<?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-686002828186364917</id><updated>2012-01-19T13:50:21.346-08:00</updated><category term='`ng th'/><category term='miyazaki'/><category term='movies'/><category term='update'/><title type='text'>JAMISON CLAN BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'>A look into our lives</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4524017802257109695</id><published>2012-01-19T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T13:50:21.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To much to take in</title><content type='html'>My baby days are over that is right. I am now fixed so i can't have anymore. It was a real hard decision . I really wanted 1 more but my health problems out weighed my decision . I am being watched for ovarian  cancer I have chronic depression S. A. D. and I can't get off my meds. . They can cause birth defects. So we decided that my health is far to important than to risk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In other news the meds are working I am focusing on getting better I have lost 30lbs growing out my hair taking better care of my self . Reading my scriptures trying to keep the house cleaner and I have energy like never before.&lt;br /&gt; Nicholas turned 6  Alexander just turned 2 next week Noah will be 9  and Lorraine will be 10 . time is sure going fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a new friend she lives in Cyprus.  She is an amazing lady with a lot of strength .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4524017802257109695?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4524017802257109695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4524017802257109695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4524017802257109695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4524017802257109695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2012/01/to-much-to-take-in.html' title='To much to take in'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6153291721702378930</id><published>2011-12-07T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T07:17:13.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>We are still doing well. Kids are doing well is school . Noah has more good days than bad days. he is in therapy. Lorraine is doing real well she is upset she is the 2nd smartest kid in the 4th grade. She is active on the safety patrol and various clubs at school. She had a solo in the church primary program  and just did a solo at the school Christmas pageant. She has amazing talent in the arts.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas is growing up so much . he is loving kindergarten .&lt;br /&gt;Alex well he is almost 2 and a handful.he  is talking in sentences and mimicking what we say. he loves to be read to and when music is on he loves to dance to it. &lt;br /&gt;we added a new member to our family last weekend. her name is Hazel nut. She is our beloved Guinea pig. . We adopted her from the local pet store. she is a joy to have and the kids love taking care of her.  Alex calls her his kitty .&lt;br /&gt; As for me I have had a  few health issues . but i am getting treated for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6153291721702378930?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6153291721702378930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6153291721702378930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6153291721702378930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6153291721702378930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/12/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-196377302131743493</id><published>2011-09-10T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:16:50.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rest of summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0FekCfJG6w/Tmwn-gvon4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/8gkla94qzug/s1600/DSCF0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0FekCfJG6w/Tmwn-gvon4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/8gkla94qzug/s320/DSCF0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650935587338231682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;daddy do they have to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOdWG8U30UU/TmwnwmsD-BI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fnmewkXF3Ws/s1600/DSCF0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOdWG8U30UU/TmwnwmsD-BI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fnmewkXF3Ws/s320/DSCF0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650935348415690770" border="0" /&gt;kids first day of school &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had emergency surgery that was not fun . I had my appendix removed and a big golf ball size cyst drained on my ovary. tha twas not fun. Healing time was awful . I had to stay upstairs in my room had to have help to and from the bathroom , showers i had to sit on a chair and have someone else wash me. Hardest part was I couldn't hold my little Alex. He is to young to understand why. I had ladies from church bring food clean house watch me and the kids.  At my 2 week follow up I healed nicely but my cysts are forming again and well i have to talk to the Dr to get my ovaries removed. I am only 31 but i don't want to jeopardize my health at this rate they can go cancerous anytime and I don't want a repeat of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is in Session Nicholas loves kindergarten . Rainey is loving 4th grade . Noah is suspended for bringing a knife to school. he thought it would be fun to shows his friends.  But other than that it is quite during the day .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-196377302131743493?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/196377302131743493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=196377302131743493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/196377302131743493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/196377302131743493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/09/rest-of-summer.html' title='rest of summer'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0FekCfJG6w/Tmwn-gvon4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/8gkla94qzug/s72-c/DSCF0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4654217433434231432</id><published>2011-08-04T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T06:23:00.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long crazy summer</title><content type='html'>2 kids were in summer school until the 21st of July. Noah to get his reading and math up. Lorraine because she wanted to learn French.  . Then we went camping in the U.P. of Michigan . It is beautiful country up there. I live only2  and half hours from the Michigan border. you cross a bridge over the river and half way across it says welcome to Michigan. Scott and I took a river boat cruise of the Pictured Rocks along the Lake Superior shore line. the rocks are the results of the ice age melting and the constant waves hitting them. you can see pirate ships and  Indian heads and various other things.  Noah was also baptized on the 10 of July . It was a long awaited event. His Birthday is in January . few days after  his birthday he injured his foot then was on crutches until the middle of March. I got pregnant morning sickness 24/7 . then we lost the baby in May. So after a short grieving  period we decided he was ready to do this and he was he was so excited.  now we are back waiting for school to start September 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4654217433434231432?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4654217433434231432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4654217433434231432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4654217433434231432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4654217433434231432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-crazy-summer.html' title='long crazy summer'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6511434177373909100</id><published>2011-06-18T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T05:30:10.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 long years  but i made it this far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A24y5qRkmU0/TfyaLXrm7xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-j3-1jnoxeA/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A24y5qRkmU0/TfyaLXrm7xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-j3-1jnoxeA/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619535955177697042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 years it has been since i stared at deaths door. I was diagnosed with cancer . It was along road to recovery both Emotionally and physically.   I still have my days when I think about it . There still are outward signs I had it.  I am so glad I survived this . I was given a wonderful husband who has been by my side for 14 years married 10 of them. wonderful children and many good friends along the way . I don't think i could of made it this far without all the love and support I have gotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6511434177373909100?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6511434177373909100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6511434177373909100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6511434177373909100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6511434177373909100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/06/11-long-years-but-i-made-it-this-far.html' title='11 long years  but i made it this far'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A24y5qRkmU0/TfyaLXrm7xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-j3-1jnoxeA/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-280459606830150981</id><published>2011-05-25T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:25:23.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity jamison</title><content type='html'>I totally lost you today may 25 . I chose to name you Serenity  because despite losing you 6 months before we were to met you I feel calm and at peace with this. I new something was wrong in the beginning someone was telling me.  It hurt at first and will for awhile but it is to happen to some of us. this will only make me stronger and appreciate what i have more each day . I don't have you and never will but i have 4 other healthy children who need me. and a husband who loves me very much.&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye sweet angel of ours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-280459606830150981?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/280459606830150981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=280459606830150981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/280459606830150981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/280459606830150981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/05/serenity-jamison.html' title='Serenity jamison'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-7718001362290526301</id><published>2011-05-23T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T08:40:58.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye sweet angel</title><content type='html'>today we found out we lost our baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-7718001362290526301?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7718001362290526301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=7718001362290526301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7718001362290526301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7718001362290526301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/05/goodbye-sweet-angel.html' title='goodbye sweet angel'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2471452613882080812</id><published>2011-04-26T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T09:53:53.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun time with Grandparents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jM7jYLct1jU/Tbb4iTAahII/AAAAAAAAAHY/ft9mflHwrYk/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jM7jYLct1jU/Tbb4iTAahII/AAAAAAAAAHY/ft9mflHwrYk/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599936454783042690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my in laws came  to Wisconsin to spend Easter with the kids. They came on Thursday and went with me to get them from school talk about suprised. Then on friday we went to the local train museum it was fun then went to dinner with them. Saturday we went bowling I let Alex help me he got a spare. then took it easy rest of the day. Went to the park with the kids.   Sunday was Easter . Alex found an egg throw it on the floor . Found his basket and tore it apart. . Then we had a nice dinner went swimming at  the hotel water was cold.  then came the hard part the goodbyes. it is so hard to see them go because we don't see each other like we did when we lived in Michigan.  We will see them again in July for a week of camping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2471452613882080812?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2471452613882080812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2471452613882080812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2471452613882080812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2471452613882080812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-time-with-grandparents.html' title='A fun time with Grandparents'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jM7jYLct1jU/Tbb4iTAahII/AAAAAAAAAHY/ft9mflHwrYk/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8893157011643506482</id><published>2011-04-09T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T04:47:36.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family will be growing again</title><content type='html'>that is right i saw two pink lines staring at me and that could only mean 1 thing I am pregnant . we are guessing around Mid December . We are real happy about it. My daughter is real happy she hopes it is a girl so do I. Nicholas wants another Brother Noah is Un decided at this time Alex doesn't really know what is  going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8893157011643506482?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8893157011643506482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8893157011643506482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8893157011643506482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8893157011643506482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-family-will-be-growing-again.html' title='My Family will be growing again'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8375769782629492113</id><published>2011-03-14T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:57:38.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adventure of Noah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8LPDY7Sso4/TX7VN6qos0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/izD1UId3MKk/s1600/100_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8LPDY7Sso4/TX7VN6qos0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/izD1UId3MKk/s320/100_2276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584135023049093954" border="0" /&gt;This is what happens when you get a &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAWOICFbIhE/TX7VGjCuVNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_qqN7h0Oh1U/s1600/100_2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAWOICFbIhE/TX7VGjCuVNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_qqN7h0Oh1U/s320/100_2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584134896448591058" border="0" /&gt;toothpick stuck in your foot and it gets infected. he is doing better stitches will be removed tomorrow after 8 weeks on crutches he can't wait to be able to walk normally. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8375769782629492113?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8375769782629492113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8375769782629492113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8375769782629492113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8375769782629492113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/03/adventure-of-noah.html' title='adventure of Noah'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8LPDY7Sso4/TX7VN6qos0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/izD1UId3MKk/s72-c/100_2276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5803063580694410683</id><published>2011-03-14T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:54:47.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CtJCrpiQKrk/TX7UresEutI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eBUPAlYKz9E/s1600/100_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CtJCrpiQKrk/TX7UresEutI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eBUPAlYKz9E/s320/100_2232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584134431423380178" border="0" /&gt;lorraine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fSb5hh6fEo/TX7UhVPmcJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Z_4_TyDYziU/s1600/100_2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fSb5hh6fEo/TX7UhVPmcJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Z_4_TyDYziU/s320/100_2228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584134257089343634" border="0" /&gt;Noah &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAVzN5Q8-8I/TX7UZSp1REI/AAAAAAAAAGw/riqvDozUBEM/s1600/100_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAVzN5Q8-8I/TX7UZSp1REI/AAAAAAAAAGw/riqvDozUBEM/s320/100_2230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584134118955107394" border="0" /&gt;Nicholas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgb48gzGU9E/TX7UQoPOQ0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BlGAT7bP3mA/s1600/100_2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgb48gzGU9E/TX7UQoPOQ0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BlGAT7bP3mA/s320/100_2204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584133970130256706" border="0" /&gt;Alexander&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5803063580694410683?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5803063580694410683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5803063580694410683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5803063580694410683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5803063580694410683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-kids.html' title='my kids'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CtJCrpiQKrk/TX7UresEutI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eBUPAlYKz9E/s72-c/100_2232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-798270769790543710</id><published>2011-03-14T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:50:47.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much has happened.</title><content type='html'>In January my Alex turned 1 he is growing up so much he is talking in short sentences always has a smile on his face  and loves to make us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Noah  turned 8 and tore ligaments in his ankle.&lt;br /&gt;February Lorraine turned 9 and Scott got another year older.