<?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-7071026739860609380</id><updated>2012-01-15T08:59:17.738-05:00</updated><category term='my things'/><category term='Mass'/><category term='abortion'/><category term='home schooling'/><category term='Garden 2009'/><category term='Jesse'/><category term='books'/><category term='My Daybook entries'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='waiting tables'/><category term='poems'/><category term='my baking'/><title type='text'>...where God finds me...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>771</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1263777548112778609</id><published>2012-01-15T08:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T08:59:17.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo, yeah...about that fire wood...</title><content type='html'>...it needs to go in the fire place...STAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hee hee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made myself my very own "slouchy beret"...turned out pretty nice. My sister saw mine and had me do one up for her daughter Rose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it turned out great...don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictured: mine, baby beanie...and Rosie showing off hers :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mQ_7xW-0Ehg/TxLbraEOiCI/AAAAAAAABt0/wb1pljX_d7w/s640/blogger-image--1982502891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mQ_7xW-0Ehg/TxLbraEOiCI/AAAAAAAABt0/wb1pljX_d7w/s640/blogger-image--1982502891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0YVQ814WFRk/TxLbsJQ2A9I/AAAAAAAABt8/t88jn1VjMaQ/s640/blogger-image-2110485256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0YVQ814WFRk/TxLbsJQ2A9I/AAAAAAAABt8/t88jn1VjMaQ/s640/blogger-image-2110485256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Folks, I'd like you to meet my newest nephew, Nathaniel Joseph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Born 1-7-2012 at 9 pounds, 3oz and 20 inches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know everyone thinks THEIR baby or THEIR lil niece or nephew is the cutest ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...let me tell you, this is one of the most handsome little guys I've ever seen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God blessed my sister and brother in-law with a happy, healthy baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now...on my way to go hold him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take care!!!&lt;/div&gt;-Chellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yMp4VaDeiTU/TwxAe46vXKI/AAAAAAAABts/pPE-WPABv-8/s1600/IMG_5931-703045.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4295841186613541614?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4295841186613541614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4295841186613541614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4295841186613541614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4295841186613541614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2012/01/well-hello-world-folks-i-like-you-to.html' title='Well hello world ;)'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yMp4VaDeiTU/TwxAe46vXKI/AAAAAAAABts/pPE-WPABv-8/s72-c/IMG_5931-703045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6586569484934065601</id><published>2012-01-03T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:38:20.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well my dears...</title><content type='html'>......Life has been it's usual all over the place self.&amp;nbsp; I am just trying to keep up with it.&amp;nbsp; It is showing in a few certain things that I use to be pretty dedicated to...uh hem (clears throat)...like this little blog of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee hee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have abandoned a few things, yes, but all with good reasons.&amp;nbsp; I have hit the wall with work.&amp;nbsp; I gave that my all in the last couple months just to realize...it's not worth it anymore.&amp;nbsp; A lot became quite clear to me, like an epiphany you can say, concerning where I actually stand in my position at the bee's.&amp;nbsp; It is very sad that something I know, thru and thru, is needing to come to an end.&amp;nbsp; The VERY bright side to this is I will have SO SO SO SO SO SO much more time with the things in my life that are really important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like:&amp;nbsp; The amazing relationship I have with my Ryan and future plans and goals we share.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My sister, who went in for her weekly check up with the doc this morning and who is dilated to 5 centimeters and who is pretty likely to have the baby in the next 24 hours...WAHOOOOOO!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My cousin coming home and needing his family to be there for him and his adjusting back to a normal life.&amp;nbsp; The encouragement and guidance he will need.&amp;nbsp; All the support.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And me.&amp;nbsp; Little me.&amp;nbsp; All the times in the last two years I have pushed my own necessities to the side to help, fill in, pick up, do for others.&amp;nbsp; I have a laundry list with just my doctor.&amp;nbsp; I have punished my health lately just because I haven't had time for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact of the matter is...I need one hell of a break to get back on track.&amp;nbsp; I've been swinging around like a fricken tether ball being played with by the world.&amp;nbsp; I need things to stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in no way ungrateful for where I made it today.&amp;nbsp; If everything that happened in the last two years did not play out like they did...things would be different.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed for how they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking back to when I use to be on this blog every day I wonder how in the heck I had all that time then.&amp;nbsp; It is so hard just getting 5 minutes to share what little I can here and there.&amp;nbsp; I miss writing, I miss my venting (lol), I miss catching up...I am surprised that my following count doesn't drop when I log back on every other week or so!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you followers of mine that have not removed me from your list...yet.&amp;nbsp; :) &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I was saying to my cousin earlier today, we all have our hopes and dreams...our goals.&amp;nbsp; It's the wait-the time, meanwhile...that makes it all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I will see ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6586569484934065601?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6586569484934065601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6586569484934065601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6586569484934065601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6586569484934065601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2012/01/well-my-dears.html' title='Well my dears...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4639141277880623222</id><published>2011-12-10T01:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:04:46.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made a first today...dish cloths! I am so excited! Some lucky folks are getting some pretty snazzy &amp;#160;stocking stuffers this Christmas!&amp;#160;&lt;p&gt;That is all for now...good night!&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMgQeRV6iLs/TuL2frfXhbI/AAAAAAAABtg/BClEXnYFZQI/s1600/IMG_3076-786501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMgQeRV6iLs/TuL2frfXhbI/AAAAAAAABtg/BClEXnYFZQI/s320/IMG_3076-786501.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684376703805654450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4639141277880623222?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4639141277880623222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4639141277880623222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4639141277880623222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4639141277880623222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-made-first-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMgQeRV6iLs/TuL2frfXhbI/AAAAAAAABtg/BClEXnYFZQI/s72-c/IMG_3076-786501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5411271899117383779</id><published>2011-12-08T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:18:34.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well hello there...!</title><content type='html'>...today is the first day in WEEKS that I have been on my lap top!&amp;nbsp; Oh Lordy Lou!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here and look forward to the new year because I am thinking that after the holidays and wrapping up a tight year at the bee's...I'll be getting some kind of break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's baby...#3...will most likely be joining us sooner then later.&amp;nbsp; Doc thinks she'll deliver WAY early...how exciting?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is due mid January.&amp;nbsp; The little guy is already 5 plus pounds.&amp;nbsp; Yup!&amp;nbsp; He's gonna be a big boy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can NOT wait to see what he is going to look like!&amp;nbsp; If there will be a lot of his dad...or if this one will look just like my sister.&amp;nbsp; Gabe, #1, is a spitting image of his daddy.&amp;nbsp; Like ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; Rosalie...every now and then you can see some of her mother...even some of our sisters in her.&amp;nbsp; Whether its how she sits on the floor or a face she makes.&amp;nbsp; But again...she is a spitting image of her dad as well.&amp;nbsp; Sooo...we are all taking bets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have big plans for next year...ecstatic about these plans...can't stop thinking about them.&amp;nbsp; I do not have the guts to spill the beans just yet...let's just say...I've been wanting to do this for YEARS now and can't believe it's taken this long to start on it.&amp;nbsp; I have much work ahead of me...and I'm totally looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...you folks all take care.&amp;nbsp; I'm throwing in one more tray of cookies in the oven and then it's off to work for me.&amp;nbsp; Blah! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have tomorrow off with Mr. Ryan...and Saturday off to myself, my hook, and my yarn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5411271899117383779?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5411271899117383779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5411271899117383779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5411271899117383779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5411271899117383779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/12/well-hello-there.html' title='Well hello there...!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1427428618343073648</id><published>2011-12-03T14:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T14:11:45.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup...I have been SUPER DUPER busy. Christmas shopping, working, babysitting, working, maintaining a relationship with my amazing boyfriend, a lil crocheting here and there...&lt;p&gt;Thought I&amp;#39;d give you folks a sneak peek at my latest project. :)&amp;#160;&lt;p&gt;I picked this square pattern because it&amp;#39;s one of my favorite to do and this is going to be a scarf...the pattern resembles a bit to a snow flake...don&amp;#39;t ya think?&lt;p&gt;Anyways...take care, I will be back eventually. I am day 4 into a 8 day closing streak at the bees&amp;#39;s!!! God help my staff!!! 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This process can not be justified in my head.&amp;nbsp; You are still very much responsible for your actions whether the intentions were there or not.&amp;nbsp; It's those who refuse to heed to their conscience that try to make it "OK".&amp;nbsp; We are going to just go ahead and dismiss the wrong doing because you did not think it through beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;***Begin Chellie's Rambling:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But though shalt not judge thy neighbor.&amp;nbsp; It is not our place.&amp;nbsp; OK, that's squared away.&amp;nbsp; Not in today's society, but let's keep to it here.&amp;nbsp; Now you have no one to impress but yourself.&amp;nbsp; You either admit the wrong doing or mask it to make yourself feel better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we are a very impressing people and desire to draw an affectionate and approving light on ourselves.&amp;nbsp; So we will cop out, say it's not "really" our fault and be done with any kind of recovery that could be made to learn our lesson and not do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now morale is weakened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is of course assuming we tend to generalize things and assume others will leave the incident alone if we do not make a big stink about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since it wasn't a big deal to begin with, why would we allow anyone to become upset in the future if it happened again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;End Chellie's Rambling***&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about we all stop, look at what we have ourselves involved in, look at what we are tied up in or what we have connected ourselves to...and keep things as true to what we know in our heart is right.&amp;nbsp; How many things would you leave behind in your footprints if this were done 100% today?&amp;nbsp; No "letting be" what might be wrong or inappropriate...just abandon and move on.&amp;nbsp; How much would you end up sacrificing?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much would your life change if you really paid attention to what your actions caused around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more aware would you become of how you are affecting those around you...maybe even in the simplest things you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly feel in today's society we are all very caught up in the "go, go, go!" and do not realize what impression we are making along the way to those around us who &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; paying attention.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it is not what we intend to give or deliver...but we don't know because we haven't stopped to think about or examine how we are going about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are God's people and we are all an influence on each other one way or another.&amp;nbsp; Our ultimate end is not to please the one standing at our side or the one in front or the one on top (a boss, authority, parents, etc...) but it is to satisfy our Lord and make it into Heaven.&amp;nbsp; I just want to say this so I'm not taken in the wrong way with this posting.&amp;nbsp; I'm not trying to say we need to be better set with how we look or where we stand in society but to pay better attention to the actions we commit.&amp;nbsp; We are definitely responsible for our actions even&amp;nbsp;as minor as they may seem.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In influence we encourage&amp;nbsp;another's strength or weakness.&amp;nbsp; What are you encouraging around you?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7230062646927724139?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7230062646927724139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7230062646927724139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7230062646927724139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7230062646927724139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-you-live-in-moment.html' title='When you live in the moment...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5194204517875509085</id><published>2011-11-04T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:05:46.954-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my baking'/><title type='text'>If you would like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TrcIrIJiUdk/TrQj_nkziLI/AAAAAAAABtI/Amb8tvEeomI/s640/blogger-image--1966736688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TrcIrIJiUdk/TrQj_nkziLI/AAAAAAAABtI/Amb8tvEeomI/s640/blogger-image--1966736688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chellie's Chicken Pot Pie Recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will make 3 24oz "Personal Pies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Chicken Breast, cubed and boiled in water to cook through&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup of finely diced Yellow Onion&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of chopped veggie mix (I used broc, green beans, peas, corn, and carrots)&lt;br /&gt;2 small cans of Cream of Mushroom Soup&lt;br /&gt;1cup of Milk&lt;br /&gt;1 teas. Garlic Powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teas. Black Pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 roll of Crescent Roll Dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with cubing and boiling the Chicken.&amp;nbsp; This way was done to make the Chicken extra tender for the pies.&amp;nbsp; I then diced up the Onion and chopped up the Veggie mix to make sure they were in bite size pieces.&amp;nbsp; Once the Chicken was cooked through I drained it, added the Veggie mix, threw in the diced Onion, and added more water to the pot.&amp;nbsp; I brought this to a boil and then let it simmer for 15 minutes or until the Veggies were soft.&amp;nbsp; (I am not a fan of onions but upon trying the filling I found that you don't really taste it but it does sweeten the mix ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Veggies and Chicken were on the stove I put in a mixing bowl the two cans of soup, Milk, Garlic Powder, and Black Pepper.&amp;nbsp; I mixed then set to the side until the Vegetables and Chicken were ready to drain.&amp;nbsp; After I drained the water I combined the stove top mix and the soup mix and brought that to a low simmer on the stove.&amp;nbsp; Your goal here is to heat the filling thoroughly.&amp;nbsp; It is to be ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that was warmed all the way through I scooped the mix into 3 24 oz Corningware casserole dishes.&amp;nbsp; You can be creative at this point and cut the dough into strips and lattice over the mix.&amp;nbsp; I just took it and pieced it together on top.&amp;nbsp; You are only using this as crust for the top of the pie.&amp;nbsp; It was determined that the Crescent roll dough would get soggy if it was used on the sides and bottom of the pie.&amp;nbsp; This was some wonderful guidance given to me by my Aunt.&amp;nbsp; I let this bake in the oven at 350 for 20 plus minutes to brown before I pulled them out from the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them sit for a few to cool and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were similar recipes found online but the portions I used here seemed to all mesh perfectly on first try.&amp;nbsp; Perfect to serve on a cold day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tip of my own:&amp;nbsp; I did spread just a little bit of butter on the dough before I put the pies in the oven.&amp;nbsp; To much will make them soggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this recipe up as I put it together...a little proud of myself that this turned out as good as it did ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy recipe, cost to buy all the items was just over $10!&amp;nbsp; You can't beat that!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty...now back to the laundry folding...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5194204517875509085?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5194204517875509085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5194204517875509085&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5194204517875509085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5194204517875509085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-you-would-like.html' title='If you would like...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TrcIrIJiUdk/TrQj_nkziLI/AAAAAAAABtI/Amb8tvEeomI/s72-c/blogger-image--1966736688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2029549271068922051</id><published>2011-11-04T12:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:41:41.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where God found me on Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--o2mGAn8t6k/TrQRc43Gw5I/AAAAAAAABs4/ClRUKHBE8MY/s640/blogger-image-784899943.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--o2mGAn8t6k/TrQRc43Gw5I/AAAAAAAABs4/ClRUKHBE8MY/s640/blogger-image-784899943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OV-8kr3UW5k/TrQRdPioXXI/AAAAAAAABtA/zKQVBSaqahM/s640/blogger-image--1552400307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OV-8kr3UW5k/TrQRdPioXXI/AAAAAAAABtA/zKQVBSaqahM/s640/blogger-image--1552400307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have never sat this high up at a Wing's game.&amp;nbsp; We were right in front of all the press boxes...that was very interesting to listen to through the game...let me tell ya!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Super convenient as well.&amp;nbsp; If we missed something on the ice all we had to do was look up at the TVs above us and watch the replay.&amp;nbsp; I didn't mind the seats at all.&amp;nbsp; Ryan gets his tickets at a student discount price so we sat on $15 seats.&amp;nbsp; Yup!&amp;nbsp; Awesome ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to 20 plus games in&amp;nbsp; my life time...a significant amount while being with Ryan...and Tuesday marked the second loss I have witnessed by the Red Wings.&amp;nbsp; It was a grueling end to the game...I have never seen so many sad, pissed off, depressed faces all at once!&amp;nbsp; Holy Wing's penalties!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did NOT need those.&amp;nbsp; NOT ONE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&amp;nbsp; I am still hoping we win this Saturday.&amp;nbsp; We need it.&amp;nbsp; For the team and for the fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for regular happenings around these parts...I have come down with a horrible sinus infection.&amp;nbsp; Totally uncomfortable, feel like my head has been under water for the last 2 days, constantly saying "huh?!?!" or "speak up!" to my associates at work, waking up and not being able to breathe until I have been up and about for a few hours to clear myself up...UGGHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off my six shift closing streak started yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I will be one hell of a disgruntled worker by Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; It will be very hard to hide it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;hee hee ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for better news...I have been listening to Christmas music since Nov. 1st.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I have indeed!!!&amp;nbsp; I am so excited to spend this Christmas with Ryan...it's ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me last night if I was satisfied with him or if I wanted to find someone else.&amp;nbsp; He delivered this in a half joking manner.&amp;nbsp; I said that I did not want to hold any ones hand but his.&amp;nbsp; He gave me the biggest smile :) &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta get my booty to the basement to get my clothes folded from the dryer.&amp;nbsp; I hope y'all have a great Friday!&amp;nbsp; Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2029549271068922051?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2029549271068922051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2029549271068922051&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2029549271068922051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2029549271068922051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-god-found-me-on-tuesday.html' title='Where God found me on Tuesday...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--o2mGAn8t6k/TrQRc43Gw5I/AAAAAAAABs4/ClRUKHBE8MY/s72-c/blogger-image-784899943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7258821785911854510</id><published>2011-10-28T09:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:54:34.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did I find this guy?!?!</title><content type='html'>...seriously.  I am finding myself wondering how our lives collided and thinking what would of happened if we never met.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart him soooooooooo much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story...well, it was funny for Ryan and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that new Rihanna song...where she repeats the same line through pretty much the entire song...it came on one night while Ryan and I were in the car and we both turned to each other and laughed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See..."we found our love in a hopeless place"...is funny to us because Ryan and I met at my work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed in the car before i said a word because he knew what I was about to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any hoots ...hope you all enjoy your cold COLD Friday! I will be off to that "hopeless place" :) here shortly.  Take care!!!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iUq8YHZXI-I/Tqq0GSrM1UI/AAAAAAAABsw/ZiLsX9xwFbw/s640/blogger-image--312790610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iUq8YHZXI-I/Tqq0GSrM1UI/AAAAAAAABsw/ZiLsX9xwFbw/s640/blogger-image--312790610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7258821785911854510?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7258821785911854510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7258821785911854510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7258821785911854510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7258821785911854510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-did-i-find-this-guy.html' title='Where did I find this guy?!?!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iUq8YHZXI-I/Tqq0GSrM1UI/AAAAAAAABsw/ZiLsX9xwFbw/s72-c/blogger-image--312790610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6926478518490032145</id><published>2011-10-20T11:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T13:14:13.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caution...this will take a minute...</title><content type='html'>I had a very unexpected conversation with an associate of mine at work the other day.&amp;nbsp; The topic was not meant for the work place but this individual has been a friend of mine for some years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Server was handing me his check out from the lunch shift.&amp;nbsp; He was super stressed about the "going on's" in his life and needed to vent.&amp;nbsp; Some how, some way, we ran head first into a subject that came out of no where...it seemed like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was explaining how the insecurities his girlfriend has is wearing thin on their relationship and is therefore making him question things he would not have before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I delivered an outburst and a vent simultaneously.&amp;nbsp; A vent stemming from a prior conversation with another acquaintance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; "ya know...there is a reason why people were always surprised or shocked after they met me (and then immediately or down the road when they discovered that I was a home school graduate) they would reply&amp;nbsp; 'Wow! You don't seem like you would have been cooped up in a house for 12 years at all!'&amp;nbsp; Or:&amp;nbsp; 'Really?&amp;nbsp; You are a lot more social then what I would have expected a home schooled student to be.'&amp;nbsp; I still get these comments from people all the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Server:&amp;nbsp; "Really?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; "Yep.&amp;nbsp; I was blessed with a strong upbringing in the household and in my faith.&amp;nbsp; Regardless of what faith you are...if you do not have something bigger then life to hold on to at the end of the day...what do you have?&amp;nbsp; Even if it is not faith at all...some sort of religion...no title...but you were brought up with something to hold onto and seek when in trouble...when in need of guidance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens, when you reach the end of the tunnel, and you find no light?&amp;nbsp; You are standing there, facing a wall, and you are in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Mind you, I am looking for NO rebuttal to what I am posting here tonight.