<?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-20553767</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:42:57.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeler Cafe</title><subtitle type='html'>The daily ramblings and much needed cartharsis of a wife and mother...Mrs.~P~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8284054699203569493</id><published>2011-11-01T22:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:58:40.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a glass of milk</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh  sweet world of blogging.  where the daily prescription of a Cathartic release tickles my brain with the endless stream of crazies that I experience on a daily basis....  what better place...&lt;br /&gt;I have developed the most strangest addiction of Western Romance Novels.  I have truly read about every Kit Jackson, Dallas Jones and KiKi Kelton feme fatal rescued by the rugged lonesome cowboy...who was as it turns out the only men to know how to love them....   ohhh they are so bad,, but I need them.   whenever I hear Darcy yelling at me getting into the shower after my turn .. " Sweet Lord, Please tell me, did you shave a moose in here ?" I open my book and enter the world of rolling hills, cowboys and cokes tied to a string, chilled in a stream for that impromptu picnic....&lt;br /&gt;   side note....I have now started looking at big buckle belts..eclectic or tacky??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've developed a crazy tick lately...mostly due to crazy stress.   I have worked hard to not use mindless aimless (glorious satisfying) shopping as my go-to stress relief.  Kudos!  I thought I was doing good with my mani and pedis but *apparently that is just another way of spending:-(....so as the saying goes somethings gotta give... I've heard Darcy's suggestions...:-(.....so I guess I need something to let loose.   Amateur Kart Racing.   That just feels right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG and Bubba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG: John do you like (person)?&lt;br /&gt;Bubba: No&lt;br /&gt;GG: do you like (person)?&lt;br /&gt;Bubba: No&lt;br /&gt;GG: Do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Bubba: Can I have two candies?&lt;br /&gt;GG:; Noooo&lt;br /&gt;Bubba: I like NOBODY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8284054699203569493?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8284054699203569493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8284054699203569493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8284054699203569493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8284054699203569493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2011/11/glass-of-milk.html' title='a glass of milk'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-4759668875039216119</id><published>2010-08-15T20:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:22:21.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta and anything else I could get my hands on...</title><content type='html'>First off, before I start this entry, I need to share one thing.....I'm wearing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; Jean leggings.   Yes, i feel that they are complimentary and I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently come home from my usual jaunt down to Texas.  One big difference this year is to have Darcy come down and join me and the kids for part of it.  I went down earlier and thus the built-up of anticipation of seeing each other was there....(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; how he described it)......oh sure, I was happy to see him,  I got the kids all dolled up and I took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; extra time getting ready:-)........So there we are at BUSH INTERCONTINENTAL waiting for him to dis-embark.  (On a SIDE note....while waiting I noticed this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mexican&lt;/span&gt; teenager and what I will assume was her brother, sitting with a white Guy..20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway, she was weepy and the Guy, holding a Canadian passport was obviously on his way home....anyways they hugged FOREVER, and then she sang him some song in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt;, and then I heard him proclaim his love and that he "will come back for her!"  and then he tore himself away from her and walked straight through to security without looking back....all the time the Mexican girl sat and stared then, as the guy disappeared out of sight she yelled.."MI AMOUR".......oh man...it was AWESOME!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the crowd of passengers start walking towards us...and through the crowds, I see him...my man...wearing the WORST Hawaiian shirt , that he KNOWS I can't stand.  The guy looked like a tourist!  and as he got closer and scooped up the kids I saw the piece &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; resistance....a Re-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;useable&lt;/span&gt; grocery bag!!!!!!....SERIOUSLY?!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; that was all he could "Find"...................who uses a grocery bag as a carry-on?  At that point I was ready to yell and see if the other Guy would come back for me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since I had shaved my legs...and not for the reason Grocery-bag-carry-on Darcy was thinking for ANYMORE...we headed out for a great dinner and saw the movie.."The Other Guy"...very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keeler&lt;/span&gt; Kids Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John nearly drowned 3x..but all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; stopped to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;smell&lt;/span&gt; EVERY flower!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-4759668875039216119?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4759668875039216119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=4759668875039216119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/4759668875039216119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/4759668875039216119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/08/pasta-and-anything-else-i-could-get-my.html' title='Pasta and anything else I could get my hands on...'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8842749620268970197</id><published>2010-04-14T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:32:25.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken fried rice</title><content type='html'>Hello world, it's me ....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peggy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel terribly funny today, I could say I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel anything.....but actually I feel everything.   I feel the pressure of allergies building up behind my nose,  I feel the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scratchiness&lt;/span&gt; of my blanket sticking to my heels and I feel build up of a good cry.   Every now and then life just seems to come at me so fast and when I look around I have nothing prepared and yet it keeps coming so fast.  don't get what I'm saying?....well let me remind all of you of a little episode of "I LOVE LUCY"....obviously my encounter of this show was after buying a VHS cassette from the previously viewed bin at blockbusters...none the less, there is an episode where Lucy gets a job at a chocolate factory..her job is simple...grab the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bons&lt;/span&gt; coming down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;conveyor&lt;/span&gt; belt and package them in 6's.    Sure she handles it quite well, until she gets creative...thinking she could grab them 4 at a time...does this work?  of course not...eventually they are shooting off the end of the belt and she spends her time stuck in a growing pile of chocolate, having to eat her way out of a mess.   That's how I feel...like I'm going through life with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bons&lt;/span&gt; shooting at my head at breakneck speed, and choking on a mouthful till I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; spit dripping down my chin, trying to yell out SLOW DOWN.    You see Lucy's fault was that she tried to do it all...it worked when she did things simply...2 at a time.  That's my fault people.  I choose to have kids, and stay home...and now I want it all...a prestigious career, bigger house, big-arse Truck....but I can't.  I realized that today.  My first role is being a mother 24-7.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to share raising my kids with someone else...I want to do it.  I want it all...in being my kids mother.   My time will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends who had to listen to my rants about wanting to move and not shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;costco&lt;/span&gt; and driving my cracked windshield van..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sorry for being too focused on it "ALL" and not taking it 2 kids at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8842749620268970197?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8842749620268970197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8842749620268970197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8842749620268970197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8842749620268970197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/04/chicken-fried-rice.html' title='Chicken fried rice'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-1518426276610613623</id><published>2010-04-11T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:54:36.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>smoked cheese and peach paninni</title><content type='html'>Hello.....another weekend finished and I am still not losing any weight.  I mean don't get me wrong, I think I have a pretty healthy self image, but someday I'd like to know if my belly button is an in-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; or an out-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;....   &lt;br /&gt;I was with a bunch of people for a function today and I guess in the chaos I forgot to zip up...not a big deal right....unless bellowing across the room, so everyone can hear is " hey Peggy you afraid of heights?"....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;?  what am I ? 14!    Although it did bring back memories of when I was a stunning teenager at my first office job.  I had carefully planned out a beautiful hand woven wool sweater, with a black bell mini skirt..opaque tights and simple black flats... it was beautiful.  while I was work I was delivering the morning reports to each office...as I moved down the hallway, I had someone yell "Peggy, You cold in here?"  to which I replied "oh no...I have this warm sweater...its so thick."  and then again someone else.."Peggy...cold breeze in here?"...me same response.  Wasn't until I walked back to my desk that my boss said.."Peggy here are files to put away...oh and pull your skirt out of your ass" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ohhh&lt;/span&gt; I wish that wasn't the only time I mooned people....&lt;br /&gt;I am off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GG's&lt;/span&gt; Kindergarten class tomorrow to do a lesson on music......I will be wearing yoga pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;KeelerKid&lt;/span&gt; Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; is singing O Canada constantly&lt;br /&gt;John is finally eating carrots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-1518426276610613623?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1518426276610613623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=1518426276610613623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1518426276610613623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1518426276610613623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/04/smoked-cheese-and-peach-paninni.html' title='smoked cheese and peach paninni'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8721381681995587154</id><published>2010-04-03T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:01:09.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamburgers</title><content type='html'>I really should admit that I am a hypochondriac.  However I don't think I am quite as bad.  For the last two days I have at random times been raising my left arm....Darcy has picked up on this and asked what are you doing?....well I could lie.....but the truth is i am checking to see if I am having the warning signs of a heart attack.  Now where would I get a crazy idea like that....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sheryl&lt;/span&gt;.  Normally I would have shunned a person for putting such thoughts in my head, however &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of a few misplaced words about her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;...we can just call it even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new fear.  I think I have a fear of wind.  I get really nervous listening to the howling and if I EVER see garbage swirling around..........not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the park today to attempt flying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GG's&lt;/span&gt; kite that she got for her birthday.  it is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tinkerbell&lt;/span&gt; one and on a side note, the manufacturer took the time to add &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cleavage&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ssssssss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it was a nice windy day (for others...) and off we tried to get this thing in the air.   after a few attempts by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;, I decided to give it a try......well a short run, strong gust and a little bladder issue (2 kids people!!) it took off into the sky....we had her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; twenty meters high sailing in the breeze....and might I add...from my angle...they were real* and spectacular*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;KeelerKid&lt;/span&gt; Update&lt;br /&gt;Johns feet fit nothing but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;paperbags&lt;/span&gt; and a rubber band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; *Loves GOD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; Much!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8721381681995587154?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8721381681995587154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8721381681995587154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8721381681995587154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8721381681995587154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/04/hamburgers.html' title='Hamburgers'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-5480591718866487779</id><published>2010-03-28T22:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:15:47.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>roasted chicken</title><content type='html'>oh sweet blog, I have neglected thee for a fort night.......as you may have noticed I have been downing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Victorian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;literature&lt;/span&gt; lately.   I love it frankly, oh sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Twillight&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tantalizing&lt;/span&gt; but my first love will always be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt; in the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century.   I love how everyone goes for a "stroll" and how all meals are described as eating "cold meats"  now a days I guess it would be like a walk in the mall while double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fisting&lt;/span&gt; a ham sandwich and a diet coke.....which is yet another love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided while I gave up on my dream of owning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; denim leggings and decided to get a simple black pair.  I went where no curvy women over 30 should go...Le Chateau.  Why do I do it?  because who does not want to look like a retro-80's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hoochie&lt;/span&gt; mama?   I ended up finding a pair in what I assumed was my size..(I have a very STRICT no try-on policy while in public).  anyways when I took them to the till to pay, the cashier lady asks me:&lt;br /&gt;C: was anyone helping you with this?&lt;br /&gt;P: (no, but I like to give someone a break) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;..Her.&lt;br /&gt;C:  you aware these are a large?&lt;br /&gt;P: yes (WHAT??)&lt;br /&gt;C: they are meant to wear under long tops&lt;br /&gt;P: are you saying i have a large ass...(polite laugh)&lt;br /&gt;C: so is that all for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;.....you know what? who cares! I wore those leggings today and I looked great, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; found they did look better under my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;babydoll&lt;/span&gt; dress....but if I wanted to I would have worn it with a bolero....you know the kind they sell at Le Chateau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Keeler&lt;/span&gt; Kids Update&lt;br /&gt;I am a fan of scripts...so here is yet another one:&lt;br /&gt;Peggy: (yelling at Darcy as we leave the house..)&lt;br /&gt;John: Momma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dats&lt;/span&gt; rude......say sorry&lt;br /&gt;P: Sorry John&lt;br /&gt;J: no no John, sorry Daddy&lt;br /&gt;P: Sorry Dad&lt;br /&gt;J: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dats&lt;/span&gt; not good, bad listening...you gonna get time out!....go in van, I watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thomas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-5480591718866487779?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5480591718866487779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=5480591718866487779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5480591718866487779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5480591718866487779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/roasted-chicken.html' title='roasted chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8951838772555578335</id><published>2010-03-06T22:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:32:29.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peppercorn crusted salmon</title><content type='html'>Yes people I'll live.......I am now getting over one of the most painful bouts of strep throat anyone has ever known....and I dare someone to prove me wrong! Honestly I have never felt that kind of pain in my life. At one point I was perched up in bed with a towel to help me NOT swallow.....I think I have scar tissue.......possibly something precancerous.&lt;br /&gt;I dare say that I am not one for small talk...especially when my throat is burning...yesterday at the skate-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thon&lt;/span&gt; I knew I was gonna pay. I didn't want to tell everyone I had a sore throat...cause honestly..those words gave no justice to the pain. I tried sticking with one word answers and the ever popular "smile-tilt head-nod."....this sufficed for most people but there is always that one lady...you know....that one who has to "get to know you" kind....well she was working me over for conversations and I new that not only will it hurt once I say something, but I have a mouth full of bacteria.....yes...bactaria.... well at this point she was asking for it.....litterally....so finally I said "I'll just take a large hot chocolate no whip cream"......turns out in my painkiller state I ended up in the line for the cafe....that also explains why no one commented on the drooling, I guess I just looked hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note today I think I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hotflash&lt;/span&gt;...thinking menopause...but then again don't you have to be old for that?...like 37?