&lt;br /&gt;Noah's foot wasn't healing so we went and saw a foot Dr. They did an MRI and well not good news. He needed a surgery to remove the foreign object that  was stuck in between the ankle and joint. So we had to drive 2 hours to the Children's hospital. The Dr said it looks septic and the only person who could intervene quickly was at the Children's hospital. So off we went. had surgery the next morning at 7.30 am. They removed a toothpick that was causing an infection. So 2 day stay in the hospital because of the infection they home . He has a nice looking scar and we are framing the tooth pick.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas was registered for Kindergarten and is growing up so much.&lt;br /&gt;As for me I am adjusting to Wisconsin . I have made many new friends but still miss the old. I belong to choir , a stamping club and a running club. I am getting back in shape.  I also am looking at going back to school . We will see I have other plans until August and if that plan falls through off to college i go   .&lt;br /&gt; I am also focusing on me the next few months doing things that make me happy. I have to put me first for a while. I am so used to putting my kids and husbands needs before mine i have fallen into a sad funk. I need to get out of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-798270769790543710?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/798270769790543710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=798270769790543710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/798270769790543710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/798270769790543710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-much-has-happened.html' title='so much has happened.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2515420135456167815</id><published>2010-12-28T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:24:11.571-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`ng th'/><title type='text'>A hard decison  but it was worth it</title><content type='html'>since March I have been getting emails from my mom that have been not so nice all about how much I hurt my dad with something I said to him. I thought things were going fine when my dad started talking to me again and hugged me good bye  well the drama started up again I guess in October I posted something on face book and he commented  and  I  deleted  it. He got mad about that. I told him  he didn't have permission to be leaving comments on my page and that what he said was private and next time to email it to me. Well he didn't like that one bit. So he had my mom email me some  things saying he was doing this out of love.   So I emailed her back big mistake my dad was reading her emails . I asked her if he really loved me why was I treated the way I was as a child .  Here is an example. I tried out for the School play I got a part in the choir I was excited and told my dad and he  said why did you even bother you can't sing they can't pay anybody enough to teach you and you are to fat and ugly to be on stage. . This was a constant with him So I asked my mom  why when I was growing up did  he call me fat ugly and stupid all the time.  why did she always pay attention to my sister all the time. I asked her questions I couldn't ask a few years ago they had to come out.  Well the emails got nastier and hurtful they were all bout how much I hurt my dad . I was told I couldn't call or visit  . &lt;br /&gt;that was fine with me&lt;br /&gt;Well my little brother posted something on his face book page and I took great offense to it and well my dad didn't like what I put so he basically called me stupid right on face book  so i deleated my post that got him madder so I said something I have never said to him before that set him aback I said @##% U to him. SO then he set my other brother to gang up on me by now I am being accused of tearing the family apart .  So I sent something to my brother I tell him the truth he can't take it because his head has been told so many lies. My dad then posted something  to me that I took great offense to  when I posted   I am a cancer survivor and that has made me a strong person and I will no longer let life get me down . He came back all up set and started belittling me again  I told him I am done I am sick of his games that it is ok for him to be mean to others  and accuse them of falsehoods and demand apologizes but I am not allowed to speak the truth and stand up for what I believe in I am sick of being attacked  and him using other family members face book pages ` to hide behind that is low so I told my  family good bye. I got sick of every email Melissa you are tearing the family apart you are hurting your  dad more than you will ever know or when will you  grow up and get out of your fantasy world.  Scott even spent 2 hours composing an email to my mom going line by line answering every question she asked you can tell she didn't bother to read it because 3 days later she sent another one saying she refused to talk to me and asked Scott the same questions she asked me &lt;br /&gt; you may say I am being mean and I should forgive them but I have told them I needed space and every day I keep getting emails and they kept on getting nastier and nastier .  I keep replying the situation in my mind and keep trying to do thing differently but in the end it all turns out the same, In order for me to move on and protect me I had to say good bye.  I will forgive them in my own time  they may never forgive me. That is their choice. My kids my never know their grandparents but my kids always refereed to them as they ones they didn't like they never really visited  and when we went over to see them they were to busy to see us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2515420135456167815?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2515420135456167815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2515420135456167815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2515420135456167815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2515420135456167815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/12/hard-decison-but-it-was-worth-it.html' title='A hard decison  but it was worth it'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2916015172230567029</id><published>2010-12-02T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:08:51.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November  happenings</title><content type='html'>Not a very good month for me. I am having so many health problems and gone through so many tests and they still can't can't find what is wrong. Had a pregnancy scare. I took a test and It came back positive and i waited a day to show Scott well I had him go out and get another test it came out negative so that night I went out bought 2 more and they both were negative . Don't get me wrong I would of been happy if it was really true but we are done having kids. Scott and I  can't be intimate with each other since the meds I am on  make birth control non effective and my neuro doctor said pregnancy is the last thing you need right now and after we figure out what is wrong with you you are getting fixed. we agreed to that one.  I am having personal problems. And the person I confided in put all the blame on me  after she blabbed to someone else what the problem was after she said I could trust her to keep it a secret so i lost her trust so i don't think  I can trust her again . But the good news is Christmas is almost here and I can afford to give my kids what they want and not have to go to the dollar store or rely on grandma and grandpa jamison to buy it for them. I go the doll for my daughter she wanted the legos my son wanted and toy my other son wanted. I hope by the new year they figure out what is wrong because just typing this hurts my hands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2916015172230567029?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2916015172230567029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2916015172230567029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2916015172230567029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2916015172230567029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/12/november-happenings.html' title='November  happenings'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4340270418132627059</id><published>2010-11-02T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:44:29.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ups and downs of this move</title><content type='html'>the ups&lt;br /&gt;Better paying job&lt;br /&gt;better place to raise family&lt;br /&gt;better school for kids&lt;br /&gt;love the house we are renting&lt;br /&gt;getting to know my new ward.&lt;br /&gt;I have a visiting teacher who visits&lt;br /&gt;sun rise ans sun set over the river&lt;br /&gt;kids are bussed&lt;br /&gt;more family oriented activities for kids&lt;br /&gt;park 2 blocks from my house.&lt;br /&gt;less job related stress on scott&lt;br /&gt;growing closer as a family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the downs&lt;br /&gt;renter didn't pay rent&lt;br /&gt;water was never shut off when we told them to shut it off 1200 dollar bill  later&lt;br /&gt;being lied to over and over again by a friend dumped that friend&lt;br /&gt;giving house back to the bank&lt;br /&gt;never seeing my old friends again face book only goes so far&lt;br /&gt;but in all of this i am learning to rely on my faith more and more each day  a little at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4340270418132627059?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4340270418132627059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4340270418132627059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4340270418132627059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4340270418132627059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/11/ups-and-downs-of-this-move.html' title='ups and downs of this move'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5683110965994673167</id><published>2010-09-30T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T16:39:38.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settled in</title><content type='html'>We are all unpacked and rooms are put together .  I got lost a few times but I have managed to find my way around town. I am in the choir and love it. there is a good variety of talent. Our baritone is in his 70's and he has a great voice . I am practicing the piano more I was asked if I could play and I was told to say yes.  SO I did and told them if i get list of songs before so i can practice during the week. 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It was a long drive one kid pucked all over the back seat . One cried almost the whole way  one wouldn't be quite  and one wanted to go back to the home in Michigan i will let you guess who did what. The house we are renting has a huge kitchen and I have room for everything . I have cupboards low  enough that the kids can unload the dishwasher . The cupboards are on the top and bottom the length of the wall and the dishwasher is big the fridge is a big on and I have a glass top stove. So there is plenty of room to do more baking for the kids and better made meals .&lt;br /&gt; The master bedroom has 2 walk in closets that we made one baby's  room . Our window faces the lake. The bathroom is huge it has a stained glass window  it has a double sink and a makeup counter and a dressing area . the boys room is huge the closet is another walk in so i put a dresser and their toy boxes and they plenty of room to play and i can put a desk in it. The girl has her own room off the living room she likes it . The enclosed porch is big enough or a play room  that is what it became . The dining room is separate from the living not one whole room like my old house . The washer is a commercial washer so i can wash the comforters and not have my washer unbalance . The neighborhood is real quite . I like this hous ewish I can buy it. If I could I would . I will post pictures soon . Just have to unpack more boxes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1137320228358470927?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1137320228358470927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1137320228358470927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1137320228358470927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1137320228358470927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-are-almost-settled-in.html' title='We are almost settled in'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6935855288174329688</id><published>2010-08-27T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T04:32:24.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A busy month</title><content type='html'>Beginning of the month Scott got  a job in Wisconsin.  This is a huge step up the career ladder for my Husband more money and a better job better co workers better everything. I don't have to pack or load a truck it is being paid for by his new company. First months rent and security deposit is already paid for by the company. Found a rental house on craigslist the rental agency took our application by fax we signed the lease  faxed it back. I got a house on the lake that was gutted and redid all last month so eveything is brand new in it. It is a nice place close to the schools better education for my children they care about class size and not closing schools left and right and jamming them all in 1 class room with stressed out teachers . So I have 5 days left in Michigan before I move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The only bad thing about this month is I had to put my cat to sleep she had diabetes and was old and getting arthritis i sure miss her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6935855288174329688?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6935855288174329688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6935855288174329688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6935855288174329688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6935855288174329688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy-month.html' title='A busy month'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8284133534697787392</id><published>2010-08-12T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:01:15.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun is just begining</title><content type='html'>Clean Clean and then some more then pack oh wait His company is packing it all for us all we have to do is get things ready to be packed like all the garbage  out , toys in their toy boxes and  clothes hung up and put in the dressers bed left unmade to be wrapped I hope i have enough time to get all this done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8284133534697787392?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8284133534697787392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8284133534697787392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8284133534697787392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8284133534697787392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-is-just-begining.html' title='Fun is just begining'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1125172749296960167</id><published>2010-08-06T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T09:20:20.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life has forever changed</title><content type='html'>It has happened my husband got a job that is taking us out of Michigan finally . New destination Oshkosh Wisconsin.  I have 3 weeks to clean and pack and find a new place to live . I have done this before but the difference is it has always been within the state and I found a place with in a weekend  now i have to drive almost 9 hours and spend a couple days . I can do this. It means some more money in my pocket to get our debt down and gone with in 3 years-4 years credit card wise 6 years student loan then the only debt  after that is a mortgage . here is to a better and brighter future for my family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1125172749296960167?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1125172749296960167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1125172749296960167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1125172749296960167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1125172749296960167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-has-forever-changed.html' title='Life has forever changed'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8529037418971523601</id><published>2010-07-26T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:44:46.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoyable summer days:</title><content type='html'>For the first time in a while, we had a beautiful weekend day with low humidity.  After typical Sunday activities, we all ended up outside for the better part of two to three hours.  First, the squirt guns came out, and everyone had a fun time squirting each other, and the squirt guns were small enough for the baby to get into the act without getting drenched and unhappy.  After that, the bicycles came out.  Unfortunately, one of the bicycles has a slipped chain that needs to get repaired, but other than that outside was a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the bicycles were zooming back and forth, Melissa and I made lists of the activities we need to do to make the house more saleable (if it comes to that) as well as a list of things that may come with us if/when we do finally move.  Of course, after we made the second list, I still managed to run across three items in the first two seconds that were never discussed.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in... well, forever, I'm moved out of my parents' house.  They brought the majority of my boxes from storage on Saturday.  I managed to pitch quite a few, but it still added five boxes of stuff that will hopefully be moved shortly.  It was quite a few blasts from the past, and there were a few painful decisions (I don't really *need* all those trophies I earned from fifteen-plus years ago, I remember all my accomplishments pretty easily, though it was tough to say goodbye).  Once we get the rest of it out of the house in the form of tons of not-usable boxes and some stuff to drop off to a donation center, it will finally be clean again.  Last but not least is the box of records that I am hoping to take, there's some real gems in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a busy week ahead, between trying to do a few chores before I go (such as cleaning out a car), getting haircuts and clean suits and packed bags and all that other stuff while still trying to get work done this week.  I'm fairly sure that I'm not going to have the best concentration this week, and I need to get a few long-term assignments moving so that they won't be late before the middle of next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which puts Sunday into more contrast, as the possible calm before the storm.  Playing water guns and watching the kids play was fun yet relaxing at the same time.  I don't know if this kind of simple fun will be common through the next couple months, but hopefully wherever I end up will not be a major transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, today (Monday), I have a massive headache and it feels as if my sinuses are working overtime.  Again.  I sincerely hope that I'm feeling okay when my interview(s) start(s) later this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8529037418971523601?