&amp;nbsp; This is my point of view, belief, outlook, faith I relay to you folks right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was trying to say is that I feel I was able to jump into the work force, into the outside world, into society and the perils of the real world and not become completely traumatized because...at the end of the day...I was proud that I held onto what was right.&amp;nbsp; I strove to see things in black and white.&amp;nbsp; I achieved because I stuck to what I was brought up with and what I believed.&amp;nbsp; In the end, when my head hit my pillow, I did not care how so and so thought I looked or how stupid I probably sounded when I didn't get the joke because I was indeed home schooled and did not understand much of the outside language then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a problem, it is followed by prayer.&amp;nbsp; When you pray you are immediately turning to God and seeking his aid.&amp;nbsp; In that sense, you are unloading a bit of the stress.&amp;nbsp; You are reaching out for his hand to walk side by side with you in the time of troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is being done to the children who are just chucked out into the world is not fair when they become adults.&amp;nbsp; I understand that families do what they can do but that does not make it OK to ignore their moral upbringing because you have no time to do it yourself.&amp;nbsp; Even if it's just catechism one day a week for a hour...you are instilling such important values that some just disregard because "they think that it is not important enough to drive them to church" for that one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line...the parent that chooses to let society raise their kids and keeps themselves from stepping up to the plate and throw in their two cents when it comes to God or whatever they strongly believe themselves...will fail their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are a person that believes that their child should get to choose (when they get older) what faith they should follow...OK fine...but what you are missing then is key.&amp;nbsp; They would have a better understanding of a faith if they already got started.&amp;nbsp; How much easier is it to learn a different language when you've already learned another?&amp;nbsp; Example:&amp;nbsp; Is it not so much easier to learn Latin or Spanish when you've already had a year or two of the other under your belt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be so when it comes to faith.&amp;nbsp; They will be taught so many important basics at a young age.&amp;nbsp; They will already have it in them to turn to it when they are lost.&amp;nbsp; You can't give the bible to an adult who does not know how to read...can you?&amp;nbsp; How, then, would you expect a young adult to try to figure this all out on their own???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is not just about a belief.&amp;nbsp; It is so much more.&amp;nbsp; It is compassion, a truth, guidance, a love, virtues, moral...do not let it's importance be dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...hee hee...my friend did not have to hear all of this...just basically that I was using myself as an example when it comes to believing in God and being a stronger person because I have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to look up at my aunt when I was almost five years old and just smile at her when she made the rudest comment at a family Christmas party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt to my mom:&amp;nbsp; "You are really going to go through with it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom:&amp;nbsp; "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt turns from my mom and looks down at me:&amp;nbsp; "You poor child..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened when my dad's sister learned that my mom was going to home school me.&amp;nbsp; And you know what?&amp;nbsp; I can remember this in detail to this very day.&amp;nbsp; I remember how my aunt had her hair, the Christmas tree sweater she was wearing, and the blue slacks to match.&amp;nbsp; I remember the stressed out but confident look on my mother's face...the guilty but sassy smile she had when she said simply "Yes".&amp;nbsp; I wanted to be so too and I smiled like "Yeah, we got this.&amp;nbsp; Don't you worry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, this is my point of view on things and I will be happy to explain my thought process but I am not looking to argue.&amp;nbsp; Whether you want to believe it or not...you can't teach an old dog new tricks...really you can...but not to the most prominent extent.&amp;nbsp; They will only "so-so" get it most of the time.&amp;nbsp; If you do not carry the faith at an early age the world will meddle in your thought process and conscience far to easily.&amp;nbsp; One needs something to combat with.&amp;nbsp; Do not take the tools from your child.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The dangers and sins of this world will attack a lost adult far more easily then a child safe and sound at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I will end here because in the process of writing out this rant I actually had to cut away three paragraphs due to being unrelated in ways and needing it's own posting.&amp;nbsp; So...lol...don't you worry...but I have another post coming your way quick!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who took the time to read and God Bless!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6926478518490032145?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6926478518490032145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6926478518490032145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6926478518490032145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6926478518490032145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/10/cautionthis-will-take-minute.html' title='Caution...this will take a minute...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1368615106249344142</id><published>2011-10-07T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:55:16.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the haps on Chellie's wall as of late???  Well, here ya go:</title><content type='html'>"To post vague complaints on face book and then, in turn, get snippy at the folks who inquire as to what the problem is...is extremely immature. Who am I to judge? Nobody and I have no problem with that what so ever. But I do have a solution and it is called the "delete" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I can aid at all in Internet etiquette...don't post your personal issues on the web...where your so-so friends can see it and then slap them in the face or make them feel bad for asking you what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not accept your friend request to wonder if you are doing OK. I accepted it because of reasons bigger then this...you are my friend. Please act like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks-your friend, Chellie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah, I got a lil "ranty" today...but come on now.&amp;nbsp; This is regarding an individual who has been posting the most depressing comments on FB lately and just today they posted "I know who my real friends are because they do not have to ask me what is going on".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This is just down right immature!&amp;nbsp; That's of course my opinion.&amp;nbsp; But There is some truth to my opinion.&amp;nbsp; How dare you make others feel bad because you do not want to broadcast the details of your issues.&amp;nbsp; Own up or shut up!&amp;nbsp; If it is not my business then do NOT post it out in the open and then make me feel bad about inquiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I however did not do the asking.&amp;nbsp; I never opened my text to them.&amp;nbsp; It sparked my fire when I saw that comment they posted about "real friends" because I guess a few of their "not real friends" wanted to know what was going on. Ya know what happens next?&amp;nbsp; You get deleted.&amp;nbsp; We do not need to hear it because, therefore, you are not our "real friend" so we will keep to our "real friends".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for reading.&amp;nbsp; Hope ya'll had a great Friday so far!&amp;nbsp; God Bless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1368615106249344142?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1368615106249344142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1368615106249344142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1368615106249344142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1368615106249344142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-haps-on-chellies-wall-as-of-late.html' title='What&apos;s the haps on Chellie&apos;s wall as of late???  Well, here ya go:'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6161857592611014669</id><published>2011-09-28T22:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:18:39.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...that time of the year again...</title><content type='html'>...fooooooooooooor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUMPKIN BREAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 medium size loaves baking in the oven right now.&amp;nbsp; Oh my...does the house smell really, really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on snacking on a slice or five when it comes out and cools.&amp;nbsp; The best way to dine on such goodness?&amp;nbsp; Grab a small dish, melt some butter, and dip the bread in the melted butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so amazing...If you don't know...then you need to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, finding out would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things have been all sorts of busy around these parts...as usual.&amp;nbsp; I woke up early, at 5am, and started my shift at the bee's before the break of dawn.&amp;nbsp; It was a very slow day for bussiness which was super nice.&amp;nbsp; I had some employees show up late so being a dead Wednesday made it easy to keep up with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I am unsure at the moment if I spilled the beans about this news yet or not so here ya all go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is due in mid January, this is number three, and guess what this lil one is gonna be???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;IT'S A BOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my lil nephew will have his very own brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have it set to where I will be taking the week off after her husband has his week off so I can relocate for that time and honker down with her and her brood to help out.&amp;nbsp; And I can not explain how excited I am about this!&amp;nbsp; A whole week with my sister and my two darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a personal update to ya folks...the boyfriend and I are doing great as well.&amp;nbsp; Our relationship is everything it should be and as the days keep going, the more excited and thankful I am about where I am at in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to recap the last 9 months of 2011, I have been only moving forward.&amp;nbsp; No standing still, no questioning, no arguing with what is right or combating what is wrong with every step I try to move forward.&amp;nbsp; It is a well known fact however that the work life has been nothing but brutal since the beginning of summer and that has a whole load of wrong in itself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I tried for so, soooooo long to move up in this company and after 8 plus years I was finally promoted to salary.&amp;nbsp; It was a great first 9 months and great finish to the year last year but as of this spring my position has been greatly compromised.&amp;nbsp; I am not quite ready to spill these beans but lets just say that because I am not interested in catering to something very innapropriate... I am being pushed out.&amp;nbsp; And it is starting with my record.&amp;nbsp; I received my first "warning" (not a write up, but a document stating a conversation was had) for the most rediculous accusation.&amp;nbsp; Yes, of course from where I stand I would say this, but really though, I have folks who have offered to make things right and contact who they would have to-to ensure that I have nothing tarnishing my history with the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not dumb and because of this I am not easily swayed.&amp;nbsp; Because of that, I can not be controlled like a few of the others and because I am not a guy, I am basically shit out of luck.&amp;nbsp; So.&amp;nbsp; Resolution is I milk it to hopefully the end of the year and then I am off to somewhere else to work my butt off for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a hard working girl.&amp;nbsp; I have sound morals.&amp;nbsp; I see right and wrong.&amp;nbsp; Frankly, I'm a steal because I use my common sense!&amp;nbsp; I don't know how many people we have hired and then fired just because they lacked what I have just listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only problem is is that I put my heart into my work so when there is failure...I will feel it more then I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resolution to this?&amp;nbsp; I need to work in a library.&amp;nbsp; Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really though, that would be living the dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty folks...my bread is ready to be had...and my bed is ready to have me.&amp;nbsp; Take care and good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6161857592611014669?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6161857592611014669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6161857592611014669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6161857592611014669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6161857592611014669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-time-of-year-again.html' title='...that time of the year again...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7109804036512788393</id><published>2011-09-22T22:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:51:30.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One more thing...&lt;p&gt;What did you thank God for today???&lt;p&gt;K...night. ;)&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byEnH1uOfEc/Tnv0M1ZVofI/AAAAAAAABso/umVI9qubb-I/s1600/IMG_4263-790801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byEnH1uOfEc/Tnv0M1ZVofI/AAAAAAAABso/umVI9qubb-I/s320/IMG_4263-790801.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655382258422751730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7109804036512788393?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7109804036512788393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7109804036512788393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7109804036512788393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7109804036512788393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-more-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byEnH1uOfEc/Tnv0M1ZVofI/AAAAAAAABso/umVI9qubb-I/s72-c/IMG_4263-790801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-832197910514552181</id><published>2011-09-22T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:50:07.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to introduce my ten year old self to you. Nice to meet you!!!&lt;p&gt;Here I am with the new set of lil bunnies we bread when I was a wee one. How oh how I miss those days!!!&lt;p&gt;Now I run from house to work and then work to house and then maybe some family time here and there...oh how life is so chaotic as I get older!&amp;#160;&lt;p&gt;Dinners are still the same however...chef boyardee tonight! Lol...mini ravioli is on the menu...and then bed! Hope you all take care and God bless! 4am is my waking hour so I have to scoot. &amp;#160;Night!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxdSz-LESP4/Tnvz4XaGZOI/AAAAAAAABsg/9sfZ3kMJQlM/s1600/IMG_6066-707309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxdSz-LESP4/Tnvz4XaGZOI/AAAAAAAABsg/9sfZ3kMJQlM/s320/IMG_6066-707309.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655381906775500002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-832197910514552181?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/832197910514552181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=832197910514552181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/832197910514552181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/832197910514552181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-would-like-to-introduce-my-ten-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxdSz-LESP4/Tnvz4XaGZOI/AAAAAAAABsg/9sfZ3kMJQlM/s72-c/IMG_6066-707309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-104497191484818604</id><published>2011-09-09T23:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T23:17:09.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What we have here is...&lt;p&gt;The prettiest little girl ever! &amp;#160;And oh does she love her some flowers!&amp;#160;&lt;p&gt;My sister was extra awesome today and cut a bunch of her mini sunflowers down...found a vase...and sent me home with a &amp;quot;very yellow&amp;quot; bouquet for my kitchen window!&lt;p&gt;So, so pretty!&amp;#160;&lt;p&gt;Well...seeing as I am scheduled to open the Bee&amp;#39;s in the morning I guess I should get to bed...? Yes...so you all have a wonderful night!!!&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mt3YELa0T0A/TmrWt1fpfnI/AAAAAAAABsY/6pw2yRFhCzM/s1600/IMG_0546-729155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mt3YELa0T0A/TmrWt1fpfnI/AAAAAAAABsY/6pw2yRFhCzM/s320/IMG_0546-729155.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650564765431987826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-104497191484818604?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/104497191484818604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=104497191484818604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/104497191484818604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/104497191484818604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-we-have-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mt3YELa0T0A/TmrWt1fpfnI/AAAAAAAABsY/6pw2yRFhCzM/s72-c/IMG_0546-729155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6219032796167716367</id><published>2011-09-08T12:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:15:17.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well folks...I'd like you to meet my most awesome and wonderful BF...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxSHSZb6xbs/Tmjz71yxvaI/AAAAAAAABsQ/OFXnGYyVb9g/s1600/IMG_8691-739377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650033941914172834" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxSHSZb6xbs/Tmjz71yxvaI/AAAAAAAABsQ/OFXnGYyVb9g/s320/IMG_8691-739377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...his name is Ryan.&amp;nbsp; He is 22...turning 23 in just a few weeks. (If I got a nickel for every time I have been called a cougar since we started dating...well, I would not be THAT rich...but I'd have some full piggy banks on my book shelf!)&amp;nbsp; This month we will have been together for 9 months!!!&amp;nbsp; He is of the same religion...which dismisses so many headaches...oh my Lord...it is so awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...he is a Michigan State fan.&amp;nbsp; So couple that with my brood of Wolverines...it's interesting to watch the debates every game time...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a serious note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love him.&amp;nbsp; I will admit...there were some fears about entering a new relationship...especially after last year...and I will also admit...I have broken down a few times when reality hits and screams:&amp;nbsp; you're not married anymore...you are starting all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything happens for a reason and when I think about if I had never met Ryan and if all the craziness didn't go down last year like it did...I am left shuddering.&amp;nbsp; I could not imagine life with out this guy.&amp;nbsp; I friggen love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto my work now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...enough stalling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Have a blessed day all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6219032796167716367?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6219032796167716367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6219032796167716367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6219032796167716367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6219032796167716367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-message-has-been-sent-using.html' title='Well folks...I&apos;d like you to meet my most awesome and wonderful BF...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxSHSZb6xbs/Tmjz71yxvaI/AAAAAAAABsQ/OFXnGYyVb9g/s72-c/IMG_8691-739377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6254274775126225248</id><published>2011-09-08T12:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:03:23.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...there's half of us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bi7lf-r_ZA/TmjyW7P36kI/AAAAAAAABsI/beSIYk4elYE/s1600/IMG_5987-735538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650032208211601986" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bi7lf-r_ZA/TmjyW7P36kI/AAAAAAAABsI/beSIYk4elYE/s320/IMG_5987-735538.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken on Monday...Labor Day...also my wonderful sister's birthday!&amp;nbsp; She had lots of fun with the&amp;nbsp; family!&amp;nbsp; I LOVE FAMILY DAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all...for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the midst of putting together a bar calendar for the bar guests.&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you...using the most very basic version of paint on an old work computer to jazz this calendar up...OH BOY...It's a shock I still have hair to pull out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am trying to do what I can from my laptop before my shift starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6254274775126225248?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6254274775126225248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6254274775126225248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6254274775126225248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6254274775126225248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='Well...there&apos;s half of us...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bi7lf-r_ZA/TmjyW7P36kI/AAAAAAAABsI/beSIYk4elYE/s72-c/IMG_5987-735538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1733199955624953563</id><published>2011-09-02T23:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T23:39:29.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the moment the boyfriend and I are in the back seat of his dad&amp;#39;s car...with his dad and uncle in front...and we are trying to leave Michigan State University&amp;#39;s parking lot to their football field...and we have been trying for the last hour...ugh...&lt;p&gt;Oh well...State won...woo...&lt;p&gt;Sorry, this wolverine went to appease the boyfriend! LoL&lt;p&gt;Take care guys...I will see ya all soon!&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVt24kXuaWo/TmGhcUUVnTI/AAAAAAAABsA/e3ZFNatwSP8/s1600/IMG_0547-769268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVt24kXuaWo/TmGhcUUVnTI/AAAAAAAABsA/e3ZFNatwSP8/s320/IMG_0547-769268.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647972915561733426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1733199955624953563?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1733199955624953563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1733199955624953563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1733199955624953563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1733199955624953563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-moment-boyfriend-and-i-are-in-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVt24kXuaWo/TmGhcUUVnTI/AAAAAAAABsA/e3ZFNatwSP8/s72-c/IMG_0547-769268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1385060247246617397</id><published>2011-08-24T12:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:22:03.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some of the flowers my man got me for my birthday last Saturday! Super pretty :)&lt;br /&gt;Well...that day off I mentioned is today!!! How about that! After I get some coffee down...I will make friends with my "walled" laptop and see ya all soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2RUFvlAb_I/TlUnnvTf0lI/AAAAAAAABrw/LQ8r_iclxEw/s1600/IMG_1480-747691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644461271645409874" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2RUFvlAb_I/TlUnnvTf0lI/AAAAAAAABrw/LQ8r_iclxEw/s320/IMG_1480-747691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1385060247246617397?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1385060247246617397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1385060247246617397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1385060247246617397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1385060247246617397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-of-flowers-my-amazing-man-got-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2RUFvlAb_I/TlUnnvTf0lI/AAAAAAAABrw/LQ8r_iclxEw/s72-c/IMG_1480-747691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3710407171730736006</id><published>2011-08-23T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T14:25:01.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is still a Chellie running about...sorry with the lack of blogging participation from my end. &amp;#160;I am trying to finish this period at work with a bang (meaning: I want my damn bonus!!!)...so until I get that day off this week...I will remain as the owner of the laptop turned &amp;quot;wallflower&amp;quot;...oh yeah...take care!!!&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v6nPrpR1p5c/TlPwfZcnq5I/AAAAAAAABro/IwOpEpY2HMI/s1600/IMG_9140-701086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v6nPrpR1p5c/TlPwfZcnq5I/AAAAAAAABro/IwOpEpY2HMI/s320/IMG_9140-701086.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644119180222901138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3710407171730736006?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3710407171730736006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3710407171730736006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3710407171730736006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3710407171730736006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-is-still-chellie-running-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v6nPrpR1p5c/TlPwfZcnq5I/AAAAAAAABro/IwOpEpY2HMI/s72-c/IMG_9140-701086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2201994814926671401</id><published>2011-08-21T17:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T17:08:35.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So...this was taken today before the 20 minute storm. &amp;#160;Obviously this photo has been played with...actually did it with an application I downloaded. &amp;#160;Can you yell I&amp;#39;m having way to much fun with this phone??? &amp;#160;Heehee ;) Have &amp;#160;a nice day!&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81z7l447itc/TlFz04cjBfI/AAAAAAAABrg/6Wzp9Ilgzc0/s1600/IMG_5181-715087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81z7l447itc/TlFz04cjBfI/AAAAAAAABrg/6Wzp9Ilgzc0/s320/IMG_5181-715087.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643419160414455282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2201994814926671401?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2201994814926671401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2201994814926671401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2201994814926671401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2201994814926671401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81z7l447itc/TlFz04cjBfI/AAAAAAAABrg/6Wzp9Ilgzc0/s72-c/IMG_5181-715087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3605969711759951582</id><published>2011-08-20T19:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:22:59.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(gasp!) Look! What's up there?!  Is it?  I think it is!  