<?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-8995825675180488243</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:15:30.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are the days... and nights!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-2588928684568762793</id><published>2010-08-17T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T09:15:13.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been a while since I have been on here. I have decided to try to start blogging again... we will see how it works. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just lately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been looking for a job this summer, so far I have not had any luck. There are so many people that want to be teachers and not enough jobs. So for now I will be subbing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxton is really growing up he is 15 months now. He is the joy of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is really all that is going on! School (college) starts today so I am sure there will be lots more to say later and I will be putting pictures up of B soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-2588928684568762793?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/2588928684568762793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=2588928684568762793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/2588928684568762793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/2588928684568762793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile!'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-8615723188727227800</id><published>2009-06-05T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:49:41.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Braxton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/Sik-jZpTKPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GyQ-FeoYCU8/s1600-h/IMG00015-20090531-1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/Sik-jZpTKPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GyQ-FeoYCU8/s320/IMG00015-20090531-1739.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343871210752256242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is here... Born May 30, 2009. 7 lbs 2 oz 19 and 1/2 inches long. 10 fingers and 10 toes a very healthy baby! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-8615723188727227800?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/8615723188727227800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=8615723188727227800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/8615723188727227800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/8615723188727227800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-braxton.html' title='Baby Braxton!'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/Sik-jZpTKPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GyQ-FeoYCU8/s72-c/IMG00015-20090531-1739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-4708384936858663341</id><published>2009-04-20T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:03:18.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower!</title><content type='html'>I had a great time this Sunday! After looking forward to the shower all week long it was better than I ever expected! All the gifts for my little boy were absolutely amazing. Right now I am not sure what to do with all of the things I got but I will soon know what to do when he arrives. Mom tells me it is natural instincts. It is getting closer... 5 weeks, 7 at the most. Wow, it is becoming a reality! I will post some pictures as soon as I get them! But thanks to all that came and the host that put the shower on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-4708384936858663341?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/4708384936858663341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=4708384936858663341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4708384936858663341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4708384936858663341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower!'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-756542330663631960</id><published>2009-04-06T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:29:41.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is the first picture that was taken of our beautiful baby... October 27! You can't really tell much about him here! He was 10 weeks and 2 days! An amazing 4 cm big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpI1OejgyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/x-o27j-llrU/s1600-h/0406091315a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpI1OejgyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/x-o27j-llrU/s320/0406091315a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321645988948181794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the day we found out he was a BOY and boy can you tell! He was 18 weeks old and weighed 9 oz! I thought he was big then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpIuNt1zkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9PdKGLxo_vE/s1600-h/0406091318a-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpIuNt1zkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9PdKGLxo_vE/s320/0406091318a-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321645868484775490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpInFKC1BI/AAAAAAAAADs/ujM7avtCbTM/s1600-h/0406091317a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpInFKC1BI/AAAAAAAAADs/ujM7avtCbTM/s320/0406091317a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321645745928066066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is now 32 weeks old. He is growing just fine, although we were a little scared. He is now 4 lbs and 5 oz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpFBISMm8I/AAAAAAAAADk/KLmfEc6DDoU/s1600-h/0330091512a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpFBISMm8I/AAAAAAAAADk/KLmfEc6DDoU/s320/0330091512a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321641795397655490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpEosf7gcI/AAAAAAAAADc/wXu4dPOOxkw/s1600-h/0330091513a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpEosf7gcI/AAAAAAAAADc/wXu4dPOOxkw/s320/0330091513a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321641375622201794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now just a little bit longer to go... I am a little scared. I told my mom I was scared and she said he comes with instructions, they are called natural instincts. I hope that she is right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-756542330663631960?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/756542330663631960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=756542330663631960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/756542330663631960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/756542330663631960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-pictures.html' title='Baby Pictures!'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpI1OejgyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/x-o27j-llrU/s72-c/0406091315a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-3271774645539548887</id><published>2009-04-06T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:03:18.