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8529037418971523601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8529037418971523601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8529037418971523601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8529037418971523601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/enjoyable-summer-days.html' title='Enjoyable summer days:'/><author><name>Zoogz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13156664257931743108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4272290336590682536</id><published>2010-07-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T07:50:51.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>many changes to come</title><content type='html'>Scott has had about 5 companies call him for interviews. He leaves Thursday for an interview on Friday comes home for a few hours then leaves again for one on Monday . If he gets the job he really wants it is off to Wisconsin we go. He will leave for a couple months and try to find a house or house to rent within our new budget ( will be be getting alot more then we make here) . I will stay here decide what to pack and pitch try to sell and what gets stored   and what goes with him .&lt;br /&gt; We are hoping to sell the house the house on the corner of my street was on the market less then a month it has been sold.&lt;br /&gt; I am scared but relived to start this next chapter in my life. Nothing is keeping us here . His parents came over Saturday and his mom went in Noah's room and cleaned it and got mad at me because it was a mess. I didn't ask her here to clean it she just did. Then tells me I should be the one cleaning it daily . I don't think so my kid is almost 8 I told her I cleaned it before school got out and it was up to him to keep it clean.She said he has to much stuff I wanted to say it is your fault for Christmas and birthdays and other holidays you go overboard but I was a good girl. Everytime we go to visit she  will ask me if i made an appointment to get myself fixed. I know I am not done having children yet but how to explain it to them. I know it cost money to raise them. I come from a big family my parents made it work  on my dad's money the baby just graduated high school.&lt;br /&gt; I am not that close to most of my family members the on I am the closest to is leaving for college.&lt;br /&gt; I made a list of stuff to get repaired in the house it is a not so small list.&lt;br /&gt; I will update when I know more.&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4272290336590682536?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4272290336590682536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4272290336590682536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4272290336590682536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4272290336590682536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/many-changes-to-come.html' title='many changes to come'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1032353904036225685</id><published>2010-07-12T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T07:37:28.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update:</title><content type='html'>It's been summer for a couple weeks now, and a warm one it has been.  Alexander is growing quickly, and he's been wanting us to help him stand as much as possible.  He's not quite completely stable, but he's starting to get his balance.  He's also not quite able to move around yet, but it seems that it will be happening shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older kids are doing well too.  They love Rock Band when we get it out, and we've been doing it a few times lately.  I played games with Noah and with Rainey over the weekend.  Noah's favorite currently is "Monopoly - Diggin' Dinos", which he played at least three or four times over the weekend.  One was against Daddy, and Daddy had zero luck with the dice.  However, Noah was really a gracious winner to Daddy.  When Daddy was running low of money, Noah would give a couple extra dollars so that Daddy could stay in the game longer.  He did this more than a couple times, yet Daddy still lost in the end.  If only he and his sister could play as civilly, though I think it's a matter that both of them are absolutely bent on winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Rainey, we were able to get the cribbage board back out.  She's still learning the game, but she's able to make some really good plays too.  I told Rainey that we would have her learn euchre at some point, and she seemed rather excited, especially when she heard that Grandma and Grandpa like to play euchre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas is making a bit of progress with the potty training, I hope that he continues on the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the summer turns a bit cooler.  At least our yard is looking better thanks to the assistance that we'd been provided by Melissa's brother and friend, now we just need to do some deep cleaning inside and we'll have a sparkling house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1032353904036225685?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1032353904036225685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1032353904036225685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1032353904036225685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1032353904036225685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick update:'/><author><name>Zoogz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13156664257931743108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2564506559792866013</id><published>2010-05-31T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:55:10.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander is getting to be a big boy</title><content type='html'>he just rolled over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2564506559792866013?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2564506559792866013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2564506559792866013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2564506559792866013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2564506559792866013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/05/alexander-is-getting-to-be-big-boy.html' title='Alexander is getting to be a big boy'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8247231813171106883</id><published>2010-05-26T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:42:44.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficultys</title><content type='html'>There have been many ones which hurts so much is my dad and I got in a huge fight and I said something that no body would say to him or wouldn't dare and well I now longer exist in my family. I even said I was sorry and well I have had nothing but silence from him. I tried to talk to him at Easter he saw me and walked out of the room.&lt;br /&gt; My mom is constantly making excuses for him and well I have herd enough. If he wants to treat me like this so be it. He is the one missing out in the lives of his grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt; Another one is trying to mother the 4 kids. #1 is a real pistol you say something she cries or takes it the wrong way. She refuses to help out at home. thinks she can mother her brothers around to the point it ends up in a big screaming match between her and her brothers.  #2 is well better behaved he listens more and helps out when not asked . # 3 is 4 and half and still refuses to use the potty to go number 2 i have tried everything I can think of. # 4 was sleeping through the night and well is up every couple hours again.&lt;br /&gt; I am striving to keep my marriage together but sometimes I feel like I am the only one making an effort in it. I try so hard and I am worn out and just plain tired in trying real hard and getting no results for my efforts&lt;br /&gt; So if you see me and ask how I am well I am not fine I am stressed out worn out ready to burst  but holding back for the sake of my children and husband&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8247231813171106883?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8247231813171106883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8247231813171106883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8247231813171106883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8247231813171106883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/05/difficultys.html' title='Difficultys'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6800168174355719015</id><published>2010-04-02T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:15:59.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah</title><content type='html'>has been a difficult little boy to manage since he was 4. I finally broke down and had him tested. My boy has ADHD and is  on medication .  He has been on it for a week. I have seen a big difference in his behavior . He listens better and can focus for longer than  minutes. He played with his rubiks cube for over  3 hours determined to get it the way it is suppose to go . Today we took him to a grocery store no cart necessary for him he helped get the food and was putting it in the cart . before he would grab everything off the shelves play with it or he would take things and try to walk out of the store with it. I would have to pat him down.&lt;br /&gt; His school work is also better writng nicer and using more than 1 color .&lt;br /&gt; I am kicking myself for not getting him in sooner. But I am glad I did&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6800168174355719015?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6800168174355719015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6800168174355719015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6800168174355719015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6800168174355719015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/noah.html' title='Noah'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3212525758892757256</id><published>2010-04-01T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:06:00.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three years of the Detroit bus system:</title><content type='html'>Melissa and I and the family moved to the Detroit area in October 2006, so that I could follow a job.  About six months later, in March of 2007, I needed to drive from my workplace in Southfield to Taylor in order to attend a meeting for work.  Unfortunately, I was involved in a car accident where the truck behind me rear-ended me against the truck in front of me.  The bad news is that the truck behind me had a snow-plow assembly (sans snowplow) that went through our back hatch, while the truck in front of me had a ball hitch that went completely through the radiator and the condenser.  So, in essence, I was in a place that I never would go except for work and was the only vehicle damaged seriously in a three-car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being an older car, we didn't have full insurance on it.  Also, my place of work refused to cover the complete cost of fixing the vehicle, though they did give us some money.  We ended up finding a used (reconditioned) radiator and a rear hatch yanked off of a junk vehicle, and never did fix the condenser (yeah, this means no air conditioning... it's Michigan, but dang the humidity...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we pieced the vehicle back together.  At about this time, I figured that I'd check out the bus schedules to see if there was a different way to get to work.  Amazingly enough, I found a route that passed both two blocks from my house and about eight to nine from my place of employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since April of 2007, I've been riding the bus on almost a daily basis to work.  Letting Melissa keep the car has allowed her to get the kids to school, and has absolutely extended the life of our vehicle too.  I can count with one hand the number of times I've driven to work in the past six months.  I've attended Tigers and Wings games by riding the bus, and have also used the buses to hit various job interviews and even the zoo.  There are certainly inconveniences... including that zoo trip... but I really cannot complain about the service when I consider the body of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observed this three-year anniversary by taking two buses to get to work by 7AM this morning, then taking two more buses to get to Wayne State for my class.  After my class, I took one more bus, and while it dropped me off about a mile to a mile and a half away, I walked back home during an absolutely beautiful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's schedule is taking the same two buses to get to work early, then taking two Detroit buses to then pick up the Port Huron bus, to go to my parents' house for Easter weekend.  I will be covering about eighty miles for free due to my Detroit bus pass + $0.75 for a Port Huron bus fare.  Granted, it'll take me three hours, but I won't have to get stressed out over all that Friday traffic either... my laptop and a good DVD + Rifftrax is waiting for me.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3212525758892757256?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3212525758892757256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3212525758892757256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3212525758892757256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3212525758892757256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-years-of-detroit-bus-system.html' title='Three years of the Detroit bus system:'/><author><name>Zoogz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13156664257931743108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4415189056754476176</id><published>2010-03-16T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:27:16.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism</title><content type='html'>Lorraine was baptized March 14 2010.  Such a special day for her. I gave a talk and sang a song for her. Her piano teacher also gave a talk. I am so proud of my little girl in taking this step in her life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4415189056754476176?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4415189056754476176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4415189056754476176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4415189056754476176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4415189056754476176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/baptism.html' title='Baptism'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6445323188029375624</id><published>2010-03-12T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:10:31.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego Rock Band!</title><content type='html'>Today, we finally got our PS3.  And a copy of Lego Rock Band to play.  I am definitely a fan of the Rock Band genre, and thankfully our PS2 equipment is compatible with the PS3.  Noah and Nicholas were both excited about seeing it too, and we had a blast playing it and seeing all the neat and funny things that the designers put into the game.  The music is darned good too, and since Lego Rock Band was aimed towards families, the music is all very family-friendly to boot.  Overall, a terrific game that we can't wait to play again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6445323188029375624?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6445323188029375624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6445323188029375624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6445323188029375624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6445323188029375624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/lego-rock-band.html' title='Lego Rock Band!'/><author><name>Zoogz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13156664257931743108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2657988317055840165</id><published>2010-03-09T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T05:58:37.956-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Six weeks later:</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since anyone's posted here, and I wanted to put something up to tell everyone that we're still around.  We were able to make a couple of large replacements recently, a mattress and b0x springs which had been dead for a couple years now and a range that was malfunctioning.  The children have been outside now that the weather is getting nicer, and back to riding bikes.  Noah's goal for this year is to get enough practice in to ride his bike without training wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas has discovered the new daredevil inside himself lately.  He's been jumping off of anything that he can possibly climb on top of, including furniture, (bunk bed) ladders, new mattresses, etc.  He accidentally did a belly-flop into the floor a couple days ago when the couch was pulled away from the wall to clean underneath; thankfully, he didn't land on anything that could hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander is now able to sleep through most of the evening.  Melissa is able to sleep until about 3 to 4 AM in the morning, and the baby has been going to bed around 8 to 9 PM, which is a pretty solid stretch of sleeping.  Of course, this may change once he begins teething.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa has been able to get out of the house a bit more.  She was at lunch and at the movies on the weekend.  Dad and the kids were at home, both outside and inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I go, I'm still trying to make it until the end of the semester at Wayne State.  The latest class has been difficult at best.  Thankfully, spring break is coming; I have a test the week afterward, though.  Looking forward to May, and the end of the semester and beginning of (hopefully) some nice weather.  Happy late winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2657988317055840165?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2657988317055840165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2657988317055840165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2657988317055840165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2657988317055840165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/03/six-weeks-later.html' title='Six weeks later:'/><author><name>Zoogz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13156664257931743108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5539787120725594641</id><published>2010-02-02T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:08:57.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review of January</title><content type='html'>it was a busy month. The days leading up to the 18th we busy cleaning and getting ready for baby.&lt;br /&gt;Had him the 18th came home the 20th . Had a party for Noah the 23 who turned 7. Time sure does fly . it seems like yesterday they were handing me Noah. He has alot of problems right now that we are trying to work through . He also has a lot of love to offer . he is always smiling .&lt;br /&gt;I would be lost with out him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5539787120725594641?