Yup, God's smiling down at the baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lbP2YgjUEQ/TlBKJGUrnUI/AAAAAAAABrY/ecfm_pSim00/s1600/IMG_7407-708431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643091853271866690" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lbP2YgjUEQ/TlBKJGUrnUI/AAAAAAAABrY/ecfm_pSim00/s320/IMG_7407-708431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely photo was taken on my birthday on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I have a super smiling niece at hand...she was an awesome play date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was beyond fantastic!&amp;nbsp; Friday night my man got a few friends together along with his dad, mother, sister, sister's husband...and we all had pizza and drinks at the "&lt;a href="http://www.ironwoodgrillplymouth.com/"&gt;Ironwood&lt;/a&gt;" in downtown Plymouth.&amp;nbsp; A snazzy little place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning slash afternoon my guy and I headed out to Pontiac Lake for some volley ball with a few of my sisters and brothers.&amp;nbsp; They played while I watched from the sand.&amp;nbsp; I am still under certain restrictions from my surgery last summer so no fluffing the ball for me!&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach we all headed out to the new apartment that two of my sisters moved into last month.&amp;nbsp; Cute place!&amp;nbsp; If it were not for the drive...I would SO be their neighbor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed off to our parents house where we met up with my other sister and husband...parents of the two cutest little kids in town...and had mostacholi with sweetish meatballs on the side.&amp;nbsp; My mom took my request for my birthday dinner a while ago...and since it had been forever and a day for the meatballs...that's what was on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday consisted of early morning mass out in Hartland and then major lounging around the rest of the day.&amp;nbsp; My guy and I did attempt a couple games of "Baggo" or "Bags"...that ended after the second game.&amp;nbsp; Apparently the boyfriend and I were just not feeling it and lost terribly, both games, to my sister and brother.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I had a very nice birthday weekend!&amp;nbsp; It was a mini vacation from work...plenty of time given to be with the families...and best of all...I have the most amazing boyfriend in the freaking world!&amp;nbsp; His gift to me...&lt;i&gt;other then a few other things&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VrYgdTtLbQY/TlVACClH1FI/AAAAAAAABr0/_6M0c7cBx5g/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VrYgdTtLbQY/TlVACClH1FI/AAAAAAAABr0/_6M0c7cBx5g/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOf1FSP4hBE/TlVAHYfPquI/AAAAAAAABr4/1yGe_IAbORE/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOf1FSP4hBE/TlVAHYfPquI/AAAAAAAABr4/1yGe_IAbORE/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was gifted my first item ever from Tiffany's!&amp;nbsp; My guy gave me a diamond cross necklace...and oh boy!&amp;nbsp; Is it pretty!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe it when I opened my eyes and saw the bag sitting there on my lap.&amp;nbsp; He is truly amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...that's my story of my birthday weekend.&amp;nbsp; I hope everyone else had a good one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3605969711759951582?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3605969711759951582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3605969711759951582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3605969711759951582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3605969711759951582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='(gasp!) Look! What&apos;s up there?!  Is it?  I think it is!  Yup, God&apos;s smiling down at the baby!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lbP2YgjUEQ/TlBKJGUrnUI/AAAAAAAABrY/ecfm_pSim00/s72-c/IMG_7407-708431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1937765765529422652</id><published>2011-08-14T00:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:32:20.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When your drug dealer gets sassy with you...</title><content type='html'> &lt;p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'&gt;...you might need to reorganize the priorities. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life has been full of ups and downs this year with the "ups" of course outweighing the "downs". I cant help but feel that something is trying to get the best of me though lately. I have been on my guard and ready to shoot this passing week.  Ready to take down whatever or whoever's throwing punches.  This is resulting in a very unneeded hostile Chellie!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhoots...one of the "ups" of last week was a text from my phone carrier saying that I was eligible for an early upgrade. The original timeframe for the upgrade was not suppose to come till March of next year.  (I got this text on Friday while I was working my morning shift at the bee's).  Since I was working and then rushing off to my sister's house after for my niece's birthday party (she's one!!! :) I didn't pay attention to the text till the next morning. I fixed up a cup of coffee and then made my phone call.  It turned out that I could get the new iPhone for a steal of a deal. Whoa! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, I barely finish the cup of Joe and run off to the nearest Verizon store. I was not yet set in purchasing it quite yet...but what the heck...I could at least check it out. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I walked into their location...barely in the door for five minutes...he rings me up and asks how I would like to make the purchase, cash or credit. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Pull in the reigns hun, I've only had one cup of coffee this morning!  I have a few questions still...thanks." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His arms went down to his sides and he looked at me in dismay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I hear you guys are doing away with your unlimited data plan next year...why would i continue to stay with you guys if that is the case?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He tells me that for the next two years, with the resigning of a contract, I'm grandfathered in and that I wasn't coming close to using half of what they will be capping it to in the future anyways. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I had a blackberry...I will be using your services whole heck of a lot more if I get the iPhone."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He tells me I should be just fine still.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;K.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I get a few other minor details squared away and I am ready to make the purchase.  He looked a little aggravated like "OMG...that's all she was unsure about?!?!". He still smiled though and told me that at 8am on Wednesday's they hold a class for new iPhone users.  Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, I have some advice for you wonderful folks...DO NOT GET A NEW PHONE RIGHT BEFORE YOU HAVE TO WORK. Oh my Lord...was it a tease while it sat in my office during my shift!!!  That and I didn't know my around the darn thing to even text my mom...lol! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yeah...I fricken love the thing...very excited I chose to not wait till March!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So...one lil update from my week...lots more in store for you peeps...just need to get the time to get in front of the computer!  Take care!  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1937765765529422652?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1937765765529422652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1937765765529422652&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1937765765529422652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1937765765529422652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-your-drug-dealer-gets-sassy-with.html' title='When your drug dealer gets sassy with you...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1966031524152738148</id><published>2011-08-05T06:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T06:36:43.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So...let me tell you about my day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KawCGA_CSn8/TjvHvOE6JqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/n3vVyT2X1D8/s1600/munch_2011_08_04_232819-703528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KawCGA_CSn8/TjvHvOE6JqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/n3vVyT2X1D8/s320/munch_2011_08_04_232819-703528.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637318972630771362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today I ran circles around town...I got paid...got a lil bonus...took care of a thing or two...picked up another 6 month supply of contacts...did a itty bitty bit of shopping...(caught what was on sale and COULD NOT pass up)...got out to my sister&amp;#39;s to help prep for my niece&amp;#39;s first birthday party tomorrow...baked lemon bars for the first time...picked up and then delivered my little sister&amp;#39;s Jazz dance group pictures (which turned out beautifully) to my mom...helped with dinner...waited for the boyfriend to meet me at my parents house...played a few games of bags with the boyfriend and two brothers...got our butts whipped by said brothers...sat down in the living room with my mother while she was on the phone with her sister...caught up on the abouts concerning my cousin...he will be coming back to the states and is doing alright...mom, little sis, and I went shopping for niece&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt; birthday gifts...got back home to leave again with the boyfriend to go to his hockey game...and that is where I currently am. &lt;p&gt;(This post was started at midnight last night...wasn&amp;#39;t able to finish it till this morning)&lt;p&gt;Busy? Yup. Vacation again please!&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;p&gt;There will be more updates from my cousin soon so I will let you know as soon as we do...things are coming together to get him home...oh my...he can come home!!!&lt;p&gt;Thanks for all the thoughts and prayers and I hope ya&amp;#39;ll have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1966031524152738148?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1966031524152738148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1966031524152738148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1966031524152738148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1966031524152738148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/solet-me-tell-you-about-my-day.html' title='So...let me tell you about my day...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KawCGA_CSn8/TjvHvOE6JqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/n3vVyT2X1D8/s72-c/munch_2011_08_04_232819-703528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6320386463863637259</id><published>2011-08-03T11:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:01:49.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Gov Signs Historic Pro-Life Bills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.charismamag.com/index.php/news/31697-florida-gov-signs-historic-pro-life-bills#.TjlsV-wA8lw.blogger"&gt;Florida Gov Signs Historic Pro-Life Bills&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful read...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6320386463863637259?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6320386463863637259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6320386463863637259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6320386463863637259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6320386463863637259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/florida-gov-signs-historic-pro-life.html' title='Florida Gov Signs Historic Pro-Life Bills'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1117659786191003294</id><published>2011-08-02T13:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T11:06:53.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When in need of the guiding light...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBkkW3-gP2k/Tjdygfu5N0I/AAAAAAAABrE/XCWDkMtIKhU/s1600/100_4230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBkkW3-gP2k/Tjdygfu5N0I/AAAAAAAABrE/XCWDkMtIKhU/s400/100_4230.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Lake Charlevoix, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...it is a must at times that the hour be it's darkest to see it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was standing on my front porch last Thursday, with the hour close the striking midnight, when I noticed what looked to be a star twinkling it's brightest in the sky.&amp;nbsp; I looked longer when I saw the flashes of red and I stared at length to decipher whether it was an actual star or a possible plane far off.&amp;nbsp; No, not a plane...there was no movement...but it sparkled like crazy amongst the black sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I finally gave up after 20 minutes of my mind wondering off to no man's land...figuring it could have been anything from a planet to a UFO.&amp;nbsp; I headed off to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today I worked my first shift back at the bee's and let me tell you I did it very unwillingly.&amp;nbsp; After a few hours of prepping through the shift for an associate baby shower, the expectant mother showed up and had a blast of a time with the staff while she unwrapped gift after gift.&amp;nbsp; Smiles all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At this time I figured I could step away from shower and from work and give myself a few minutes out by the back door.&amp;nbsp; I had my phone on me and saw that my mom had called.&amp;nbsp; I texted her back and said "hey, at work...whats up?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Her response was simple.&amp;nbsp; "Call"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And so I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The minutes afterward were crushing to say the least.&amp;nbsp; My cousin, the one I've mentioned several times in the blog of mine, was found non responsive in his room last Friday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is with tears that I covey to the reader that his attempt at suicide was fortunately unsuccessful.&amp;nbsp; Our soldier is being monitored at a hospital overseas and with every prayer my lips can speak I yearn for his arrival back to the states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was while I was going through the pictures I have saved on my computer of the two of us that I remembered the "star" I saw on Thursday night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I added it all up real quick and realized I was standing on the front porch the same time he had no desire left to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I ask of you to please keep him in your prayers while he recovers.&amp;nbsp; To please pray that he is able to come back home.&amp;nbsp; To please pray that he catches that glimmer of light in the distance while the struggles of current happenings engulf him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know what else to do other then just that.&amp;nbsp; I can't call him, I can't visit him, I can't hug him and hold his hand while he lays there in the room alone.&amp;nbsp; I am so nauseous at the thought of this turning out differently then it did...and I lose myself in anguish.&amp;nbsp; This can't be the case but, to put it simply, I am so freaked out at the thought of this turning out differently then it did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His strength in character, his determination to overcome any...and I mean ANY...obstacle that came his way, the love and honor he carried in his heart at all times for his brothers...mother, father, cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents.&amp;nbsp; The talks he had with my own brother when the interest in the service came about.&amp;nbsp; The times he let his little brothers knock him down like the cub to the lion and the way he smiled at them as they jumped around victorious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All I want is for him to be able to overcome this and find some peace to conquer again.&amp;nbsp; All I want is for him to find his peace with God.&amp;nbsp; Please keep him and his family in your prayers.&amp;nbsp; It is very much appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Take care and God bless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOCGbg7CBrE/Tjgv4vkbl5I/AAAAAAAABrI/S24yZqXzJNg/s1600/tripleofmeandbrian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOCGbg7CBrE/Tjgv4vkbl5I/AAAAAAAABrI/S24yZqXzJNg/s320/tripleofmeandbrian.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1117659786191003294?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1117659786191003294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1117659786191003294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1117659786191003294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1117659786191003294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-in-need-of-guiding-light.html' title='When in need of the guiding light...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QBkkW3-gP2k/Tjdygfu5N0I/AAAAAAAABrE/XCWDkMtIKhU/s72-c/100_4230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2590088101994019617</id><published>2011-07-31T12:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:53:34.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some 'in the moment' volley ball action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXJTo0OkTIs/TjWIW8ZMUsI/AAAAAAAABrA/cFjuv80xeTg/s1600/munch_2011_07_31_123107-763058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635560436474335938" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXJTo0OkTIs/TjWIW8ZMUsI/AAAAAAAABrA/cFjuv80xeTg/s320/munch_2011_07_31_123107-763058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...my little brother on the left with my guy on the right. They both missed the ball...obviously. They almost collided and hit the sand with a great big thud. Volley ball quickly became the evening sport...to help work off dinner :) during our week on the campgrounds. Conveniently the sun sets after a game or two so we would run halfway down the beach, all kids lined up, and watch the sun set in all its glory! What made the trip even more amazing was that our expecting sister was able to join us with her husband and two little ones! Oh much fun for a two year old and 11 month old! Always something to discover! I am blogging from my phone at the moment so it will be a lil bit before I can share all awesome pictures I was able to take...&lt;br /&gt;See ya all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2590088101994019617?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2590088101994019617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2590088101994019617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2590088101994019617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2590088101994019617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-in-moment-volley-ball-action.html' title='Some &apos;in the moment&apos; volley ball action'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXJTo0OkTIs/TjWIW8ZMUsI/AAAAAAAABrA/cFjuv80xeTg/s72-c/munch_2011_07_31_123107-763058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5428544147195572230</id><published>2011-07-29T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T15:36:34.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who got to spend the week with her aunt Chellie??? Guess!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdzy14h4Q2M/TjMLS-GRj_I/AAAAAAAABq4/O_LhtVnk9ps/s1600/100_4215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdzy14h4Q2M/TjMLS-GRj_I/AAAAAAAABq4/O_LhtVnk9ps/s320/100_4215.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup!&amp;nbsp; That's right! Her most adorable little niece EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, the camping trip is over, but vacation's not over till Monday.&amp;nbsp; Still trying to unpack from my return into town last night...see ya all soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5428544147195572230?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5428544147195572230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5428544147195572230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5428544147195572230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5428544147195572230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/07/guess-who-got-to-spend-week-with-her.html' title='Guess who got to spend the week with her aunt Chellie??? Guess!!!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdzy14h4Q2M/TjMLS-GRj_I/AAAAAAAABq4/O_LhtVnk9ps/s72-c/100_4215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-623904130692624198</id><published>2011-07-20T12:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T12:51:20.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it get any warmer outside???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjnnrt8DbmM/TicCoRfi6hI/AAAAAAAABq0/prkhrtP3gTg/s1600/img_0613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjnnrt8DbmM/TicCoRfi6hI/AAAAAAAABq0/prkhrtP3gTg/s320/img_0613.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Oldie, but goodie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!&amp;nbsp; You can cut the humidity outside.&amp;nbsp; And the best part?&amp;nbsp; The little Focus has NO air.&amp;nbsp; Yup.&amp;nbsp; I'm a sweaty mess by the time I make it into work.&amp;nbsp; Gggggrrrrrrrr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now enough complaining!&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen all of you bloggers in forever!&amp;nbsp; Been busy, busy, busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally settled in the new home and things are going great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9th of July my brother, my little Joe-Joe, made it to fourth place in the Yo-yo competition for the mid east regionals.&amp;nbsp; He was representing Michigan and now he is eligible to compete in the finals in California set for October!&amp;nbsp; This was his second competition.&amp;nbsp; Last year he landed in 9th out of 23.&amp;nbsp; This year he gloriously schooled the contestants and made it 4th out of 26!&amp;nbsp; I'm super proud ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, trying to convince him to actually let me take him to Cali is a task.&amp;nbsp; Almost have him convinced :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend the boyfriend's sister was married.&amp;nbsp; The ceremony took place at St. Mary's in Royal Oak.&amp;nbsp; It was full of smiles and tears.&amp;nbsp; After wards a trolley was the ride for the wedding party and since I was the bride's brother's date...I was able to join.&amp;nbsp; What fun!&amp;nbsp; The reception was held at the &lt;span class="tl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;a class="l noline" href="http://www.gpyc.org/" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','','1','','0CB0QFjAA')"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grosse Pointe Yacht Club&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="l noline" href="http://www.gpyc.org/" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','','1','','0CB0QFjAA')"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;It was one of the most beautiful receptions I have ever attended.&amp;nbsp; Again...lots of tears, smiles, and a very happy newly wed couple.&amp;nbsp; Prayers and well wishes for a lifetime of happiness to those two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, plans for the 3rd consecutive weekend this month?&amp;nbsp; A trip to up north Michigan!&amp;nbsp; The boyfriend and I will be leaving late Saturday evening...for reasons being...A. he has to work that day and won't be done till the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; B. we would rather do the driving that night so we can spend the whole day Sunday on the BEACH!!!&amp;nbsp; Woo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday marks the first day of the last vacation I can take this year...yeah, bummer...but that week is going to be amazing in every way it can be!&amp;nbsp; Just 3 more shifts at the bee's and then no more for a whole, entire week!&amp;nbsp; Ah!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to the washer and dryer now to wrap up my packing. Always last minute over here!&amp;nbsp; lol...take care!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-623904130692624198?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/623904130692624198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=623904130692624198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/623904130692624198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/623904130692624198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/07/could-it-get-any-warmer-outside.html' title='Could it get any warmer outside???'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjnnrt8DbmM/TicCoRfi6hI/AAAAAAAABq0/prkhrtP3gTg/s72-c/img_0613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8898942949947599173</id><published>2011-07-11T23:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:32:44.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's like 'He's silly!'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rj39P8PZ2xU/ThvAXTHXSoI/AAAAAAAABqw/NwNsa-oKnnU/s1600/munch_2011_07_11_000241-764318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rj39P8PZ2xU/ThvAXTHXSoI/AAAAAAAABqw/NwNsa-oKnnU/s320/munch_2011_07_11_000241-764318.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628303665830251138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...and oh boy! Yes he is :) Gabe was trying to play hide n seek...Rosie found him! :)&lt;p&gt;Life of course has been busy, busy, busy. The boyfriend&amp;#39;s sister&amp;#39;s wedding is this weekend. My sister, mommy of the niece and nephew, her birthday is this weekend. My all time favorite band is playing this Wednesday...and guess who has tickets!?!? This girl! Then the following week I am prepping for the family vacation. Camping! Oh...to be on that beach right now!&lt;p&gt;Well, I need to hit the hay!&lt;br&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8898942949947599173?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8898942949947599173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8898942949947599173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8898942949947599173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8898942949947599173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-like-hes-silly.html' title='She&apos;s like &apos;He&apos;s silly!&apos;...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rj39P8PZ2xU/ThvAXTHXSoI/AAAAAAAABqw/NwNsa-oKnnU/s72-c/munch_2011_07_11_000241-764318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5869264703726353901</id><published>2011-06-30T19:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T19:59:18.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you wanna play with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYLDGDU2zpE/Tg0N2OLogBI/AAAAAAAABqo/9EAAjgIHFbw/s1600/IMG00150-20110630-1404-758336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYLDGDU2zpE/Tg0N2OLogBI/AAAAAAAABqo/9EAAjgIHFbw/s320/IMG00150-20110630-1404-758336.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624166734826602514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So, even though I am suppose to be at my wits end with the whole packing and moving deal today, I made time for a few hours to play with my two favorite lil kiddies ever. It has been quite stressful for me these last few weeks and the niece and nephew definitely know how to put that smile back on my face!&lt;p&gt;I love you Gabe and Rose! Till the end of time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5869264703726353901?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5869264703726353901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5869264703726353901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5869264703726353901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5869264703726353901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-you-wanna-play-with-me.html' title='Do you wanna play with me?'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYLDGDU2zpE/Tg0N2OLogBI/AAAAAAAABqo/9EAAjgIHFbw/s72-c/IMG00150-20110630-1404-758336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8429314182373401486</id><published>2011-06-30T00:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T00:44:13.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon...soon enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51vBDteLJkw/Tgv_HhkxwSI/AAAAAAAABqg/PnKXcdhTwDQ/s1600/f044cbeafb06e0ab8cc9bf46e7477d57-753778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51vBDteLJkw/Tgv_HhkxwSI/AAAAAAAABqg/PnKXcdhTwDQ/s320/f044cbeafb06e0ab8cc9bf46e7477d57-753778.