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Chris and I have been fishing quite a bit lately. I love it! I can not wait until Chris and baby Braxton get to go fishing together and spend that quality time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpDSJTxBHI/AAAAAAAAADU/p-z_XOGADgc/s1600-h/0314091710a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpDSJTxBHI/AAAAAAAAADU/p-z_XOGADgc/s320/0314091710a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321639888707191922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpC075OqdI/AAAAAAAAADM/FlpkOf7vpNM/s1600-h/0320091822a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpC075OqdI/AAAAAAAAADM/FlpkOf7vpNM/s320/0320091822a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321639386890021330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-3271774645539548887?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/3271774645539548887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=3271774645539548887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/3271774645539548887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/3271774645539548887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2009/04/fishing.html' title='Fishing...'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SdpDSJTxBHI/AAAAAAAAADU/p-z_XOGADgc/s72-c/0314091710a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-490539365700541607</id><published>2009-03-31T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:09:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32 week scare!</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor yesterday for my routine check up. Everything was going fine, Braxton has a beautiful heartbeat. But then she measured me to see how he was growing. When she measured me I measured for 27 weeks. I have always been smaller than what I am suppose to be but 2 weeks ago I measure 28 weeks. I was a little scared. The doctor told me that I was going to have an ultrasound to make sure he is growing alright. Well I thought I was going to have the ultrasound right away but that did not happen because they go to linch from 12 to 1 and it just happened to be 12:05! So I had to wait an hour. It was the longest hour of my life. But it gave my mom time to get to the hospital and be with me if there was anything wrong. We told Chris to stay at work because we can not afford to loose his job. But I went into the ultrasound and everything was fine! He is 4lb and 5oz! It was great to see him again too. He is very active and has a sweet looking face from what I can see. I wish I could have recorded the ultrasound, but in case something was wrong we did not. But Braxton is a big, healthy boy and I can not wait to have him in my arms. When Chris gets home with the ultrasound pictures I will scan them in and put them on here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-490539365700541607?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/490539365700541607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=490539365700541607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/490539365700541607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/490539365700541607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2009/03/32-week-scare.html' title='32 week scare!'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-4267205552026367519</id><published>2009-02-22T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:24:01.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3797f0d36e4acd89" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3797f0d36e4acd89%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331478311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13F849D5C41E10FDBD3A5A1C392D7074BB4E7EB0.30A1794228026641E4D4FF9AF6F11AD3F2967E82%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3797f0d36e4acd89%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqSoQnTWfIMbtik7CF4cufMRYd58&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3797f0d36e4acd89%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331478311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13F849D5C41E10FDBD3A5A1C392D7074BB4E7EB0.30A1794228026641E4D4FF9AF6F11AD3F2967E82%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3797f0d36e4acd89%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqSoQnTWfIMbtik7CF4cufMRYd58&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are starting to put things together for the baby! Yay! Well, we were putting the swing together the other day and Chris was having a hard time as you can tell. But he finally got everything put together. Everyone keeps telling him, "Just wait until Christmas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SaF8BdAjSgI/AAAAAAAAADE/5QxVxrElf7g/s320/0221091327a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305658200427809282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-4267205552026367519?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3797f0d36e4acd89&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/4267205552026367519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=4267205552026367519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4267205552026367519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4267205552026367519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-starting-to-put-things-together.html' title=''/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SaF8BdAjSgI/AAAAAAAAADE/5QxVxrElf7g/s72-c/0221091327a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-512600009835031470</id><published>2009-02-05T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:03:30.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie</title><content type='html'>The other day we were riding in the car and Chris decided to give sadie some gum. She chewed the gum and when she was done she spit the gum out instead of swallowing it! I recorded it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d60f047f9e1bca4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d60f047f9e1bca4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331478311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C4E99274E304086688813AEB6969979E95A74A.72DA330C6389ACA15C298FB3DBCA1E4498C83A8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d60f047f9e1bca4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp8mU_lH8302HhCbKjkf_YJGdKko&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d60f047f9e1bca4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331478311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C4E99274E304086688813AEB6969979E95A74A.72DA330C6389ACA15C298FB3DBCA1E4498C83A8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d60f047f9e1bca4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp8mU_lH8302HhCbKjkf_YJGdKko&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-512600009835031470?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3d60f047f9e1bca4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/512600009835031470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=512600009835031470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/512600009835031470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/512600009835031470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2009/02/sadie.html' title='Sadie'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-149063812373395815</id><published>2008-12-22T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:32:18.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUATION!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_qH4emeXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O_h6c4wZh9w/s1600-h/IMG_1331%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282698309069601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_qH4emeXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O_h6c4wZh9w/s320/IMG_1331%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to dinner after graduation... Thanks for all your support! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story... My Aunt and Uncle gave us a card and then my Grandparents gave us a card and they were the same card! Therefore we ended up with 4 of the same cards...it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_ow2MZVoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uNvTBsr4drI/s1600-h/IMG_1326%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282696813807752834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_ow2MZVoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uNvTBsr4drI/s320/IMG_1326%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_nYs_5hLI/AAAAAAAAACs/5z6KhaJJEiA/s1600-h/IMG_1325%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282695299510928562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_nYs_5hLI/AAAAAAAAACs/5z6KhaJJEiA/s320/IMG_1325%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I graduated from UAB with my B.S. in Early Childhood and Elementary Education! My sister also graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-149063812373395815?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/149063812373395815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=149063812373395815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/149063812373395815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/149063812373395815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduation.html' title='GRADUATION!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_qH4emeXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O_h6c4wZh9w/s72-c/IMG_1331%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-2623745036623406955</id><published>2008-12-22T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:12:45.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie Baby, Sadie Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_YdO-zfNI/AAAAAAAAACk/Bs-w8xkDSM0/s1600-h/sadie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282678884678204626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_YdO-zfNI/AAAAAAAAACk/Bs-w8xkDSM0/s320/sadie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_YDIDlujI/AAAAAAAAACc/teErUs1ruGg/s1600-h/sadie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282678436142627378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_YDIDlujI/AAAAAAAAACc/teErUs1ruGg/s320/sadie+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadie is the newest edition to our family. She is a boxer and about 12 weeks old! Chris was wanting a dog and some guy was saling boxers outside of Regions bank. Well he wanted to give this one away because she was the runt and he thought that no one would buy her... I would have paid money for her. She is the sweetest dog ever. She loves to cuddle and sleeps a lot. She is teaching me a lot before this baby comes too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Allison Sorry it took so long to get on this thing but I am back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-2623745036623406955?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/2623745036623406955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=2623745036623406955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/2623745036623406955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/2623745036623406955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/12/sadie-baby-sadie-girl.html' title='Sadie Baby, Sadie Girl'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SU_YdO-zfNI/AAAAAAAAACk/Bs-w8xkDSM0/s72-c/sadie+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-8606113901448704796</id><published>2008-08-21T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:08:40.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Goodness!</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in the house working on some of my student teaching things when I heard my mom call for me. She needed me to get her a towel for the dog. I went outside and I saw something crawl around a corner. I looked around the corner and didn't see anything so I decided to look behind the water gutter on the house. When I did I saw a lizard, that kind of looked like a snake. It was a blue tail lizard, but I did some research on it and it is really a blue tail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;skink&lt;/span&gt;. Here is what it looked like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237072862089376066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SK3SBVes8UI/AAAAAAAAACE/43PwmOHcQ5Y/s320/lizard.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after I freaked out about the lizard which was not that scary. I saw a spider that freaked me out! The picture is below so that you can see it. I screamed and told mom to get something to kill it. She sprayed it with insect killer but it just started moving toward her. I screamed again and ran backwards. So mom called the bug man and she told him about it. He said that she needed to get some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;windex&lt;/span&gt; and spray it with that, but they are very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; so be careful. Mom started spraying it and it jumped off the window towards her and once again i screamed. Mom grabbed a shovel and started smacking the crap out of it! It was on the ground so it was blending in and we could not find it. Then mom found it killed it and shoveled it up. She then took it out to the drive way to make sure it was dead. Mom asked me to go get a jar. I couldn't find one so I got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tupperware&lt;/span&gt; bowl for her. So the spider is dead... Luckily I video recorded so you can watch it. I thought it might have been mom's last day if the spider really jumped towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237073727406358642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SK3SztCWQHI/AAAAAAAAACM/SroRMu-KR60/s320/HPIM1176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the spider dead in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tupperware&lt;/span&gt; bowl! Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SK3TAJashxI/AAAAAAAAACU/6-bYHc1SUUs/s1600-h/HPIM1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237073941183104786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SK3TAJashxI/AAAAAAAAACU/6-bYHc1SUUs/s320/HPIM1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;video&lt;/span&gt;, I am sure you will get a good laugh out of it because I know that we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f7ce0957f8950f51" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7ce0957f8950f51%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331478311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3424039EBBEC4252A1EDBF88EE733A50B1EB7154.5A4687402F382794B7D3D326CF978BF95A2EB6C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7ce0957f8950f51%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da8OsStouEIq2P3xLcwaW2Z-7qoo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7ce0957f8950f51%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331478311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3424039EBBEC4252A1EDBF88EE733A50B1EB7154.5A4687402F382794B7D3D326CF978BF95A2EB6C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7ce0957f8950f51%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da8OsStouEIq2P3xLcwaW2Z-7qoo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-8606113901448704796?