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5539787120725594641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5539787120725594641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5539787120725594641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5539787120725594641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/02/review-of-january.html' title='review of January'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3251057119911239298</id><published>2010-01-30T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T05:03:19.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my world is slowly crashing around me</title><content type='html'>last night or should I say at 2this morning as I was trying to calm a real fussy baby I realized this. I am having a hard time adjusting to this new world I have a family of 6. Everyone wants my attention and I am spreading myself thin . My daughter is nothing but attitude when I ask her for help she is like why can't you do it I didn't make the mess.  My 1st son I s to active for his own good and doesn't like to listen he finds himself in the corner daily and hates it but hasn't figured out how to stay out of the corner. My second son is in his terrible twos and he is 4 he still won't fully potty train i am hating it. I even went out and bought him his favorite toy put it on the bathroom shelf where he can see it as an incentive to earn it by pooping in the potty not his pants.&lt;br /&gt;Alexander is not doing good at sleeping at night he wants to be awake at night . I try waking him up during the day but he wants to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;My husband I don't know what is going on with him. He has been real distant since Before I had him. I got to bed myself he is to busy for me. he rather talk to his online friends or play his games. what about me. I am stuck inside all day with 4 kids and really no outlet. I am stressed out and tired.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know mother hood and being a wife were going to be like this. or at least my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3251057119911239298?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3251057119911239298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3251057119911239298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3251057119911239298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3251057119911239298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-world-is-slowly-crashing-around-me.html' title='my world is slowly crashing around me'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6705282325050516324</id><published>2010-01-25T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T05:15:38.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week old already</title><content type='html'>My little boy is a week old already time sure does fly. We are slowly adjusting to the new addition in our family. The other 3 want to hold him all the time and be around his bed when he is sleeping. I want more than 5 hours a sleep a night . Daddy has been a great help he has 2 weeks off to help me out. which has been great. I was able to catch up on sleep and clean . Something I haven't done much off. I finally get to go back to my old routine.&lt;br /&gt;I even look like I didn't have a baby . I am back to my non maternity clothes.&lt;br /&gt;ALEXANDER IS A KEEPER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6705282325050516324?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6705282325050516324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6705282325050516324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6705282325050516324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6705282325050516324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-week-old-already.html' title='1 week old already'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5937476066351669324</id><published>2010-01-15T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:40:31.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 MORE DAYS</title><content type='html'>until  my labor day. It will be here fast. I hope and pray everything will go all right. I am starting to get scared. I was induced with Rainey and that almost led to an emergency c section. I am being induced because I have had real labor contractions that don't do anything . I am still stuck at 3 and the doctor was feeling them and monitoring them and well I am one who dosen't go into full labor I stop at 3. with Noicholas I was stuck at 6 for almost 6 hours I kept telling my old dr break the water it won't by itself. Finally he listened . He cam an hour and half after that hopefully with the pitocen and breaking water I will have him by ealy afternoon. so far he might be my smallest. Ultrasound put him just at 7 lbs 12 oz at 37 and half weeks. I had my other 3 by then and they were 7 14 7 15 and 8 9&lt;br /&gt;please keep me in your thoughts and prayers I really need them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5937476066351669324?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5937476066351669324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5937476066351669324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5937476066351669324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5937476066351669324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-more-days.html' title='3 MORE DAYS'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1663456305923754013</id><published>2010-01-11T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:20:53.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more week</title><content type='html'>That is right since I am not progressing but contracting my Ob decided to induce me Next MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;So If I don't have him by Sunday night I go in Monday at 10 am to get things started . I am hoping if I need to be induced it won't be like my last 2 times it happened. The labor was painful and slow. And  I couldn't get any meds until I made it to 5 hopefully the meds work this time. I really don't want meds but I have to I have severe panic attacks and asthma attacks during labor.&lt;br /&gt;So in  7 days  Alexander will be here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1663456305923754013?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1663456305923754013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1663456305923754013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1663456305923754013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1663456305923754013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-more-week.html' title='1 more week'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5975598046993788370</id><published>2010-01-07T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:21:58.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Done</title><content type='html'>Soon He will be here it can be any day now. Everything is ready to go. all the furniture for him is put together. Dresser set up. All that is missing is him. I am to the point walking is almost impossible. But soon he will be in my arms ready to met me and the family. My daughter is so sad it is another brother she wishes she had a sister, Sometimes I wish that also for her so she can have a playmate. but she likes playing with Nicholas last night she read him a couple bed time stories she helps in alot of ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In the next 17 days yes 17 days will will meet this miracle  that had taken over my body since May&lt;br /&gt;but a miracle that was created out of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5975598046993788370?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5975598046993788370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5975598046993788370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5975598046993788370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5975598046993788370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-done.html' title='Almost Done'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3684223155018076427</id><published>2009-12-30T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:35:47.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAITING AND WAITING</title><content type='html'>It has been a long week or 2 for me. I am making progress and getting ready to have this baby. I spent Christmas eve in the hospital thinking this is it. 2 ivs later and 7 hours there I only went from 2 and a half to3 cm. I keep telling them I get stuck at this point I need help to progress my labor. They said for legal reasons they couldn't because I was only 35 weeks and 3 days . I asked If I could get something to stop the contractions they said no. They want me to go into labor Naturally . Well I don't all 3 of my kids needed help I get stuck at 3 and make no progress.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am on zofran due to me doing nothing but throw up everytime I ate something . that stuff is nasty. I was told to drink 8-10 glasses of water a day. boy am I swollen due to the point of walking is painful.. I can't get my socks or shoes on. It is winter time snow on ground what am I to do. I wear slippers and force my feet into shoes when I have to get the kids from School here is hoping this baby will come soon. I wan tto be able to walk again painfree eat with out having to take meds.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all I want to see his little face and see how beautiful he is. What my husband and I created out of our love for each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3684223155018076427?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3684223155018076427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3684223155018076427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3684223155018076427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3684223155018076427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting-and-waiting.html' title='WAITING AND WAITING'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-969530885858360722</id><published>2009-12-10T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:57:07.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My kids have grown so much</title><content type='html'>My Daughter will be 8 in February. Where does time go. Seems like yesterday I was holding for the first time. It was 24 hours after her birth I got to hold her. We almost lost her . I am grateful we didn't.  She tries to be a little mother. But she is willing to help when I need it most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My middle son will be 7 in January. I remember the  OB on call and my husband saying hurry up and have this kid before the Super bowl starts. I did 32 minutes before the first kick off.  He has brought joy and sorrow in our life. He has some problems in school and I think he has a learning disability he can hear how to do something then 5 minutes go by and he can't comprehend what was said to him.  He always has a smile on his face even when he is in trouble.  He does surprise us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby was born Dec.26 2005 . He was due the middle of January . I fell down a flight of stairs and broke my ankle and went in to labor with him. I didn't know I was in Labor until I went to sing with the choir and hit my high note. I spent Christmas Afternoon in the hospital I am still grateful for my Visiting teacher and her family who put aside their Celebration that day to take the other 2. He is the joy of our family I always thought he would be the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am sitting here in anticipation of another little boy. He has tried to come once but since bed rest he is staying put. I can't wait to hold him in my arms for the first time. He is 2 years worth of heartfelt prayers and many months of sorrow.  He holds a special place in my heart. As all my kids do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-969530885858360722?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/969530885858360722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=969530885858360722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/969530885858360722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/969530885858360722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-kids-have-grown-so-much.html' title='My kids have grown so much'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-7571066823985173767</id><published>2009-12-04T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:32:41.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to find the Christmas spirit in a hectic life</title><content type='html'>Put up your Nativity where you can see it and show the kids and watch their reaction. My little 3 year old loves to admire baby Jesus and hold it. My 6 year old loves to rearrange it to tell the story in his own words if he was there this is what he would do. My 7 year old gets tears in her eyes when she thinks of the Christmas story. Me I love to play the hymns and sing them that go along with his birth. This year I hope to be able to sing with the choir. I am hoping Alexander can wait until after the Christmas service to be born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-7571066823985173767?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7571066823985173767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=7571066823985173767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7571066823985173767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7571066823985173767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-find-christmas-spirit-in-hectic.html' title='How to find the Christmas spirit in a hectic life'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-972000745436624776</id><published>2009-11-25T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:34:34.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's offical</title><content type='html'>bed rest until I deliver my Baby. I still have contractions but not enough to do anything.Plus he is dropping . Trying to get my kids to help is a pain in the butt. I a trying to teach them responsibility and Noah gets the dumbest look on his face like what did you tell me to do and why. oh well so my house is a mess dishes haven/t been washed . Laundry is almost done thanks to my daughter .&lt;br /&gt;What I have learned from this is I need to slow down and smell the roses life is to short to pass me by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-972000745436624776?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/972000745436624776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=972000745436624776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/972000745436624776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/972000745436624776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-offical.html' title='It&apos;s offical'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8375443170411198826</id><published>2009-11-19T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:09:57.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed rest sucks</title><content type='html'>urgh here are the details. Sunday after church I started to have contractions I am only 31 weeks&lt;br /&gt;they were coming every 10 minutes and they were painful they continued throughout the night I maybe got 2 hours of sleep if I was lucky . I got up to get the kids ready for school at this point they were coming every 5 minute sand they were very painful. So called the Dr. She said go to labor and delivery. So I called Scott yes he went to work knowing this was going on. SO I called my friend she drove me and watched Nicholas. Got hooked up and monitored for 3 hours . They were registering on the monitor did a few tests. Turns out they were just very strong braxton hicks . But to be on the safe side I am on bed rest. The only things I can do is get my kids to and from school , use the bathroom. I have to rest as much as possible now.&lt;br /&gt;I a so glad for the help I am getting from the ladies at church. THey are making my family dinner and watching Nicholas for me so I can rest and not have to worry about him.&lt;br /&gt;Tv is getting boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8375443170411198826?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8375443170411198826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8375443170411198826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8375443170411198826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8375443170411198826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/11/bed-rest-sucks.html' title='Bed rest sucks'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-308409734684841186</id><published>2009-11-07T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:31:29.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0OCbSv1Oyo4/SvY7XaZ-tQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3270RzjbOxQ/s1600-h/Baby+or+Butterfinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0OCbSv1Oyo4/SvY7XaZ-tQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3270RzjbOxQ/s400/Baby+or+Butterfinger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401570076488807682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, wait a second.... she told me she was pregnant, but I found THIS EVIDENCE!!&lt;br /&gt;Click picture for full evidential details!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-308409734684841186?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/308409734684841186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=308409734684841186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/308409734684841186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/308409734684841186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-wait-second.html' title=''/><author><name>Zoogz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13156664257931743108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0OCbSv1Oyo4/SvY7XaZ-tQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3270RzjbOxQ/s72-c/Baby+or+Butterfinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-7673488005954465510</id><published>2009-11-07T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:26:17.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stretch marks galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/SvY6TG_D1QI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mddryyG0sX8/s1600-h/100_1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/SvY6TG_D1QI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mddryyG0sX8/s320/100_1283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401568903044519170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me at 30 weeks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-7673488005954465510?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7673488005954465510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=7673488005954465510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7673488005954465510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7673488005954465510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/11/stretch-marks-galore.html' title='stretch marks galore'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/SvY6TG_D1QI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mddryyG0sX8/s72-c/100_1283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6687989962315504957</id><published>2009-10-21T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:21:14.