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often wondered what life would be like in my 50s....and I can tell you now if "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Markville&lt;/span&gt; road" is in the equation I will not be happy! I like to imagine myself in white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;capri&lt;/span&gt; with semi-sensible shoes....possible a yellow top and out on a golf course. By then I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;darcy&lt;/span&gt; and I would speak to each other in half sentences with random facial gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;KeelerKid&lt;/span&gt; update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John tried to solve his constipation with both 'hands'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; has asked me to buy her an app for her birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8951838772555578335?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8951838772555578335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8951838772555578335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8951838772555578335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8951838772555578335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/peppercorn-crusted-salmon.html' title='Peppercorn crusted salmon'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8165340746599642079</id><published>2010-03-02T22:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:33:45.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ham steak and Ceaser salad</title><content type='html'>I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know where the time goes, and really I cant mark it by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remembering&lt;/span&gt; the things I have ackomplished....friday...what was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;...oh right sat in chair yelling at kids drinking coffee..or was that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;...and wednesday...tuesday.......oh forget it I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; better by picturing my outfits.....&lt;br /&gt;So time has passed and I have all these really great plans for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GG's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party...first I'm going to hand make every invitation, and then I will create ribbon and lace boxes for favours and then I will roll and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;emboss&lt;/span&gt; fondant to create a three layer birthday cake.....REALITY....I bought the invitations tonight at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dollarama&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; getting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lollypop&lt;/span&gt; and I am getting cupcakes.   You know what the worse part is i feel guilty...guilty that the internal Peggy has once again set the bar too high for external Peggy and now I feel like US men's hockey team...LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to pressure myself to the point of anxiety attacks over using off-the-rack invitations...why?  because I am a stay-at-home mom.   I have nothing else sometimes to measure success..."oh Peggy Is this Italian lace."..."why, Yes it is"...."Where do you find the time"...." ha ha ha I have it all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; out here in my 3-point Time management program, which by the way, has just been purchased by Paramount.  I hear that Victoria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Beckham&lt;/span&gt; will play me..."     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I have to let go of my dream of owning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt;-denim leggings....mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they don't seem to be sold in my size......I guess that's a hint I should take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;KeelerKids&lt;/span&gt; Update&lt;br /&gt;John is allergic to something in our backyard.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; felt that since I have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt;, we should get one for John and one for her...that would be better for mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8165340746599642079?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8165340746599642079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8165340746599642079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8165340746599642079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8165340746599642079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/ham-steak-and-ceaser-salad.html' title='Ham steak and Ceaser salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-2001512033306318814</id><published>2010-02-22T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:25:14.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Dogs and Salad</title><content type='html'>Honestly....if this lap top was a piece of paper I would have crumpled it up and chucked it against the wall.   Sometimes my own thoughts annoy me and to think about writing them down makes me cringe....so I will spend my time in the second half of my structure and tell the story there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeelerKid Update&lt;br /&gt;GG: I love you John&lt;br /&gt;John:  I love u Gorgina&lt;br /&gt;GG: Do you miss me when Im at school?&lt;br /&gt;John: I sad&lt;br /&gt;GG: Are you Sad john?&lt;br /&gt;John: uh uh, I Sad...&lt;br /&gt;GG: When Im at school you are in my heart..when I am working at school&lt;br /&gt;John: mmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;GG; I do important work at school&lt;br /&gt;John: I work too&lt;br /&gt;GG: No John...I do important work, your work is silly, but I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-2001512033306318814?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2001512033306318814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=2001512033306318814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2001512033306318814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2001512033306318814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/hot-dogs-and-salad.html' title='Hot Dogs and Salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8185494209116251217</id><published>2010-02-19T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:10:56.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sole n Potato</title><content type='html'>Sooooo  This was the conversation that I had with Darcy tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: I cant take my hair any more, did you tell Noely I want to cut it off?&lt;br /&gt;D: No&lt;br /&gt;P: why Not?&lt;br /&gt;D:  You should have long hair, go for the change&lt;br /&gt;P: But I'll look like a bum, my short hair makes me feel "put-together"&lt;br /&gt;D sure..&lt;br /&gt;P: you WANT me to have Long hair, dont you...&lt;br /&gt;D: I want you to be happy...whatever&lt;br /&gt;P: So you don't care?&lt;br /&gt;D: I care that this ends&lt;br /&gt;P: I thought my short hair made me look HOT&lt;br /&gt;D: HOT?&lt;br /&gt;P: you disagree?&lt;br /&gt;D:  Sure...your short hair looks HOT&lt;br /&gt;P: LIAR!...and STOP wearing white t-shirts around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunatly for Darcy, My devotions this week have centred around 1 COR 7, so he is more tollerating of my self-depricating rants.  Why am I so hard on myself?  I often contributed my angst as a teenager due to the fact that I am NOT comfortable around teenagers, thus self-resentment.  But what is my excuse now?  Brunettes...Big boobs?  Neither of these arguments are true...sigh...  the other day  I had a moment of self-loathing, thinking "why can't you get the house organized and clean"  "you suck".."what do you DO ALL DAY?"  then I thought NO..I REBUKE you DEVIL!!!  and then you know what?  I feel worse...cause in that moment I realize I have been talking out loud with gestures...and I have been standing in the line up at shoppers and people are starring at me....so now I have to fake cough and pretend to stretch.... What's there left for me to do but laugh....I can't be the only arm waving, muttering-to-herself mom out there..RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeelerKid Updates&lt;br /&gt;John informed me that he was proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8185494209116251217?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8185494209116251217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8185494209116251217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8185494209116251217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8185494209116251217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/sole-n-potato.html' title='Sole n Potato'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-3630260744418886331</id><published>2010-02-18T19:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:38:53.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meatballs with rice</title><content type='html'>Today was a long Day.....This morning started with John pokeing me in the head asking where was the iphone,  my customary answer "batteries dead".  This gave me a minute of silence until he was holding his shirt up asking me to rub his belly...&lt;br /&gt;Once I finally got the kids downstairs for breakfast I started making Pancakes, to which GG asks..."Is there yougurt in them?"...nooooooo (yesssssss).  Then trying to get in the van I then informed them the video machine is "broken". .... I realized something today people...I am advid user of FICTIONAL PARENTING.  I lie to my kids, all day, I lie to myself....(its Normal to eat 3 Revellos in one sitting) and I lie to Darcy...(it was FREE!...after shipping and handelling and taxes and the $50 I spent buying the other item that gave me the second item for FREE!!)&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do it?  Laziness  or possibly a large feeling of superiority.  Mostly it saves me from the insane conversations that have to follow the truth,  like " the iphone is not a tool of world domination John, it is a way for Mommy to keep up on tweets, facebook statuses and look really important in social situations"..... or...."Darcy, I hear you, it is not normal to buy Tuna in a jar for $12...especially when everyone says the same fish ends up in a can for a fraction of the cost"   either way both conversation move to the same point...crying whinning and general finger pointing about personal fashion choices...I sometimes just want to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I also regestered John for Preschool.  As I filled out the forms...all the while John clinging to my leg for dear life....I heard 3..yes 3 parents make some version of the following comment....."My kid is very brilliant, will you accept her early?"..."If my kid shows himself to be brilliant will you progress them quickly?"   I don't get it,  why do parents have to speak like that?  I tell you it is the brats who stare you down with a fist saying "NO, YOU DO IT"  have the parents who think they are geniuses.  Anytime I see a kid in the corner of the room trying to wedge a piece of leggo up their nose...I think...Now there is a kid who has potential.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways when it comes to John, I am not deluded, who knows where he is intellectually,  I mean just last week he still hadn't fixed the glitches in firefox...so what good is that to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go...my computer broke....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeelerKid Update&lt;br /&gt;GG is demanding to dress herself...I can't handle this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-3630260744418886331?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3630260744418886331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=3630260744418886331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3630260744418886331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3630260744418886331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/meatballs-with-rice.html' title='Meatballs with rice'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-3875662748691931415</id><published>2010-02-17T18:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:43:18.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sausage Mc Muffin</title><content type='html'>I am officially re-opening THIS blog.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day,,,,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;indulged&lt;/span&gt; in a bubble bath last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;, which meant that washing my hair was left for another day.  Not sure that was the best idea as when I woke up this morning I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; thought.."when did I apply Vaseline?".   This reminds me of when I had Pink streaks in my hair that fade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; quickly and so I  washed my hair as little as possible  opting for the powder-dry shampoo method mid washings...I don't really think THAT worked, as Darcy said he did know if I was depressed or to offer me "cup of coffee and a good meal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So John and Glads are off to Malaysia, which means I have some Lists to write.  As far as I am concerned you can keep your Coach (tacky teenager couture), Louis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vuitton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt;.  I have one request...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Burke&lt;/span&gt;.   I really need one.  It will go with my fashion requirements of my mid 30s.  and not to be uneconomical it will also carry into my 40's when I will start wearing sweater sets and smart trousers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KeelerKid&lt;/span&gt; Updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny watching John turn into the "annoying" younger brother.  The other day he tooted and it Made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; mad cause it stank...to which John replied " It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jazi&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-3875662748691931415?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3875662748691931415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=3875662748691931415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3875662748691931415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3875662748691931415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/sausage-mc-muffin.html' title='Sausage Mc Muffin'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-7626074794365678493</id><published>2009-11-15T21:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:14:12.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New awakening</title><content type='html'>Fast forward to now...GG is 4 and John is 2.  And I need to blog just to keep up with the awesome wit my son has and the deep thoughts that my daughter ponders.&lt;br /&gt;Just today while I brought my little guy a chocolate cookie, he proceeds to tell me.."ahhh mom, dank you, don'd mind I do!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-7626074794365678493?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7626074794365678493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=7626074794365678493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7626074794365678493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7626074794365678493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-awakening.html' title='A New awakening'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-1091379774551357344</id><published>2007-08-27T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:51:34.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crackers and Cheese</title><content type='html'>Well GG kept us up last nite with a Fever.  I am so sleep deprived right now that I'm not sure how long I can make this entry.   I get so uncomfortable when the kids are sick and I also lose any thoughts of getting things done around the house.  fortunately keeping her doped up on tylenol is breaking the fever, and keeping her satisfied with lounging on the couch and watching cartoons.  I am hoping that she is only breaking Molars and not a virus.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is John's dedication at our church and I have so much to do and as fore-mentioned today is a write off.  Ohhhh how I long for the day when I could read a book in the afternoon and relax with an Ice-tea.   I guess I'll have to save that for retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG and JJ update&lt;br /&gt;GG can sing the alphabet song now and JJ is sleeping less during the day:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-1091379774551357344?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1091379774551357344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=1091379774551357344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1091379774551357344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1091379774551357344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/08/crackers-and-cheese.html' title='Crackers and Cheese'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-5383164568168738033</id><published>2007-08-21T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:36:34.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken and Cashews</title><content type='html'>Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; I went shopping for the flower girl dress for my cousin's wedding.  she is part &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt;, so we were at an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt; mall looking for a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt; dress.  They are truly cute!  The weekend before the wedding is Baby John's dedication and Darcy's dad and wife are flying out for it.  I am excited to have them here with us....I do enjoy their visits.&lt;br /&gt;So I think the baby blues are really starting to kick in with me now...with Georgie I got them around the 6 month mark and now I can really feel the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; of emotions.  John is 3 months, so I guess it is earlier.  I don't feel the overwhelming failure feelings like before, but I feel super helpless...odd how I can talk about it and know it is related to hormones...but at times it feels very real.  I feel helpless in achieving my gaols for the day and at times even the hour...everything seems so overwhelming and I can't seem to figure out how to begin tackling basic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; like housework or tasks for the family.  I feel so much like everything is on my shoulders and I am alone....again I know the baby blues...but it feels so real.    We poor women go through so much when giving birth, that is why it is so important to have the support of other women during this time...let's face it...our husbands have no idea...great intentions...but NO idea:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; update&lt;br /&gt;   Georgie is talking so much now, I find myself getting caught in the No-Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;arguments&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; is getting giggles now...too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-5383164568168738033?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5383164568168738033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=5383164568168738033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5383164568168738033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5383164568168738033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/08/chicken-and-cashews.html' title='Chicken and Cashews'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-241240217229313091</id><published>2007-08-17T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T09:05:19.