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f7ce0957f8950f51&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/8606113901448704796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=8606113901448704796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/8606113901448704796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/8606113901448704796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-my-goodness.html' title='Oh My Goodness!'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SK3SBVes8UI/AAAAAAAAACE/43PwmOHcQ5Y/s72-c/lizard.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-2120857783529120376</id><published>2008-08-19T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:47:23.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day...</title><content type='html'>School has begun! Today was the first day of school here at UAB and it was extremely busy in our office! Tomorrow is my last day of work because I begin student teaching soon. I think they are trying to pile on the work load right before I leave. As you can see in the picture I had a ton of things to do today. Chika just kept handing me things to do so I actually had to make a "to do" list! Not that I am complaining because having something to do all day makes the day go by a lot faster. I am very sad to be leaving this job. I really enjoyed working in this office and department. The people are great to work with and there are always smiling faces. I am going to miss all the juicy gossip and all the great times and laughs we have enjoyed together. But no worries I will be by to visit and catch up when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SKs9sDKqefI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kG1Z4AqStBY/s1600-h/picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SKs9sDKqefI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kG1Z4AqStBY/s320/picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236346818721905138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-2120857783529120376?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/2120857783529120376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=2120857783529120376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/2120857783529120376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/2120857783529120376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-day.html' title='Long day...'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SKs9sDKqefI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kG1Z4AqStBY/s72-c/picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-4999997998161415842</id><published>2008-08-12T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:20:36.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice?</title><content type='html'>What happened to the Golden Rule? What happened to if you can not say anything nice do not say anything at all? What happened to people being polite and respectful? What happened to the word nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if people have forgotten the word nice. Well, in case you forgot the word nice means virtuous, respectable, and decorous. Maybe you should try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of reasons why I am writing about the word nice. The other day my family and I headed up to Oxford to do a little shopping. I noticed that people were a lot nicer up there. I believe it is because life up there is more laid back and they are not always in a hurry to get somewhere. The city can be very stressful and make people mean. The next thing that brought this to my attention was when I was at the hospital. Chris got hurt and he had to go to the emergency room, so I met him there. He could barely walk and hold himself up so we got him a wheel chair so it would be easier on him. While we were sitting in the waiting room a nurse came up to him and asked if she could get the wheel chair from him. I looked at her and said he can barley move and hold himself up, so no. Then she went to another lady that was in a wheel chair about to pass out and asked her for her wheel chair. I know that there is not only 2 wheel chairs in the hospital. Come to find out all she had to do was walk through the sliding glass doors to get a wheel chair. The last thing that brought this to my attention is when I opened my blog today. In the last post that I wrote, I wrote about the word PERFECT. Well I noticed there was a comment made on it so I looked at it. When I looked at it I did not recognize the name, and I still have no idea who the person is. But what he wrote is very rude. This is where the if you have nothing nice to say do not say anything at all. Obviously he was not taught that as a child. This guy does not know a thing about me except what he can read on here so he has no right to be rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is I think people need to learn the word nice again and put it into practice. I promise it is not a bad thing to be nice. Actually, I think being nice can take you a lot further in life. It is also a lot more rewarding than anything else! Just think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-4999997998161415842?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/4999997998161415842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=4999997998161415842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4999997998161415842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4999997998161415842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/08/nice.html' title='Nice?'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-4951640790421524456</id><published>2008-07-29T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:22:36.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect...</title><content type='html'>So there is this word... Perfect... who ever came up with this word is crazy. There is no such thing as perfect. In life there is always something to worry about, something to wonder about, and something that could be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write about this because I thought that I had the perfect car. Do NOT get me wrong I really like my car. But I was driving home last night and all the sudden I saw something coming towards my car. I could not swerve out of the way because there was a car next to me. There was a semi truck, a truck, and then me. The truck blew a tire and it went under the truck and hit my car. Since my car is lower to the ground it messed up my car a little bit. It hit the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bumper&lt;/span&gt; and went underneath my car. When it went under my car it made a plastic piece come loose. Who knows how much that is going to cost? But my dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fixed&lt;/span&gt; it up and made it look like there is nothing wrong. He is the greatest and I am very thankful for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is why I say nothing is perfect and that we always have something to think about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-4951640790421524456?