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more weeks to go</title><content type='html'>That is all I have left. According to my Dr. If she lets me go term I am looking at an almost 12 lb baby. So we are going in around 37 weeks to have our little boy.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are  I am scared this time around I don't know why. Maybe because I have 3 and they are hard to control as it is . How will life be after we introduce  the new little one in our home.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I take it one day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6687989962315504957?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6687989962315504957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6687989962315504957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6687989962315504957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6687989962315504957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-more-weeks-to-go.html' title='10 more weeks to go'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-7550483966857143037</id><published>2009-10-08T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:18:42.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess</title><content type='html'>I have created my own problems. I realize I am not the only lonely person out there. I got a phone call the other day and we talked for almost 40 minutes it felt good to talk to another adult who shares the same beliefs you do. This pregnancy has been so hard on me . I am sick and sore all the time. I am trying to keep a house clean raise 3 other kids and my husband is in school and not home all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I have offend the wrong person and I don't know where to draw the line I am at risk of losing a real close friend. I still don't understand what I did wrong but try to patch up a big mess I created last year.&lt;br /&gt;I just might tell this other friend we are done. i don't need anymore stress right now. I have come close to losing this baby I worked so hard to have . I only have 13 weeks to go and I don't think I could survive if something happened to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-7550483966857143037?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7550483966857143037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=7550483966857143037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7550483966857143037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7550483966857143037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess.html' title='i guess'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1942009089258464347</id><published>2009-10-05T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T15:58:46.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>I realized about the only friend I have is a great lady named Kim.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is my fault. Another friend reminded me what I did last year to someone else. Ever since then nobody really talks to me or wants to do things with me. I totally forgot about that. I forgave myself and asked for forgiveness .&lt;br /&gt; I understand if people don't trust me.&lt;br /&gt;why can't people let it go and let me move on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of being lonely. I guess I will go back into my shell I worked so hard to get out of when I moved here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1942009089258464347?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1942009089258464347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1942009089258464347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1942009089258464347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1942009089258464347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/10/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-7324603155279364400</id><published>2009-09-23T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:56:28.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A scary day</title><content type='html'>I got a call from the school yesterday saying Noah fell asleep we can't wake him up. I go I can't wake him the principal can't wake him. So off to the ER I go. HE is better today&lt;br /&gt; he was dehydrated to the point were his body was starting to shut down so after some fluids they sent him home and with stick orders plenty of fluids and he is to stay home today for observation.&lt;br /&gt; At least he is better&lt;br /&gt;Being a parent can get scary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-7324603155279364400?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7324603155279364400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=7324603155279364400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7324603155279364400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7324603155279364400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/scary-day.html' title='A scary day'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-291000483205943767</id><published>2009-09-17T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:54:48.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today reminds me of a chemo day</title><content type='html'>I have so much energy I don't know what to do with it. I cleaned kitchen organized cupboards , cleaned off counters mopped floor. Laundry wash dry fold put away . Bathroom , living roo dining room. I am still full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;Last time this happened I was on heavy duty steroids before and after each chemo treatment. I cleaned my parents whole house made a gourmet meal for the family .&lt;br /&gt;I guess we can call this nesting early. Saturday basement clean out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-291000483205943767?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/291000483205943767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=291000483205943767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/291000483205943767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/291000483205943767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-reminds-me-of-chemo-day.html' title='Today reminds me of a chemo day'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2401456491960776693</id><published>2009-09-15T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:04:12.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the day out</title><content type='html'>with a prayer sure sets the day right . I have more energy to do things and i am in a better mood. I also have it with my kids before they go to school. They are paying attention better and Noah is a whole different person. He is a better listener and helper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2401456491960776693?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2401456491960776693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2401456491960776693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2401456491960776693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2401456491960776693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/starting-day-out.html' title='Starting the day out'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8882662676345274925</id><published>2009-09-10T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:38:41.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so far so good</title><content type='html'>Noah is now in first grade. His behavior has gotten better over the summer and I have gotten 2 good reports from his teacher. Were as last year I got nothing but a real long complaint from his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;He has the teacher Rainey had last year and she works with the student if they are having problems she also works with the parents .&lt;br /&gt;Noah is more helpful and eager to learn . So far he is learning addition and he can read most of&lt;br /&gt;Go dog go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8882662676345274925?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8882662676345274925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8882662676345274925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8882662676345274925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8882662676345274925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-far-so-good.html' title='so far so good'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2964468296394879124</id><published>2009-09-08T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:27:47.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw the dr today</title><content type='html'>and I am measuring 23 weeks along I am only 20 so looks like another big baby . I will have another ultrasound to determine the rate he is growing everything else looks fine . All but my weight I have gained 25 pounds so far no wonder I had to get bigger maternity pants last week .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2964468296394879124?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2964468296394879124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2964468296394879124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2964468296394879124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2964468296394879124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/saw-dr-today.html' title='Saw the dr today'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2066425132687973796</id><published>2009-09-07T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:40:24.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor day weekend</title><content type='html'>Spent it at my inlaws first time we got to stay the weekend since my father in law was diagnosed good news he beat his cancer . We took the kids to several parks and had a blast with them. Came home this morning rearranged our room to make room for the baby stuff . Took the kids to another park went shopping to get rest of the school stuff and groceries. Made dinner then rocked out to Rock band rainey is getting better at guitar . It is going to be lonely during the day since kids start school tomorrow . Just Nicholas and me. I am planing on teaching him at home and get ready for Alexander to make his enterance in our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2066425132687973796?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2066425132687973796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2066425132687973796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2066425132687973796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2066425132687973796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor day weekend'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8367031495914346400</id><published>2009-09-03T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:18:21.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE FInally decided on a Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Alexander Samuel Jamison will be his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8367031495914346400?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8367031495914346400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8367031495914346400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8367031495914346400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8367031495914346400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-finally-decided-on-name.html' title='WE FInally decided on a Name'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5207070794782382872</id><published>2009-09-02T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:53:05.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT"S A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                      Boy&lt;br /&gt;name still deciding&lt;br /&gt;if you have any boy clothes I could have or borrow that would be helpful since I gave mine to a lady in my old ward who's husband was out of a job&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5207070794782382872?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5207070794782382872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5207070794782382872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5207070794782382872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5207070794782382872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/its.html' title='IT&quot;S A'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3656622429023373818</id><published>2009-09-01T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:23:45.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott's job</title><content type='html'>is SAFE He just got word that they kept the contract .&lt;br /&gt;ALSO I WILL KNOW TOMORROW if we are having a Serena or a Samuel&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the prayers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3656622429023373818?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3656622429023373818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3656622429023373818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3656622429023373818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3656622429023373818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/09/scotts-job.html' title='Scott&apos;s job'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5108391162498463390</id><published>2009-08-30T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:00:12.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bonding time with husband</title><content type='html'>I am trying to put my life and finances in order. I went to office depot and bought a desk. I di not know it would take over 3 hours to put together but it was fun. First step it took us 15 minutes to figure out why the first 2 pieces didn't fit. My fault I handed him the wrong piece but after that we did it. We were done by 1245am Sunday.&lt;br /&gt; It was fun we spent the time together and working together as a couple. Today he has been very helpful he noticed how bad the  the tub and shower was getting and he noticed that me knelling over is hard so he scrubbed that. He noticed a bad smell coming from the garbage can and saw it was growing it's own food  he scrubbed that out. He said I am sorry  I don't help out around the house that much. But hey he brings home the money works hard and goes to school then comes home and helps with the kids  He is a KEEPER.&lt;br /&gt;I also set up a budgeting system and handed SCOTT ALL MY PLASTIC here is living to being debt free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5108391162498463390?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5108391162498463390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5108391162498463390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5108391162498463390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5108391162498463390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/bonding-time-with-husband.html' title='A bonding time with husband'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8404953206453086532</id><published>2009-08-24T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:02:47.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please PRAY FOR US</title><content type='html'>SCOTT  got word today that his company lost a contract and It doesn't look good .&lt;br /&gt;He needs to keep his job or we are so screwed. This didn't come at a good time. In 4 months there will be a baby to take care of. Plus the other kids. I can't get a job  what we have saved is enough for 1 house payment if it came to that . I don't know what to do. Right now I need all the help and support I can get  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8404953206453086532?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8404953206453086532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8404953206453086532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8404953206453086532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8404953206453086532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/please-pray-for-us.html' title='Please PRAY FOR US'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6398563445264215364</id><published>2009-08-24T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:57:44.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roughing it</title><content type='html'>I got back from camping with the kids and inlaws. It was quite an eventful time.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday left my house and got to Caseville Mi about 2 pm after a couple detours. Caseville is in the thumb real small town but a somewhat nice campground. Pitched the tent and got our campsite set up. Inlaws have a nice trailer they use.  Went to the beach can go out almost 500 feet and stil the water won't come to your waist. Nicholas jumped right in and rode the waves .&lt;br /&gt;Wind was hard that night.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Inlaws had company and ingnoered us. Stuff was said to me by father in law not worth repeating just very hurtfull.&lt;br /&gt;Rain fell that night very hard.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday went to the town of Bad Axe and saw the Branch that serves Huron County and saw the Missionaries tracting downtown.&lt;br /&gt;Friday while at the laundry mat  read a guide on vacationing in Huron County found a nice resturant to eat out. Scott and I had a Date . Noah asked if he could come to I said no mom and dad haven't had a night out in a long time and they need it. Rainey chimed in THEY HAVEN"T HAD ENOUGH SEX EITHER boy was I red where she learned that one i don't know on the way to the resturant we saw a mom and baby deer , a pheasent cross the road in front of us and wild turkies in the field and a falcon stalking its prey . Also at the park across from the camp site we saw an albino squirel .  was up to 3am that night due to the campers behind us they were drunk and rude.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday  Took the kids to a really neat park I found in the vacationing guide and Mom in law came with us.  Then we took her to lunch It was fun. THat night it poured all night.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday packed up and came home.&lt;br /&gt;I am tan on my arms burned on my back from the beach it was fun. Tired from sleeping on an air mattress and getting up every 3 hours to use the bathroom had to walk to them thank goodness my campsite was a 30 -45 second walk depending on how fast I walked.&lt;br /&gt;I learned to pack slippers my feet got so swollen that i coundn't wear my sandals or flip flops so while in Bad axe found a walmart and bought a pair of slippers . THey are so nice I wore them rest of the trip and boy do they need a bath.&lt;br /&gt;For the most part I had funseeing the kids playing on the beach and enjoying theirselves . Nicholas was fun to watch he wasn't afraid to go in he jumped right in rode the wave came back up and rode more. he was mad I mad him get out after an hour in the water. They were covered each night in sand from the beach or the park.&lt;br /&gt;I would do this again in a heartbeat but with out my father in law he is such a mood killer if you are having a good time he will find a way to kill it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6398563445264215364?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6398563445264215364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6398563445264215364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6398563445264215364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6398563445264215364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/roughing-it.html' title='Roughing it'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2755442175638577043</id><published>2009-08-16T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:09:27.