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mc D's Happy Meal</title><content type='html'>So feeling less soap-box-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; today.  I have a family wedding coming up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; and due to mass amounts of weight that I lose with the babies, I now fit back into a dress I had made for me 10 years ago...now that in itself makes me want to wear it, however some of you may be wondering...can it be back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in style&lt;/span&gt;?  yes,  you see it seems fashion has done the 10 year turn around and I actually saw dresses of this style back in the stores...I am super excited.  Now I must find the shoes...to which fall pumps are out now, thus I must rummage through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clearance&lt;/span&gt; sales to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sandals&lt;/span&gt;.  too much stress with two kids!&lt;br /&gt;Darcy and I have all these major purchases right now, that we have been *saving* for, and it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; feeling like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  These purchases include a new 07' Mazda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mx&lt;/span&gt;3, 2 Leather sofa sets, Dining table, kitchen table, New fluffy bed mattress, carpet for stairs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;landscaping&lt;/span&gt;, computer desk and entertainment unit.  Crazy eh?  It is actually stressing me out spending this much money because I want stuff to last...and who knows if I'll still like it in my 40's.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to living large!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;(John Junior!)&lt;br /&gt;I found them playing together for the first time today...without mom coaxing.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; was teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; patty-cake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-241240217229313091?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/241240217229313091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=241240217229313091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/241240217229313091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/241240217229313091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/08/mc-ds-happy-meal.html' title='Mc D&apos;s Happy Meal'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-3810039713070727742</id><published>2007-08-16T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:18:40.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi</title><content type='html'>I admit it...I don't exactly tell my Doctor everything.  You know franckly, I hate the "must-do and Only-do" attitude of raising infants.  Not every kid can be raised the same way, and often us moms who use our hearts and heads with our kids and not the "books" get repremanded for being bad moms.  My kid is on formula and sleeps on his tummy....he also is very healthy, normal skin and was noted by the doctor for showing signs of above average alertness.  The other day my friend was reprimanded because her 2 year old still uses a pacifier...what people don't know is that if the mom took away the pacifier he would continually suck his thumb...which is worse as sores can appear in the skin due to the saliva.   Ladies let's stop judging each other, cause chances are someone is going to judge you worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant over....(still hormonal)....My dad is off to Nigeria again.  I hate it when he goes over there.  He is an Oil man in an oppressed society...sometimes I think he should dress as an arab, then the criminals will leave him alone:-)  But seriously it is so bad there, he has an armed guard cavalcade from the airport and then has to use a helicopter to and from the sites.  crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well GG is beside me wanting to know why she isn't playing elmo online.......nothing is mine any more...........(but it's worth it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-3810039713070727742?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3810039713070727742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=3810039713070727742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3810039713070727742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3810039713070727742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/08/sushi.html' title='sushi'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-7233612777808322504</id><published>2007-08-09T09:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T09:12:35.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Salad</title><content type='html'>I give up....I think my home is going to look like a frat house forever.  Mostly I find myself in denial, while I go to bed with a completely different picture in my head of how the house is.   So all company has left and it is back to just me and the kids during the day....and of course CBC Patty...who is sometimes referred to by GG as Tia. (uncanny resemblance to Amy!).&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had my Costco shopping to do, to which I set up my Video ipod to DORA cartoons for GG to watch in the cart while I get my list done.  Sometimes, I think, "Man I am teaching her to have no self-control"  and then I see another mom yelling at her toddler as he bee-lines down the freezer aisle with an unpaid book......worth it!   I have started working out today....first time since the baby...and YIKES!  Ladies what happens to our ab muscles?  I think they were pushed out with the babies.  Well, better check on the kids....now where did I last see them:-)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-7233612777808322504?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7233612777808322504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=7233612777808322504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7233612777808322504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7233612777808322504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/08/chicken-salad.html' title='Chicken Salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-7404465091863802110</id><published>2007-08-07T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T09:18:37.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SESSIONS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/RsWeBREBXmI/AAAAAAAAABs/RPSph9KGEQc/s1600-h/Keeler+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; hello world...how are you? I am now back to posting my daily trials and tribulations of being the mother of two now....it's good...I think:-) I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have been spoiled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the easiest baby ever....I think he even knows how to change his own diapers!&lt;br /&gt;I actually have just come back from Texas where the money I spend there pays to pave a new section of the I-45, and possible build a new public school. Seriously though I do stock up for the coming winter for the kids.....and throw in about 7 pairs of shoes for me. I have my mother-in-law visiting me from Calgary...oh it's been fun. Now the summer is half over and I still have to entertain my two year old, while carting around a 2 month old! It's fun. Here's to a new round of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; and complaining....about Darcy:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-7404465091863802110?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7404465091863802110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=7404465091863802110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7404465091863802110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7404465091863802110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-sessions.html' title='NEW SESSIONS!!!'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-6452693622273828384</id><published>2007-05-07T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T09:21:31.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Souvlaki</title><content type='html'>WEll...I'm addicted to Facebook.  I have neglected my blog.  ALSO I am still way to pregnant right now and my attention span is about as long as a wall-post on Facebook.  Still no Baby and I will post pics as soon as this kid gets out!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-6452693622273828384?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6452693622273828384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=6452693622273828384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6452693622273828384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6452693622273828384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/05/chicken-souvlaki.html' title='Chicken Souvlaki'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-6838230991635676179</id><published>2007-04-08T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:47:08.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ribs and salad</title><content type='html'>wow...long time...but again very prego and really not much energy.  I am having trouble with loading up my camera pics...hoping to post something from GG's 2nd birthday and also our Easter celebrations.  Good times.  Gigs are officially finished...now just waiting for this baby to come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;terrible 2's.....this kid has more mood swings than her 9 month pregnant mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-6838230991635676179?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6838230991635676179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=6838230991635676179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6838230991635676179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6838230991635676179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/04/ribs-and-salad.html' title='ribs and salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-6024547577933743923</id><published>2007-03-22T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:17:28.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>licks homeburger...no bun</title><content type='html'>SO whenever you think travelling is so draining....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; my poor mother.  She started her journey home to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Houston&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Seoul&lt;/span&gt;, Korea......here how's it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seoul, Korea - Tokyo  - Chicago (weather cancelled flight...re routed 10 hours later) - Washington DC (weather delayed 3 hours...cancelled flight to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dallas&lt;/span&gt;, re-routed) - Miami - Houston.  Travel time: 44 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;continuous&lt;/span&gt; travel time.   Luggage : MIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is in Nigeria under armed guard due to the militant activity targeted towards x-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;patriots&lt;/span&gt; in  oil companies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy world.   went to the O/B this morning and baby is healthy...he is in a breech position but it is still early...but of course that bugs me.   Darcy is home painting and installing the sub-floor.  I am so unsure of the colour I picked.   oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much else......7 weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;While I was mentally debated what to give her for a snack...she got up from her chair, watching cartoons,...walked into the kitchen...opened the pantry...grabbed her fish crackers...closed the door...walked back, sat down...snacked and enjoyed her cartoon.   Gotta love an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-6024547577933743923?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6024547577933743923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=6024547577933743923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6024547577933743923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6024547577933743923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/03/licks-homeburgerno-bun.html' title='licks homeburger...no bun'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-2640802654566837885</id><published>2007-03-18T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:33:16.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>swiss chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WEll&lt;/span&gt; as you may guess, my posts are getting further between mostly due to the fact that I am super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; right now.  8 weeks to go and considering that Georgie came early, I may only have 4-6 weeks left.  overall I feel pretty good.  I did develop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gest&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Diabetes&lt;/span&gt; with this baby and the multi-daily pricking gets me down, so do the weekly visits to the hospital, but Thank you Jesus this baby shows very healthy.  I am winding down in my musical commitments right now as sitting at the piano for longer than an hour is hurting my back.   Our basement &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;renos&lt;/span&gt; are going to be done in a few days and I am so excited to actually now start setting things up for the baby.  I am having a heck of a time picking paint colours though...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; brain. &lt;br /&gt;I will hopefully post again sooner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;sings, sings, sings....and dances &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;...I'm thinking modern dance classes in the fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-2640802654566837885?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2640802654566837885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=2640802654566837885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2640802654566837885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2640802654566837885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/03/swiss-chalet.html' title='swiss chalet'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-5067369020845136386</id><published>2007-03-07T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:52:06.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taco Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JjJUPa7I/AAAAAAAAABI/X6m6gTCRHaE/s1600-h/100_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039257007451761586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JjJUPa7I/AAAAAAAAABI/X6m6gTCRHaE/s320/100_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JjZUPa8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Zx6n-3pJMfU/s1600-h/100_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039257011746728898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JjZUPa8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Zx6n-3pJMfU/s320/100_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JkJUPa9I/AAAAAAAAABY/er_xe4AgrGg/s1600-h/100_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039257024631630802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JkJUPa9I/AAAAAAAAABY/er_xe4AgrGg/s320/100_0210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JkZUPa-I/AAAAAAAAABg/KU14zTMDwnk/s1600-h/100_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039257028926598114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JkZUPa-I/AAAAAAAAABg/KU14zTMDwnk/s320/100_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long time since update. Nearing the last few months of the pregnancy and I am tired and more tired. So in this case a pics is worth me typing 1000 words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-5067369020845136386?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5067369020845136386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=5067369020845136386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5067369020845136386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5067369020845136386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/03/taco-salad.html' title='Taco Salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Re8JjJUPa7I/AAAAAAAAABI/X6m6gTCRHaE/s72-c/100_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8987057915914709580</id><published>2007-02-26T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T19:30:07.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roast Beef</title><content type='html'>Well I am on my own again...without the wonderful help of my mother.  This is only for three weeks until she is back....but I have a feeling that it will be the longest three weeks of my life.   As I type, Darcy is having a tea party with Georgie...he really is a good dad.  &lt;br /&gt;Georgie's skills on the piano are getting more refined...instead of general banging she plays single notes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;purposely&lt;/span&gt;.....I am thinking of trying to teach her "chopsticks".   Since she has been born Darcy and I have only exposed her Jazz, classical and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; school music (she has never in her life spent a night without music in her room).  lately I think I have been hearing her sing different theme's from various pieces we play.  I like to think she will keep herself well-rounded in her music choices when she is older, and not limit herself to the sexual-body-image driven top 40.....appreciating the more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sophisticated&lt;/span&gt; drug-induced sound of Jazz, of course:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;last molars are coming in....watch out for raging Toddler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8987057915914709580?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8987057915914709580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8987057915914709580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8987057915914709580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8987057915914709580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/02/roast-beef.html' title='Roast Beef'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-438821932893321323</id><published>2007-02-22T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T08:50:04.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken stir-fry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Rd2e5YLECgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Uf10fS6uiQ/s1600-h/momngg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034354667048667650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Rd2e5YLECgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Uf10fS6uiQ/s400/momngg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;snow snow snow....life in winter.  atleast it is not cold.  this is a pic of Georgie and Vavo(grandma in Portuguese) on valentines.  short blog today...still using Darcy's laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GG Update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still has her cold...slightly restless night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-438821932893321323?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/438821932893321323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=438821932893321323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/438821932893321323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/438821932893321323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/02/chicken-stir-fry.html' title='chicken stir-fry'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Rd2e5YLECgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Uf10fS6uiQ/s72-c/momngg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-8035449144863482520</id><published>2007-02-21T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T08:23:46.