<?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-8740315261700600696</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:38:11.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Life!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-2443485874533649701</id><published>2009-06-16T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:13:26.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update, by the numbers</title><content type='html'>I don't know where the time has gone.  It's already mid-June, and I don't know how that happened...oh wait...yes I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  This week is finals week.  I am going into my anatomy and physiology final with an A.  Let's hope I come OUT of my final with the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ethan and I went to the zoo last week.  It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Today I signed up for job number 4.  Well, in employment terms, it's only my second job...but throw in student and mom...I got the job with the VA hospital and it's a veteran's work study job, so it'll be VERY flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I'm throwing my cousin, Heidi, a bridal shower.  That shindig is going down in a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I'm also putting together her bachelorette party.  We're having a Pure Romance party.  Should be HILARIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that actually doesn't look like much "on paper" but seriously we've been busy.   I really wish we were busy with interesting things worthy of writing about....but we just don't roll that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-2443485874533649701?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/2443485874533649701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-by-numbers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/2443485874533649701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/2443485874533649701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-by-numbers.html' title='Update, by the numbers'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-8347954583881965829</id><published>2009-05-28T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:39:48.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logic</title><content type='html'>Ethan, this morning, not 2 minutes after waking up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you going to take a shower this morning, mom?  cause you have pokeys on your legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids these days and their darn observations...why can't I have hairy legs in peace??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-8347954583881965829?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/8347954583881965829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/logic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/8347954583881965829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/8347954583881965829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/logic.html' title='Logic'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-3026122932050393535</id><published>2009-05-28T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:38:10.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures with Ethan</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was asking Ethan what he wanted to do on the one week off that I have between quarters at school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Ethan what should we do when Mom's done with school for a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan:  Ummmmm.  Go on an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Ok, what kind of adventure??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan, after thinking for a second: A BEAR hunt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  A bear hunt??!??  (What the??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan:  No!  A deer hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Welllll....what are we going to do with the deer when we find it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan:  EAT it!!  (duh mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But I don't know how to cook a deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan:  Dat's ok, first you talk to the giant and see if you can borrow his pan so the deer will fit into it.  (obviously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  How about we go to a big zoo up in Seattle and maybe an aquarium too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan:  Ok!  That sounds fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness.  Now I don't have to hunt down a giant and borrow any of his kitchen gear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-3026122932050393535?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/3026122932050393535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/adventures-with-ethan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/3026122932050393535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/3026122932050393535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/adventures-with-ethan.html' title='Adventures with Ethan'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-6863304258084459395</id><published>2009-05-26T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:06:28.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Math lessons from Ethan</title><content type='html'>Driving home from school today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethan&lt;/strong&gt;: Mama, 4 + 4 is 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Very good, Ethan! Now, what's 3 + 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks about it for a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethan&lt;/strong&gt;: Dat doesn't even make ANY sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider yourself educated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-6863304258084459395?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/6863304258084459395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/math-lessons-from-ethan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/6863304258084459395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/6863304258084459395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/math-lessons-from-ethan.html' title='Math lessons from Ethan'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-8472389435628966846</id><published>2009-05-25T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:20:16.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Ethan</title><content type='html'>I've been seeing lots of mommybloggers doing this with their 3-5 year olds, and I thought it'd be fun to do with Ethan...I don't think he really thought it was fun. But he got over it. I might do this in 6 months or a year, just to see how his answers change. He'll love that, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ready for some questions? Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is something I always say to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"I don’t know. What. Umm…can you please choose??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What makes me happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Umm I don’t know…when I wash my hands."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What makes me sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Not washing my hands"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do I make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"When you be silly"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you think I was like as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Ummm I don’t know. You should pick."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How old am I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;"mmmm…..six?! Six years old? No? 21?" "26?" "27?" (at this point I think he has decided I've lost my mind)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How tall am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"1234567689…." (I don't think he understood the quesiton...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is my favorite thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Do homework!" (my favorite? Not so much)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do I do when you’re not around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Look for me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I become famous, what will it be for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;“I don’t know. Can you tell me please?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What am I really good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Ummm…playing hide and seek"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What am I not really good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"games" (so not true! I rock at games!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is my job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Ummm…at the dentist"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is my favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Soup and.... soup" (He is laughing hysterically at this answer. He cracks himself up!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What makes you proud of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Um. I. don’t. know."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What makes me proud of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Um. I don’t. know."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you and I do together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Snuggle and be cool and play outside." (That RIGHT we 'be cool')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How are we the same?