<?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-1924645322054471978</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:53:43.436-05:00</updated><category term='crochet hat'/><category term='oxycontin'/><category term='hand cream'/><category term='Nuttin But Stringz'/><category term='Showtime'/><category term='Toys'/><category term='Psychic'/><category term='NBC'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='death'/><category term='Nickelodeon'/><category term='Michael C Hall'/><category term='Wii'/><category term='november'/><category term='Mind reading'/><category term='Nick Jr'/><category term='Advertisements'/><category term='Pandora&apos;s Daughter'/><category term='Wall-E'/><category term='poison control'/><category term='free pattern'/><category term='Children'/><category term='America&apos;s Got Talent'/><category term='Iris Johansen'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='Black Friday'/><category term='PCC'/><category term='gunshot'/><category term='crochet'/><category term='AGT'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='Dexter'/><title type='text'>Scrambled Thoughts of a Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts and happenings of a mother to three very rambunctious yet sweet children.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-5103030058576224097</id><published>2009-02-18T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:55:12.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Ever Woot Off</title><content type='html'>If you've never checked out woot.com, you should. It's a really awesome site that offers a "deal of the day" for pretty decent prices. Ever so often they run a promo called a "woot-off" where they have more than one item per day and post something new as soon as one item is sold out. During the woot-off there is also the occasional bag-of-crap. The servers usually crash and the BoC's are completely sold out in seconds but the hunt for the BoC's is very addictive and can be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-5103030058576224097?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/5103030058576224097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=5103030058576224097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/5103030058576224097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/5103030058576224097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-ever-woot-off.html' title='My First Ever Woot Off'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-4903646612381783090</id><published>2009-02-07T16:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:07:27.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation, here we come</title><content type='html'>That's all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-4903646612381783090?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/4903646612381783090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=4903646612381783090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/4903646612381783090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/4903646612381783090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2009/02/vacation-here-we-come.html' title='Vacation, here we come'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-1014572217055723223</id><published>2008-11-30T12:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:11:15.179-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wall-E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>I have an awesome husband</title><content type='html'>He ventured out on Black Friday and brought me home a Wii! Isn't that just the best? We also got a My Size Barbie and some other odds and ends. The Wii was a total "me" thing but Samara LOVES it as well! She does pretty good too, for a four year old. Selene plays with it as well but she's not as "into" it as Samara is. I think we may just buy them that Wall-E Game they're asking for.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Wall-E, Samara does the cutest things with her hands and eyes pretending to be Wall-E. Oh, and Selene is Eve, poor Evan, he's M-O. If you haven't saw Wall-E, you should definitely check it out. It's a pretty good family movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-1014572217055723223?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/1014572217055723223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=1014572217055723223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/1014572217055723223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/1014572217055723223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-awesome-husband.html' title='I have an awesome husband'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-2878527908025273556</id><published>2008-11-26T19:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:06:48.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shield - series finale</title><content type='html'>First let me say, I love Michael Chiklis. I have loved The Shield from the first episode. It's dirty, it's raunchy, it's shocking, it's funny. To see it come to an end, was in and of itself a sad event; the end, however, that Shawn Ryan chose was heartwrenching, yet fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Vic found out that Corrine was working with the police, the emotions that wafted over his eyes were so &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt;. Chiklis really was a standout performer in this episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Vic's so-called punishment was worse than Ronnie's, I believe. I just wish that Ronnie's outcome would not have been so harsh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-2878527908025273556?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/2878527908025273556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=2878527908025273556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/2878527908025273556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/2878527908025273556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/shield-series-finale.html' title='The Shield - series finale'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-3312317533826345210</id><published>2008-11-25T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:09:44.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Worst Enemy cancelled?</title><content type='html'>I read somewhere online a couple of week's ago that MOWE was cancelled. I hadn't actually watched any of the shows yet, but they were patiently sitting on my DVR calling my name. When I read that the show was cancelled, I promptly deleted them from my DVR without ever watching any of the series. Now, however, I notice NBC is still showing "new" episodes of it. I wonder, was it cancelled? If it wasn't I'm infuriated at false information that caused me to deltet those episodes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-3312317533826345210?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/3312317533826345210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=3312317533826345210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/3312317533826345210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/3312317533826345210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-own-worst-enemy-cancelled.html' title='My Own Worst Enemy cancelled?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-4247546332260450399</id><published>2008-11-24T17:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:52:30.