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/4951640790421524456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=4951640790421524456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4951640790421524456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4951640790421524456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/perfect.html' title='Perfect...'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-543726328619453269</id><published>2008-07-22T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:43:43.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The NEW Car</title><content type='html'>Here is my new car! I absolutely love it! I think that it is better than my last car. It is a lot cleaner and it drives a lot smoother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SIZE0f2L6aI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_-gUw5rc_qI/s1600-h/car3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940086302697890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SIZE0f2L6aI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_-gUw5rc_qI/s320/car3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SIZEwrXiAiI/AAAAAAAAABs/U-aLa6F12W0/s1600-h/car2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940020675871266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SIZEwrXiAiI/AAAAAAAAABs/U-aLa6F12W0/s320/car2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SIZEsGrbZTI/AAAAAAAAABk/4QntgwAxbdM/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225939942107735346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SIZEsGrbZTI/AAAAAAAAABk/4QntgwAxbdM/s320/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-543726328619453269?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/543726328619453269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=543726328619453269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/543726328619453269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/543726328619453269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-car.html' title='The NEW Car'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SIZE0f2L6aI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_-gUw5rc_qI/s72-c/car3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-9120877159291558261</id><published>2008-07-09T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:50:42.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The other side...</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of the other car, the car that hit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHTAk5TMaeI/AAAAAAAAABc/zYHbOcpatjQ/s1600-h/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009608118397410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHTAk5TMaeI/AAAAAAAAABc/zYHbOcpatjQ/s320/car1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHTAfnisXWI/AAAAAAAAABU/2hxAMfMif68/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009517452221794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHTAfnisXWI/AAAAAAAAABU/2hxAMfMif68/s320/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I went to pick up the police report the other day and found out some interesting information... We now know that the guy that was driving the other car has an expired license plate and a suspended driver's license. We are still not sure if he has insurance. What I wonder is how he owns 2 houses, has 3 cars, has a boat, and jet skis but does not have the other stuff? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guy was really a nice guy, but for some reason he scared me and my little sister. If you have ever seen the movie &lt;em&gt;Green Mile&lt;/em&gt;, he reminds me of the guy who kills the little girls in the movie. I have had nightmares about this guy and it scares me to think about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-9120877159291558261?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/9120877159291558261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=9120877159291558261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/9120877159291558261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/9120877159291558261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/other-side.html' title='The other side...'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHTAk5TMaeI/AAAAAAAAABc/zYHbOcpatjQ/s72-c/car1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-7697903056126484136</id><published>2008-07-08T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:31:27.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 hours for 3 minutes</title><content type='html'>I had to go back to the hospital on Sunday night because I got really sick. We arrived at the hospital at 245am and did not get to see a doctor until 620am. When the doctor did finally come in she talked to us for 3 minutes and then the nurses did the rest of the work. The doctor was very rude and disrespectful... I will never go to that hospital again. St. Vincents in Birmingham is the only hospital that I will go to from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, what good are doctors... they do not really do any work they just get paid more. The nurses are the ones that do all the work and actually work with the patients. I have no respect for doctors and I think they are lazy people. I am sorry if this offends any one but I believe that it is the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-7697903056126484136?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/7697903056126484136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=7697903056126484136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/7697903056126484136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/7697903056126484136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-hours-for-3-minutes.html' title='3 hours for 3 minutes'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-3020727254937732957</id><published>2008-07-06T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:07:23.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. BMW</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a great weekend until July 5 at 10:58! This is when I was taking a left turn out of my neighborhood and got T-boned! This is what my car looks like now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHE_wBHGogI/AAAAAAAAABM/Qc4P3lrWbD0/s1600-h/0705081126b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220023537263616514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHE_wBHGogI/AAAAAAAAABM/Qc4P3lrWbD0/s320/0705081126b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHE_qyVGHcI/AAAAAAAAABE/LZzg1WUBeEA/s1600-h/0705081126a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220023447396425154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHE_qyVGHcI/AAAAAAAAABE/LZzg1WUBeEA/s320/0705081126a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Whitney and I are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but I do not think that I will ever drive this car again. Whitney has a bruised arm and I have a bruised chest and bad pains. It could have been a lot worse. I remember talking to Whitney about getting my oil changed and how I was just going to have to go get it done since Dad has been so busy. I stopped looked before I pulled out onto the busy road. As I was pulling out again I looked again and saw a car at the top of the hill. I don't remember saying this but I told Whitney "Oh ----, hold on" and pushed the gas. The next thing I knew we were getting out of the car because we thought it was smoking, but I looked back and it was just the airbag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R.I.P. BMW (aka Harry my baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-3020727254937732957?