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza</title><content type='html'>Oh the boredom of being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; and not as active.   My left belly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ligament&lt;/span&gt; went on me this week and I really can only walk for short bits at a time before the pain is so bad that I can't even lift my leg.   Oh the joys.   I secretly wish this baby comes a month early...but then I don't because that is not the best situation for the baby.   I did find out that I am 12 pounds lighter than the same point in the pregnancy as Georgie...I tell you, being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; is the best diet for me....these babies just take my rolls away. (that being said, there is no way I am going for three, just to get into a smaller state!)  Basement progress moving along quite well...so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Has a cold....what a surprise...a sick toddler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-8035449144863482520?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8035449144863482520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=8035449144863482520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8035449144863482520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/8035449144863482520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/02/pizza.html' title='pizza'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-3566767627560202494</id><published>2007-02-18T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:03:38.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Churresquiera (portuguese BBQ)</title><content type='html'>So yes, I have not blogged in quite awhile....the reason.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reno's&lt;/span&gt;.   We are renovating the basement and Darcy has had to disconnect all the wiring in the house so I have been without contact with the outside world for over a week.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; feel disconnected.   Not much to report and yet so much has happened.....but I would think it is boring to anyone but me.  My father came up for the weekend.  so every meal has been out of the house....I kind of like it that way.   Well hopefully Darcy will have the computer up and running soon so that I can post my pics of the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; Update&lt;br /&gt;everything is  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-3566767627560202494?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3566767627560202494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=3566767627560202494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3566767627560202494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3566767627560202494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/02/churresquiera-portuguese-bbq.html' title='Churresquiera (portuguese BBQ)'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-1030890534681898723</id><published>2007-02-07T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T08:12:54.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 'n sour chicken</title><content type='html'>Everytime that Nelly Furtado is in the news, I think of all the people I have ever crossed paths with, telling their friends...'you know, I knew a Furtado and she was a musician...I think they must be cousins."  and NO we are not....at least I have never seen her at any wedding or funeral...although my grandparents claim to know her grandparents from the islands....hey it WAS a small island. &lt;br /&gt;Now I am starting to clean out the basement as our renovations are beginning on Monday....I have been throwing out so much stuff.  thank you Jesus, that my mom is here to help me...I seriously could not even attempt this being as prego as I am.   well, off to the church this a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;The first time she slept ALL NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-1030890534681898723?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1030890534681898723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=1030890534681898723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1030890534681898723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1030890534681898723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/02/sweet-n-sour-chicken.html' title='Sweet &apos;n sour chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-860564692241537436</id><published>2007-01-31T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T14:47:31.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/RcDwgLBeEoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3yy_rRD09Jw/s1600-h/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026281619650908802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/RcDwgLBeEoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3yy_rRD09Jw/s400/shopping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shop till your feet go numb....that is basically how we do it in the Furtado family......also when Mom's credit card stops "appearing".  This is how Georgie spends her time in the cart....as long as she is being appeased with food and a beverage.   I wish I could shop like this.  &lt;br /&gt;Is any other husband out there as forgetful as mine?  today as I walked to the church I stopped at a table to place my purse in order to put on my coat and what do you know.....there is Darcy's bible and journal...sitting right there....from 4 days ago.   nothing surprises me anymore.  I need to find giant rubber bands to sew into his pants so that whenever he lets go of something it just snaps back into his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Things seem to be getting better on the sleeping front....now if only I can train myself to sleep through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;We had sushi for lunch today and she ate her first California roll...and liked it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-860564692241537436?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/860564692241537436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=860564692241537436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/860564692241537436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/860564692241537436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/pizza_31.html' title='Pizza'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/RcDwgLBeEoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3yy_rRD09Jw/s72-c/shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-3413665643081292852</id><published>2007-01-30T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T09:18:10.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegi chili</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Rb9Tb7BeEnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uE73X1Mrsck/s1600-h/lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025827448334193266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Rb9Tb7BeEnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uE73X1Mrsck/s400/lunch.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch tine at the Keeler house! So hurray, my mom is here to give me a hand. I am already looking forward to my afternoon nap. Georgie tripped in her wondering last night and bit her lip as she nailed the railing on our bed. blood...I hate the stuff. So hopefully I will get it all sorted out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom did however bring an entire suitcase dedicated to the new baby. I think I have more clothes from her than I did from the shower that I had with Georgie. gotta love the cheap prices in Texas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to Costco today to buy meat....how boring....maybe I will buy myself a "hey, you made it this far with no sleep!" outfit....possibly something fur trimmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has taken on the responsibility of feeding the cat and dog...and dare I say she is pretty good at it....possible future zoologist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-3413665643081292852?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3413665643081292852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=3413665643081292852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3413665643081292852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3413665643081292852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/vegi-chili_30.html' title='Vegi chili'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/Rb9Tb7BeEnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uE73X1Mrsck/s72-c/lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-3119736225435784617</id><published>2007-01-25T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T11:51:36.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pasta soup</title><content type='html'>So the saga of my life with an almost two year old. as mentioned in previous posts Georgie had been screaming and crying through the night...so after MUCH prayer...we guessed that she had become sick of the crib. So we set up her big girl bed...crying stopped...then the night wondering started. now she needs to have one of us with her so she can fall asleep. Putting herself back to sleep after arousing abit requires us too....but hey, basically we lie down on the bed with her and snooze for about 20 mins and then we get up and go back to bed. I'm hoping this will soon wean itself out soon....although my mom said I needed the mommy or daddy for a few years...yikes. I just can not tolerate a kid in bed with Darcy and I, so it is the hard road for now. parenting is persistence. Bought myself cute heart earrings for Valentines day, I wore them already because they were just too adorable....got lots of compliments :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;first I was "not daddy" now I am "Baby", will I ever be "mommy"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-3119736225435784617?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3119736225435784617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=3119736225435784617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3119736225435784617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3119736225435784617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/pasta-soup.html' title='pasta soup'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-1419945321129709593</id><published>2007-01-18T10:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:29:53.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvey's</title><content type='html'>So.....still no sleep......can't even put two words together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Not sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-1419945321129709593?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1419945321129709593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=1419945321129709593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1419945321129709593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1419945321129709593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/harveys.html' title='Harvey&apos;s'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-4482139901299868313</id><published>2007-01-16T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T09:15:37.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken soup</title><content type='html'>You know how you meet parents who go on and on about how well"trained their child is?  "....in bed by 6 up by 7...2 hour nap by noon.  NEVER wakes up or strays from the schedule...."  I say  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PHEWY&lt;/span&gt;!  Here is the truth about my kid....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;crazzzzy&lt;/span&gt;!   Out of the blue she decides to not go to bed anymore with out a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;viscous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;temper tantrum&lt;/span&gt;....and last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;.....woke every couple of hours with a hearty cry to make sure we wouldn't sleep.  It is like she is 9 months old again....now I have done well staying calm...(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soley&lt;/span&gt; on the grace of God!)  trying to deduct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; it is fear of the dark, door closed..possibly the one last molar that still has to come in...but no...it truly is insanity.  Now being as I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;, not having my afternoon nap and now not sleeping at night I have resorted to bursts of crying and for some reason calling Darcy every so often and demanding we move(...don't really know why...but I'm going with it).   My one thing to look forward to is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tupperware&lt;/span&gt; party that I am going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; night...my one little freedom.  all though in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;, nesting, lack of sleep phase I am probably going to come home with a $100 "burp" sealed container for pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;"....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt; I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;CraaaaZZY&lt;/span&gt;!" - Georgie (as sung by Charles Barkley)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-4482139901299868313?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4482139901299868313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=4482139901299868313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/4482139901299868313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/4482139901299868313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/chicken-soup.html' title='Chicken soup'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-804648629061656777</id><published>2007-01-15T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:13:48.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken sandwich</title><content type='html'>It is CBC Kids hour and Georgie is watching her show...now I have a few minutes to blog in peace.   snow, snow and snow, winter is finally here...well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; when it is to melt away.  I am just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;staying&lt;/span&gt; home today and my grocery's are being delivered around 3.  I asserted myself more confidently in the band yesterday, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; some good feedback...satisfying.   I woke up with a sore throat AGAIN this morning...I think this is round 3 of the stupid cold.  it basically is going back and forth between me and Georgie.  Darcy impressed me by finishing a very nice, custom made shelving and pocket system in the front closet for shoes and baskets to hold things.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;luxurious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Likes to pick out and put on her own socks.......of course she puts both of them on the same foot....we are working on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-804648629061656777?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/804648629061656777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=804648629061656777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/804648629061656777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/804648629061656777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/chicken-sandwich.html' title='Chicken sandwich'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-7277106468840787823</id><published>2007-01-11T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T10:52:18.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza</title><content type='html'>today has been 1 year of blogging...very exciting.  I have a new look....I realize quite pink, but I am enjoying my last few months of being gender dominant in the family. Had band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;.....I totally do not feel respected.   As stated previously I play with all older men....seriously I think the youngest is in his late 30's.   I find that they don't really listen to what I have to say....possibly I come off sheepish.  What do I care what they think of me, I know what I am doing musically and if I hear one more " that's not how we do it" comment I am going to play everything with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;glissando's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty run down today, not sure what I want to do.  possibly a jaunt at the mall.   I am hoping to have some new music I have written played at the church...hopefully that will go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Wearing size 3T clothes and Diapers no longer fit....starting the process of potty training.   YIKES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-7277106468840787823?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7277106468840787823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=7277106468840787823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7277106468840787823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7277106468840787823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/pizza.html' title='Pizza'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-349886492729189353</id><published>2007-01-09T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:50:15.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>steak Fajitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/RaPGQ21LhVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PaXvSAsaUR0/s1600-h/ultrasound+#3008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018072402719638866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 488px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="408" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/RaPGQ21LhVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PaXvSAsaUR0/s400/ultrasound+%233008.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boy oh Boy....it is a boy.   I have no idea what I'm going to do with a boy.  In this first pic he is looking at us and waving, In the second he is lying down on his back.  Slightly wierd looking but it is our kid!   So back to the stunned silence that swept over my body when we were told he was a boy,  I have grown up with a sister and mostly girl cousins.....I feel unequipped for this.  On a positive note I get to do a whole wack of new shopping.  well I still have to gather my thoughts....but in the words of my mother when told she will have her first grandson..."a boy? what are we gonna do with a boy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG update&lt;br /&gt;Decided she must wear her toque all through the mall today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-349886492729189353?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/349886492729189353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=349886492729189353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/349886492729189353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/349886492729189353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/steak-fajitas.html' title='steak Fajitas'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/RaPGQ21LhVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PaXvSAsaUR0/s72-c/ultrasound+%233008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-455841984663575693</id><published>2007-01-08T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T10:13:11.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegi chili</title><content type='html'>SO back to the grind.  My nesting hormones have come in full force this past week.  I find myself wanting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; and organize everything in the house.  I even went and bought a special tote for toothpaste....it was satisfying.   I am trying to get ideas for Georgie's big girl room, I am against buying anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; or barbie....which leaves me with nothing.  