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumptrucks</title><content type='html'>After driving all over town, going to every major retailer, I finally gave up my hunt for a plain old dump truck. Who knew it'd be so hard? We bought two smaller versions, a plastic one with a bucket and a metal one that "dumps' but still wasn't what I was searching for. Who would have thought it'd be that hard?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-4247546332260450399?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/4247546332260450399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=4247546332260450399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/4247546332260450399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/4247546332260450399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/dumptrucks.html' title='Dumptrucks'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-7347746630419862406</id><published>2008-11-21T19:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:36:38.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poison control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hand cream'/><title type='text'>Poison Control</title><content type='html'>Evan is barely one and already he's gotten into so much more than either of the girld.  1-800-222-1222 is about to be put on speed dial in our house. Today he twisted the lid off a tube of hand cream in a matter of moments. I had no idea he could even do that. Boys are so much more work than girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-7347746630419862406?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/7347746630419862406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=7347746630419862406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7347746630419862406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7347746630419862406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/poison-control.html' title='Poison Control'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-6464128732088814047</id><published>2008-11-19T19:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:19:02.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free pattern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>Box Stitch hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SSXiNxjEyNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-d_SMm4rR_M/s1600-h/box+stitch+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270867665173661906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SSXiNxjEyNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-d_SMm4rR_M/s320/box+stitch+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SSWOPdx2wqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/RteuHrHwyRU/s1600-h/100_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pattern needs testers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Stitches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box Stitch: Yo, insert hook into ch/sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, insert hook into next ch/sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, pull through all five loops on hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increase Box Stitch: Yo, insert hook into ch/sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, insert hook into same ch/sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, pull through all five loops on hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a J hook and worsted weight yarn to obtain a small child (age 2-5) hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch. 4, sl st into first ch to form a ring.&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 1: *Sc in ring, Ch1. Repeat from * 3 times&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 2: Ch 2, *[(yo, insert hook into ch-sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, insert hook into next ch-sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, pull through all five loops on hook) chain 1, (yo, insert hook into same ch-sp as last stitch, yo, pull up a loop, yo, pull through all five loops on hook.)] Repeat from * around. Join with sl st to first box stitch.&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 3: Ch 2 *[(yo, insert hook into first ch-sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, insert hook into next ch-sp, yo, pull up a loop, yo, pull through all five loops on hook) ch 1, (yo, insert hook into same ch- sp as last stitch, yo, pull up a loop, yo, pull through all five loops on hook.)] Repeat from * around. Join with sl st to first box stitch.&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 4: Ch 2, *box stitch in first two ch-spaces, increase box stitch in next ch-sp. Repeat from * around. Join with sl st to first box stitch.&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 5: Ch 2, *box stitch in first three ch-spaces, increase box stitch in next ch-sp. Repeat from * around. Join with sl st to first box stitch.&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 6: Ch 2, Box stitch 9 times, increase box stitch 1 time, box stitch 10 times, increase box stitch one time, box stitch 9 times, increase box stitch 1 time, box stitch 2 times. Join with sl st to first box stitch.&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 7: Ch. 2 Box stitch around. Join with sl st to first box stitch.&lt;br /&gt;Rnd 8-? Repeat Rnd 7 unstil hat is desired length. Leave about 1/2" for edging. Do not fasten off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sl st into same st as joining. *Sc, dc, sc in ch 1 sp, sl st in box stitch. Repeat from * around. Join with sl st to first sl st. Fasten Off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weave in loose ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;©Lisa Crigger (aka iceemudd) 2008. If you post pictures of this hat online, please be kind enough to link back to my site. This pattern is for your personal use ONLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-6464128732088814047?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/6464128732088814047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=6464128732088814047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/6464128732088814047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/6464128732088814047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/box-stitch-hat.html' title='Box Stitch hat'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SSXiNxjEyNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-d_SMm4rR_M/s72-c/box+stitch+hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-6365437070304953739</id><published>2008-11-11T15:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:06:47.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='november'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oxycontin'/><title type='text'>Seventeen years...</title><content type='html'>November 12, 1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late in the evening when he finally came home. He was anxious about something, even at my young age I could tell. He and I sat at the kitchen table while he ate his favorite, cornbread and milk. My sister called. They spoke briefly and then that's where it gets fuzzy. &lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what started the fight, I just remember there being a fight. Carol, my mother, decided we would leave and go to her boyfriend's house. I didn't want to go. I cried and cried, but we still went. I don't recall the drive over, which would have been about twenty minutes long, I only know what happened once we arrived. She was on the phone, to someone, I'm unsure who, and they must've told her they heard gunshots at our house.