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting a smile on a little girls face.</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago I had a barrette in my hair. It was a purple butterfly. A little girl came up to me and said she loved it put a smile on her face and left. She is such a sweet little spirit always has a smile on her face. I taught her in nursery and helped her adjust. Her spirit lights up  my afternoon. So today I gave her my favorite barrette and put a smile on her face . It felt good to do that for her. I hope she enjoys it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2755442175638577043?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2755442175638577043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2755442175638577043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2755442175638577043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2755442175638577043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/putting-smile-on-little-girls-face.html' title='Putting a smile on a little girls face.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5368110837497283813</id><published>2009-08-16T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:04:12.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun busy weekend</title><content type='html'>My brother is in town and we are having fun playing rock band 2 and I bought the country pack so we were rocking to the country songs . We went to Henry Ford and had fun there and we pulled up carpet in Rainey's room. My Baxter peeded everywhere in the room.  SO I talked to the agancy I adopted him from . She said lock him in a room with his food and litter box for up to 30 days so he can adjust himself.  So we did that. I hope it works. Tommorow I will be packing for a weeklong vacation . I am roughing it with my kids and hubby before school starts up again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5368110837497283813?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5368110837497283813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5368110837497283813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5368110837497283813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5368110837497283813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-busy-weekend.html' title='A fun busy weekend'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-667965741515344873</id><published>2009-08-11T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:24:34.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a kicking</title><content type='html'>and an active one. Today I had a checkup and it has a heartbeat of 152 and it was kicking away the Dr and I felt it and we heard it . I think it was saying get that thing off of me.&lt;br /&gt;Ultrasound date is the 2 we are thinking pink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-667965741515344873?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/667965741515344873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=667965741515344873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/667965741515344873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/667965741515344873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-kicking.html' title='It&apos;s a kicking'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2385274910415494858</id><published>2009-08-07T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:41:46.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun date night</title><content type='html'>With everything that has been going on baby on the way , getting ready to go back to elementary school for the older 2 and college for hubby and worrying about my father in law I put my life on the back burner. I haven't taken time for me and my Hubby . So I told him this during our daily lunch email exchanges. So last night we went to the store and got Chocolate chips and made my Aunt's Famous cookies. You haven't had a good chocolate chip cookie until you tried these they are still soft and gooey and It is almost 5pm and I finished them at 10pm last night. I need an excuse to make these again any of you ladies interested in getting together  for a night out .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2385274910415494858?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2385274910415494858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2385274910415494858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2385274910415494858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2385274910415494858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-date-night.html' title='A fun date night'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8229688484699347499</id><published>2009-08-06T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:53:01.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad</title><content type='html'>is a talented man.&lt;br /&gt;He makes furniture by hand. He sees a picture he likes he can make it. He is so good that local furniture stores want him to make it for them.&lt;br /&gt;Right now he is in Roseville . His work is at Jasens Fine Furniture at 11 and gratiot.&lt;br /&gt;He has entrainment centers there. I know this because he made a surprise visit to me yesterday after he got done dropping them off.&lt;br /&gt;So far from him I have a ceder chest a dresser a jewelry box a kitchen table a changing table he even did toy boxes for my kids with there names carved in them.&lt;br /&gt; His work is on a coast guard ship in baptist churches Methodist churches basically all over the Us and in Canada .&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for a particular piece and can't find what you like he is your man. He will do it in any wood or color you want.  Drop me a line and I will give you his contact info or go to Jasens and talk to them to see the work and they take orders for it also .&lt;br /&gt;He does this out of his home.&lt;br /&gt;AND Yes he does ship it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8229688484699347499?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8229688484699347499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8229688484699347499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8229688484699347499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8229688484699347499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-dad.html' title='My dad'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-97357480805676309</id><published>2009-08-02T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T05:16:21.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My version of a mastercard commercial</title><content type='html'>Mini golfing with kids 20.00&lt;br /&gt;buying groceries for family 45.00( I love Aldis )&lt;br /&gt;using extra money to buy a game for the family to enjoy 30.00( rock band 2)&lt;br /&gt;spending the weekend with family having a blast PRICELESS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-97357480805676309?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/97357480805676309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=97357480805676309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/97357480805676309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/97357480805676309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-version-of-mastercard-commercial.html' title='My version of a mastercard commercial'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3446306735428875685</id><published>2009-07-31T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T06:17:57.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A stress free week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I love my mother in law. She has always been there for me. She is kind and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;This week I got a call Sunday night . I have the week off and I want to take your kids. I will take them one at a time. So Monday Rainey went came back Tuesday. Tuesday afternoon after dropping off Rainey she took Noah . He came home Wednesday evening. Thursday my  Sister in Law had to have her tonsils out. SO she stayed home to babysit her. Today she is getting Nicholas and bringing him home Saturday and staying to visit for rest of the day. I have been able to give my house a good scrubbing and spend time with the kids . There has been no fitting ,no arguing ect.&lt;br /&gt;There was a little but not as much. My kids needed 1 on 1 time to see that they are loved in their own way. Today I am taking Rainey and Noah miniture golfing. Then we are going to do the dreaded back to School shopping  for them and Daddy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3446306735428875685?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3446306735428875685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3446306735428875685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3446306735428875685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3446306735428875685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress-free-week.html' title='A stress free week'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4838000258525889125</id><published>2009-07-26T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:40:23.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I learened today</title><content type='html'>I so wanted to give up on my calling have my husband ask to be released from his.  Basically I have been having a real hard time the last few weeks . I have a really sassy daughter who thinks she is the boss of everyone a high maintenance son and a 3 year old who is learning bad behavior from the other 2.&lt;br /&gt;I decided this morning to go to church and sing in choir. The song we sang was Nearer my god to thee. I really thought about those words That is what I am missing in my life right now is his hand in my life. The talks were on adversity and overcoming it. Those really made me think. Everyone has trials and we all need a little push.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to be a better mother and wife to my family and spouse .&lt;br /&gt;I will not let this depression get the best of me this time around.&lt;br /&gt;He has a plan for me and I might not see it right now in this life but in the future to come.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I went to day and had my spirit really touched by music and others testimonies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4838000258525889125?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4838000258525889125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4838000258525889125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4838000258525889125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4838000258525889125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-learened-today.html' title='What I learened today'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6587553621907207460</id><published>2009-07-22T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:59:43.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masters Here I come</title><content type='html'>Scott got accepted into the Masters program at Wayne State Now  I have 3 kids I need to buy school supplies for&lt;br /&gt;His  Supervisor at work is letting him rearrange his schedule so he can attend his class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6587553621907207460?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6587553621907207460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6587553621907207460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6587553621907207460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6587553621907207460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/masters-here-i-come.html' title='Masters Here I come'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6526145153760895835</id><published>2009-07-20T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:54:46.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A busy, fun,and exshusting weekend</title><content type='html'>It started Friday morning cleaning the house top to bottom for Mother in  law's  Visit over the weekend. I even got on my hands and knees to mop the floor . I did alot of house work in one day . I usually do a couple chore a day but with the kids it needed a good scrubbing. Didn't sleep very well that night finally fell asleep around 4 in the morning got up at 730 . Made breakfast for my kids did last minute straighting. Then she came . She was watching the kids Scott and me. I had a wedding to go to.&lt;br /&gt;My Brother got married Saturday. I really don't know her that well . She made my brother happythat counts. We were told to be at the church by 330 for family pictures So we were there. they didn't get pictures started until 430 They had 1/2 to do them before the wedding . We were upset .  My mom went to light the unity candle and tripped going up the steps. Accidently blew out the candle represnting our side . The pastor went one with the ceramony with the bride still on her da'd's arm he forgot to ask who gives this women away. Then nobody told me and my little brother and his friend we had to stay after the wedding for more pictures. so we went straight to the reception.&lt;br /&gt; The reception was fun . Each table got their own cake to cut. THey had a fruit tray veggie tray and olive tray  and crakers and chhese to nibble on befor the dinner started. THe Dinner was supposed to start at 7 and didn't start until almost 8 the food was cold and to spicey for me. I was glad i took advantage of the food before the dinner. When the bride was gretting her guests her dress came unclasped and started to fall down. The music was good and sancing was fun. We had a little bit of cake left so we decorated it with stuff from our table for my brother's birthday . My siblings and I all sat at the same table with our spouses except for my littlest brother he brought his best friend he is only 17. We had a blast .&lt;br /&gt;I danced the night away with Scott i told him he better enjoy us being this close I have popped over night. Came home Around 11 pm . I didn't slepp that well. So I got up at 6 am to my cats fighting and one flying into our bedroom door. I then laye don the couch and went back to sleep . I was woken up by Scott asking what is for breakfaast we are hungry . well I went to move. And I got the most painful cramp in my leg it still hasn't went away. My mom in law left early afternnon. I finnally got a shower laid on the couch and was out unil 3 . I went to bed around 9 and got a better sleep but i am still tired. I hate getting up every couple houre to pee. oh well&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6526145153760895835?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6526145153760895835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6526145153760895835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6526145153760895835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6526145153760895835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-funand-exshusting-weekend.html' title='A busy, fun,and exshusting weekend'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4022064413012046611</id><published>2009-07-15T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:54:38.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby's Heart beat</title><content type='html'>All of us went to my appointment on Monday and we heard a nice heartbeat. 154.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared something was wrong. I always freak out at this point because my mom lost 2 babies at 12 weeks . But everything is ok&lt;br /&gt;I would of posted this monday but we got back and found out we had no phone. They sent somebody out today to repair the line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4022064413012046611?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4022064413012046611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4022064413012046611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4022064413012046611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4022064413012046611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/babys-heart-beat.html' title='baby&apos;s Heart beat'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8646438947491977598</id><published>2009-07-12T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T07:10:48.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our mini vacation</title><content type='html'>I decided Friday morning to go somewhere for the day on Saturday leave early in the morning and get home late. Our destination Cleveland Metro Park Zoo. If you haven't been there it is worth going . Admission cost for our family was 41.00, cheaper than Detroit zoo. The drive was well worth it.  A hour before the zoo we got stuck in a storm we saw the lightning and heard the thunder and the rain came down in sheets. the speed on the road was 60 but because of the rain it dropped to 20 if you were lucky. Every so far had to hit brakes to not stall out in the huge puddles that collected on the highway. Got to the zoo it was still raining hard. So we bought our tickets that included the zoo and their indoor Rain forest something I  know and  Scott thought we had to pay extra. We went into the rain forest. We were greeted by a 25 foot waterfall trees and plants that grow in the rain forest animals from different rain forests around the world. The building was 2 stories you either used the stairs elevator or climbed up a tree. Kids did the tree climbing . I did Nicholas and the elevator&lt;br /&gt;We left that and then we went back outside still raining by that time it was noon. So we found a pavilion and had our picnic lunch I brought. It finally stopped raining.&lt;br /&gt;  First exhibit in the zoo was a Persian leopard he was cute. We heard him kind of growl then meow.  So for the next few minutes Nicholas was imitating it and people thought that was cute.&lt;br /&gt;Saw some monkeys.  Saw 4 black rhinos 3 females 1 male they are huge. we saw sharks and fish( some of the fish were bigger than my kids.) from around the world, monkeys from around the world. One monkey was playing with the kids. He would follow Noah then run away and come back really fast and hit the glass were Noah and Rainey were standing this went on for about 5 minutes the kids drew a crowd even the keeper thought that was cute.  We saw a Foosa( they are mentioned in the movie Madagascar ) It looks like cat but is related to the mongoose instead. He was on the exersising wheel with his front feet and his back feet looked like they were dancing .  We also saw Reindeer wolves beavers camels and a huge collection of bears ( they have the biggest collection of any zoo).&lt;br /&gt;We saw a koala he was new so you had to be quite not to disturb him and a tree Kangaroo. We also rode the tram back to the entrance for fee.&lt;br /&gt; We stopped for dinner at a place called Steve ie B's  in woodhaven Mi . It is all you can eat pizza buffet. For dessert I had Smore Pizza It was so good I wanted more but decided not to .&lt;br /&gt;During this trip my morning sickness crept back up I was glad they had bathrooms at every area we went to. The zoo was divied itno sections. You have your African safari, Northren treck, Outback Adventures, and Primates and Aquatics.&lt;br /&gt;This trip was eorth it we create dlasting family memories.