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623869064438989090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...that the day will be here for me to actually stop this spinning as fast as it possibly can world of mine...&lt;p&gt;And maybe, just maybe...I can sit in front of my computer and BLOG!  Oh my goodness...to blog again...oh how wonderful that will be!!!&lt;p&gt;Until then...have a safe and happy 4th of July my peeps!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8429314182373401486?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8429314182373401486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8429314182373401486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8429314182373401486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8429314182373401486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/soonsoon-enough.html' title='Soon...soon enough...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51vBDteLJkw/Tgv_HhkxwSI/AAAAAAAABqg/PnKXcdhTwDQ/s72-c/f044cbeafb06e0ab8cc9bf46e7477d57-753778.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7735027739879078416</id><published>2011-06-23T10:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:18:46.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping these hands of mine busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSX6vfYV9ks/TgNLR2dSKMI/AAAAAAAABqY/BrBqqTR3IwY/s1600/IMG00135-20110622-2303-726078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSX6vfYV9ks/TgNLR2dSKMI/AAAAAAAABqY/BrBqqTR3IwY/s320/IMG00135-20110622-2303-726078.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621419529936709826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I took my brother and booked it out to a cider mill yesterday to try and beat all the rain in our forecast. Result? Crying children and sassy parents with clothes soaked from the rain, a dent on the hood of my car from hail, stained finger tips from the rushed strawberry picking, 3 trips to the store for more sugar and jars...a very pleasant smelling kitchen once it all hit the stove.&lt;p&gt;After the late laboring hours over the stove I am now the proud owner of 33 jars of strawberry jam!&lt;p&gt;And I would totally do it all over again!&lt;p&gt;God bless! &lt;p&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7735027739879078416?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7735027739879078416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7735027739879078416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7735027739879078416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7735027739879078416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/keeping-these-hands-of-mine-busy.html' title='Keeping these hands of mine busy!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSX6vfYV9ks/TgNLR2dSKMI/AAAAAAAABqY/BrBqqTR3IwY/s72-c/IMG00135-20110622-2303-726078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2266706536041051281</id><published>2011-06-21T13:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:25:06.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a pretty little place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80-RlzcnM3I/TgDT8-L_5MI/AAAAAAAABqQ/4URF5CjpSbE/s1600/IMG00127-20110619-1026-706261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80-RlzcnM3I/TgDT8-L_5MI/AAAAAAAABqQ/4URF5CjpSbE/s320/IMG00127-20110619-1026-706261.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620725379397313730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...and I like it very, very much!&lt;p&gt;The boyfriend, his friend, and myself made way to the early mass last Sunday. The theme for the wonderful sermon given: stop wasting your time on this earth in search for happiness and satisfaction. Life of eternity is after this life on earth and all efforts should be made to secure your happiness in Heaven.&lt;p&gt;The sermon reminded me of the chapters I read in my early years in catechism. It was a nice refresher and a great start to my week.  Really tugged at my heart strings and helped me focus slash prioritize the important things going on in my life.&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#39;t you just love it when that happens? &lt;p&gt;Absolutely.&lt;p&gt;Sorry for my absence around these parts...I&amp;#39;m in the process of moving and with that...the roomie cut out the cable and internet way early so I&amp;#39;m not able to float around in the blog world like usual. Everything should be back in order by the end of July.  I know! Such a long ways away!  Let&amp;#39;s see if I can hang on till then... :)&lt;p&gt;Good day to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2266706536041051281?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2266706536041051281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2266706536041051281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2266706536041051281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2266706536041051281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-pretty-little-place.html' title='It&apos;s a pretty little place...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80-RlzcnM3I/TgDT8-L_5MI/AAAAAAAABqQ/4URF5CjpSbE/s72-c/IMG00127-20110619-1026-706261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3710207560262721568</id><published>2011-06-10T11:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:14:49.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I sssseeeeeee yoooooooooouu!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipQKcEeV3u0/TfI8V5JaKjI/AAAAAAAABqI/0elvuJAUxBQ/s1600/IMG00040-20110606-1110-791145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616618032099633714" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipQKcEeV3u0/TfI8V5JaKjI/AAAAAAAABqI/0elvuJAUxBQ/s400/IMG00040-20110606-1110-791145.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, before I was hit with the plague hitting all of us peeps at my restaurant...I had to make a trip out to my sister's to deliver a tractor fuel pump.&amp;nbsp; How awesome of a mission does that sound?&amp;nbsp; hahah...&lt;i&gt;I'm not from the country side AT ALL&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and her hubby were having problems with their mowing device and after a quick call between her man and my man...I was to bring my sis and bro in law the solution to their problem.&amp;nbsp; I could not have been more pleased with my duty...as I was able to spend some of the morning with the nephew and niece!!!&amp;nbsp; Of course I loved life for that hour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...after Monday...while I work my 60 hour week...run errands beyond errands...catch up and conversate with family members so I don't fall to far out of the loop...I get smacked in the face with a flu bug that should have stricken me to my bed for the week. &amp;nbsp; And of course...I was unable to be rested up in my room...life must ensue it's requests and I must abide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line...point...what it is...I am sicker beyond capabilities and my littlest sister's Jazz dance recital is tomorrow!&amp;nbsp; I have invested 500 plus dollars into this event over the last 10 months and I think I just might jump off the face of the earth if I'm not better by tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so geeked about things right now and I will be the rain to the fireworks if I am boarded up to a bedroom...quarantined from life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say a little prayer that her recital goes beautifully and that I am capable of shedding a tear while I watch her smile on stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care you wonderful folks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3710207560262721568?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3710207560262721568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3710207560262721568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3710207560262721568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3710207560262721568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/img00040-20110606-1110jpg.html' title='&quot;I sssseeeeeee yoooooooooouu!&quot;'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipQKcEeV3u0/TfI8V5JaKjI/AAAAAAAABqI/0elvuJAUxBQ/s72-c/IMG00040-20110606-1110-791145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2291146202837553672</id><published>2011-06-07T10:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:53:39.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well I'll be!".....</title><content type='html'>...as I walking out the door on Friday to be on my way to work my roomie stopped me and shared some news with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The just of it was, "Chellie, I was about to screw you over, but then I got some things worked out a month and a half ago, but, and even though there are only weeks left in the month, those plans fell through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though you just re landscaped the entire property and have enough veggies growing to can a 100 jars of salsa this summer...I'm gonna let you know, even though you have to be to work in 10 minutes... I got word that these plans fell through a couple days ago, and yup...I'm gonna let you know about it now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so yeah...you have to find some place to live before the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where my title shouts in anguish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was exasperated through the first half of my shift on Friday.&amp;nbsp; I do have options...well, just one...and that would put me back home with the parents and kiddos...back to that hour one way drive...and I would be terribly far from the boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, through help from some great friends, a room was offered to me if I chose to stay out this way.&amp;nbsp; What luck!&amp;nbsp; (And the best part?&amp;nbsp; I'll have my rent cut in half.&amp;nbsp; Un-freaking believable!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friend has a nice size house and their room mate is leaving this summer.&amp;nbsp; Things could not have worked out better.&amp;nbsp; And the fact that I will have to leave behind all the wonderful gardening I did in the past month and a half is totally ok with the fact that I will be saving so much more $$$.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after I went through a torrent of emotions for the hours after I was told that I was not in the best situation to be in...after God granted me peace of mind with the news from a friend who was willing to brightened this poor girl's day...after resentment came and passed at the current roomie who pretty much in the nicest way possible, to avoid disdain and confrontation, tells me just minutes before I walk out the door that she had everything situated with some one coming to take her place next month...but oh wait...never mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I get the fine print read with the new housing prospect over the weekend and then blown away again last night with the current roomie.&amp;nbsp; AGAIN.&amp;nbsp; I guess the person who was suppose to take her place...um...and then fell through...yup...well, they can all of a sudden move in next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you going to even make that ok with me?&amp;nbsp; I was told, hey, you got weeks left but sorry, you have to find some place to live.&amp;nbsp; Through God's graces I was given that place.&amp;nbsp; Now, you tell me that you would like me to stay at the house because that oh-so-reliable person taking your place before is going to take on one of the three dogs that you can't take with you to your new house and you want to be closer to the pup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it sound like I am being overly aggressive about this situation or am I getting pushed around at all?&amp;nbsp; No, it is very obvious that her first concern/priority is the pup and even if it's not to my benefit she will strive for it.&amp;nbsp; I hate to hurt her feelings...which will be done today...but I can't turn down the help from some one who I already settled and made plans with.&amp;nbsp; I can't turn down the adjustment to my bank account.&amp;nbsp; Sorry, but that dog would be taking hundreds away from me every month with how I have things set up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end...I will be hurting the feelings of two individuals today after my word gets to them.&amp;nbsp; It's funny how that worked itself out.&amp;nbsp; This is why you do not toy with the lively hood of other folks.&amp;nbsp; I was willing to stay at this house through the summer to help out her dog situation.&amp;nbsp; Then that opportunity was taken from me.&amp;nbsp; So, naturally, I'm going to look out for what is best for me.&amp;nbsp; The slap in the face was induced from your end...not mine...and I hope she realizes this today when I tell her I can not stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the ramble...but I feel absolutely better now that I got this out.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for taking the time to read...if you so chose.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully your day is better then mine!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2291146202837553672?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2291146202837553672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2291146202837553672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2291146202837553672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2291146202837553672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/well-ill-be.html' title='&quot;Well I&apos;ll be!&quot;.....'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8830429365790438557</id><published>2011-06-04T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T13:12:32.014-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass'/><title type='text'>A little something I found...</title><content type='html'>...and needs to be shared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_36389622"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A prayer before logging onto the internet:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wdtprs.com/blog/a-prayer-before-connecting-to-the-internet/"&gt; Almighty and eternal God,  who created us in Thy image  and bade us to seek after all that is good, true and beautiful,  especially in the divine person of Thy Only-begotten Son, our Lord Jesus Christ,  grant, we beseech Thee,  that, through the intercession of Saint Isidore, Bishop and Doctor,  during our journeys through the internet  we will direct our hands and eyes only to that which is pleasing to Thee  and treat with charity and patience all those souls whom we encounter.  Through Christ our Lord.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Amen.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8830429365790438557?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8830429365790438557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8830429365790438557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8830429365790438557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8830429365790438557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-something-i-found.html' title='A little something I found...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7910919180886223552</id><published>2011-06-04T12:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T13:06:48.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happiness, hit her like a train on a track~Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back..."</title><content type='html'>...I've probably listened to this song a million times...and it continues in its relentlessness to bring about goose bumps on these arms of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is at war with the harmony my life has created towards my job over the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I was stuck with the burden of being the provider in my last relationship.&amp;nbsp; I NEEDED the overtime every week so as to make ends meat.&amp;nbsp; I HAD to get that pay check that showed a hundred plus hours every two weeks.&amp;nbsp; It was a necessity and that being a fact...I had to make it OK in my head to continue to the next shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit with the doctor lead me to another fact.&amp;nbsp; I am quickly becoming an allergy victim.&amp;nbsp; It's silly, but I have been cooped up indoors for so long that my body is becoming less immune to the outdoors.&amp;nbsp; How much does that suck?&amp;nbsp; I haven't had contacts in several years and when I finally do just months ago...guess what Chell...none for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&amp;nbsp; Now that I am not required to support a household of myself plus 2....because even though we brought on another body to help pay the bills...those folks ALWAYS fell through and I was left with the load pretty much...I am just me, myself, and only I on the "total amount due" line...I find it funny that I finally get my long awaited promotion the summer I find myself solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a bit of a run on but here's my point.&amp;nbsp; I realized this morning when I woke that I can cut back. "Hey Chell!&amp;nbsp; You can take a break!"...hit me like a rolling luggage carrier filled with the mulch I laid out in the yards yesterday.&amp;nbsp; (First time using black mulch too and I freaking LOVE it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed and car is located in a pricey area but I am able to enjoy the fruits of household living...the 10 potted vegetables...flower beds...flower pots...and garden along side the fence in the back yard yells that loud and clear every time I pull out the hose to water them. The 50 plus sunflowers needing to be thinned out along side of the garage sing their good mornings to me as I stand there every break of morning with my coffee.&amp;nbsp; I love living in a house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as my mind wanders to the plans that need to be made for this coming winter I am realizing that I will be moving, once again, and not needing to pay out nearly the amount I owe month to month now...which means...I can...possibly...revitalize myself in a much needed way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work way to much.&amp;nbsp; I need a break.&amp;nbsp; My quality of life sucks.&amp;nbsp; It made sense before because our lively hood depended on it.&amp;nbsp; But, then again, that was one of the reasons for the divorce.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what though.&amp;nbsp; It's not the case this year and when I finish stabilizing certain financial aspects of my day to days...I can calm things down and possibly do things a little differently job wise.&amp;nbsp; How exciting is that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a lot to read to basically get that all I am trying to say is: I can quit the 50 plus hours every week and actually have a life."&amp;nbsp; I can get another job and be OK with 30 to 40 hours a week.&amp;nbsp; I can work the 9 to 5's and maybe have more then just one weekend day off a month.&amp;nbsp; I can go to bed when most of the city is hitting the sheets.&amp;nbsp; I can be stuck in morning rush hour traffic and listen to the talk shows on the radio.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working a job and on the payroll of folks who support a family.&amp;nbsp; Of course my benefits in my position filter on down through my family in as many ways as it can...but I have let to much time slip by me and I just don't want to do it anymore.&amp;nbsp; So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="172" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/iWOyfLBYtuU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/iWOyfLBYtuU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="172" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7910919180886223552?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7910919180886223552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7910919180886223552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7910919180886223552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7910919180886223552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/06/happiness-hit-her-like-train-on.html' title='&quot;Happiness, hit her like a train on a track~Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back...&quot;'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1894076145132700884</id><published>2011-05-25T12:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T12:28:39.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone grab a pen...</title><content type='html'>...I need some help with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I woke up with going on in this head of mine...this morning...this morning alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rollerblading these past few days with the boyfriend makes me wish for my ice skates and a rink like incessantly.&amp;nbsp; Apparently I have some courage to build on the asphalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to combat the little demons when my sunflowers sprout?&amp;nbsp; I would actually like to have some this year but the rodents and bugs have always NOT been to my favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not find the registration to my car...oh where oh where could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I overestimate my abilities and take on to much?&amp;nbsp; I have 3 baby blankets to crochet in the next 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will all the flower seed packets and herb packets I planted 2 weeks ago EVER SPROUT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to lay out my new bar at the bee's?&amp;nbsp; My location is undergoing a front of the house remodel since Sunday and we are scheduled to reopen tomorrow at 4pm.&amp;nbsp; I lost half the shelving space I had before.&amp;nbsp; What oh what will I choose to display and what will be kept in the closet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last vacation of the year is approaching in July and let me tell you...I am so flustered at it's planning...to the point that I'm about to throw in the towel and skip it till next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be able to get my hands atop the piano keys to write up the notes I have been carrying around in the back of my mind...spinning it's incessant floundering amongst the important things in this life of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am approaching the six month mark in the relationship with my boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; I have kept a lot of it under wraps here just because I am trying to keep myself grounded.&amp;nbsp; I can not explain how wonderful things have been as of late.&amp;nbsp; I am to the point though that I am looking for whatever could be bad, out of place, imperfect...I'm defaulting to pessimism.&amp;nbsp; Like, trying to convince myself that things are not really as good as they are...like trying to wake myself up from a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is...I'm scared.&amp;nbsp; This is what I have been looking for, for so long.&amp;nbsp; I don't have to fight to win my point or reason...he's already right there with me.&amp;nbsp; He sees things the way I do.&amp;nbsp; Big political issues?&amp;nbsp; He's already saying what I have learned to keep to myself just because I am annoyed with rebuttal.&amp;nbsp; Him, he could care less and lets his words flow and supports them so, so well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mind works so beautifully.&amp;nbsp; If there is a disagreement he is willing to break it down in his head so he can see where I am coming from.&amp;nbsp; Like, he'll be one up'd if he lets something slip by him.&amp;nbsp; He wants to know what is right, live what is right, not necessarily be right all the time..but strive for it.&amp;nbsp; This guy's common sense is inspiring.&amp;nbsp; Yup.&amp;nbsp; It sure is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflect on all of this and it makes me nervous.&amp;nbsp; I got a keeper.&amp;nbsp; It took me hell and back to reach him...but I did.&amp;nbsp; How now, am I so lucky to have such a match found for me?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...yes...I am frustrated that it took this long.&amp;nbsp; Definitely worth the wait...but seriously. I am going to be 28 this August and am technically single.&amp;nbsp; God had other plans for me and I subdued myself to them last year when I left my ex husband.&amp;nbsp; I have always been the type of person who has to conquer the tasks at hand and last year I gave up and dropped my life into God's hands.&amp;nbsp; What's left of the fight I forfeited to last year is creeping into my thoughts and I am finding myself frustrated, here and there, with where I am at so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can remind me of what I have going for me now...of course I remind myself whenever I am getting down and out...It's just that, I held onto a dream for so, so long and it feels like it's never going to happen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&amp;nbsp; How has your day been so far?&amp;nbsp; I think I need to be locked up in my house for a day, with out the keys to my car...all the blinds shut...and a rosary in hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1894076145132700884?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1894076145132700884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1894076145132700884&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1894076145132700884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1894076145132700884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-one-grab-pen.html' title='Someone grab a pen...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4922296429734315679</id><published>2011-05-21T13:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T13:15:55.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I wanna do is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qg3bMmAk9HA/TdfzTJhrJdI/AAAAAAAABp8/aM1wybZ7iSM/s1600/IMG00484-20110516-1510-755592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qg3bMmAk9HA/TdfzTJhrJdI/AAAAAAAABp8/aM1wybZ7iSM/s320/IMG00484-20110516-1510-755592.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609219371213465042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...play outside and I am stuck inside getting ready for work. Boo!&lt;p&gt;At least I get to look out the windows at the bee&amp;#39;s and see sunshine. That&amp;#39;s a plus in ways...I guess. &lt;p&gt;Ya&amp;#39;all have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4922296429734315679?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4922296429734315679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4922296429734315679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4922296429734315679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4922296429734315679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-i-wanna-do-is.html' title='All I wanna do is...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qg3bMmAk9HA/TdfzTJhrJdI/AAAAAAAABp8/aM1wybZ7iSM/s72-c/IMG00484-20110516-1510-755592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-456626306885955639</id><published>2011-05-19T12:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:22:12.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When God says no...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4o5udkNQTvo/TdVDtYrP4qI/AAAAAAAABp0/BrLF6rCJ7C8/s1600/IMG00502-20110518-1139-732392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4o5udkNQTvo/TdVDtYrP4qI/AAAAAAAABp0/BrLF6rCJ7C8/s320/IMG00502-20110518-1139-732392.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608463357956842146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...the Devil&amp;#39;s always around that next corner saying &amp;quot;don&amp;#39;t worry, I got you...&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;How does that make you feel when you think about that?&lt;p&gt;I wonder how many of us put ourselves up on that pedestal and like to think that we ourselves are the only direct influence in our day to day routines.&lt;p&gt;We, ourselves, are the only one&amp;#39;s responsible for our actions, of course. But how many times, when you get told no, do you throw up your arms and do a happy dance?&lt;p&gt;Temptation&amp;#39;s a funny thing and it involves a lot more then that slice of cake you &amp;quot;know you shouldn&amp;#39;t have&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;Retaliation and submission go to war immediately after the two letter word is given. Just how many times have you taken the no and in turn thought, said, prayed: I will offer this up to God, our Lord, the virgin Mary and all the other saints who have suffered and died for my sins. I will offer this up for the sins and wrong doings I have committed in the past. I will offer this up for the souls in Purgatory. &lt;p&gt;Just some food for thought as I get around and about with this new day of mine. &lt;p&gt;Have a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-456626306885955639?