&lt;br /&gt;The next memory I have is being back at the house, surrounded by officers and other important people. There was this man, he was holding me. I was terrified. I knew something had happened, I was, afterall, only six years old. The moment I saw through the window, I knew that was an image I could never forget. First I saw the blood trail. I do not know why there was a bloodtrail but the footprints in the kitchen are forever etched into my brain. With the desire to not look but knowing if I didn't it would never be real to me, I tore my eyes away from the kitchen to search out my brother. People were huddled in the living room, around something on the couch. No, not something, someone. The site that I next saw was not only horrific but something no child should ever have to see. I will spare the details, but my brother's death was ruled suicide by a shotgun wound to the head.&lt;br /&gt;The next few days were a whirlwind. His funeral was a closed casket.&lt;br /&gt;Ricky's death may have been ruled a suicide, but there is one universal truth as to what could have prevented his demise. Had he not been involved with or addicted to drugs, I have complete faith he would not have met his end so many nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a decade. On November 4th, we also lost another, Markus, to a drug overdose.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, November is a pretty rough month. I thank God daily that I was never inticed by drugs. I only wish I could say the same for not only my brothers, but all the other brothers and sisters who's lives have ended prematurely due to the high they kept seeking until their last moment. Nothing, no high, could ultimately be worth breathing your last breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-6365437070304953739?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/6365437070304953739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=6365437070304953739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/6365437070304953739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/6365437070304953739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/seventeen-years.html' title='Seventeen years...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-7338287474920743227</id><published>2008-11-06T18:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:07:56.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a new crochet project</title><content type='html'>Seems everything I start lately, I end up never finishing it. I don't have a heck of a lot of time to devote to anything but when I do, I wish there was one project that didn't end up boring me so bad that I leave it unfinished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-7338287474920743227?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/7338287474920743227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=7338287474920743227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7338287474920743227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7338287474920743227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-new-crochet-project.html' title='I need a new crochet project'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-921690229747139308</id><published>2008-10-27T18:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:59:02.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We celebrated Evan's first birthday this weekend eventhough the actual anniversary of his birth isn't until October 30.  It was a fun day, and our house is now overtaken by boy toys. It's bittersweet to me though, since he is our last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-921690229747139308?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/921690229747139308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=921690229747139308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/921690229747139308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/921690229747139308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-celebrated-evans-first-birthday-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-7543910286562685710</id><published>2008-10-16T16:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:58:57.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zack and Miri</title><content type='html'>First let me start off, I am all for freedom of artistic expression. I watched and laughed hysterically at both Harold and Kumar movies. South Park is a staple in my home; my children are named after characters in movies. However, I feel the ads for Zack and Miri, even the tagline, is taking things a bit far. I do not want my children to hear "Zack and Miri make a Porno" on primetime television. This is just distasteful advertising. I might've saw the movie, now, eh, probably not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-7543910286562685710?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/7543910286562685710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=7543910286562685710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7543910286562685710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7543910286562685710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/10/zack-and-miri.html' title='Zack and Miri'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-3413645133116814873</id><published>2008-09-29T16:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:51:53.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Showtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dexter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael C Hall'/><title type='text'>Dexter Season Three Premiere</title><content type='html'>If you are a Dex fan and haven't saw the premiere yet, please skip this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the Season Three Premiere episode of Dexter, my only question, as I'm sure plenty of others agree, is, how will procreating affect Dexter's "calling"? Will he become even more reckless or will this inspire him to live by a different code? He has already decided he is the Master, the code of Harry is no more; thus I ponder, how will a child affect his nocturnal freelancing?&lt;br /&gt;I also wonder what is up with Laguerta? Is she jonesing for some Angel or does the river run deeper there? Does she see something the rest of us do not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-3413645133116814873?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/3413645133116814873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=3413645133116814873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/3413645133116814873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/3413645133116814873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/09/dexter-season-three-premiere.html' title='Dexter Season Three Premiere'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-4268632786174337284</id><published>2008-09-25T19:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:49:43.