&lt;br /&gt;I will post picutures later when I get them off the camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8646438947491977598?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8646438947491977598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8646438947491977598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8646438947491977598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8646438947491977598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-mini-vacation.html' title='Our mini vacation'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8151156324196840465</id><published>2009-07-08T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:58:40.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does the baby use an Electrical cord</title><content type='html'>to eat . That is what Nicholas asked me the other day. Noah asked did I swallow a Gummi Bear whole and that is why our ultra sound picture looks like a gummi Bear a couple weeks ago. They alao ask me everyday is it time to go to the hospital yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8151156324196840465?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8151156324196840465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8151156324196840465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8151156324196840465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8151156324196840465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-baby-use-electrical-cord.html' title='Does the baby use an Electrical cord'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8833866278138106074</id><published>2009-07-03T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:35:31.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever have one of those weeks</title><content type='html'>Where everything  you do or try to do goes not according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;Monday Ripped up carpet in the boys room while cleaning it I noticed a real bad smell. One of the kids or both peed all over the carpet didn't tell me by the time I found it it soaked to the pad. So I cleaned it and then moved all the furniture my self ripped up and bound  all the carpet carried it out side. Then moved all the furniture back in place. Mind you I am 10 weeks along.&lt;br /&gt; Tuesday  Moving was a pain but I did some laundry then got yelled at by Scott for doing it myself.&lt;br /&gt; Wednesday Went to dinner with kids and did shopping with them while I wanted a nice family outing all I kept hearing was Scott don't touch that leave that alone. Sit down ect to the point where the other people were looking at me like I am a bad parent I just wanted to crawl under the table and die.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Noah decided to sneak downstairs in the freezer and eat my pop cycles. On top of that I told him earlier to leave the snacks alone and ask for food instead of sneak and hide. On top of that a jar of peanut butter was found downstairs all eaten mmm wonder who did that.&lt;br /&gt; Today  the kids are getting a kick our of Lego Star Wars for the PS2 Scott's friend gave it to us. I told them I had the movies so we watched yes the original 3  Well the first one (4) went well then comes number2(5) and all Heck broke lose they were all over the place and food was flying hands were hitting each other at one point kids were throwing each other off the couch. After they were all over . I decided to find the mysterious smell coming from the kitchen curdled milk in the sink. Yes I am behind on house work. Noah was trying to clean the living room next thing i here is crash. He was trying to get a blanket off the couch to put it where it goes and wel a bowl went flying hitting me in the arm I am ok bowl is not. Well I went to try to vacuum up the smal pieces off the rug nothing Took vacumm apart and well the belt is broken. Urgh now I have to buy a new one.&lt;br /&gt; Oh well If you read to this part here it goes. I have posted 209 posts so far. I will take stories involing kids and their antics were you just wanted to scream and hide until Tuesday.   I will read them Wednesday and pick the best one and send that person a little something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8833866278138106074?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8833866278138106074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8833866278138106074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8833866278138106074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8833866278138106074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/ever-have-one-of-those-weeks.html' title='Ever have one of those weeks'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1558135720479375215</id><published>2009-06-26T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:16:32.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Campout  with kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Scott is in Toronto for a few days. So I am home with the kids. They wanted me to set up the tent in the back yard. But due to the storm yesterday we did it inside. We got mattresses of the bed layed them in the liivng room and slept on them. We are doing it again tonight after we watch our movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1558135720479375215?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1558135720479375215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1558135720479375215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1558135720479375215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1558135720479375215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/campout-with-kids.html' title='Campout  with kids.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6394962791881156087</id><published>2009-06-24T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:47:36.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father in law update</title><content type='html'>He is real sick due to treatments for his colon cancer. He is on steroids and now he has a nasty infection they are trying to kill with antibiotics. I was supposed to go to visit my inlaws this week well I can't he doesn't want company . So to make it up to the kids  we bought them a pool even scott and i can go in it with them. Bought snack food and rented movies so when Scott leaves for Toronto we will camp out in the living room . &lt;br /&gt;Please include my father in law in your prayers he really needs them right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6394962791881156087?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6394962791881156087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6394962791881156087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6394962791881156087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6394962791881156087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/father-in-law-update.html' title='Father in law update'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3588929477876788621</id><published>2009-06-22T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:43:40.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>each time is different</title><content type='html'>When I was pregnant with my first life was good not very much morning sickness got up got to work came home and did things with out any problems.&lt;br /&gt;second time i had help from my soon to be sis in law. she got in a big fight with her mom .got kicked out so Ilet her live with me and payed her 50 bucks a week to watch a infant . I could nap when i needed to&lt;br /&gt;third one i had help of a very good visiting teacher and a park in my apartment complex that I could wear out the 2 kids and get a much needed nap&lt;br /&gt;this one major morning sickness extreme fatigue ,trying to clean a house and keep 3 kids in line&lt;br /&gt;I just want to lay down and sleep i have 3 kids not listening to me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3588929477876788621?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3588929477876788621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3588929477876788621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3588929477876788621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3588929477876788621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/each-time-is-different.html' title='each time is different'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6220699277021679288</id><published>2009-06-19T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:50:39.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you live to close to the neighbor's when</title><content type='html'>you are awoken at 1145pm by them. I could hear every word she said as she kicked her husband out of the house. She even said take the kid I don't care just get the BLEEP out of my house. then I hear more yelling and screaming then slam slam and the car leaving .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6220699277021679288?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6220699277021679288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6220699277021679288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6220699277021679288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6220699277021679288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-know-you-live-to-close-to-neighbors.html' title='You know you live to close to the neighbor&apos;s when'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5908302192504140663</id><published>2009-06-18T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:35:50.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy room</title><content type='html'>has been the source of my constant nagging towards my daughter so here we go.&lt;br /&gt;1 messy room = constant nagging&lt;br /&gt;1 trash bag 1bowl of soapy water 1 vacuum&lt;br /&gt;lots of muscle power= 1 totally clean and rearranged room  and priceless time together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working on it since 830 this morning it is finally done at 135 pm .&lt;br /&gt;One less thing for me to stress over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5908302192504140663?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5908302192504140663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5908302192504140663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5908302192504140663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5908302192504140663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/messy-room.html' title='Messy room'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8278840026567266409</id><published>2009-06-15T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:48:39.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a baby in there :)</title><content type='html'>Today I  saw my ob for the first time Dr. Mazey . I like her.&lt;br /&gt;Rainey was with me Scott took the day off of work to help out. I got an ultrasound to see if everything was fine and it was. We saw it move a bit and the heart beating .  I even have a picture of it and it looks like a teddy bear. My Official due date is January 24 2010.&lt;br /&gt;After that we hit the zoo on last time this summer.&lt;br /&gt;They went grocery shopping some more .&lt;br /&gt;Now I am home and totally exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8278840026567266409?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8278840026567266409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8278840026567266409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8278840026567266409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8278840026567266409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-baby-in-there.html' title='It&apos;s a baby in there :)'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5053299777645033925</id><published>2009-06-14T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:57:48.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord does provide</title><content type='html'>It has been a bad week last week running low on food and no money to really get it . Most of my money i am saving to pay the hospital bill is is a cd.  Well anyway I got the mail friday and well inside it was a check for a nice amount. This check was from a former employer. They did our IRA wrong and had to recalculate and pay us interest on it we are talking 4 years worth. this check allowed me to pay bills so they wouldn't be late and stock up on groceries so my family can eat.&lt;br /&gt;I have always paid tithing and worried how am i going to provide for my family but know I relize I don't need to worry I will be provided for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5053299777645033925?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5053299777645033925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5053299777645033925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5053299777645033925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5053299777645033925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/lord-does-provide.html' title='Lord does provide'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-7098900428430500609</id><published>2009-06-11T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:17:05.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Alice Cooper said</title><content type='html'>SCHOOL"S OUT FOR SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kids got final report card and here we go&lt;br /&gt;Noah after all the behavior problems we had with him this school year towards the end he mellowed out and well he moves on to First grade next year&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine she has always been the smart one and well she is going on to second grade&lt;br /&gt;here is hoping for a long fun summer with the kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-7098900428430500609?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7098900428430500609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=7098900428430500609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7098900428430500609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/7098900428430500609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-alice-cooper-said.html' title='As Alice Cooper said'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8044710495361461241</id><published>2009-06-09T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:04:00.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicholas's saying of the day</title><content type='html'>He said "Mom I wish I was pregnant "I said "why " he said "So I can be on the pregnant shows.&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching discovery health  thinking It would put him to sleep and he is watching them and learning from them. I might have a future Ob on my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8044710495361461241?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8044710495361461241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8044710495361461241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8044710495361461241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8044710495361461241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/nicholass-saying-of-day.html' title='Nicholas&apos;s saying of the day'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4544945866703980931</id><published>2009-06-05T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:24:55.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School is</title><content type='html'>almost out for my 2 kids. I don't know if I can entertain them all summer. Thank goodness their uncle is coming for part of the summer and his best friend. His best friend has 6 sisters so he likes to get away. In August I am going camping Hope i can handle it. Being around 4 months along then in a tent on an air mattress . Today they have a day off Why I don't know seems like they get 1 day a month off for teacher development day. It is only 930 in the morning and they are starting to bug me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4544945866703980931?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4544945866703980931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4544945866703980931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4544945866703980931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4544945866703980931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/school-is.html' title='School is'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5334436410356641497</id><published>2009-06-02T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:26:13.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never ending</title><content type='html'>appetite . I am eating it seems like forever . Nothing i am eating is making me full . this is the one thing I hate about being pregnant is the constant need for me to eat. but i want a healthy baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5334436410356641497?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5334436410356641497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5334436410356641497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5334436410356641497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5334436410356641497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/06/never-ending.html' title='never ending'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1089315660888339691</id><published>2009-05-30T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:19:59.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/video/embed/245"&gt;http://deseretbook.com/video/embed/245&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a video done by the mormon tabrnacle choir. It brings tears to your eyes it protrays the love of christ shown by the deeds of others. watch the vidoe closely and you will see what I mean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1089315660888339691?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1089315660888339691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1089315660888339691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1089315660888339691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1089315660888339691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-of-night.html' title='Song of the night'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5006151132885642033</id><published>2009-05-28T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:51:54.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby bump is named</title><content type='html'>Kevin. That is what Nicholas calls it. I asked him why he thinks it is a boy. He said because we are soft and squishy like your tummy I asked what are girls he said dusty&lt;br /&gt;I said call it Serena he said no I don't like that name it is the name of Sailor Moon their favorite Japaneses cartoon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5006151132885642033?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5006151132885642033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5006151132885642033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5006151132885642033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5006151132885642033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-baby-bump-is-named.html' title='My baby bump is named'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3807100589453710835</id><published>2009-05-26T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:40:20.