Seriously are parents so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;creatively&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;defunct&lt;/span&gt; now that they have to be spoon fed the " room in a bag by Dora the explorer"?   This leaves me with having to sew my own bed linen and curtains.  I don't mind.  Counting down till the basement &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;renos&lt;/span&gt; start.....it will be so great when it is finished and this house stops feeling like university housing. &lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; moments when you find yourself talking too loud and too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opinionated&lt;/span&gt; to one person at a gathering of many.....and you find there was a lull at that very moments in the conversation and everyone heard you say something that you yourself are not sure if it came out right?  like...."people in this room are morons!".....(actual full conversation..."the first year of moving to a city is hard, like when you go to get your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; card and you have to deal with stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bureaucracy&lt;/span&gt; and you think to yourself...the people in this room are morons!")  Just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;gives Kisses and more Kisses.....I've already picked out her first car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-455841984663575693?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/455841984663575693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=455841984663575693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/455841984663575693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/455841984663575693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/vegi-chili.html' title='Vegi chili'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-6988717526401020775</id><published>2007-01-05T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:27:18.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi</title><content type='html'>Back in Toronto.....it is always nice to sleep in your own bed again.   I have seemed to get more congested going back to the drier weather here.  oh well.  On the plus side &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Georgie&lt;/span&gt; has taken 3 1/2 hour naps the last few days and thus so have I....much needed.  I still have all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; decorations up...I hate staring at it.  we plan on getting rid of it tomorrow.   SO now I have to unpack the suitcases and we all came home with too many new clothes and shoes....although I might add that Darcy beat us all with 5 new pairs!  good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Came home with new motor skills, is now opening doors on her own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-6988717526401020775?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6988717526401020775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=6988717526401020775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6988717526401020775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6988717526401020775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2007/01/sushi.html' title='Sushi'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-513370804611975297</id><published>2006-12-30T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:52:12.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lobster</title><content type='html'>Well Texas is going good.  Yesterday was Darcy's 31st Birthday and my parents had 6 beautiful lobsters shipped in to us from Maine.  yummy.  We also had the traditional Ice cream cake.....can you believe that Dairy Queen down here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; make cakes....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;.   I am suffering with terrible allergies and it is bringing me down.  I have bought Georgie so many clothes that I think she will need her own suitcase.   Almost New Years....hope we go out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-513370804611975297?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/513370804611975297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=513370804611975297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/513370804611975297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/513370804611975297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/12/lobster.html' title='Lobster'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-1948626904897528521</id><published>2006-12-21T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T15:48:45.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fajita's</title><content type='html'>Hello Texas!   I love this state...too funny.  Well I have gone crazy buying Maternity clothes for myself.  It is so much cheaper than Canada.   My sister is flying in tonite...unfortunately we are having a texas sized thunderstorm right now, so it may be a bumpy landing.  Georgina loves her bed and toys here...my mother goes crazy buying things for her.   It is weird how my parents condo is so much larger than our house.....texas sized.  I have been living on salsa, guacamole, chips and tums...I am one spicy mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Sings " up on the roof top"....too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-1948626904897528521?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1948626904897528521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=1948626904897528521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1948626904897528521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/1948626904897528521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/12/fajitas.html' title='Fajita&apos;s'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-4762726615578067651</id><published>2006-12-14T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:31:33.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last bible study for the year....I am enjoying the discussions and am learning alot. Mostly it is invaluable that they have child care and I can speak like an adult for a couple of hours! I had my second ultrasound yesterday and turns out that I am a week earlier than I thought....so no gender report. I have to wait and go back in January. I think mentally I am really trying to push this pregnancy along...mostly because I do not like being pregnant. Some women live for it...I do not.&lt;br /&gt;I have to run out and buy the last of the christmas gifts...mostly for Darcy's boss and co-workers. I also have to buy for a neighbour a few doors down...probably chocolates. Haven't spoken with my sister on the phone for two days....I feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Has tried to fake us out in nap time by pretending to snore....then sitting up and playing with the mobile when we leave. oh well....anything but crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-4762726615578067651?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4762726615578067651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=4762726615578067651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/4762726615578067651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/4762726615578067651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/12/spaghetti.html' title='Spaghetti'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-5914192595880610751</id><published>2006-12-12T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T09:12:18.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken bake</title><content type='html'>SO yesterday was my dreaded day...the dentist.  Turns out I'm grinding my teeth so bad at night I broke my tooth with the filling.  crazy.  He gave me a safe freezing for the baby and he repaired it.   Not before I had an anxiety attack in the chair thinking of all the things that could go wrong.  But today it doesn't hurt anymore....so thats good!  now I can stop flossing....kidding.  Tomorrow is my second ultrasound and this is hopefully where I will be able to find out if it is a boy or a girl.  I am not leaning towards any gender right now....however if they are sisters I hope that this one comes out looking like Georgie.  I have given up on having a kid that looks like me...I have resigned myself to looking like the "nanny".   I have to get started on a passport for Georgie, I guess she needs one over two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Singing more songs, still refers to me as "not the daddy"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-5914192595880610751?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5914192595880610751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=5914192595880610751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5914192595880610751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/5914192595880610751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/12/chicken-bake.html' title='Chicken bake'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-7764366437097813814</id><published>2006-12-11T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T12:51:21.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese food (sucker 4 punishment)</title><content type='html'>I don't like to be this busy. I am doubled booked until we leave for Texas. Some people think that double booking is a sign of popularity...I view it as a sign of stupiedness. This past weekend was Lucas 3rd b-day party. That Kid is getting solid....He used to be so thin and petite and now his hands are thick and strong.....he's looking more like Abe everyday. On our way to a christmas party in the evening, Darcy came down with a terrible fever...he was shaking and everything...anyways he took tylenols and went to bed..3 hours later...back to normal, as if nothing was wrong....wierd!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the grandparents yesterday...my grandfather is getting crazier by the minute. My sister and I can't even watch him eat...his manors are terrible. My grandmother is so strong...what a waste of a match...well except for the fact that I am of the liniage. Not much else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Coughing....now it's juicy....hopefully it will be over by the time we leave for Texas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-7764366437097813814?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7764366437097813814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=7764366437097813814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7764366437097813814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7764366437097813814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/12/chinese-food-sucker-4-punishment.html' title='Chinese food (sucker 4 punishment)'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-193536735968894957</id><published>2006-12-05T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:13:00.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>French Onion soup</title><content type='html'>Last night I finally got to satisfy one of my prego cravings...french onion soup...the tangy broth, the chewy cheese....yummy.   We went to our favourite pub in unionville...good times.  Yesterday I wrote down all the "odds'n'ends" people that I still have to buy a gift for...yikes...ended up being a big list.  So today I braved the snow and headed out to the mall.  I got 3 things on my list done...Georgie would have no more of it!   I am going to have to stay up late one night this week....by this I mean past 8 o'clock....and get these things done on my own.   I am on the hunt for cute pj's....it makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Cranky, cranky. cranky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-193536735968894957?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/193536735968894957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=193536735968894957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/193536735968894957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/193536735968894957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/12/french-onion-soup.html' title='French Onion soup'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-751612306766165304</id><published>2006-12-04T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T10:30:33.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas potluck</title><content type='html'>So we were off to my ladies bible study potluck yesterday...the lady who hosted had a pretty good sized home....let's say they had a small hockey rink in the basement.  We found out that she is mrs. Mitchell...as in Mitchells Book stores.  now I know why the books are overpriced.  She had an actual sleigh in her foyer....v.cool though...jealous.&lt;br /&gt;We were able to meet alot more people from the church and that was a goood thing.   Count down beginning until we leave for Texas, however it is bitterly cold there and my mom hasent gotten out of bed.  -1C there is like -20C here....I'll give her that.&lt;br /&gt;Good to be back in my own home, but it was still fun to be at Amy's last week.  As I sat on her couch I looked around and thought....how are they ever going to move with all this stuff...oh well not my stress.  Laid back Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Speaking more words...half in spanish though..go figure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-751612306766165304?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/751612306766165304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=751612306766165304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/751612306766165304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/751612306766165304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-potluck.html' title='christmas potluck'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-3996740454402241350</id><published>2006-11-27T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T09:37:08.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacon and eggs</title><content type='html'>Happy 100th post to me!   I really did not think that I could commit to blogging for this long.  I think my sister is probably on 1000, but there you go.   So this weekend was the only Christmas dinner party I will be throwing this year.  It completely tired me out.   Sunday was the Rogers Children's Christmas party.  luckily for us they had a petting zoo, to which Georgie was completely thrilled to spend all her time there.   She did get a good gift from Santa....although being as it was rogers I think we all should have left with cell phones and digital cable boxes...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;This week I am off to my sisters for 3 1/2 days Darcy has a business trip.   hopefully it will go well with Georgie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;I bought Goldfish as a centerpiece for my party...she LOVES them....is their any animal this kid is not crazy about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-3996740454402241350?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3996740454402241350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=3996740454402241350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3996740454402241350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/3996740454402241350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/bacon-and-eggs.html' title='Bacon and eggs'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-6273114057715733166</id><published>2006-11-21T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T09:46:22.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Caccitoirre (?)</title><content type='html'>This my pregnancy update blog.  feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; better from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nausea&lt;/span&gt; and exhaustion.   Still having a hard time finding clothes that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make me look frumpy.  Right now I am holding my pants together with a string of elastic bands....I have to wear longer tops, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; the pants don't look big and bulky.   I am still dropping weight...which is good....I was a "healthy" girl to begin with.   This week my heart palpitations started again....it always freaks me out and then I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;reassure&lt;/span&gt; myself that it is a normal symptom for me.  I'm really sensitive to when I reach the stage of the accelerated heart beat to compensate for the baby....most other mothers don't notice...me I notice EVERYTHING!   Last time near the end of Georgie I would get frequent tunnel vision and black spots...again rare but in the normal range...hopefully I wont get that any earlier than the last month.  Still no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;diabetes&lt;/span&gt;...this is good....since I refuse to go on insulin and manage it with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; strict diet...which is AWFUL!  there you go.  next update in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Sing, Sing, Sing.......not sure I know the songs, but she does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-6273114057715733166?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6273114057715733166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=6273114057715733166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6273114057715733166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6273114057715733166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/chicken-caccitoirre.html' title='Chicken Caccitoirre (?)'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-6638468340344604111</id><published>2006-11-20T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:35:03.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Edamame</title><content type='html'>4 weeks till we leave for Texas.   I think the presents that i bought online have started to arrive at my parents.....v.exciting. &lt;br /&gt;I have a new found respect for Darcy and I's relationship after being with a group of ladies from church this weekend.  I heard every cliche marital problem......He doesn't help with the kids.....he just watches TV when he comes home.....He could be a better spiritual leader....I feel like we just co-exist....blah,blah.   I can't handle these conversations and then listen to them give each other advice.   My thinking is that is what you married...I seriously doubt he changed.  They asked about me...to which I said we have our problems but they are different than this...which is true.  I would never put up with what they described...even when we were dating.  Seriously people I feel like a snob...but I just can not relate to ladies married in their early twenties that had kids right away, and live in the same city, same church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Drama Queen.......she gets that from Darcy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-6638468340344604111?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6638468340344604111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=6638468340344604111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6638468340344604111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/6638468340344604111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/edamame.html' title='Edamame'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-7531600536607661407</id><published>2006-11-17T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T13:21:04.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvey's</title><content type='html'>Getting busier...as if everyone else isn't at Christmas.  I had to cancel one of my gigs on the 3rd...to which I added my obligatory...I will switch with someone else...but not before Christmas b/c I'm totally booked.  How Diva-ish.  who cares.  Man ever since starting this new church I am playing at, I have never had so many requests for lessons.  I think I have had at least 8-10 kids.  not bad for no effort.  but there is no way I could handle that right now ....maybe possibly in September.  I think it is because I am the only female in the two bands....can you believe it?  It is totally a different feeling playing with only males...it is a different vibe...never would have guessed...but there it is.   