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale of the Two Worms</title><content type='html'>Once there were two worms, Jilly and Skel. These two worms loved to play in the dirt just as worms should. On a hot summer day while sloshing through the mud, Jilly came across something she had never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Skel, come take a look at this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it Jilly?" He inquired as he stared at the large object blocking their path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two worms looked the object over (it was the same color as their mud), they touched it (it felt much too dry), they even tasted it (which proved to be a bad idea). Finally they both seemed to give up as they could not seem to figure out what this object was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know!" exclaimed Jilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skel took one look at her and knew exactly what she was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go ask the BullFrog!" they both shouted at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Mr. Boule seemed to know everything there was to know. Surely if anyone could help them discover what this foreign object was, he would be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two little worms inched and inched until finally they had reached the puddle where Mr. Boule lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heeeeellllllllooooooo! Mr. Boule! Are you there?" the two worms called out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Croak, Croooooak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's that making all that racket? I'm trying to take my nap!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh it's just us, Mr. Boule, the two worms just across the pit" said Skel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderful! It's my two favorite worms. What adventure have you two been on today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Weeeeeellll, we have this thing," started Jilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And we don't know what it is," finished Skel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I suppose you think I can tell you what it is then," Mr. Boule stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We were hoping you might know," Jilly said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay then, take me to this mysterious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-4268632786174337284?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/4268632786174337284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=4268632786174337284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/4268632786174337284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/4268632786174337284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/09/tale-of-two-worms.html' title='The Tale of the Two Worms'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-889291329978667844</id><published>2008-09-24T21:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:53:31.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nickelodeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertisements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Jr'/><title type='text'>Random thought of the day</title><content type='html'>As the Holiday Season grows near, we are bombarded by advertising propaganda. Most of it, however, is geared toward my two daughters. By the time Christmas does arrive, Santa will have one humongous shopping list thanks to Nickelodeon. It seems that every toy has multilple other toys that are needed to function as it's intended; each one of those "sets" has a DVD and every DVD has an outfit of clothes and every outfit has matching shoes with a dress up outfit to play with and accessories. It's a vicious (and expensive!) cycle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-889291329978667844?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/889291329978667844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=889291329978667844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/889291329978667844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/889291329978667844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-thought-of-day.html' title='Random thought of the day'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-7583295060821945861</id><published>2008-09-22T18:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:52:34.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America&apos;s Got Talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuttin But Stringz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGT'/><title type='text'>America's Got Talent</title><content type='html'>Can I just say how ecstatic I am that the little four year old Kaitlyn did not make it into the top 10? Not only were there much better acts than hers, but she's just not entertaining! Don't get me wrong, the little lady is a cutie, but she's just not &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt; yet.&lt;br /&gt;My pick for winner is Nuttin' But Stringz. They're entertaining, original and inspiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-7583295060821945861?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/7583295060821945861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=7583295060821945861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7583295060821945861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/7583295060821945861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/09/americas-got-talent.html' title='America&apos;s Got Talent'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924645322054471978.post-8574285944141301533</id><published>2008-07-11T13:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:53:01.067-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandora&apos;s Daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris Johansen'/><title type='text'>'Pandora's Daughter' by Iris Johansen</title><content type='html'>This is a truly interesting book. I'm halfway through and find myself not wanting to put this book down! I love Iris. Her books always keep me interested till the end. I've even found myself "cheating" and reading the last few pages before because I could not wait another minute to find out what was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;'Pandora's Daughter' focuses on her Psychic Investigative Group characters, some old, some new. We learn more of Neal Grady, Sarah Nathan, Michael Travis (indirectly thus far), Jed Harley and Philip Blair.&lt;br /&gt;I find the concept of the book very intriguing. Do psychic abilities really exist? Can someone be so in tune with the emotional currents around them that they can pick up echoes from nearly 100 years before?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1924645322054471978-8574285944141301533?l=esalsmc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/feeds/8574285944141301533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1924645322054471978&amp;postID=8574285944141301533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/8574285944141301533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1924645322054471978/posts/default/8574285944141301533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esalsmc.blogspot.com/2008/07/pandoras-daughter-by-iris-johansen.html' title='&apos;Pandora&apos;s Daughter&apos; by Iris Johansen'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566641095129471507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PsbgrX5bRM/SN2hy--2NOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-0iI8oz29vQ/S220/next+tatt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