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Mmmm because we have the same face and eyeballs." (too true)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How are you and I different?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Because we don’t have the same body" (also true...this kid's good)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you know that I love you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Mmmm….when you hug me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is one thing you wish you could change about me?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Be the same tall as you." (huh?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you wish you could go and do with me?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Be calm and be nice."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-8472389435628966846?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/8472389435628966846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/interview-with-ethan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/8472389435628966846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/8472389435628966846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/interview-with-ethan.html' title='Interview with Ethan'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-2143078465269838978</id><published>2009-05-09T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:14:56.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, I got a mother's day card from Ethan.  Which was suprising, I had no idea he had any clue about the postal system!  Actually, last weekend my dad took him to pick out his first bike, and apparently they made a stop to pick a singing card for me.  The card itself?  Really anoying.  But the gesture was so cute.  And Ethan kept a complete secret!  Today was a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to head to campus to turn in my photography assignment, so Ethan stayed with my cousin, Heidi and my Aunt Sandra.  But as soon as I got home Ethan brought me a frame that he painted for me that says "I &lt;heart&gt; Mom."  He painted it green (his favorite color) and pink.  There was also a card that he made with a photo of him in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day is so fun now that Ethan knows what it's about.  He really gets into making special projects for people- he has such a sweet spirit and loves to make people happy.  That warms my heart more than anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-2143078465269838978?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/2143078465269838978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/early-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/2143078465269838978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/2143078465269838978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/early-mothers-day.html' title='Early Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-3799325095333085655</id><published>2009-05-04T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:23:21.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Full Weekend of Nothing</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a weekend that felt like you didn't accomplish ANYTHING?  Until you think back over that time and realize, "Hey I got a lot done...it just didn't feel like it."  Well that was this last weekend for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't feel productive at all...but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I colored my hair (getting rid of 2 inch roots!  Finally!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did oodles of laundry, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got some studying in, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reorganized the kitchen drawers, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;played Yatzee with Ethan, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took Ethan to my parents house so he could go with Popop to get his first bike&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;caught up on shows that I force my parents DVR to record&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did yoga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read the Flat Belly Diet book (which my aunt, cousin and I are embarking on starting this week)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planned my cousin's bridal shower and bachelorette par-tay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and nursed Ethan's foot after he stepped on a tiny shard of glass &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's quite a bit of stuff...and now it's Monday and I just don't really know what to do with my time!  That never happens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-3799325095333085655?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/3799325095333085655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/full-weekend-of-nothing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/3799325095333085655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/3799325095333085655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/full-weekend-of-nothing.html' title='A Full Weekend of Nothing'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-6469462730942421480</id><published>2009-04-25T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:25:29.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I get an F in Update your blog 101</title><content type='html'>So I know.  I've slacked on keeping up with this thing.  Not that I haven't thought about it.  I have.  Really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from the local home and garden show, where Ethan got to plant a bell pepper plant, make a peanut butter bird feeder, and sit on a tractor.  Oh and he got to thoroughly annoy the sauna guy by....SITTING in a sauna...that wasn't on.  I know.  What an awful child.  If I had actually been considering the purchase of one, I wouldn't have based on the way Ethan was treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, that was enough fun for a Saturday- now I have to get back to homework and studying.  Next week is shaping up to be a real fun one.  There's my anatomy and physiology lecture exam and lab practical.  Then there's the two page paper due for photography.  And statistics homework.  Fortunately I am only working one day next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-6469462730942421480?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/6469462730942421480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-get-f-in-update-your-blog-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/6469462730942421480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/6469462730942421480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-get-f-in-update-your-blog-101.html' title='I get an F in Update your blog 101'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-7605461325798974367</id><published>2009-04-18T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:25:59.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That boy is silly</title><content type='html'>This morning I was tickling Ethan. While he was laughing so hard he could hardly breathe he said "I'm not ticklish mama! Are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you had to be there. It was funny. Trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-7605461325798974367?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/7605461325798974367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-boy-is-silly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/7605461325798974367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/7605461325798974367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-boy-is-silly.html' title='That boy is silly'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8740315261700600696.post-6279337897103134512</id><published>2009-04-17T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:54:51.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.  My own blog.</title><content type='html'>Maybe this one will stick.  It's about the third one I've started.  This time it's a little different, now I'm operating on that new-fangled thing called high-speed internet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan says hilarious things on a daily basis and this way I can share those things with you.  I, on the other hand do not have time to say hilarious things.  Funny is Ethan's job.  My job is to...study assist the dentist study give Ethan a bath study, and study some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking 12 credits this quarter- consisting of Human Anatomy and Physiology, Statistics, Digital Photography, and just to give me that 12th credit- Tone and Trim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is still going really well- I'm down to only working 1.5 days a week, but most weeks I end up at work for one thing or another almost every day.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I'm in fact avoiding homework.  I have stacks and stacks of things to read and math to do and pictures to take.  Only six hours left until my math homework is due...I should probably start on that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8740315261700600696-6279337897103134512?l=busygilberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/feeds/6279337897103134512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-my-own-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/6279337897103134512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8740315261700600696/posts/default/6279337897103134512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busygilberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-my-own-blog.html' title='Finally.  My own blog.'/><author><name>Sara!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039709208682754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
