs34U0/s1600-h/Chloe.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sdb7xx0Pn7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/kleG5rs34U0/s200/Chloe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320716842389446578" border="0" /></a><br />Now, there&#8217;s a 3 year age difference here, and I was limited to whatever pics I have on my laptop (&#8216;cuz I&#8217;m comfy on the couch, here), but there really is a crazy resemblance.  I mean, she does have my genes and all&#8230;so I shouldn&#8217;t be surprised.  So, here is what she may look like in 17 years:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sdb8hb4qxVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sRv7Y92ALtU/s1600-h/Untitled+-+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZgT3I-R634/Sdb8hb4qxVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sRv7Y92ALtU/s320/Untitled+-+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320717661136143698" border="0" /></a><br />My entire family thought I looked like Joanna Kearns in this picture.  I guess I sort of do.</p>
<p>So, where have I been going with this?  Well, since being on Facebook and catching up with lots of old friends (from grade school and high school), I&#8217;ve been reflecting a bit.  To be quite honest with you, there are large chunks of grade school and high school that I don&#8217;t remember.  I mean, I remember the big things that happened, and if somebody tells a story I may remember some of the smaller things.  But I don&#8217;t remember the details.  And I&#8217;m fine with that.  I&#8217;ve never been one to dwell on the past.  Ever.  If I&#8217;m looking at old photos, my brain might dance there for a while, but I&#8217;ve never been a &#8216;Coulda, shoulda, woulda&#8217; kind of girl.  My focus is always on the future.  (So much so that I sometimes forget to enjoy the present).  And I like it that way.</p>
<p>There were a bunch of us commenting on a photo from high school, and the conversation turned towards what we would have done different in high school.  I&#8217;ll be the first to admit&#8230;high school wasn&#8217;t all peaches and cream.  And my first instinct is that I would have not worried about boyfriends and spent more time with friends.  But then I realized that if I didn&#8217;t go through EXACTLY what I went through when I was younger, I wouldn&#8217;t be the person I am today.  If I didn&#8217;t date the people I dated, befriend the people I befriended, go to the parties I went to, have ALL of the relationships I&#8217;ve had&#8230;I may be different right now.  And I like me.  Yes, there are some things I would like to improve.  But all in all, I&#8217;m good company for myself.</p>
<p>And hopefully I&#8217;m good company for you!  So, it&#8217;s now 2:30 am.  I&#8217;ve had four hours of sleep already, and I think I&#8217;ll head up for 3 or 4 more. </p>
<p>That whole &#8216;improve&#8217; thing.  Definitely want to improve my sleeping schedule!!!!</p>
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		<title>Crazy Life</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 15:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sorry I haven&#8217;t posted in a while. I have a plan. I&#8217;ll post something original tonight. But for now, here&#8217;s a little nugget. I was tagged on Facebook with &#8217;25 Things About Me.&#8217; So, here&#8217;s what I wrote: 1. I think college is overrated, but I&#8217;ll never tell my kids that2. I watch &#8216;Dazed and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sorry I haven&#8217;t posted in a while.  I have a plan.  I&#8217;ll post something original tonight.  But for now, here&#8217;s a little nugget.  I was tagged on Facebook with &#8217;25 Things About Me.&#8217;  So, here&#8217;s what I wrote:</p>
<p>1.  I think college is overrated, but I&#8217;ll never tell my kids that<br />2.  I watch &#8216;Dazed and Confused&#8217; whenever I come across it on tv<br />3.  I make the best damned sweet tea<br />4.  Bananas make me sick (literally)<br />5.  I still have dreams that I work at West Coast Video (I worked there until I was 23)<br />6.  I have a goal of making my living completely online<br />7.  I believe in the Law of Attraction<br />8.  I think I have a touch of Seasonal Affective Disorder<br />9.  Even after being a bartender and owning a restaurant, I don&#8217;t really like dealing with real, live people. <br />10.  I actually used to like Milli Vanilli (before the lip sync thing was revealed)<br />11.  I secretly want to be a Rock Star<br />12. Watching people put a napkin or paper towel in their mouth totally gives me the heebie-jeebies. Like nails down a chalk board.<br />13.  I don&#8217;t know how to drive a stick shift<br />14.  My father made me do donuts the first time it snowed after I got my license.  MADE me.<br />15.  My oldest daughter was 4 lbs and 6 weeks early<br />16.  Once I found out the oldest daughter was perfectly healthy, I was SOOOOO glad I wasn&#8217;t pregnant anymore.<br />17.  I gave my oldest daughter my middle name (Gwen)<br />18.  My younger daughter&#8217;s middle name is for my parents (Rayann = RAY + Carol ANN)<br />19.  I truly believe I met my Father In Law in one very vivid dream right before my Mother In Law passed away.<br />20.  I worry about my parents &#8211; But still think my Dad is the smartest guy I know<br />21.  I want to lose 20 pounds<br />22.  I hate to paint walls, but like to paint furniture<br />23.  The word &#8216;Warshing&#8221; (Pittsburgh-ese for washing) goes right through me.<br />24.  I think that I can sing &#8216;Mercedes Benz&#8217; very well.  This has never been confirmed.<br />25.  I don&#8217;t like to go into the ocean.</p>
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