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/456626306885955639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=456626306885955639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/456626306885955639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/456626306885955639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-god-says-no.html' title='When God says no...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4o5udkNQTvo/TdVDtYrP4qI/AAAAAAAABp0/BrLF6rCJ7C8/s72-c/IMG00502-20110518-1139-732392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1818971347044492918</id><published>2011-05-18T11:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:47:58.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes  yes  yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPXY4ZeXvDE/TdPn1Fck-jI/AAAAAAAABps/V6bE3jC8yKw/s1600/IMG00497-20110517-1947-775586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608080860187523634" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPXY4ZeXvDE/TdPn1Fck-jI/AAAAAAAABps/V6bE3jC8yKw/s320/IMG00497-20110517-1947-775586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Lilacs are in bloom! I was over at my mom's house yesterday and raided 5 of her 12 bushes for a bouquet to put on my dining room table. They are so fragrant...my house smells amazing! &lt;br /&gt;While I was over there she convinced me to go to the near by green house with her. I was extremely disappointed with their super high prices for the first 20 minutes I looked. That was until I walked down a path way, made a right, and found all the cheap annuals. Hahah :) &lt;br /&gt;My prize buy? Dahlia's 2 for $1.50. Yup! With the prettiest blooms ever.&lt;br /&gt;Off to the beds for me now. I have 2 more up front in the yard that need some lovin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1818971347044492918?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1818971347044492918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1818971347044492918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1818971347044492918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1818971347044492918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-yes-yes-yes.html' title='Oh yes  yes  yes!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPXY4ZeXvDE/TdPn1Fck-jI/AAAAAAAABps/V6bE3jC8yKw/s72-c/IMG00497-20110517-1947-775586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-357763094776997388</id><published>2011-05-17T13:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T13:57:49.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my 'gansta' face...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vD__pS0O6yU/TdK3HlfyOCI/AAAAAAAABpk/Qr7rQqZOeKk/s1600/IMG00483-20110516-1312-769714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vD__pS0O6yU/TdK3HlfyOCI/AAAAAAAABpk/Qr7rQqZOeKk/s320/IMG00483-20110516-1312-769714.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607745826982082594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...And its cute, right?&lt;p&gt;And guess what, guess what, guess what???&lt;p&gt;......&lt;p&gt;......&lt;p&gt;......&lt;p&gt;I have a little sister or brother on the way!!!&lt;p&gt;(Estimated time till number three...mid January :)&lt;p&gt;Please say a prayer or two for my sister and the lil one! The family could not be more excited then they all are now!&lt;p&gt;Good day to you!&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-357763094776997388?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/357763094776997388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=357763094776997388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/357763094776997388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/357763094776997388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-my-gansta-face.html' title='This is my &apos;gansta&apos; face...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vD__pS0O6yU/TdK3HlfyOCI/AAAAAAAABpk/Qr7rQqZOeKk/s72-c/IMG00483-20110516-1312-769714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-297700018359816575</id><published>2011-05-17T13:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:47:03.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty sort of Daisy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VcLVCD1qUM0/TdK18cHPZbI/AAAAAAAABpc/b94g8qqlZvM/s1600/IMG00490-20110517-1342-768392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607744535973029298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VcLVCD1qUM0/TdK18cHPZbI/AAAAAAAABpc/b94g8qqlZvM/s320/IMG00490-20110517-1342-768392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yup yup! Its that time of year again! Not doing quite as much planting as the summers before, but just enough to make you smile when you walk up the steps to the house. I am featuring a pink look this year and am way to excited to see how the beds look mid summer. Woo hoo!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-297700018359816575?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/297700018359816575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=297700018359816575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/297700018359816575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/297700018359816575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/pretty-sort-of-daisy.html' title='Pretty sort of Daisy...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VcLVCD1qUM0/TdK18cHPZbI/AAAAAAAABpc/b94g8qqlZvM/s72-c/IMG00490-20110517-1342-768392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8827270224902819562</id><published>2011-05-12T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:56:54.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a lil teary eyed over here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.godvine.com/The-Hospital-Window-a-Truly-Inspirational-Short-Video-23.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Hospital Window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a few minutes, and I promise this link will NOT take you to somewhere untrusted...you should really watch this video.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't figure out how to post just the video on my blog so, go ahead, trust me, and prep for the tears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8827270224902819562?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8827270224902819562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8827270224902819562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8827270224902819562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8827270224902819562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-lil-teary-eyed-over-here.html' title='Just a lil teary eyed over here...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8128023140587567334</id><published>2011-05-11T13:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T13:40:35.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still busy, busy, busy...</title><content type='html'>...Monday marked the first day in a long...very long time...that I woke up and did not leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I did leave...but it was only to go up to the gas station a walk away to pick up a snack for the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I needed this so badly...the day of nothing to be exact.&amp;nbsp; Not the snack part.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been tumultuous to say in the least.&amp;nbsp; The dreadful Mother's Day snuck up on us in the bee's and kept us on our server running toes from sunrise to sundown.&amp;nbsp; It was a success by far though and we all ended the shift with smiles of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off on Monday to recoup from the craziness of last week and switched into an opening shift yesterday morning.&amp;nbsp; That was great for me because I was originally the closer and this meant that I got to watch the Wings tie up with San Jose...on the couch with the boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a kissing of his helmet from Bertuzzi and the sign of the cross done twice by Datsyuk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I didn't think the crowd could top Game 4, but last night, the building was unbelievable."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; - Justin Abdelkader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God has been very good to me this year and I thank him every passing day for where I am at in life.&amp;nbsp; Though the job has gotten me down, those kind of days come and go and will never just go away.&amp;nbsp; The way I see it...gotta put this time in now with the crazy hours and deal with the lack in the "quality of a social life" while I can.&amp;nbsp; Things will change.&amp;nbsp; I just know it.&amp;nbsp; I've worked to hard for anything less then what I strive and pray for.&amp;nbsp; I've had a rough couple years under my belt.&amp;nbsp; Where I am now makes me smile every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But, work mode is approaching quickly.&amp;nbsp; Onto the shower I go to prep for the long shift ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A good day wished to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8128023140587567334?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8128023140587567334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8128023140587567334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8128023140587567334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8128023140587567334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/still-busy-busy-busy.html' title='Still busy, busy, busy...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3919238370747455495</id><published>2011-05-11T13:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T13:06:34.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some blossoms to make you smile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CGLYPgBWj_s/TcrBDZm16QI/AAAAAAAABpU/G73ovyWUuHg/s1600/100_4040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CGLYPgBWj_s/TcrBDZm16QI/AAAAAAAABpU/G73ovyWUuHg/s400/100_4040.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...because they made me smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UrNN9lwkr_M/TcrBPBNJCyI/AAAAAAAABpY/1em7u6UeSZ4/s1600/chellchicago.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UrNN9lwkr_M/TcrBPBNJCyI/AAAAAAAABpY/1em7u6UeSZ4/s400/chellchicago.jpg" width="267px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...a lil like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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While dinner was being prepped, my boyfriend and his soon to be brother in law were talking about the stamps for wedding invitations.&amp;nbsp; My boyfriend's sister makes a comment about "those stamps you had to lick".&amp;nbsp; My boyfriend and his soon to be brother in law looked at each other lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point:&amp;nbsp; they've never used or even seen the stamps you had to lick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I got almost five years on my new man...(He is 22 and I am 27) and when the little things like this come up...I just have to laugh.&amp;nbsp; When we are out together, and I know to begin with-it is only 5 years, we are two of the same peeps enjoying each other's time.&amp;nbsp; It's when little things turn up and I look at him in wonder, like...how did you miss that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second...I could not have had more fun out in Chicago.&amp;nbsp; Pictures, lots of pictures, will be posted over the next few postings...here's your start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tvox6wLFs3M/TcLb1pN3QmI/AAAAAAAABo0/fFTPGvrJj94/s1600/100_3987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tvox6wLFs3M/TcLb1pN3QmI/AAAAAAAABo0/fFTPGvrJj94/s400/100_3987.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The monkey's view from the Hard Rock Hotel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5sXoUDgX50/TcLcJayo-5I/AAAAAAAABo4/OzLiqLeiW4g/s1600/100_3989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5sXoUDgX50/TcLcJayo-5I/AAAAAAAABo4/OzLiqLeiW4g/s320/100_3989.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Starting our walk out in Millennium Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0B1eBYMv8Lw/TcLcYXaqfnI/AAAAAAAABo8/bBiVAYbrTWs/s1600/100_3992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0B1eBYMv8Lw/TcLcYXaqfnI/AAAAAAAABo8/bBiVAYbrTWs/s320/100_3992.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAA9FGRerM/TcLcnd5rXjI/AAAAAAAABpA/GXNmAESoRIY/s1600/100_3993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbAA9FGRerM/TcLcnd5rXjI/AAAAAAAABpA/GXNmAESoRIY/s320/100_3993.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The bean!!! (plus my man to the right ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbtYwcNOFrM/TcLc2qV0rpI/AAAAAAAABpE/p1hhcyG2gHE/s1600/100_3996.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbtYwcNOFrM/TcLc2qV0rpI/AAAAAAAABpE/p1hhcyG2gHE/s320/100_3996.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHagdrKQB7g/TcLdFy8j49I/AAAAAAAABpI/KS2Bzf0k4Ow/s1600/100_3997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHagdrKQB7g/TcLdFy8j49I/AAAAAAAABpI/KS2Bzf0k4Ow/s320/100_3997.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pnY0VJz139M/TcLdUhTUEVI/AAAAAAAABpM/0WiUhrsHk9U/s1600/100_4004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pnY0VJz139M/TcLdUhTUEVI/AAAAAAAABpM/0WiUhrsHk9U/s320/100_4004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v6YOPDAyff0/TcLdj7XjJ-I/AAAAAAAABpQ/siuoASJUrpY/s1600/100_4028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v6YOPDAyff0/TcLdj7XjJ-I/AAAAAAAABpQ/siuoASJUrpY/s320/100_4028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and the night sky from the 20th floor in the Hard Rock Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way...I will so, so, so being staying there again...the next trip out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The experience was just absolutely amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5360996582200640547?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5360996582200640547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5360996582200640547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5360996582200640547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5360996582200640547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/05/there-is-some-kind-of-yumminess-in-this.html' title='There is some kind of yumminess in this posting...you just wait!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tvox6wLFs3M/TcLb1pN3QmI/AAAAAAAABo0/fFTPGvrJj94/s72-c/100_3987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4910202877448497260</id><published>2011-04-25T13:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T14:07:08.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A repost from my brother...check it out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2 class="uiHeaderTitle"&gt;Freedom vs Debt&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mbs uiHeaderSubTitle lfloat fsm fwn fcg"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000712645288"&gt;Matt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; on Monday, April 25, 2011 at 1:13am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, some day i will just wake up and this country i love so much, will suddenly be out of debt...maybe not in my lifetime...maybe not in our children's lifetime. But someday. Its going to take more than just hope though, its going to take action. From every one of us. From praying on the side of your bed every night to riding in a Humvee to the combat zone. 5,860. That is the number of my brothers and sisters that took action, they knew the costs, and they knew the risks. Now double that number, 11,720 is the number of moms and dads that have lost their children in the war on terror, and operation freedom. The ultimate sacrifice for one goal. Freedom. Lets begin the healing process in America. I'm not insisting everyone join the armed forces. I'm insisting all Americans step up to the plate. Educate yourselves. How many of you know about Watergate? Speaking of which i am absolutely shocked at the number of kids that do not even know who Osama Bin Laden is?! And please! Other countries see us as the obese country of idiots and shitbags that are forever in debt to the rest of the world. I love this country too much for that nasty reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get back in the game. No bench warmers here. Lets lead the world again, by coming together and representing to the world our true colors. Red White and Blue, is seen as a joke. To go in another part of the world and be deemed a shitbag simply because I'm American is the real joke. These colors are most certainly not a joke, They are to motivate, they are to inspire, they are to intimidate our enemys, and they are to represent our Freedom! Lets get this great country out of debt by learning and working together. It seems as though all we care about is who is going to be the next American idol or that guy that ate the can of worms on that island in that dopey reality show, that asshole neighbor that keeps blowing leaves in my yard, what the cool kids think of me at school, or that boss that slept with the hooker Jessica, landing that perfect kick flip over the legendary steps at the library, or getting that top kill streak on COD, how much weed i can afford with this weeks paycheck, if Jeff is really gay, that Stephen Colbert is a member of the Illuminati, or that the government is planning to use marshal law to enslave America (really people??), but it seems nobody knows about the politics or even cares about the situation our country is in, they are just too busy with mindless worries and conspiracy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in trouble. I'm not a negative person but a optimist. I see the problem. The very problem our government is constantly just pushing to the side like a dish of leftovers on thanksgiving day to be taken care of later. Our country can work its way out of this problem, but it needs to be taken care of now. If every person in this country attempts to better themselves, like get an education maybe, if they took care of their body's, took care of each other, if they make the most out of a little, and if they strive to be all they can be, will greatly help this crumbling nation. It is very important to develop your own educated opinions in this country, and even more important to voice those opinions, whether your right or wrong, something somehow will be gained from your ideas. Either way it will show confidence and it will show the strength of character we need representing our colors. I wear this uniform proudly to show that i stand for my country, as a guard, to preserve freedom. What do you stand for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dkUL1_kZn8/TbWt5MfB9EI/AAAAAAAABow/ryAiD2u6_54/s1600/Matthouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dkUL1_kZn8/TbWt5MfB9EI/AAAAAAAABow/ryAiD2u6_54/s400/Matthouse.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Matt's quick stop on his way home, Christmas 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4910202877448497260?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4910202877448497260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4910202877448497260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4910202877448497260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4910202877448497260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/04/repost-from-my-brothercheck-it-out.html' title='A repost from my brother...check it out...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dkUL1_kZn8/TbWt5MfB9EI/AAAAAAAABow/ryAiD2u6_54/s72-c/Matthouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6559280156948535893</id><published>2011-04-24T07:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T07:04:32.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you all...</title><content type='html'>...a very happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am day three into my vacation this week and it has been absolutely amazing thus far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I haven't even gotten to the best part of it yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6559280156948535893?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6559280156948535893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6559280156948535893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6559280156948535893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6559280156948535893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wish-you-all.html' title='I wish you all...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4245181487629933048</id><published>2011-04-19T13:41:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T01:46:33.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My soon to be new roomie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUPgfqYeOqY/Ta3JSUpXG4I/AAAAAAAABoo/yO-gptmuM1o/s1600/munch_2011_04_19_133625-789212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597351228508412802" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUPgfqYeOqY/Ta3JSUpXG4I/AAAAAAAABoo/yO-gptmuM1o/s320/munch_2011_04_19_133625-789212.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;The path has furthered for my room mate.&amp;nbsp; She will be leaving the house hold in July and will be replaced with another friend of hers...a new friend of mine.&amp;nbsp; This friend owns the darling in the picture above.&amp;nbsp; This Aussie's name is "Bella".&amp;nbsp; She is such a sweetheart and I am very excited that I will get to stay at the house as well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room mate is moving in with her boyfriend...soon to be fiance...nothing is in stone in that title just yet...but I am betting he purposes soon!&amp;nbsp; She is tickled pink about this guy and I hope the best for the two of them!&amp;nbsp; I am very sad though.&amp;nbsp; We became good friends in such a short amount of time and I will miss the morning coffee/chat time with her the most :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;When this all first came about there was a second there that I thought I might have to start looking for other places to live.&amp;nbsp; The option of moving back with my parents came up for a bit but I just could not get myself to settle with it.&amp;nbsp; I loved being with my family last year but I am sure it would not be the best idea.&amp;nbsp; In the end though we were able to have someone fill her spot here at the house.&amp;nbsp; I plan on living the rest of the year out here...possibly...and then hopefully I will find myself in a place I can call my own into next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...my ramble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the divorce my ex and I have maintained a civil connection...basically for the sake of Jesse.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't willing to let the pup go just yet.&amp;nbsp; Not until a few weeks ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I stopped over at my old house to get with my ex on some paper work regarding the two of us.&amp;nbsp; Turned into a crying/tears/almost screaming match between the two of us.&amp;nbsp; It ended with me saying that I would not be picking up Jesse anymore.&amp;nbsp; He did not understand where I was coming from in making that decision.&amp;nbsp; I said basically this:&amp;nbsp; I was unable, since the separation, to be in a place where I could keep Jesse.&amp;nbsp; But, what if I was living somewhere where I could keep her?&amp;nbsp; I told him that then I would find myself sitting on my living room couch cuddled up with her and think "why should I have to give her back?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;See, I chose the breed.&amp;nbsp; I picked out the breeders and built a relationship with them.&amp;nbsp; I picked the pup out of the litter.&amp;nbsp; I took days off to help transition the pup into the house.&amp;nbsp; I cashed in a week of vacation time, with out taking the full time off, before she came home to pay for the pup.&amp;nbsp; Damn it...if anything...she was my birthday present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;He would not give her up...I did not want to legally fight for ownership...that would have caused more harm then good...and ultimately...I am sorry...but I am moving on with my life and I do not want to have a relationship with him anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;It was when that came out that he told me to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I nodded my head and walked out to my car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;He followed me outside and told me that no matter what, he would always love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I stared at him for a moment and then said: "do you feel better now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;He looked at me stunned and I got in my car and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;My mother confirmed it in my head days before this took place.&amp;nbsp; We were only going to keep hurting each other while we stayed in contact with each other.&amp;nbsp; I told him the divorce is a result of my heartbreak.&amp;nbsp; His is breaking because of the result.&amp;nbsp; I still have to much pent up against him and I have to cut all ties to get over it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&amp;nbsp; Now that the room mate is moving, she is taking her pups...I actually do have room to keep Jesse.&amp;nbsp; But...now I have no Jesse. (lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;A little bit of a ramble...sorry folks...but these are some of the doings down my own path right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I will say though that I have not been happier then I am right now.&amp;nbsp; I am able to be free to even my religion...I have the support in that dedication that I haven't had in so, so long, and it has noticeably changed me as a person.&amp;nbsp; Even my ex said something about it last month.&amp;nbsp; He said that I seem so much different...and not in a bad way...then I was when I was with him.&amp;nbsp; I left the conversation at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I am with someone now who is on the same page with me in so many things that it's mind boggling to me when I think about our relationship.&amp;nbsp; I will admit...I was a little weary with being in a serious relationship so soon after my divorce...but this guy has been nothing but encouraging, sweet, sound, and loving to me.&amp;nbsp; He is the reason why I smile every day.&amp;nbsp; I could not have asked for anyone better.&amp;nbsp; I fricken love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;So, with this, I am off now.&amp;nbsp; Gotta get ready for a closing shift at the bee's.&amp;nbsp; Should be an interesting day...the big guy returned from his vacation...the bell should be rung as soon as I walk into the front door for our fighting match.&amp;nbsp; He's always feisty his first day back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&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/7071026739860609380-4245181487629933048?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4245181487629933048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4245181487629933048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4245181487629933048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4245181487629933048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-soon-to-be-new-roomie.html' title='My soon to be new roomie...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUPgfqYeOqY/Ta3JSUpXG4I/AAAAAAAABoo/yO-gptmuM1o/s72-c/munch_2011_04_19_133625-789212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2302967890646121988</id><published>2011-04-19T00:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:21:44.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A redo and a little extra...</title><content type='html'>...Today my guy and I went to  Ypsilanti to see my friend, the tattoo artist. This friend is the same one who did the star on the center of my back just about 2 years ago. I think it was a mixture of reasons being my friend was still learning the ropes and also the way I was told to care for the new tattoo that lead to some scaring and a whole lotta ink falling out. Brad took a look at it last week and said he would basically recover the whole thing, free of charge, so we set up a date. That date was today!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He started to outline the star and I instantly turned green in the face. Apparently, when going over an already inked up area...the pain is a lil more intense. Oh boy, was it intense! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was: take a deep breath, hold it, gun to skin, trace for 10 seconds, gun lifts, exhale, repeat...and this is how it went for a hour and a half until the star was complete. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While I did the breathing steps I decided in my head how I was going to get the first part of the Ave Maria on my back. This is what I ended up with. There will be a nice back ground and frame to it but probably not till the summer's end. I might of made it further into the new tat if I just had that worked on today and not the star...but like I said, I was green in the face for a bit there.  At least it made the wording seem like a feather going across my skin.  That was relieving! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am off to bed now.  I would like to thank the commenter on my previous posting...I am definitely going to be hitting up the Cheese Cake Factory while I am down there...oh yes!  Thank you for the suggestions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLy_sxyyGJg/Ta0K89mBcBI/AAAAAAAABog/KyF0qlDA9mc/s1600/tat%2Btouch%2Bup-763404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLy_sxyyGJg/Ta0K89mBcBI/AAAAAAAABog/KyF0qlDA9mc/s320/tat%2Btouch%2Bup-763404.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597141954333863954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2302967890646121988?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2302967890646121988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2302967890646121988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2302967890646121988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2302967890646121988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='A redo and a little extra...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLy_sxyyGJg/Ta0K89mBcBI/AAAAAAAABog/KyF0qlDA9mc/s72-c/tat%2Btouch%2Bup-763404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2453959168522607364</id><published>2011-04-16T20:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T20:13:42.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes, we have been busy around these parts...</title><content type='html'>...Just a few clicks ago...I reserved mine and my sweetie's room at a pretty snazzy place down there in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the most excited girl sitting in her kitchen at her dining room table right now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to that wonderful city numerous times...6 visits to be exact...and I have been longing these past 5+ years to make another visit.&amp;nbsp; After a talk with the boyfriend and the discovery that he has pretty much only "driven through"...we decided to take a weekend off and do some sight seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you happen to cross my blog in your bloggy travel from here till the end of the month and you have any suggestions for what to check out...let me know!&amp;nbsp; Every time I visited out there it was to stay the weekend with a friend and go to a concert.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say...I was not able to do much sight seeing.&amp;nbsp; I already have the Sears Tower tour under my belt...just so ya'knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back to planning my trip...take care this evening!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2453959168522607364?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2453959168522607364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2453959168522607364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2453959168522607364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2453959168522607364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-yes-we-have-been-busy-around-these.html' title='Oh yes, we have been busy around these parts...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7841179618343590894</id><published>2011-03-27T22:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:29:49.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When you just have to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rjsrxDFFb4/TY_3QoOdXtI/AAAAAAAABoY/AOlRkRMW_XQ/s1600/IMG00353-20110326-1923-776908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588957527638105810" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rjsrxDFFb4/TY_3QoOdXtI/AAAAAAAABoY/AOlRkRMW_XQ/s320/IMG00353-20110326-1923-776908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...even if the shift was the worst ever...when you witness sundown in all it's glory...you just have to say thank you to God for such a sight. Thanks in being able to live another day and see something so pure, so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;My thanks is that I was able to see the sky before night cloaked it over ;)&lt;br /&gt;Last night there was just no rest for me. I was stirred from my sleep left and right. It hurt if I laid in the same position for more then 10 minutes. The headache pounded through my forehead like it was being chased by the devil. I was just miserable!&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be the same story this evening. I was laying in bed for a hour, trying to get a few extra hours of sleep in, and finally rolled on out because hunger mixed with nausea was not to be ignored. I feel like a basket full of fuss. :/&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess since I'm holding some food down I should try the bed thing again. I am to be back up in the wee hours of the morning tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7841179618343590894?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7841179618343590894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7841179618343590894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7841179618343590894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7841179618343590894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-you-just-have-to.html' title='When you just have to...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rjsrxDFFb4/TY_3QoOdXtI/AAAAAAAABoY/AOlRkRMW_XQ/s72-c/IMG00353-20110326-1923-776908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7700549776002875992</id><published>2011-03-26T06:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:30:22.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie and Jesse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUr85ydBtHE/TY3Giak0OeI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lIwikBFCzKU/s1600/munch_2011_03_22_132826-732148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588341007188244962" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUr85ydBtHE/TY3Giak0OeI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lIwikBFCzKU/s320/munch_2011_03_22_132826-732148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...want to wish you all a good morning!&lt;br /&gt;(Crazy eyes, but at least they're not glowing red!) If my picture were taken, right now...they'd probably be bright red. I was busy working the death shift at the bee's yesterday (open to close) and going in for some more this morning...a 16 hour shift today! &lt;br /&gt;I think complaining might be my vice this afternoon...this girl is going to be so ready for her bed tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Well...I will wish as well to ya'll, a wonderful Saturday. If you're at work, high five! If you are lucky to have the weekend off...I might be a lil bit jealous, but enjoy it! &lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7700549776002875992?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7700549776002875992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7700549776002875992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7700549776002875992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7700549776002875992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/03/sadie-and-jesse.html' title='Sadie and Jesse...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUr85ydBtHE/TY3Giak0OeI/AAAAAAAABoQ/lIwikBFCzKU/s72-c/munch_2011_03_22_132826-732148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-453633185492063555</id><published>2011-03-25T23:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T23:38:25.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0EbtV18hEI/TY1fsprcIdI/AAAAAAAABoI/NGMZtP0pV7s/s1600/IMG00347-20110324-1650-705830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0EbtV18hEI/TY1fsprcIdI/AAAAAAAABoI/NGMZtP0pV7s/s320/IMG00347-20110324-1650-705830.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588227933343588818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;there is no harm in trying encourage someone to the right direction...there is however, harm when the words of encouragement are criticized and dismissed simply because of a judgment towards them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-453633185492063555?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/453633185492063555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=453633185492063555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/453633185492063555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/453633185492063555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0EbtV18hEI/TY1fsprcIdI/AAAAAAAABoI/NGMZtP0pV7s/s72-c/IMG00347-20110324-1650-705830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8532988181707537574</id><published>2011-03-22T14:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:08:01.780-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass'/><title type='text'>and Chellie begins her rant....mmmmm...now:</title><content type='html'>There is a common thought out there amongst quite a few folks.&amp;nbsp; A thought that becomes a near conviction to some.&amp;nbsp; A thought that does nothing but in actually, pushes one further from the light of God...aka...the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought?&amp;nbsp; I do not need to go to church every Sunday to be a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&amp;nbsp; What is the point then, of the morning gathering every Sunday?&amp;nbsp; Do I feel, because I do attend this "Sunday gathering", that I am going to go to heaven just because I wake myself up when most are sleeping in?&amp;nbsp; Do I believe that that simple drive in the wee hours of my morning off is going to score me more points with God just because I am attending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know from these people just how important they then think the sermon delivered is.&amp;nbsp; I want to know from the same, who then, is delivering their sermon if they are not attending once a week, a month, a year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we even know the power of that sermon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe that someone speaking the word of God at least once a week to you is pointless...that you are more of a "spiritual" believer and don't see the need to attend...you do not need mandation (yes, I stole Palin's word... ;)&amp;nbsp; in that form...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then who is keeping you close to the truth?&amp;nbsp; What is helping you see things in black and white?&amp;nbsp; What is making things clear for you if you are not being reminded of it at least once a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we dismiss the word of God, we become our own judge.&amp;nbsp; When we commandeer this power we live day to day as if we are our own superior...thinking we are doing just fine and ultimately we believe that our shit don't stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in charge, what do you base your decisions upon?&amp;nbsp; Right and wrong.&amp;nbsp; What gave you this window of right and wrong?&amp;nbsp; Common sense?&amp;nbsp; Conscience?&amp;nbsp; What are the roots for these things?&amp;nbsp; Do you not believe that with influence and time...these things can change...and drastically?&amp;nbsp; Does one believe that if they heard it once then that's all they need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conviction fades.&amp;nbsp; Believers grow lazy. Spirituality needs food for growth.&amp;nbsp; Don't think that for a second your soul does not need the same care as your body.&amp;nbsp; You may be vibrant in life...but that life is of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing for your soul???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8532988181707537574?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8532988181707537574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8532988181707537574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8532988181707537574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8532988181707537574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-chellie-begins-her-rantmmmmmnow.html' title='and Chellie begins her rant....mmmmm...now:'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7617787911120313622</id><published>2011-03-20T23:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:58:44.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In order for us to lead our way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gm9P8xGzd78/TYbM9lnGE0I/AAAAAAAABn4/ygClfZkibyo/s1600/IMG00319-20110315-1250-724881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gm9P8xGzd78/TYbM9lnGE0I/AAAAAAAABn4/ygClfZkibyo/s320/IMG00319-20110315-1250-724881.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586377746239853378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...what pulls us off to the side must be dismissed...&lt;p&gt;Can you take a guess as to what I did earlier in the week?&lt;p&gt;:/ my heart did not like it...but I&amp;#39;m walking stronger in the direction I know in my soul is right. &lt;p&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7617787911120313622?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7617787911120313622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7617787911120313622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7617787911120313622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7617787911120313622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-order-for-us-to-lead-our-way.html' title='In order for us to lead our way...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gm9P8xGzd78/TYbM9lnGE0I/AAAAAAAABn4/ygClfZkibyo/s72-c/IMG00319-20110315-1250-724881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4595315693238031968</id><published>2011-03-18T03:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T03:12:02.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you hear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dLTW0Bc2knI/TYMFw8CoixI/AAAAAAAABnw/Ifc6iM6Q1KY/s1600/IMG00329-20110317-1345-722573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dLTW0Bc2knI/TYMFw8CoixI/AAAAAAAABnw/Ifc6iM6Q1KY/s320/IMG00329-20110317-1345-722573.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585314301178579730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I mean...DID YOU HEAR???&lt;p&gt;Yep...he did...he told me he loved me!&lt;p&gt;And I cried......just a lil of happiness...but I did. And you know what? I told him the same. Yup. I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4595315693238031968?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4595315693238031968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4595315693238031968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4595315693238031968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4595315693238031968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/03/did-you-hear.html' title='Did you hear?'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dLTW0Bc2knI/TYMFw8CoixI/AAAAAAAABnw/Ifc6iM6Q1KY/s72-c/IMG00329-20110317-1345-722573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1928586982227647319</id><published>2011-03-16T10:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:51:54.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These lilies are such a tease...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkLJZdOrIhg/TYDOi4RZN1I/AAAAAAAABno/XV65voRQdPo/s1600/munch_2011_03_12_233459-714544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkLJZdOrIhg/TYDOi4RZN1I/AAAAAAAABno/XV65voRQdPo/s320/munch_2011_03_12_233459-714544.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584690636555630418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...Well...sorta :)&lt;p&gt;The new homestead offers me a bunch of room to let my green thumb play this spring. I am very excited about that! Unfortunately I will only get to work with annuals. Don&amp;#39;t know how long I would be here at this house so there&amp;#39;s no point in spending my efforts in flowers I may not see bloom next year. &lt;p&gt;My verdict is: Petunias...yes. I love me some Petunias! I think from the look of the house the colors will be white and pink...maybe some yellow. I can&amp;#39;t wait! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1928586982227647319?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1928586982227647319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1928586982227647319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1928586982227647319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1928586982227647319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/03/these-lilies-are-such-tease.html' title='These lilies are such a tease...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkLJZdOrIhg/TYDOi4RZN1I/AAAAAAAABno/XV65voRQdPo/s72-c/munch_2011_03_12_233459-714544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2602638325125948398</id><published>2011-03-08T04:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:36:40.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweetie and I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bXb-VpOJ_Y/TXXyOs87B4I/AAAAAAAABng/5LTOqJyTSPI/s1600/munch_2011_03_08_035017-753290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581633647594375042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bXb-VpOJ_Y/TXXyOs87B4I/AAAAAAAABng/5LTOqJyTSPI/s320/munch_2011_03_08_035017-753290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...Well, a partial of the sweetie! He has heard of this blog of mine, but I am not sure if it is an occasional read of his. So he will remain a "partial" face...for now :)&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken after Mass last Sunday. It was his first visit to the traditional latin mass. It was a little frustrating for him being that he was just down right lost in the way it is done...hopefully he is not to discouraged from joining us again in the future. He is Catholic, but...if you are going to be hanging around me...well, I'm not going to make things easy!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was also my mother's birthday and what a great one she had! My gift to her was a very pretty crucifix I found at a small store just inside of Pontiac from Waterford. It was one of those: you walk in, look for 2.5 seconds at the walls, and oh boy! There is the PERFECT gift. You walk right up to it, oblivious to the items around you, and stare in silence while you imagine the celebrant tearing away the gift wrap, opening the box, moving away the paper and smiling at the present before them. And just so you know...the smile I imagined was exactly the one she was wearing when she opened it. She loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is off to bed for me. I get a few hours to myself before my shift in the afternoon, maybe I'll catch you folks up some more later!&lt;br /&gt;Night and morning! :)&lt;br /&gt;-Chell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2602638325125948398?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2602638325125948398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2602638325125948398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2602638325125948398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2602638325125948398'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2uzcuEXTsEw/TXXs-bXsAKI/AAAAAAAABnY/24HfSMZZ7Ho/s1600/monkey%2527s%2Bown%2Bride%2521-708506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2uzcuEXTsEw/TXXs-bXsAKI/AAAAAAAABnY/24HfSMZZ7Ho/s320/monkey%2527s%2Bown%2Bride%2521-708506.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581627870438752418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Story to follow shortly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8824512420031385525?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8824512420031385525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8824512420031385525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3315701525927233911</id><published>2011-03-03T03:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T04:07:16.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G5ROAqZjNXY/TW9X44_0MFI/AAAAAAAABnQ/-He_f_Bh2f8/s1600/IMG00256-20110218-2218-727085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579775098219671634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G5ROAqZjNXY/TW9X44_0MFI/AAAAAAAABnQ/-He_f_Bh2f8/s320/IMG00256-20110218-2218-727085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boyfriend, brother two and brother three playing Black Ops last week.&amp;nbsp; I think my brothers have made a new best friend ;) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots...I finally get some alone time with my computer and wouldn't ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I HAVE THE WORSE CASE OF WRITERS BLOCK IMAGINABLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ggrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&amp;nbsp; Probably should be in bed anyways.&amp;nbsp; 4 something in the morning and I would like to actually be up at a decent hour in the morning so I'm not wasting a perfectly good day off with sleeping in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then I'll have some interesting sort of babble for "tomorrow's" posting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3315701525927233911?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3315701525927233911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3315701525927233911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3235932391894483433</id><published>2011-02-26T14:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:52:28.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...and isn't it funny...</title><content type='html'>...when you feel like you are in the worse way...stressed beyond your means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then you finally let go and fall into God's hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little prayer...all it took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3235932391894483433?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3235932391894483433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3235932391894483433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3235932391894483433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3235932391894483433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-isnt-it-funny.html' title='...and isn&apos;t it funny...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-71197660171945538</id><published>2011-02-18T22:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:23:13.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So  uuuumm...yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lu7m4QsrwWY/TV83ospjjVI/AAAAAAAABnA/2grC_C372B0/s1600/IMG00243-20110218-1401-793631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lu7m4QsrwWY/TV83ospjjVI/AAAAAAAABnA/2grC_C372B0/s320/IMG00243-20110218-1401-793631.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575236036027714898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...what did you do today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-71197660171945538?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lu7m4QsrwWY/TV83ospjjVI/AAAAAAAABnA/2grC_C372B0/s72-c/IMG00243-20110218-1401-793631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3336553912274691470</id><published>2011-02-16T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:53:02.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day in which cookies were made...</title><content type='html'>...and then had for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The rumbling tummy was not to be denied.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMStVZ59BEw/TVvangnTkdI/AAAAAAAABmw/GKx9iiarWkE/s1600/181946_1597033295950_1539512267_31449566_5861855_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMStVZ59BEw/TVvangnTkdI/AAAAAAAABmw/GKx9iiarWkE/s320/181946_1597033295950_1539512267_31449566_5861855_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This, this little do-dad sitting on my kitchen counter, is the Valentine's gift I received from the awesome boyfriend of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very lucky coffee drinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also gifted with a night out and dinner to &lt;a href="http://www.flemingssteakhouse.com/locations/mi/livonia?gclid=CJiestXtjKcCFY64KgodIy94ew"&gt;Flemings Steakhouse&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Delicious!&amp;nbsp; It was my first visit and hopefully will not be my last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that I have been working/living off of sleep from last Friday, I am very content with how life has been lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...especially when I'm around this little girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3336553912274691470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3336553912274691470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-is-day-in-which-cookies-were-made.html' title='Today is the day in which cookies were made...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMStVZ59BEw/TVvangnTkdI/AAAAAAAABmw/GKx9iiarWkE/s72-c/181946_1597033295950_1539512267_31449566_5861855_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3909032844070865265</id><published>2011-02-12T11:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:12:26.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When my brother makes new friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sY7F5MVu-Q/TVa8kwWSb1I/AAAAAAAABmo/NkABZU_VC6M/s1600/IMG00214-20110210-1344-702830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572848928557264722" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sY7F5MVu-Q/TVa8kwWSb1I/AAAAAAAABmo/NkABZU_VC6M/s320/IMG00214-20110210-1344-702830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My boss at the bee's decided to purchase a Love bird from my brother (he breeds them) for his daughter. So the bro and I made a trip up to the pet store a couple days ago to "fully equip the lil peep" before we gave it to him. At the end of our aisle was this little guy, trying to get our attention. My brother coaxed "Alex" to the front of the cage and then petted him for some time. As we departed from his new feathery friend Alex squawked and squawked for my brother to come back. At the same time of it being absolutely adorable, it pulled at my brothers heart strings. We paid for our things and then made way to the car. I wished I had all the money in the world (cause that little guy was PRICEY!) for my brother to be able to leave with that sweetie of a parrot....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3909032844070865265?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3909032844070865265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3909032844070865265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3909032844070865265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3909032844070865265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-my-brother-makes-new-friends.html' title='When my brother makes new friends...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sY7F5MVu-Q/TVa8kwWSb1I/AAAAAAAABmo/NkABZU_VC6M/s72-c/IMG00214-20110210-1344-702830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8967923217047651203</id><published>2011-02-10T12:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T12:01:13.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Rv60X3ZRQE/TVQZ2X7wibI/AAAAAAAABmg/442BbjTd_mE/s1600/IMG00212-20110208-1606-773408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Rv60X3ZRQE/TVQZ2X7wibI/AAAAAAAABmg/442BbjTd_mE/s320/IMG00212-20110208-1606-773408.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572107060892436914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We had family day at the parents on Tuesday. And what a day it was! My sister came over with her two lil ones and I brought the boyfriend (this was the first time that my sis Miss got to meet him!!!). A perfect dinner was followed by lots of play time with Mario Kart and pictionary. &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve taken to watching, as secretly as possible, how the family interacts with my guy. My brothers will make a comment and I&amp;#39;ve caught them look over at the boyfriend for his reaction. It&amp;#39;s cute :)&lt;p&gt;Well, I must be on my way, bloggers! Busy bee day for me!&lt;p&gt;Take care!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8967923217047651203?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8967923217047651203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8967923217047651203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8967923217047651203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8967923217047651203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/02/greetings.html' title='Greetings!