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why me of all days</title><content type='html'>couldn't it of happened yesterday why to day when I have a list of things to do .&lt;br /&gt;got kids to school alright and back went to run some errand daughter left lunch on table my car died . Luckily I have towing coverage on  my insurance policy. I just had it in the shop Friday 280 dollars later. turns out the starter they put in there on Friday was a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;SO towed it to the mechanics shop and the mechanic was nice enough to drop it back off at my house if i brought him back. I love my mechanic i go there all the time when our van acts up .he knows we have 1 vehicle .&lt;br /&gt;Good thing the  part has a 2 year warranty so today's trouble cost me 0 dollars just alot of grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3807100589453710835?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3807100589453710835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3807100589453710835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3807100589453710835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3807100589453710835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-me-of-all-days.html' title='why me of all days'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-8031910158854667850</id><published>2009-05-25T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:02:24.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has finally happened</title><content type='html'>Rainey keeps asking me when her teeth will start falling out she is about the only one in first grade that dosen't have that cute toothless little kid smile. When not anymore she lost it today while eating popcorn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-8031910158854667850?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8031910158854667850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=8031910158854667850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8031910158854667850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/8031910158854667850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-finally-happened.html' title='It has finally happened'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4888599481881026477</id><published>2009-05-21T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:03:22.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blessings</title><content type='html'>are a good thing to have in life. when you have a bad day look around and see the many blessing you have. I have a roof over my had food on the table a husband who has a job a family who loves me. The greatest one I have is my eternal family. No matter what happens I will see them again.&lt;br /&gt;Another blessing is answers to heartfelt and tearful prayers. I have been waiting and trying for so long for our newest addition. I hope and pray everything will go alright. According to my mom It is a girl she has that feeling I am thinking so also I am constantly nauseous and the sight of food and smell of it sickens me like it did with Rainey.&lt;br /&gt;here are our names&lt;br /&gt;Girl Serena Noelle&lt;br /&gt;boy Samuel Jacob or Jacob Samuel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4888599481881026477?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4888599481881026477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4888599481881026477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4888599481881026477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4888599481881026477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/blessings.html' title='blessings'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-3548007394111421512</id><published>2009-05-19T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:07:32.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity clothes</title><content type='html'>I went through my box of them and well I need some new shirts how fun. The ones I have are stained or old and out of shape and style. I went to one web site and 135 dollars for a top I will wear a few times. I don't think so. I need some nice ones for church. Mom to mom sales here I come and salvation army here i come.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I never loaned them to my sis in law or they still would be nice looking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3548007394111421512?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3548007394111421512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3548007394111421512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3548007394111421512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3548007394111421512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/maternity-clothes.html' title='Maternity clothes'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1180840757477131614</id><published>2009-05-19T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T04:49:43.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight years today</title><content type='html'>Scott and I were married by his aunt in her church. It was a beautiful May day. Birds were singing sun was shining it was 75 degrees and I had a long heavy dress on with a corset underneath . My mom in law was concerned that it would rain that day so she talked me out of an outdoor wedding . I was kind of glad it wasn't outside due to the fact i was sweating inside in the heavy dress and all .&lt;br /&gt;Then 2 years later on May 10th my dad's birthday we were sealed in the Detroit temple.&lt;br /&gt;These last eight years have had there share of ups and downs but it has been worth the ride. So far 3 kids another on the way they are hoping for a girl so am I.&lt;br /&gt;9 moves&lt;br /&gt;1 house to sale if we need to.&lt;br /&gt;love you Scott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1180840757477131614?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1180840757477131614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1180840757477131614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1180840757477131614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1180840757477131614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/eight-years-today.html' title='Eight years today'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6397414043374166183</id><published>2009-05-18T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:50:12.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here is the fun part</title><content type='html'>Trying to find an ob in the town you live that is a good one. first ob i had for Lorraine and Noah was recommended by my regular dr . Nicholas was an easy choice he was the only 1 in the town I lived in . I look up ob' sin my insurance provider website and well I have over 200 choices  how do you choose . anybody have a good ob i could call and try to set up an appointment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-6397414043374166183?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6397414043374166183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=6397414043374166183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6397414043374166183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/6397414043374166183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-is-fun-part.html' title='here is the fun part'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4230209073611274335</id><published>2009-05-17T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:07:02.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test says it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/ShAnEm8BCJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OovmZAeExuw/s1600-h/test+was+positive+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/ShAnEm8BCJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OovmZAeExuw/s320/test+was+positive+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336808518559271058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just found out. I was wondering why I was so tired and felling nauseous the last few days and I went to put on my shorts to work out this morning and they were tight so I bought one and it says go me It finally happened my prayers have been answered. Feelings right now are scared real surprised been trying for a while know and I am happy It has happened. We told Nicholas he was going to be a big brother I wished I got a picture of his face.  Other 2 thought I was joking so I showed  Lorraine  the test since she can read. So we are praying all goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4230209073611274335?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4230209073611274335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4230209073611274335' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4230209073611274335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4230209073611274335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/test-says-it-all.html' title='Test says it all.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/ShAnEm8BCJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OovmZAeExuw/s72-c/test+was+positive+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-6656822791460667150</id><published>2009-05-16T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:25:13.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first flowers of summer</title><content type='html'>that is the title of the dance Lorraine is doing today. It is her Ballet recital according to her teacher she is a natural . Hope you enjoy for those who don't know my daughter she is in the middle  wearing glasses and a purple bow in her hair . 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What an innocent question I said I love you no matter what you do that is a mothers love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-3027616482314390320?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3027616482314390320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=3027616482314390320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3027616482314390320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/3027616482314390320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-still-love-me.html' title='Do you still love me'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-883460399560526936</id><published>2009-05-14T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:09:55.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk a day</title><content type='html'>is what I am doing. My friend and I have a goal to lose 50 pounds each by christmas. We drop the kids off and go for a walk for about a half hour. This week has been a hard one. Tuesday I was chasing Nicholas he got away from me and was heading towards Gratiot and I tripped in  the dentist parking lot and went ash fault surfing tore up my knee a good one. So walking has been a pain but I insit on doing it. Weight lose so far 2 lbs but I only been at this for a week and a half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-883460399560526936?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/883460399560526936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=883460399560526936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/883460399560526936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/883460399560526936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/walk-day.html' title='A walk a day'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-4562653704270875067</id><published>2009-05-09T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T15:21:56.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>To all you mother's in cyberspace .&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day at the zoo with the kids in the rain it was an adventure. Then they took me to lunch and my gift was a neat necklace. it is a heart with a mother lifting up a child in the center.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-4562653704270875067?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4562653704270875067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=4562653704270875067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4562653704270875067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/4562653704270875067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1705546198826975809</id><published>2009-05-06T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:19:43.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>A day that everything would work out right. Today was a bad day I fell like I could scream at the top of my lungs . Once certain child is being a pill . Causing trouble instead of taking a shower he flooded the bathroom leaked into the basement onto the tv . When dropped off at school instead of going to breakfast he went to the playground and played  Pulled down his pants and showed his butt to the class. Screamed down the hall bad words.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1705546198826975809?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1705546198826975809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1705546198826975809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1705546198826975809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1705546198826975809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/wanted.html' title='WANTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-1173467719230920973</id><published>2009-05-03T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T07:38:08.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One busy weekend plus a surprise</title><content type='html'>I planted my garden . We planted beans ,broccoli, cabbage, carrots, corn,cucumbers , green peppers, lettuce, okra, onions, peas, potatoes, sunflowers,and tomatoes. I also am ripping up my front garden and redoing the brick work . In the top half I am leaving alone I planted peony and petunias . I also ripped up the carpet in my hallway . Three more rooms My House is all hardwood floors. Here comes the surprise . I cut my hair I mean cut it.&lt;br /&gt;This is the front view it looks like i have it pulled back well scroll done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/Sf2oLmMPuiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qwfJX45rqK0/s1600-h/100_0967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/Sf2oLmMPuiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qwfJX45rqK0/s320/100_0967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331602451060472354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/Sf2oro966bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PjNmIhBOGhE/s1600-h/100_0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/Sf2oro966bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/PjNmIhBOGhE/s320/100_0968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331603001561508274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the side profile. I did it because I am sick of brushing out the knots ( no)&lt;br /&gt;I did it because it was a pain to take care of(no)&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT IN SUPPORT OF MY FATHER IN LAW . I wouldn't go totally bald been there once He might not lose his hair but I want him to know I support him no matter what. This morning I have major bed head no you can't see that picture. Here is a description rocker mohawk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-1173467719230920973?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1173467719230920973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=1173467719230920973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1173467719230920973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/1173467719230920973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-busy-weekend-plus-surprise.html' title='One busy weekend plus a surprise'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7C_ArRS_d_g/Sf2oLmMPuiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qwfJX45rqK0/s72-c/100_0967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-2667103175576262608</id><published>2009-04-29T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:47:13.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage 2 cancer</title><content type='html'>if any one dosn't know cancer is divided into 4 stages each cancer treatment is determined by the stage it is in. Well my Father in law has stage 2 meaning they caught it and it is treatable and it stayed in one spot and didn't spread.&lt;br /&gt;His course treatment is&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks daily radiation&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks daily chemo ( pill form)&lt;br /&gt;so that means we can't go to my inlaws with the kids for a while .&lt;br /&gt; Then the next thing they are checking him for is the colon cancer gene . His mom died of colon cancer when he was in his early 20's .&lt;br /&gt; If he has is then Scott needs to be checked for it and if he has it my kids need to be checked for it.&lt;br /&gt;I wish my father in law didn't have this dreadful disease .&lt;br /&gt; It is hell on earth . I  would n't wish it on my enemies.&lt;br /&gt; For my readers out there June 20th is my 9 year graduation date from chemo. I had stage 3 and half meaning it was in one central spot but spread to more than one organ . It was in my Lymph nodes my heart my lungs and my spleen . I was a month away from it going in my blood. and bones at that point  I wouldn't of made it. I am glad I did.&lt;br /&gt; I will be signing up to go back to school my degree&lt;br /&gt; Pediatric oncology( cancer nurse for children) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-2667103175576262608?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/2667103175576262608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=2667103175576262608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2667103175576262608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/2667103175576262608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/04/stage-2-cancer.html' title='Stage 2 cancer'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686002828186364917.post-5997604592079018525</id><published>2009-04-25T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:26:06.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice sunny day</title><content type='html'>it was 80 yesterday so i did some yard work. I forgot one important thing when I was out side&lt;br /&gt;SUNSCREEN. Yes I have a nice sun burn on my back you can see my shirt lime one my back and front. It is on my arms and face.&lt;br /&gt;I mowed the lawn and cleaned out the shed. I organized and washed the kids out side toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I urge all of you out there to wear sunscreen a hat and shades while outside.&lt;br /&gt;Last year I found out I am allergic to the sun. So on top of the burn I have ictcy and blotchy hives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686002828186364917-5997604592079018525?l=jamisonclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/feeds/5997604592079018525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=686002828186364917&amp;postID=5997604592079018525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5997604592079018525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686002828186364917/posts/default/5997604592079018525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamisonclan.blogspot.com/2009/04/nice-sunny-day.html' title='Nice sunny day'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16799878648406653241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