How crazy is Vancouver right now?  when Darcy and I lived there we never went through landslides or storms....we did live through the earthquake...but it was basically just light rocking.  nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Runny, runny nose...eye teeth coming in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-7531600536607661407?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7531600536607661407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=7531600536607661407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7531600536607661407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7531600536607661407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/harveys.html' title='Harvey&apos;s'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-2291698719363914744</id><published>2006-11-15T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:40:05.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shepherds pie</title><content type='html'>So I think that someday I have to come to realize that I am a "know-it-all"....not today....but someday.  Seriously though...I can't help myself.  I love to read everything and if I don't know anything about something I have to read up on it.  What drives me crazy is when I hear someone talking about something in which they are getting all their facts wrong or if it is "so last weeks" news... it bugs me.  I mean really sometimes I ask myself...what's the point of adding your two cents?  I was at a ladies bible study this morning and there was the "one"....by that I mean the "one" lady who gets all her info from highly biased news sources and then passes it off as utter truth.  drives me crazy!  for all you closet know-it-alls out there I say speak in boldness...I mean the uninformed are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Can put her own shoes on....exception is the boots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-2291698719363914744?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2291698719363914744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=2291698719363914744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2291698719363914744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2291698719363914744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/shepherds-pie.html' title='Shepherds pie'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-2125687026176381880</id><published>2006-11-14T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:29:57.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roast beef</title><content type='html'>I am still getting over this terrible cold. oh well. I know Georgie picked it up from going to the community play group. now I feel scared to go. I finished almost all of christmas shopping...I did about 70% of it online....this is the way to go. not much else happening in my life right now...laying low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Kimmy who has gradutated as a certified Wedding planner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;she now says "Good night" to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-2125687026176381880?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2125687026176381880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=2125687026176381880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2125687026176381880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/2125687026176381880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/roast-beef.html' title='Roast beef'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-7619304230286737105</id><published>2006-11-10T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:49:55.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese food (bad idea)</title><content type='html'>So Georgie spent the day yesterday with the sniffles. She was doing better this morning, so I still went to my mom and cubs group. I gave her another dose of Tylenol cold before we left and well she made it an hour into play time and she conked out. There went my afternoon nap. I decided to then head up to the new Walmart supercentre...the kind with the grocery store......fantastic. As a mom it is super convenient to get everything in one place. Now I have heard the grumblings of "amercan-ism" taking over Canadian business...hey I hear ya...we all hate American stores on our soil....but Loblaws rips us off and don't get me started on Dominion. so there you go, no right answer. Tomorrow is Remembrance Day as so I give a shout-out to my brother-in-law Paul who served for 9 years ...Gulf war and (as he calls it)...The Bos'. I am a proud Canadian in support of our troops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Dora....she now asks us to "abre" things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-7619304230286737105?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7619304230286737105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=7619304230286737105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7619304230286737105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/7619304230286737105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/chinese-food-bad-idea.html' title='Chinese food (bad idea)'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116299795736096203</id><published>2006-11-08T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:12.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/Baby%20keeler%2012wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/Baby%20keeler%2012wks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here he/she is. Baby keeler. Big head, body, apparently sucking thumb....hey I may be the mom but I have a hard time seeing these things too. Darcy was pretty excited to see the baby, so was Georgie but I'm pretty sure she thought it was a video game of some sorts. I had my first of three migranes that I got with georgie. hopefully this baby will not give me more. the first time I suffered for 3 days out of fear of taking tylenol...now, I pop them every 4 hours and I feel way better. I also use my music therapy techniques on myself and it helps alot...hence how I made it through labour with no drugs. Right now I have been listening to my friends jill's website...soothes my breathing, hence more calm, result: way less throbbing headache. well I have rehearsal tonite and of course all the music I have needs to be transposed....why are all the free guitar tabs sites gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;I stood with her in front of the mirror yesterday and I saw it...for the first time...alittle bit of me in her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116299795736096203?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116299795736096203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116299795736096203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116299795736096203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116299795736096203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/sushi.html' title='Sushi'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116257222402793530</id><published>2006-11-03T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:11.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beef and rice</title><content type='html'>So today is not one of my better days. while trying to get Georgie and I out the door to my mum's group, darcy had left the stair gate open, to which Georgie climbed and fell down a few stairs, left the frozen meat pie box on the counter to thaw and left the garage door open (top which pregnant ladies cannot stretch up easily to grab the handle) . Worst of all, he unplugged the mouse and had it attached to the computer we're giving kimmy, so I had to crawl under the table ...(again not conducive to prego's) re-plug the mouse and then I nailed my head hard on the ledge getting back up...to which in my dizzy state, had me throw up. I called him to say "I hate you..." when he gets home I'll tell him the rest of the sentence "....always forgetting things!" I have to go lay down...I think I'm gonna be nauseous all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;She has outgrown the size 6 diapers....where do I go from here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116257222402793530?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116257222402793530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116257222402793530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116257222402793530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116257222402793530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/beef-and-rice.html' title='Beef and rice'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116238878210524051</id><published>2006-11-01T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:11.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steak and Arugala pasta</title><content type='html'>Ah life. I finally had the energy to get to the mall yesterday to buy a few things I needed. ended up buying the wrong vitamins and now I have to go back...I don't think I am in the mood. Everytime we stepped into a store yesterday the clerk was always asking what Georgie was going to dressed up as...normal....to which I would always respond, we don't celebrate Halloween....stunned silence......except for the Asian/east Indian workers they seemed to not care...offering candy anyways....which I have no problems taking! Even in the the church it is becoming more 60/40 those of us not celebrating in the minority. It is a personal choice, I make no judgment of others, however I want Georgie to celebrate Christ's victory over death.&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday is " Keeler Christmas Deco Day" we decorate, eat and drink and be merry all day. My sister and Paul come over too.....which reminds me....Amy, come over saturday for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shout-out to our friend Dr.Dave.....talented man!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;She loves her books...not new....she loves to rip each page and carry it around the house with her.....new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116238878210524051?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116238878210524051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116238878210524051&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116238878210524051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116238878210524051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/11/steak-and-arugala-pasta.html' title='Steak and Arugala pasta'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116222158535154027</id><published>2006-10-30T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:11.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roasted Chicken</title><content type='html'>I played again in the worship band at church. I haven't played in a band since March...it felt really good. I have to say I peak in the first service. Rehearsals suck for me, but when I get infront of an audience I start playing aug. and aux. chords and using 3 or 4 octaves...hey for a conservatory player that is a big deal! last year I started forcing myself to only read guitar tabs above lyrics to find my own voicings. very satisfying. At home I have added an improv exercise to my routine. One hat has notes, the other hat has a style. pull three notes, one style and then play. it was really hard at first, but it's getting easier. anyways enough about this. I was asked at church if I was expecting...which I am...but i'm only starting my 4th month...so what are they noticing?.....I think it is the after effect of the pasta cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;They brought a live donkey into church, Georgie went crazy for it....that kid LOVES animals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116222158535154027?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116222158535154027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116222158535154027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116222158535154027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116222158535154027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/10/roasted-chicken.html' title='Roasted Chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116198274892504672</id><published>2006-10-27T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:11.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Macaroni &amp; Meat sauce</title><content type='html'>My oh my....I'm loosing weight. One good thing about pregnancy for me is my babies like to have there mom lean and mean. fine with me! I went to my mom &amp;amp; cubs group this morning and there is a lady there who's kid has a peanut allergy. (there's always ONE) Anyways no biggy except for now she is a huge anti-peanuti. She rants about all nut products should be banned in Canada, Grocery stores should only sell peanut free products...yadda yadda yadda. I like to taunt her a bit and say the Georgie eats a bowl of peanuts as a snack....which is true, the kid loves peanuts and why not, to the non-allergic it is high in protein. Anyways now she seems to not let her kid touch georgie. who cares. Hey I respect the allergy and bring my peanut-free snacks...but please there has got to be a middle ground......you know, between death or life:-)&lt;br /&gt;Jazi chewed my prego shoes, now I gotta buy another pair to handle my sore feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;She keeps running into walls. 2 bruises on her forehead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116198274892504672?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116198274892504672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116198274892504672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116198274892504672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116198274892504672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/10/macaroni-meat-sauce.html' title='Macaroni &amp; Meat sauce'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116126807126203612</id><published>2006-10-19T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:11.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>toast &amp; soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/10_19_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/10_19_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Amy!  This is a pic of the first Christmas Amy and I spent in Qatar.  It is the pool at my parent's villa.  good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;Saying a few more words now, atleast I think so...who can understand a toddler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116126807126203612?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116126807126203612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116126807126203612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116126807126203612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116126807126203612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/10/toast-soup.html' title='toast &amp; soup'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116109723461824540</id><published>2006-10-17T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:11.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pot Pie</title><content type='html'>Well it is rainy and gloomy today. I am heading over to Susana's today. I still think my tummy is getting too big. now I am worried that I have some sort of fluid problem. Kimmy's friend had that and her stories have completely freaked me out. oh well. So again I had wasps come down the fireplace. I am seriously sick of this. Atleast they are drowsy and easy to catch. So I have started looking for a nice wintercoat. last time when I carried georgie I bought a faux fur coat. I am thinking maybe a white one this year. I would have to get matching mitts. I prefer mitts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;Darcy was playing with Jazi, when she started to lick darcy's elbow, having seen this Georgie walked over and started to lick Darcy's arm too. I didn't think Imitation was so intense at this age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116109723461824540?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116109723461824540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116109723461824540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116109723461824540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116109723461824540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/10/chicken-pot-pie.html' title='Chicken Pot Pie'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116101466452951237</id><published>2006-10-16T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swiss Chalet</title><content type='html'>PTL! my nausea is starting to break. I am having pretty good mornings, the afternoon's still suck. I had to get some groceries today and it seems everytime I go shopping now I am searching for some sort of sweet snack I can rip open and give to Georgie so I can finish. I think I am setting a bad habit....oh well. So I have taken out all my maternity clothes.....I am depressed. I don't know what I was thinking with the outfits that I had last time...they are soo frumpy. You know frankly I blame susanna, she is so trendy with her mat clothes I feel like I need to step up. I have been moody lately.....Darcy has developed a twitch. I am planning a "Georgie's 1st annual cousins christmas" shin dig. Usually Darcy and I throw a "Sushi Christmas" party, but this year I am focusing on a kid one. I am still planning the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Has discovered how to express herself on my walls with pencils and crayons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116101466452951237?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116101466452951237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116101466452951237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116101466452951237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116101466452951237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/10/swiss-chalet.html' title='Swiss Chalet'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-116058051903624891</id><published>2006-10-11T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favourite picture of Amy so far.....would you believe it only took us 1 take to get it. this is from the Furtado girls weekend. It was an good time. as you may have noticed that I am not updating the blog as often as I used to...well blame it on the pregnancy...I am just so tired. but I try. So we had a really good thanksgiving as well. We went for Shabu Shabu...yummy. This week I am trying to organize a kennel for jazi....we are off to Texas for Christmas this year and I don't want to ask anyone to babysit her over the holidays. Have I mentioned how great my hair has been lately....one of the perks of pregnancy...great full hair. I will take a pic later. I'm off to the mall to buy my special shoes for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Black eye, Bruised cheek...all within 1 week. She is almost got a full set of teeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-116058051903624891?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/116058051903624891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=116058051903624891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116058051903624891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/116058051903624891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/10/sushi.html' title='Sushi'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115955813678502272</id><published>2006-09-29T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roasted Chicken</title><content type='html'>So While I haven't had a wheezing attack since Wednesday night, I have since been possibly diagnosed with asthma brought on by my ...yes....pregnancy. Darcy and I are thrilled to be having a second. I am two months and feeling Fat, nauseous, Fat, tired and did I mention Fat. And for all those who can put two together.....Calgary.....something in the air for us.