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/3020727254937732957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=3020727254937732957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/3020727254937732957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/3020727254937732957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/rip-bmw.html' title='R.I.P. BMW'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SHE_wBHGogI/AAAAAAAAABM/Qc4P3lrWbD0/s72-c/0705081126b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995825675180488243.post-5046572355844119205</id><published>2008-07-03T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:46:39.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's more important?</title><content type='html'>Over the past couple of days there have been somethings brought to my attention that I have really thought about. There are things in life that people consider important, but to another person it could mean nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When thinking about the man that I want to marry, all I want to know is that he is going to love me for the rest of forever and that he will do all that he can to help me when I need it. I know that everyone has a past and that we all have regrets. I believe that if you really love someone you look past the bad things and look at the good things. If someone needs help then help them otherwise just let it go! Love is a powerful feeling and should overcome any obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SGzeFMDD1pI/AAAAAAAAAA4/uVaM7VrQdzc/s1600-h/get-attachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-5046572355844119205?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/5046572355844119205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=5046572355844119205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/5046572355844119205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/5046572355844119205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-more-important.html' title='What&apos;s more important?'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-4301161042085013185</id><published>2008-07-02T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:31:03.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I need to talk to you about something..."</title><content type='html'>I absolutely hate when some one tells me these words. Recently I was told these words. It kept me from sleeping and I had a whole day to worry about what it was that needed to be talked about. I prepared myself for the worst thing that I could imagine but what it was I would have never thought. I love the feeling afterward because you think about all the possibilities and then it is something that is not as bad as you thought.&lt;br /&gt;     But people should really think about saying those words to a person unless they are actually ready to talk to them right then and there. It is not worth having someone worry and stress over just talk to the person when the right time comes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-4301161042085013185?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/4301161042085013185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=4301161042085013185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4301161042085013185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/4301161042085013185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-to-talk-to-you-about-something.html' title='&quot;I need to talk to you about something...&quot;'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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-8995825675180488243.post-8744616960442988619</id><published>2008-07-01T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:35:37.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Post</title><content type='html'>I am ending a chapter of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;, the college chapter! As I look back and remember the good times that I had it makes me sad. But as I look forward to the times that are to come I am excited. College is full of new experiences and I have experienced. Through my college years I have learned a lot about myself and it has made me who I am today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now this is what is going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orientation&lt;/span&gt; leader. It is great to see the incoming students and see how excited they are about coming into college. I work with an awesome team and know that they are all there for me. We have all shared our life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; with each other. There are many ways in which we are alike but we all share our different qualities and build off of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SGpcPFIpfcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/PVgUCewRBdU/s1600-h/ol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218084532408384962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SGpcPFIpfcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/PVgUCewRBdU/s320/ol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy that I call my boyfriend, he is absolutely amazing and I could not ask for anything better. We have been together for about 2 months, even though it seems longer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218083124699271218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="148" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SGpa9JApEDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/03p5_g8oCFg/s320/chris.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of this past weekend I now live at the lake. I have not really got to enjoy it since we have been moving and getting everything settled in but I know that I am going to love it. The lake is my favorite place to be. The lake means family, friends, food, but most of all laughing and good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited for what is to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995825675180488243-8744616960442988619?l=mbvincent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/feeds/8744616960442988619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8995825675180488243&amp;postID=8744616960442988619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/8744616960442988619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8995825675180488243/posts/default/8744616960442988619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbvincent.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-post.html' title='The First Post'/><author><name>meagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118867995371401038</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VF0hMC2GnSM/SGpcPFIpfcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/PVgUCewRBdU/s72-c/ol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