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Rv60X3ZRQE/TVQZ2X7wibI/AAAAAAAABmg/442BbjTd_mE/s72-c/IMG00212-20110208-1606-773408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2833478615838680748</id><published>2011-02-08T10:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:13:44.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And what have we learned today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TVFkzWZR1qI/AAAAAAAABmc/pDYMj9DgsF8/s1600/mattmannn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TVFkzWZR1qI/AAAAAAAABmc/pDYMj9DgsF8/s320/mattmannn.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(My brother Matt :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"America needs voices. In a country that thrives off of struggle, difference of opinion, debates, and controversy, we have been too quiet. Our whole establishment is leaning one way, one side is pushing while the other side is trembling in fear. If we dont get off our asses and fight back, our whole country will fall and crumble. Speakout and let your voice be heard...or get crushed by the debris."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-M.A.P. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/chellie1999/newnewnewsig.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2833478615838680748?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2833478615838680748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2833478615838680748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2833478615838680748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2833478615838680748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-what-have-we-learned-today.html' title='And what have we learned today?'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TVFkzWZR1qI/AAAAAAAABmc/pDYMj9DgsF8/s72-c/mattmannn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-7301428444790690246</id><published>2011-02-03T14:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T14:23:32.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TUr_zOU_RoI/AAAAAAAABmQ/V7UJ4Woyj-k/s1600/IMG00162-20110112-1259-779007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569545144681580162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TUr_zOU_RoI/AAAAAAAABmQ/V7UJ4Woyj-k/s320/IMG00162-20110112-1259-779007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yup.  That's me shooting a AK47.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...you don't have to tell me how jealous you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...(Or how silly my stance is.  I know already ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-7301428444790690246?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/7301428444790690246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=7301428444790690246&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7301428444790690246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/7301428444790690246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/02/watch-out-now.html' title='Watch out now...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TUr_zOU_RoI/AAAAAAAABmQ/V7UJ4Woyj-k/s72-c/IMG00162-20110112-1259-779007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1135159796493147193</id><published>2011-02-02T11:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:43:16.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...and I was jolted from my sleep...</title><content type='html'>"&lt;i&gt;Meteorologist Sean Ash says thundersnow and sleet have been reported in Manchester, Romeo, Southfield, Carleton and Ann Arbor.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ann Arbor/Plymouth...being my new location of "life happenings"...saw a bunch of this "thundersnow" in the wee hours of the morning. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1844005260"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;It’s unusual to experience thunder and lightning in the winter. Edwards says thundersnow is something we see every 2 or 3 years.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1844005260"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1844005260"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You need rising air, plenty of moisture and a good contrast between the coldest temperatures and the warmest temperatures at some level of the atmosphere.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1844005260"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though temperatures tonight will be in the 20s at surface level, they could be in the 30s at higher altitudes. This produces the conditions that can lead to thundersnow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1844005260"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lightning is also present in a thundersnow situation. Edwards says lightning can reflect off of snowflakes and look almost like an explosion in the air.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxyz.com/dpp/weather/weather_news/a-blizzard-is-one-thing%2C-but-what-is-thundersnow%3F"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thundersnow really happens only in the biggest of snowstorms.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought I'd share a cool little tidbit this morning, amidst the echoing buzz of snow blowers suffocating in the air in this small neighborhood of mine.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully the roads clear up some what when I have to venture to the bee's this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; We'll see!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All you folks out there suffering from the "snowpocalypse"...stay warm, STAY INSIDE, keep the coffee maker on and full...and enjoy your day stuck in the drive way!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;God Bless!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i862.photobucket.com/albums/ab182/chellie1999/newnewnewsig.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1135159796493147193?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1135159796493147193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1135159796493147193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1135159796493147193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1135159796493147193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-i-was-jolted-from-my-sleep.html' title='...and I was jolted from my sleep...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5869186950059504448</id><published>2011-01-24T14:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:12:00.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillin like a villain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TT3TXRfoSCI/AAAAAAAABmI/MjSVr93iDPM/s1600/rosierose1-736009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565837111286319138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TT3TXRfoSCI/AAAAAAAABmI/MjSVr93iDPM/s320/rosierose1-736009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5869186950059504448?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5869186950059504448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5869186950059504448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5869186950059504448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5869186950059504448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/01/chillin-like-villain.html' title='Chillin like a villain...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TT3TXRfoSCI/AAAAAAAABmI/MjSVr93iDPM/s72-c/rosierose1-736009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-1023762154153851208</id><published>2011-01-18T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:34:12.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The homeschooling movement...</title><content type='html'>...is being threatened as we read these simple words before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, after a lengthy conversation with my mother the other day...mind you, while I was making my dozen loaves of pumpkin bread...it comes down to the regular home schooling family being viewed as "mini cults" and terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW!&amp;nbsp; How silly does this sound???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not fit the picture when you first think about it all.&amp;nbsp; You picture the mom at the head of the kitchen table with her children around her while she goes about the day's lessons.&amp;nbsp; The one on one care given to each child, the unsurpassed amount of attention that is given to each child, the level of the personal connection that can be given to the child...cause face it...that teacher changed his or her diapers once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That mom and dad KNOWS that child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not tell you how many times my mom heard from the family physician concerning my brother, number seven, that he had an attention disorder and needed to be put on medication.&amp;nbsp; He WAS GOING to, no matter what, not be able to fully achieve his schooling activities and lessons because it just was not going to be possible with out medication.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know what, she did it.&amp;nbsp; Mom got him through his lessons, every day, with out one single pill.&amp;nbsp; Granted, she needed to focus on him with out distraction for a few hours a day, but when that kid hit 7 and 8...he had it!&amp;nbsp; The reversal in focus that this kid has in his day to day lessons is the complete opposite of when he first started out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE ON ONE TIME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would of thought???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know...I'm getting a lil worked up...sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is where the first few sentences to my rant come in to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini cults and terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the child's complete removal from social teachings, society's moral downfall, and hey, all the influences that COME ON....lets face it...does your child really need to battle such and whatever influences when at such a young age?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because mom and dad teach their child how to say the Our Father, The Hail Mary....the sign of the cross...this is why the homeschooling movement is not only harassed by today's society and leadership, but threatened beyond comprehension.&amp;nbsp; We are fighting the world and those who are not speaking up right this second definitely need to...the rights that can be lost here will be even harder to win back.&amp;nbsp; And while we are fighting to win back freedom that was lost, time is being halted on moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The homeschooling family is being pushed back...please acknowledge this so the dear families can focus the much needed attention on their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be writing our history one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please forgive the bits and pieces of my posting.&amp;nbsp; This was not something I took time to write out...I just let my fingers speak...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-1023762154153851208?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/1023762154153851208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=1023762154153851208&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1023762154153851208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/1023762154153851208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/01/homeschooling-movement.html' title='The homeschooling movement...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8818754985173036284</id><published>2011-01-15T22:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T22:05:53.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooooo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TTJgkifkkwI/AAAAAAAABmA/ABswe1NKUhc/s1600/IMG00174-20110115-1827-753287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TTJgkifkkwI/AAAAAAAABmA/ABswe1NKUhc/s320/IMG00174-20110115-1827-753287.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562614670606766850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...yes, I was there tonight, and yes...WE WON!!! Wooohooo!!!&lt;p&gt;(&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yes...a glorious surplus of updates are coming to you soon!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8818754985173036284?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8818754985173036284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8818754985173036284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8818754985173036284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8818754985173036284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/01/soooooo.html' title='Soooooo...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TTJgkifkkwI/AAAAAAAABmA/ABswe1NKUhc/s72-c/IMG00174-20110115-1827-753287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5051885298859055791</id><published>2011-01-09T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:39:52.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine days into the new year...</title><content type='html'>...and what a year already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new &lt;b&gt;home&lt;/b&gt;, grounded in my new position at the bee's, &lt;i&gt;a new relationship&lt;/i&gt;... ;) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and not so much as one thing for a new year's resolution!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;YUP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not doing the list this year, I refuse!&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Last year itself was a resolution for the many to come&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, I am almost completely moved.&amp;nbsp; I ended up moving further from my family, but now only 10 minutes from work.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the drive!!!&amp;nbsp; And so does my car :)&amp;nbsp; Poor car found itself parked for almost a week.&amp;nbsp; It was going through 4 quarts of oil in a 45 minute drive!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yes, I am that silly, clueless girl who has no grip on anything car related...maintenance, issues...yeah)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the new guy and I switched cars last Monday (his car is a manual, I haven't driven a manual in YEARS! But it was like riding a bike and I picked it up in no time!&amp;nbsp; It was fun!) and he took mine up to the shop for me while I was at work.&amp;nbsp; I was figuring this oil leak was going to cost me some outrageous amount and feared the outcome until he called me with the total.&amp;nbsp; $135...including oil change!&amp;nbsp; WOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Very good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the new home has been great.&amp;nbsp; Well, if you take away the part where I spent Tuesday moving and then that night hugging a toilet.&amp;nbsp; See, my new room mate (who is also a "&lt;i&gt;Shelly&lt;/i&gt;"...I know!&amp;nbsp; Super fun, right?) was babysitting her niece and nephew on Monday and apparently they had a nasty stomach bug.&amp;nbsp; This bug found myself and my roomie and completely took us out!&amp;nbsp; I have not been sick like that since I was seven.&amp;nbsp; It was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that though, I am very happy with where I am at in my life right now.&amp;nbsp; Sure, work about did me in this weekend, but I made it out alive.&amp;nbsp; Alive with a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to you, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;two thousand eleven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Very much looking forward to what you have to share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5051885298859055791?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5051885298859055791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5051885298859055791&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5051885298859055791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5051885298859055791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/01/nine-days-into-new-year.html' title='Nine days into the new year...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6924639852595878848</id><published>2011-01-09T22:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:04:08.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who I got to meet???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TSp3KBOxrCI/AAAAAAAABl4/enG__FIEGXY/s1600/game-748501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TSp3KBOxrCI/AAAAAAAABl4/enG__FIEGXY/s320/game-748501.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560387703955106850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6924639852595878848?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6924639852595878848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6924639852595878848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6924639852595878848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6924639852595878848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2011/01/guess-who-i-got-to-meet.html' title='Guess who I got to meet???'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TSp3KBOxrCI/AAAAAAAABl4/enG__FIEGXY/s72-c/game-748501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5822722550485056078</id><published>2010-12-30T02:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:29:11.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's almost as good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRw0yCRsTyI/AAAAAAAABlw/ytcW-0Y5Mu8/s1600/IMG00121-20101224-1222-751306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRw0yCRsTyI/AAAAAAAABlw/ytcW-0Y5Mu8/s320/IMG00121-20101224-1222-751306.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556374074477530914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...as waking up to that first cup of coffee in the morning?&lt;p&gt;Waking up to this little guy of course!&lt;p&gt;My girlfriend was &amp;quot;puppy sitting&amp;quot; last week so I was able to have some play time with little &amp;quot;Cooper&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;Absolute doll he was!&lt;p&gt;Hee hee...all the while the thoughts were streaming on repeat in my head &amp;quot;I want him, I want him, I want him....&amp;quot;.....!!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;p&gt;Ok, now...have a good night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5822722550485056078?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5822722550485056078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5822722550485056078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5822722550485056078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5822722550485056078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-almost-as-good.html' title='What&apos;s almost as good...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRw0yCRsTyI/AAAAAAAABlw/ytcW-0Y5Mu8/s72-c/IMG00121-20101224-1222-751306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5660420824777441805</id><published>2010-12-30T02:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:20:14.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...and a happy new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRwyr44NxDI/AAAAAAAABlo/QzHcz7-zQD4/s1600/IMG00127-20101225-1551-714435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRwyr44NxDI/AAAAAAAABlo/QzHcz7-zQD4/s320/IMG00127-20101225-1551-714435.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556371769852281906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My brother with our niece. Cute, right? :)&lt;p&gt;When I sit here and reflect on this passing year, initially I am more then pleased at the thought of saying good bye to twenty ten. But, after just moments, I think about recent events and remind myself &amp;quot;well, it wasn&amp;#39;t THAT bad...&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;But then again, it makes me even more eager for the upcoming year. Several new beginnings have already taken place. When they say &amp;quot;fresh start&amp;quot;...that&amp;#39;s me AAAaaalll the way for 2011.&lt;p&gt;And I could not be happier about it! &lt;p&gt;I wish every one of my bloggy friends a wonderful new year! &lt;p&gt;***Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5660420824777441805?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5660420824777441805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5660420824777441805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5660420824777441805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5660420824777441805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-happy-new-year.html' title='...and a happy new year!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRwyr44NxDI/AAAAAAAABlo/QzHcz7-zQD4/s72-c/IMG00127-20101225-1551-714435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3691151489640170559</id><published>2010-12-25T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T19:29:49.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRaMfouUoAI/AAAAAAAABlc/mjTjRX3UMeI/s1600/IMG00126-20101225-1503-789956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRaMfouUoAI/AAAAAAAABlc/mjTjRX3UMeI/s320/IMG00126-20101225-1503-789956.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554781665543626754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Check out my brother&amp;#39;s newly acquired patches.&lt;p&gt;Nice, huh?&lt;p&gt;Hope ya&amp;#39;all had a wonderful Christmas...we did for sure!!!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Recap will be comeing soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3691151489640170559?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3691151489640170559/comments/default' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRaMfouUoAI/AAAAAAAABlc/mjTjRX3UMeI/s72-c/IMG00126-20101225-1503-789956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3149480935537415966</id><published>2010-12-24T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T11:03:00.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve morning smiles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRTENRk_9KI/AAAAAAAABlU/x-jH5TVVmjk/s1600/hockeypic-780963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRTENRk_9KI/AAAAAAAABlU/x-jH5TVVmjk/s320/hockeypic-780963.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554279972790596770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hee hee heee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3149480935537415966?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' 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height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRTENRk_9KI/AAAAAAAABlU/x-jH5TVVmjk/s72-c/hockeypic-780963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3190419173373630324</id><published>2010-12-24T02:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T02:44:01.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's a happy shopper???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRRPQsOIpUI/AAAAAAAABlM/c9LhnTIcOyQ/s1600/IMG00108-20101219-1643-741746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRRPQsOIpUI/AAAAAAAABlM/c9LhnTIcOyQ/s320/IMG00108-20101219-1643-741746.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554151388621612354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This girl, right here!&lt;br&gt;(Love my niece!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3190419173373630324?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3190419173373630324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3190419173373630324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3190419173373630324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3190419173373630324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/12/whos-happy-shopper.html' title='Who&apos;s a happy shopper???'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TRRPQsOIpUI/AAAAAAAABlM/c9LhnTIcOyQ/s72-c/IMG00108-20101219-1643-741746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-645423024146108036</id><published>2010-12-20T01:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T02:53:29.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who came home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TQ78gcyjYrI/AAAAAAAABlE/zqOkeIFPDf8/s1600/munch_2010_12_20_014845-776762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552653025008640690" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TQ78gcyjYrI/AAAAAAAABlE/zqOkeIFPDf8/s400/munch_2010_12_20_014845-776762.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother of this wonderful family of mine was told weeks ago by my brother that his expected arrival time to be home would be the 13th of December.&amp;nbsp; Little did she know that he, Matt, had a surprise for her.&amp;nbsp; He was actually coming home late into the night on the 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His plane landed at the Detroit airport and a friend picked him up.&amp;nbsp; I received a call from him while he was in the car heading to the friend's house.&amp;nbsp; The excitement in my being was overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; The kid was finally in the same state...and I still had to wait to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both let each other go so we could get some sleep for the next day.&amp;nbsp; I woke that following morning to a very alive Blackberry, buzzing like a bee on the nightstand.&amp;nbsp; It was our sister wondering if I had picked up our brother yet.&amp;nbsp; Apparently she knew what was going on.&amp;nbsp; As far as I was aware, I thought it was just myself and Matt in the know about this surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got myself together and started out to pick him up.&amp;nbsp; He was in need of some important things at this point.&amp;nbsp; While he was in training his license expired (mid November) and the likely hood of renting a car with his military ID was pretty much zip.&amp;nbsp; I needed to take him to the secretary of state office to get his temp so he could get himself driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came to be five minutes from where he had stayed the night before, I called him for the final directions.&amp;nbsp; I held that phone in my hands...shaking for several reasons.&amp;nbsp; I needed caffeine, it was very cold out, and I was just down right excited to see my brother.&amp;nbsp; As I pulled up to the house he was in, still on the phone with him, he walked out the front door and I just died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That, that is my brother!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up on him...(hahah ;)...put my car in park...and jumped out.&amp;nbsp; I booked it across the lawn and threw my arms around him.&amp;nbsp; The smile I barely caught on his face...because of all the lunging of myself at him...brought tears to my eyes.&amp;nbsp; I did it.&amp;nbsp; I cried.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got his belongings loaded up into my car and took off.&amp;nbsp; After a few hours he was finally situated with a vehicle and we were on our separate ways.&amp;nbsp; I was heading to our parents house and he was on his way to our sister's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our other sister Jen and I had it set up to where we were going to take our folks out to dinner that night.&amp;nbsp; While we were out of the house, Matt and Miss (other &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; sister) were going to come over and wait for us to return.&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you...that was probably the most anxious I have ever been about my dad coming home from work!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY he was home and we were going to dinner.&amp;nbsp; Text messages were flying between Jen, Matt, Miss and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to them: "Did you guys leave yet?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, if ya haven't yet...you need to now!&amp;nbsp; We're here and placed our order!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them: "Are you guys still eating?"&lt;br /&gt;"Did you guys cash out yet?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's time.&amp;nbsp; Bill paid, seat belts on, and we're off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad decides, of all times to do this, to take the long route through the neighborhood and see all the lights put up on the neighboring homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and I are in the back seat and she grabs my arm.&amp;nbsp; I look over at her, her face full of desperation.&amp;nbsp; I laugh.&amp;nbsp; Mom asks why I am laughing.&amp;nbsp; "Never mind mom.&amp;nbsp; Can we go home???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad sighs and turns the car around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we pull up in the drive way.