&lt;br /&gt;I have a screaming kid beside me, so gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Loved the Markham Fair....I think she wants to be a farmer....funny cause that is the definition of "Georgina" interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115955813678502272?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115955813678502272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115955813678502272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115955813678502272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115955813678502272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/09/roasted-chicken.html' title='Roasted Chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115945624882199505</id><published>2006-09-28T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teryaki Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/Slide1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so ladies of our weekend....this is the T-shirt I made. Good enough right?! So last night I had a wheezing attack. I just could not breathe through my mouth and I'll admit it I was panicking. I called tele-health which was completely useless....."do you have allergies?......I don't know........Do you have asthma?.....No........take a hot bath" PLEASE stupid. it did get better once I calmed down. I am going to see the doctor today. If living in this polluted city gave me asthma, I'll be very unhappy. Last night I convinced myself I had throat cancer....how paranoid am I. oh well, I will update my diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Bad haircut growing in....looking better. Has two 1/2 molars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115945624882199505?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115945624882199505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115945624882199505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115945624882199505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115945624882199505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/09/teryaki-chicken.html' title='Teryaki Chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115922184075228017</id><published>2006-09-25T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Club</title><content type='html'>The weather outside is frightful and I am so delightful to sit inside with coffee. Georgie is turing more into a toddler and so my days consist of "get that out of you mouth" and for fun...."Get that out of your nose". Seriously, I don't remember having a need to see if everything I grab fits up my nose...she gets that from her father. So count down 4 days till Furtado Girl weekend. Kimmy phoned me to say she's excited too! She is also doing a Wedding planner course...good for her. I could never do it...this is me and my bride client:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride: I was thinking of walking down the aisle to 'Pachelbels Cannon'&lt;br /&gt;Peggy: No&lt;br /&gt;Bride: Pardon me?&lt;br /&gt;Peggy: Obviously you are a moron...I will make all decisions from here on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, it would never be good. Maybe I should be in politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;She farted so loud today, the dog even spooked. too funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115922184075228017?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115922184075228017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115922184075228017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115922184075228017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115922184075228017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/09/turkey-club.html' title='Turkey Club'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115878358612573994</id><published>2006-09-20T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tilapia Stew</title><content type='html'>I have had a rough couple of days. I am tired and tired. Well I have Darcy and I's flights booked for Texas at Christmas....YeeHaa. I also have our first soon-to-be-semi-annual Furtado Girls weekend, booked. Should be a good time, except if me and Kimmy have to share a bed....yikes! I took Georgie for her first real hair-cut and ....dare I say....she looks terrible! The lady in my distraction of trying to keep georgie behaving, gave her a boys cut. People I definitely could have done better. My cute little button has turned into a she-man. I have tears. Laundry beckons so a short one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;She has her first molar and now clearly says "NO!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115878358612573994?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115878358612573994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115878358612573994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115878358612573994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115878358612573994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/09/tilapia-stew.html' title='Tilapia Stew'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115816042371955456</id><published>2006-09-13T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're back and in this case a pic is worth the 1000 words I'd have to write. (pics are carried on in the previous post!)  P/S..problems with leaving comments on this blog have been fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115816042371955456?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115816042371955456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115816042371955456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115816042371955456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115816042371955456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/09/were-back-and-in-this-case-pic-is.html' title=''/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115816030604362477</id><published>2006-09-13T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115816030604362477?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115816030604362477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115816030604362477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115816030604362477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115816030604362477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115699275667793728</id><published>2006-08-30T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomato and Cheese sandwich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/100_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/100_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fell asleep eating...that never happens to me anymore. Well friends and family we are off to Calgary in the morning, we will be there 10 days. may be awhile till I blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good long weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;I had a good day with her....still no words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115699275667793728?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115699275667793728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115699275667793728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115699275667793728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115699275667793728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/tomato-and-cheese-sandwich.html' title='Tomato and Cheese sandwich'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115651024222976388</id><published>2006-08-25T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leftovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/kimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/kimmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 29 FOREVER...literally. This is probably the last birthday we'll celebrate of Kimmy's!!&lt;br /&gt;Weather icky and dark...my FM is painful...can't type too much. Speaking of pain...susana is being induced today....say alittle prayer for her:-) Have a good one all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;really whinny today....fun times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115651024222976388?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115651024222976388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115651024222976388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115651024222976388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115651024222976388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/leftovers.html' title='Leftovers'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115642745774137451</id><published>2006-08-24T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cursed Chinese Food</title><content type='html'>People for all those who suffer from "Irritable bowel" can I get a.."hell'ya!". I don't know why my stomach turns on me like this. Oh well, I have to admit nothing made me more sure of marrying Darcy when on many occasions home from dinner dates I had to say " Darc, I'm not gonna make it home...I've got the goose bumps, closest restaurant PLEASE!" and yet he still stuck around:-) Point of all this...the Chinese food killed me.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was Georgie's needles, went fine. That kid doesn't even flinch, or cry...Weird. I'm trying to figure out what to do today...something that will stimulate and enrich her mind.....the mall. I am stressing over shoes to wear for the wedding. I bought a tan suede skirt and now I just can't decide on shoes. I have come to the conclusion that I need to wear more accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;will not stop sticking her finger up her nose......I think we all know were she got that.....Vavo John?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115642745774137451?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115642745774137451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115642745774137451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115642745774137451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115642745774137451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/cursed-chinese-food.html' title='Cursed Chinese Food'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115633742610028451</id><published>2006-08-23T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:09.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mc D's Happy Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/bad%20hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/400/bad%20hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO today is a day I have been dreading....chicken pox vaccine for Georgie. Last time she had her vaccination we ended up at sick kids...gotta phone Kimmy to see how Lucas faired.&lt;br /&gt;Play room is working out great for us. I have set up the web cam so that Darcy can watch us from his office. I think he enjoys watching his kid. I try to avoid the camera cause I gots' me a tiny "hair" issue in the morning. (see above) Leaving for Calgary/Edmonton in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;this kid can really burp...loud......that would be the Furtado Genes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115633742610028451?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115633742610028451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115633742610028451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115633742610028451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115633742610028451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/mc-ds-happy-meal.html' title='Mc D&apos;s Happy Meal'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115625355672580745</id><published>2006-08-22T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti</title><content type='html'>I live in a wasp nest. Seriously yesterday the worlds largest bee and his cousin came swarming into the house through the fireplace again. I could not handle this. I grabbed georgie and left for the Mall...Newmarket Mall. I was so impressed with the childrens play area that they have there. Georgie did well, I relaxed and ate my california roll and D.Coke. P/S those of you who live near that mall...wow...great stores! different than Markville and good prices! I did stop in at "once upon a child" and guess who easily got her 10% off....me. it is worth the drive.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Darcy and I's 7th anniversary. we are celebrating with oysters, beer and...georgie...oh well:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;she had a growth spurt...she is taller and thinner...again Daddy's genes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115625355672580745?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115625355672580745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115625355672580745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115625355672580745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115625355672580745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/spaghetti.html' title='Spaghetti'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115610230772659801</id><published>2006-08-20T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaiian Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/artist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/artist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took Georgie to Chuck E Cheese's yesterday and this was a little pic we did. I thought it was cute, although as you can see we forced Georgie into it. Speaking if CEC's....YIKES!!! Don't think we will be heading there again until she actually begs to go. what a nightmare. Darcy and I both just sat there thinking we were sooooo over stimulated that we couldn't even maintain a conversation with each other. Georgie just seemed to observe everything...I think she handled it better than we did. We were off to Church this morning and it is always nice to hear from the nursery workers that your kid is "fun".....Maybe I am picking up this whole parenting thing.......ok I gotta go, I think she is trying to lick the outlets again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;She loves Chocolate Milk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115610230772659801?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115610230772659801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115610230772659801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115610230772659801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115610230772659801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/hawaiian-pizza.html' title='Hawaiian Pizza'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115591851831822274</id><published>2006-08-18T12:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken Caesar salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/office.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/400/office.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We met darcy for a picnic lunch yesterday. This is Georgie in his office. He is a proud Daddy. Not much going on in my life right now...just the same ol' raising of a kid. This weekend we are planning to re-arrange the basement...good times. short one today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She continually grabs hold of the fire place poker...I just can't seem to stop her. Thinking of looking for a book called "How to get kids to do what you want, when you want FOREVER!"..might be on amazon.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115591851831822274?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115591851831822274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115591851831822274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115591851831822274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115591851831822274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/chicken-caesar-salad_18.html' title='chicken Caesar salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115557223857328567</id><published>2006-08-14T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Fajitas</title><content type='html'>Pretty good weekend. Lots of Housework. I re-arranged my Kitchen...again. This time I have it set-up to put a table and chairs in there. Not sure if I want one of those collapsible tables that you mount on the wall or alittle cafe table. either way...good to have. I also have cleaned out my basement and threw out alot of old junk. I had the "T-POT" (Teddy pee'd on it) Rug cleaned and I am getting it on Wednesday, then I can start to move the play room into the basement....where I am right now. Good thing. I just came back from Chapters, One of Georgie and I's weekly hang-outs. They have a good kids area to read and play in. Kills me when I see parents trying to read these wordy classics to their toddlers...here's me..."COW...MOOOOOOOOO!" then we laugh...............I need adult company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Tia Amy pushed Georgie...now she has rug burn on her top lip......tsk tsk :-)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115557223857328567?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115557223857328567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115557223857328567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115557223857328567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115557223857328567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/chicken-fajitas.html' title='Chicken Fajitas'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115531602088720927</id><published>2006-08-11T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice 'n Beef</title><content type='html'>Does anyone remember this little number from the original TV movie of "Alice in Wonderland" done in the late 80's?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do People act as if their crazy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do they do the things they do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't they understand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That all the things I'VE planned,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are what I just demand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come true!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing this little number to myself when I have to deal with stupid people in life. For instance to day at the indoor playground this little girl, not once, but twice shoved Georgie into her toy and the mother did nothing but "lip-service" discipline. Lazy parenting...an epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;So how much stress is September. Every year about this time I feel like I need to be entering into a meaningful purpose for my life. To quote amy...September is the big Monday. I guess I feel motivated...you know...I'm looking for a reason...roaming through the night...to find...my place in this world....my place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;says "WOW" to everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115531602088720927?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115531602088720927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115531602088720927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115531602088720927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115531602088720927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/rice-n-beef.html' title='Rice &apos;n Beef'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115523604682592777</id><published>2006-08-10T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi</title><content type='html'>So I went shopping with the ladies last night....Susane and Leanne. Susane is due to have her 4th little one in two weeks and here she is drugging through the mall like it is nothing. stamina I guess. So how crazy is the world today? luckly no one in my immediate family is flying today, but my parents have one of my cousins...Mathew Rodriguez (for those who know) staying with them because he had an early flight out to JFK. I woke them up early and warned them to get to the airport early because of all the new security. They did. My dad leaves for Malaysia this week and this is his last trip there since his project is closing....I have going to give him an extensive list of shopping he must complete!!! So today I went to a second hand childrens store to buy some toys for Georgie. I told the lady I would like to have the taxes taken off and she was "shocked" then I told her fine, give me 10% off. Then she scoffs "sorry dear, we don't do that" to which I said " SORRY, you are wasting MY time!!!!!" and left. AS IF!!!!!!!! I always get 10% in 2nd hand stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG update&lt;br /&gt;She has out grown most of her winter clothes...I only have a couple pants that fit...Have made my emergency clothing request to my mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115523604682592777?