&amp;nbsp; My dad is the type who has to be out of the car and in the house in 2.5 seconds as soon as the car is turned off.&amp;nbsp; Jen distracts him for a second to give mom the "first one to the door" advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk up the steps, I set my phone to record, mom knocks on the door, I aim my camera at mom, and everything stops.&amp;nbsp; The predictions of how this was going to play out came to a halt.&amp;nbsp; The breaths held for the oncoming moments, the silence in the air around...your heart beat gripping at your entire body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the front door opens.&amp;nbsp; My mom is looking down at her shoes as she is tapping the snow away.&amp;nbsp; She looks up and stares in amazement.&amp;nbsp; Matt is standing there, all decked out in his gear, with the biggest smile I have ever EVER seen on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is repeated from our mother for several minutes.&amp;nbsp; Barely in the door and she had a hold on him like he was going to leave her forever.&amp;nbsp; Both sets of eyes had tears meeting their smiling cheeks.&amp;nbsp; Matt rested his head over our mother's and just closed his eyes.&amp;nbsp; He was home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-645423024146108036?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TQ78gcyjYrI/AAAAAAAABlE/zqOkeIFPDf8/s72-c/munch_2010_12_20_014845-776762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4994863759264719313</id><published>2010-12-17T14:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T14:15:15.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas spirit...</title><content type='html'>...is trying to hide itself from the Christmas chaos claiming all territory right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;XD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"ah!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I feed and spirit the town I work in, I am finding myself trying to keep &lt;i&gt;smiles on strangers faces&lt;/i&gt; while I muster my own with all my might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the big guy at work is falling into "Grinch" mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some moral support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any help out there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Chell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4994863759264719313?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4994863759264719313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4994863759264719313&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TQSV8XKxY-I/AAAAAAAABk8/2SAQaVo2Zjc/s1600/chillywilly-761165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TQSV8XKxY-I/AAAAAAAABk8/2SAQaVo2Zjc/s320/chillywilly-761165.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549725505071178722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...at 3 something in the morning, covered with wet snow...&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;BOOO!!!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Hhmmph...I might be a bit of a grinch about all this winter weather...just a wee bit!&lt;p&gt;:/&lt;p&gt;Now time for sleep. Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8398651469663850948?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8398651469663850948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8398651469663850948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8398651469663850948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8398651469663850948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-roads-on-way-home.html' title='To the roads on the way home...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TQSV8XKxY-I/AAAAAAAABk8/2SAQaVo2Zjc/s72-c/chillywilly-761165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4766684577003039343</id><published>2010-12-07T10:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:00:37.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My very cold looking lake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TP5ZwJRdBlI/AAAAAAAABk0/wALuNJYUY0E/s1600/IMG00075-20101207-1032-735709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547970474624747090" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TP5ZwJRdBlI/AAAAAAAABk0/wALuNJYUY0E/s400/IMG00075-20101207-1032-735709.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here we are, creepin into mid December, while the lakes around have no trouble showing their true winter colors. This lake is just needing a bit more time before my fresh skates edge it up! Scarf, mittens, warm fuzzy-over sized hat...here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Chell Bell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4766684577003039343?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4766684577003039343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4766684577003039343&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4766684577003039343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4766684577003039343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-very-cold-looking-lake.html' title='My very cold looking lake...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TP5ZwJRdBlI/AAAAAAAABk0/wALuNJYUY0E/s72-c/IMG00075-20101207-1032-735709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8744997424441039295</id><published>2010-12-06T04:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:42:04.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So there's this boy...</title><content type='html'>...and he just might have my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... !!!!!! ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................(I know, right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8744997424441039295?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8744997424441039295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8744997424441039295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8744997424441039295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8744997424441039295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-theres-this-boy.html' title='So there&apos;s this boy...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2552665568418191679</id><published>2010-11-18T02:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T04:36:09.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bailey and I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TOTUgVV5u6I/AAAAAAAABks/hOkYYlcOC8g/s1600/IMG00037-20101118-0210-724639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540787093522463650" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TOTUgVV5u6I/AAAAAAAABks/hOkYYlcOC8g/s320/IMG00037-20101118-0210-724639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...are sharing some quiet time tonight. The puuurrr-fect companion after this already, super draining work week.  I feel like I've abandoned my post here on the web :( Most of my writings as of late have been done from the convenience of my phone! Just getting the minutes to sit with my lap top is like pulling teeth.  &lt;br /&gt;Well, good night to you all...I need to rest for tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2552665568418191679?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2552665568418191679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2552665568418191679&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2552665568418191679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2552665568418191679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-bailey-and-i.html' title='My Bailey and I...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TOTUgVV5u6I/AAAAAAAABks/hOkYYlcOC8g/s72-c/IMG00037-20101118-0210-724639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8452001146303955750</id><published>2010-11-09T02:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:42:24.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To another day...</title><content type='html'>...I am trying to find you.&amp;nbsp; I am the girl who travels everywhere else but to her destination...yet I keep that destination in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelings as of late have been pretty desperate and my path over grown.&amp;nbsp; I will push on.&amp;nbsp; As long as there is some give, I will move forward.&amp;nbsp; There is no use in standing at this time...I always hated waiting around anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience is a virtue...but does not encourage still thought.&amp;nbsp; I hope for you this day, I can feel it close in my soul other days...it will happen.&amp;nbsp; It will happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8452001146303955750?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8452001146303955750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8452001146303955750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8452001146303955750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8452001146303955750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-another-day.html' title='To another day...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4912018806115484738</id><published>2010-11-07T02:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:42:40.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A fave of mine from our home town celebrity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Just run away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;From these lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Back to yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Safe tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel the sun creeping up like tik tok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trying to keep you in my head but if not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;We'll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah you got me begging begging baby please don't go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;If you feel the way I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;If you leave I'm gonna find you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby please don't go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed height="200" src="http://www.directlyrics.com/player.swf?lyricsID=3681" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.directlyrics.com/mike-posner-please-dont-go-lyrics.html"&gt;Please Don't Go lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby please don't runaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;From my bed and start another day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Stay instead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel the sun creeping up like tik tok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm trying to keep you in my head but if not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;We'll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah you got me begging begging baby please don't go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Posner_%28musician%29"&gt;-Mike Posner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4912018806115484738?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4912018806115484738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4912018806115484738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4912018806115484738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4912018806115484738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/11/fave-of-mine-from-our-home-town.html' title='A fave of mine from our home town celebrity...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4665179816493252389</id><published>2010-11-07T01:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:36:15.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The things that make you go 'aawww!!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TNZI4N32NFI/AAAAAAAABkk/wz_SlmaWycU/s1600/IMG00015-20101102-1719-775117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TNZI4N32NFI/AAAAAAAABkk/wz_SlmaWycU/s320/IMG00015-20101102-1719-775117.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692922532377682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My niece and I...just a few days ago! (She looks like she&amp;#39;s pouting ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4665179816493252389?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4665179816493252389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4665179816493252389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4665179816493252389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4665179816493252389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-that-make-you-go-aawww.html' title='The things that make you go &apos;aawww!!&apos;'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TNZI4N32NFI/AAAAAAAABkk/wz_SlmaWycU/s72-c/IMG00015-20101102-1719-775117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5302225880524714748</id><published>2010-11-06T03:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:42:57.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michiganders...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TNUFgQ18fpI/AAAAAAAABkg/95O0XubygV4/s1600/stormyday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TNUFgQ18fpI/AAAAAAAABkg/95O0XubygV4/s400/stormyday2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...remember that crazy day a few weeks back when the Weather channel had pretty much half the state of Michigan on lock down?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In our forecast we were told tornadoes were highly likely &lt;b&gt;everywhere&lt;/b&gt; and that roads were flooding &lt;b&gt;every other mile&lt;/b&gt; down &lt;b&gt;every other road&lt;/b&gt; and that the wind &lt;b&gt;was blowing so hard&lt;/b&gt;, it was tearing the siding off of numerous homes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so I'm exaggerating...quite a bit...but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...this picture was taken on my way home, as I was driving through the worst of it.&amp;nbsp; Kinda eerie, but kinda pretty.&amp;nbsp; I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This slap happy self of mine is going to bed&amp;nbsp; now.&amp;nbsp; Just a few hours of sleep to call my own and then back to the bee's I go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5302225880524714748?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5302225880524714748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5302225880524714748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5302225880524714748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5302225880524714748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/11/michiganders.html' title='Michiganders...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TNUFgQ18fpI/AAAAAAAABkg/95O0XubygV4/s72-c/stormyday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-5433421191998739179</id><published>2010-11-02T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:44:44.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright peeps...check it out!!!</title><content type='html'>My brother, the yo yo-er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATWuO9ZTJvg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATWuO9ZTJvg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATWuO9ZTJvg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the shaky video...our little sister was corrected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&amp;nbsp; She did the filming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-5433421191998739179?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/5433421191998739179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=5433421191998739179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5433421191998739179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/5433421191998739179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/11/alright-peepscheck-it-out.html' title='Alright peeps...check it out!!!'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-3457766244340830</id><published>2010-11-02T00:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:20:27.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the cutest costume award goes to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TM-RjWpAmaI/AAAAAAAABkQ/knDIPgu-8rM/s1600/IMG00009-20101031-1845-727235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TM-RjWpAmaI/AAAAAAAABkQ/knDIPgu-8rM/s320/IMG00009-20101031-1845-727235.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534802503620663714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My nephew! I was able to join in on the trick or treating last night.  It was an absolute blast!  I can&amp;#39;t wait for next year when his lil sis is old enough to partake in the fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-3457766244340830?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/3457766244340830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=3457766244340830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3457766244340830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/3457766244340830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-cutest-costume-award-goes-to.html' title='And the cutest costume award goes to...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TM-RjWpAmaI/AAAAAAAABkQ/knDIPgu-8rM/s72-c/IMG00009-20101031-1845-727235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8938168381613687355</id><published>2010-10-31T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:43:09.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The things that make this girl smile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TM4ws0dtxGI/AAAAAAAABkI/mmyMlTEaSoY/s1600/IMG00013-20101031-2024-798085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534414538640573538" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TM4ws0dtxGI/AAAAAAAABkI/mmyMlTEaSoY/s320/IMG00013-20101031-2024-798085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Halloween!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8938168381613687355?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8938168381613687355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8938168381613687355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8938168381613687355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8938168381613687355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-that-makes-this-girl-smile.html' title='The things that make this girl smile...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TM4ws0dtxGI/AAAAAAAABkI/mmyMlTEaSoY/s72-c/IMG00013-20101031-2024-798085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-6236148705086039980</id><published>2010-10-27T09:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:45:08.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abortion'/><title type='text'>Maybe it is because I woke up so much earlier then I usually do...lately anyway...</title><content type='html'>...but I must say...I woke with much confusion today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's my deal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was looking through a blog I've followed for a bit now.&amp;nbsp; This really awesome person became a new mother this week (congratulations!!!) and I was lucky enough to be able to see a picture of the highly anticipated &lt;i&gt;new little person&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She's been wanting for motherhood for an extended amount of time and was finally blessed nine months ago with a positive pregnancy test.&amp;nbsp; I, in ways, felt her longing...obviously I have wanted children all my life.&amp;nbsp; Considering the results of my marriage this year...I have to sit quietly with the fact that motherhood is yet again far out of my reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway...as I looked at the photo of this new little person I looked at the hospital blanket engulfing his tiny arms and legs.&amp;nbsp; My thoughts wondered to the hospital and all the new little persons they see every month, every year.&amp;nbsp; How accustomed the staff is to all the first time mothers tears, first cries from the little one's first breath.&amp;nbsp; The first smiles from relatives as they hold the new being for the first time.&amp;nbsp; Then my thoughts wondered to the mind of the staff and how use to they are to all this.&amp;nbsp; Then my mind wondered some more to the question of:&amp;nbsp; with all this joy surrounding such an event...how is it so easy to dismiss a person's worth at the same time of another's coming into this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my avid pro-lifer mind stepped in with full force.&amp;nbsp; And now I am left again with the question of &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; How is it possible to shut out someone's life in an instant where as, at the same time, another is welcomed into the world with so much love and passion? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just not fair.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to understand the mind set, the reasons, the excuses as to why abortion and partial birth abortion would be fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's not the child raising it's hand to say good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where is that line?&amp;nbsp; How can one be so privileged and not the other?&amp;nbsp; That...that right there...that is humanity deciding human worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How scary this world will be in another 10-20 years.&amp;nbsp; We let our decisions and say rule on much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...we will have no more sanctity left for humanity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-6236148705086039980?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/6236148705086039980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=6236148705086039980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6236148705086039980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/6236148705086039980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/10/maybe-it-is-because-i-woke-up-so-much.html' title='Maybe it is because I woke up so much earlier then I usually do...lately anyway...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-8475166509524039463</id><published>2010-10-26T02:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T02:34:53.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When God gives you a few lemons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TMZ2jeoXifI/AAAAAAAABj4/yD-x3TYg8Dc/s1600/IMG00308-20101026-0221-793085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TMZ2jeoXifI/AAAAAAAABj4/yD-x3TYg8Dc/s320/IMG00308-20101026-0221-793085.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532239544161110514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...And you turn them into gold...&lt;p&gt;I would smile for this picture...but you see, I blinded myself with the one taken prior...now I know exactly how awfully bright my flash is on my BlackBerry! Ah!&lt;p&gt;This was a project, the crochet work on my head, that was abandoned so, SO long ago and I finally finished it up. I was out of work early tonight and not yet tired enough for sleep ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-8475166509524039463?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/8475166509524039463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=8475166509524039463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8475166509524039463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/8475166509524039463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-god-gives-you-few-lemons.html' title='When God gives you a few lemons...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TMZ2jeoXifI/AAAAAAAABj4/yD-x3TYg8Dc/s72-c/IMG00308-20101026-0221-793085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2234044322429537356</id><published>2010-10-18T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:17:05.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TLzjgpa91UI/AAAAAAAABjw/CRSkonyI2Qs/s1600/IMG00292-20101018-1942-725589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TLzjgpa91UI/AAAAAAAABjw/CRSkonyI2Qs/s320/IMG00292-20101018-1942-725589.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529544592518403394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Guess what these two things have in common...?&lt;p&gt;FUDGE...and oh my goodness...it is soooooooo good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2234044322429537356?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2234044322429537356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2234044322429537356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2234044322429537356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2234044322429537356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/10/mmmmmm.html' title='Mmmmmm...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TLzjgpa91UI/AAAAAAAABjw/CRSkonyI2Qs/s72-c/IMG00292-20101018-1942-725589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-4465821749418689231</id><published>2010-10-18T18:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:57:04.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini vaca photo #8...</title><content type='html'>Remember that photo of my not so white shoe from our weekend get-a-way?&amp;nbsp; This was taken on the bridge over the river.&amp;nbsp; Those four bellow are my sisters and my brother cleaning off their shoes in the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TLzOoTNBMxI/AAAAAAAABjo/gopBfQs0r40/s1600/IMG00271-20101010-1628-780348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529521634249093906" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TLzOoTNBMxI/AAAAAAAABjo/gopBfQs0r40/s320/IMG00271-20101010-1628-780348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how much fun we all had!&amp;nbsp; Much needed time away from duties and chores and all those fun hours at work!!!&amp;nbsp; Now we are prepping for Halloween...I myself do not have much to look forward to that day being that I am scheduled to close the bee's.&amp;nbsp; Yay me.... :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...how did I get stuck working it again this year???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to make up for scheduling me that day...the boss let me pick any day off after that till the end of the year.&amp;nbsp; What day did I choose?&amp;nbsp; The day after Thanksgiving!!!&amp;nbsp; Now, I've never done the wake up at 3 or 4am and hit the stores thing after the feast full day...so I decided I will try it this year.&amp;nbsp; Plus, I am always picked to open the bee's the day after...this year...I'd just rather not.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll wake up at noon and have a big slice of pumpkin pie instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm playing it by year!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have a great evening!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-4465821749418689231?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/4465821749418689231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=4465821749418689231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4465821749418689231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/4465821749418689231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/10/mini-vaca-photo-8.html' title='Mini vaca photo #8...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TLzOoTNBMxI/AAAAAAAABjo/gopBfQs0r40/s72-c/IMG00271-20101010-1628-780348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071026739860609380.post-2184925087212017941</id><published>2010-10-17T14:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:44:22.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where God found me last night...</title><content type='html'>...in the back of our restaurant with 4 fire fighters standing close...trying to figure out how to turn off an alarm...and what exactly the alarm was for...being that there was actually no fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SWEETEST DAY AT THE BEE'S!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to pick up where I left off last night now...working late!&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071026739860609380-2184925087212017941?l=misschelliebellie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/feeds/2184925087212017941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071026739860609380&amp;postID=2184925087212017941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2184925087212017941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071026739860609380/posts/default/2184925087212017941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misschelliebellie.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-god-found-me-last-night.html' title='Where God found me last night...'/><author><name>Chell...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897154366644829528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jS3UdtHE4NU/TEkaWfBmJyI/AAAAAAAABd4/Ck9dttiX9ZI/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