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115523604682592777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115523604682592777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115523604682592777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115523604682592777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/sushi.html' title='Sushi'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115514458916429012</id><published>2006-08-09T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday night chicken</title><content type='html'>I am very tired today. Darcy is on this charting and list kick right now and frankly it is really getting on my nerves. People, I hate to-do lists, and charts and also making my own to-do list. I can't get my head around them and it drives me bonkers. He has this very detailed budget which I am doing my best to understand how it effects me when I need to buy a cake pan and chocolate mix to make a cake.....is the cake pan "grocery" or "hardware" does the cake mix count as "food" or "specialty".....this is what I am dealing with. Today I woke up to a daily chart of household chores....well today is wednesday and thus I haven't done monday or tuesday's jobs, so does that mean I am running three days behind or do I let it get dirtier than usual so I take care of it next monday? Here's my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) play with Georgie&lt;br /&gt;2) eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;3) put Georgie to nap&lt;br /&gt;4) Drink and Sun-bathe (to be done concurrently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG update&lt;br /&gt;She bit my finger so hard I thought I was going to vomit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115514458916429012?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115514458916429012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115514458916429012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115514458916429012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115514458916429012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/thursday-night-chicken.html' title='Thursday night chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115505588735959369</id><published>2006-08-08T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Combo 2 w/D.Coke</title><content type='html'>Long weekend was good...here are the stats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in my home........5&lt;br /&gt;Times in the pool........3&lt;br /&gt;Home-cook meal.........1&lt;br /&gt;Out for dinner..............4&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Cake.............1 (Paul turned 37!)&lt;br /&gt;Bumbleberry pie.........1 (my FAV!)&lt;br /&gt;Pee on my carpet........1 (darcy) (kidding:-))&lt;br /&gt;Pooped in the pool......1 (that would be Georgie!)&lt;br /&gt;naps..........................3&lt;br /&gt;Laughing........................countless&lt;br /&gt;shopping at the Accesorize.........11 items&lt;br /&gt;Happy good times folks, wishing it never ended.........5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;She has realized that she can put her fingers in her ears to change the sound. Also points to her nose when asked. I think I hear 'mom'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115505588735959369?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115505588735959369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115505588735959369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115505588735959369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115505588735959369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/combo-2-wdcoke.html' title='Combo 2 w/D.Coke'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115465727407680394</id><published>2006-08-03T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:08.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>soup n' sandwich</title><content type='html'>Today was finally alittle bit of a break from the hot weather. I had spent the afternoon with Georgie in the Pool and had forgotten to take down the patio umbrella. As you can imagine when this crazy storm hit it tossed around our patio set. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I did spend the day with Susana. That girl is ready to "pop" any week now, yet she still manages to take care of a family of 5....impressive. Poor Georgie just can not seem to play with the other boys. I have noticed that she really is a gentle and deliberate person with her toys and let's face it boys just want to run and scream. She tries to wave and blow them kisses, but they want nothing to do with her right now. Frankly it breaks my heart...but by the time she can truly run, she possibly will keep up with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;I had a very bad flare-up this morning....due to the crazy storm....on my stupied cane again. Here's to the long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Another tooth popped up and she seems to be getting her appetite back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115465727407680394?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115465727407680394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115465727407680394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115465727407680394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115465727407680394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/08/soup-n-sandwich.html' title='soup n&apos; sandwich'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115422566856191111</id><published>2006-07-29T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wendy's combo 1-no Sauce</title><content type='html'>Ok so I am back in T.O. and I am a little tired and took a hiatus form blogging. it was refreshing. Last nite Darcy had a good gig. He played down at the Beaches Jazz festival. I tell you, considering that this guy has a very demanding full-time job and the demands of being a father...he still plays awesome and can hold his own with these other professional players.&lt;br /&gt;We went up to my grandma's cottage today....my grandfather is a bear...oh well. I am not too reflective tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Just getting over a cold....I have truly never seen so much boogers. slightly nauseating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115422566856191111?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115422566856191111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115422566856191111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115422566856191111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115422566856191111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/07/wendys-combo-1-no-sauce.html' title='Wendy&apos;s combo 1-no Sauce'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115326765324737213</id><published>2006-07-18T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Empinadas</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this was a boring day.  Started out last night when Georgie woke up at 12:30 am and all I could think of doing is crying to my mom..."I can't....(sob)...I'm soo tired....(sniff)....please take care her.....(whimper).  She did.  my mom rocks.  Went back to bed and slept until 8:30.  unfortunately I woke up with a terrible flare-up and required assistance to even walk.   But such is my life.   So as you can imagine the day was spent at the condo, Georgie playing and then napping for 4 hours (of course.) and me watching 6...that's right...not an error...6 HOURS of "Kathy Griffin...the D-list".  I have no brain left.....however her show was like Kentucky fried chicken.  It smells good....looks good...so think I gotta have it...then what ends up happening?....your legs fall asleep because of the amount of time your sitting on the toilet, cursing the secret blend of seven spices.  every time one show ended I'd try to go read...but no it dragged me back in.  The drugs kicked in later in the day and I did manage to go out for dinner...Mexican.   I was thinking of hitting the pool tonight...but the one elevator that takes you to the parkade level and out to the pool is broken.  Since I am barely walking, stairs are out of the question, so I guess it's laps in the tub......I have my mom blowing bubbles on one end so I get a good current&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;She is getting sturdier...she can climb on the furniture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115326765324737213?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115326765324737213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115326765324737213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115326765324737213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115326765324737213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/07/empinadas.html' title='Empinadas'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115319615597691679</id><published>2006-07-17T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baked Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/pool.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/pool.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Jesus...it is sooooo Hot here. It wouldn't be so bad if we didn't have to carry Georgie and the stroller, and the diaper bag, in and out of the truck. Plus, Georgie is never without her water or juice to keep her hydrated....thus I am also changing diapers every hour. very draining. I did however buy the cutest Bermuda shorts today. Didn't think I would look good in them...you know...chubby knees and all....but they do. Also got a cute white T to go with it. I saw the cutest T shirt for my little cousin Lucas today...it said "sleep is for the weak". They ran out of his size. how appropriate though. Georgie took the worst Temper tantrum today in the store. all because she wasn't ready to leave behind a certain item. She has taken hitting me on the shoulder and screaming....seriously it sounded like I was abusing her. I had to first just restrain her in my arms and then I held her hands looked her in the eyes and said firmly NO HIT. To which she grabbed both my cheeks and kissed me...then laughed her head off. I have no idea what I'm doing. I miss Darcy tonight......I really need a foot massage:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;With the Heat, she doesn't really have an appetite for food. She prefers to just drink all day.....like her daddy:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115319615597691679?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115319615597691679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115319615597691679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115319615597691679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115319615597691679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/07/baked-chicken.html' title='Baked Chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115311091123432802</id><published>2006-07-17T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrimp fettucini</title><content type='html'>I think I may have tuckered out Georgie with all the shopping.   She is just cranky and irritable possibly due to all the malls I drag her to.  We spent the day at Memorial Mall yesterday, they have an Ice rink there.....FYI, I don't think Texans should be on skates:-(   To end the day we went to Burlington Coat Factory.  The Baby section in that store is inspiring.  They have so many gimics and doo-hicky's for kids, that I just go broke buying it all.   Interesting observation about Texans though,  I have noticed on more than one occasion, it is the older simbling that is always pushing around the younger ones and taking care of them while the mothers are shopping.  I'm not sure how I feel about this.....the poor older kid is forced to bare all the responsability.  oh well.   We went to the pool again today, although the water is getting too warm to cool off in...they need a pool cooler....what kind of slum hole to my parents live in??? did I mention that I have to get my OWN drinks when poolside?......barbaric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;She is waking up at 1 am to chit chat....asleep by 3....up by 5......asleep by 7.....ready to go out the door by 9.   Atleast it is a routine...right......RIGHT?!?!  I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S  my parents computer doesn't allow pop-ups so I have spelling mistakes.....deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115311091123432802?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115311091123432802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115311091123432802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115311091123432802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115311091123432802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/07/shrimp-fettucini.html' title='Shrimp fettucini'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115284912699955282</id><published>2006-07-13T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steak</title><content type='html'>So today was "Woodlands" day.   I spent 2.5 hours in Marshalls.  I bought 1 pair of pants.  it was awesome.   We also went into the mall itself; they have a play area.....bad idea.  While Georgie enjoyed it, I did not enjoy having to tell off 10-12 year old boys to stop running and jumping off the toys.  seriously where are these parents?????!!!!!!!  Then as we were pushing Georgie through a store, a little girl snatched an Elmo toy of Georgie's right off her stroller.  I asked the little girl for it back and she wouldn't.......finally I TOLD her to give it back as I grabbed her arm to give me back the toy......oh and did I mention her father was standing right beside her the whole time...watching this transpire and said NOTHING!?!  CRAZINESS.....I don't think I like the people who live in Woodlands...they are pretentious and rude.&lt;br /&gt;So I finally met my parent's friends, Don and Sherry....nice folks.  The first thing Sherry said when she saw me is that I looked like my sister....to which I said Yes, but the difference is one of us has a little bitty weight problem........it's Amy, she can't gain weight.   Didn't get out to the pool this morning....must get out there friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Decided to pull and ALL-NIGHTER!  She was up by 1 and then talked to us until 5am....yes you read that right...5 AM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115284912699955282?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115284912699955282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115284912699955282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115284912699955282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115284912699955282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/07/steak.html' title='Steak'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115276021474717119</id><published>2006-07-12T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roasted Chicken</title><content type='html'>I did it, I bought a Bikini.  Man it was a tough decision cause I am not a single digit size, but I threw caution to the wind and I bought myself a little black bikini.  Today while Georgie had her nap, I left my mom in charge and slipped out to the condo pool, I mean it was 10:30 am...who would be out there?  The landscapers of course.  I thought about turning back, but no...I am a happily married woman, with a post-pregnancy bulge...I have earned the right to feel comfortable in my skin.  So I whipped out the floating sun lounger and jumped in.  I felt empowered......until I burned my boobie and my belly....which hasn’t seen the sun in years.&lt;br /&gt;So today was day 3 of shopping madness.  I was feeling still on my bikini high, when as I was in Marshall's looking at purses a lady came up to me and asked if I could "help her out".  She then tells me who she is, and that "we are doing a show on before and after's and wanted to now if I would like to be a model"............HOW BAD DO I LOOK THAT I NEED THIS???????  this is what screamed through my head.  I said no and found my mommy and had a little cry.   I think this was the end of my empowering day.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Got frustrated of being contained when in the store and figured out how to crawl through the racks of clothes to escape.....try catching a slippery toddler doing this in Ross, while you are doing "switch backs" to catch her........while pulling the shopping cart full of clothes of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115276021474717119?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115276021474717119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115276021474717119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115276021474717119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115276021474717119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/07/roasted-chicken.html' title='Roasted Chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115263161938142110</id><published>2006-07-11T11:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipotle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/shopping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so here we are in the big ol'state of Texas. Why can't we have these kinds of shopping carts in toronto. They amuse her while I get things done in the store. Oh well. Slight crisis. Georgie had sent her "Blue's Clue dog" over board and in a matter of seconds when I went back around the corner to get it....it was gone. Can you believe that? someone had stolen it...here...where if you chucked a rock you would hit ten churches. I had to do what Joyce Meyers says and Released it to the Lord...maybe it went to a needy kid. Hot and sticky, sticky and hot. I am having to put deodorant behind my knees....I hate it when it sticks as I sit. Funny story....my mom was bent over trying to get Georgie into the car seat of the truck (butt in air), as I was putting the stroller in the back a Mexican in a truck slowed down, rolled down his window and grinned as he starred at my mom.....I was in disbelief....and nauseous. gotta love the poor Mexicans.....and their food...YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;I can't even drive to the grocery store without her crying for the TV to be turned on in my parents truck....she's is in for a rude awakening when we go home.....so am I:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115263161938142110?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115263161938142110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115263161938142110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115263161938142110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115263161938142110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/07/chipotle.html' title='Chipotle'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115171964345243617</id><published>2006-06-30T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuna Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/30.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a surprise 30th birthday party last saturday and it was very good. My parents even came and surprised me as well. I gotta say though I was starting to catch on, and by saturday the things being said to me was not quite adding up. However I chose to let it go and just enjoy the ride....and I did. Georgie enjoyed herself and played alittle with her cousin Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow id the portugal game against england....I know we will win!!!!! oh yea and after we are celebrating Canada Day. Viva Portugal......and Canada eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Took a temper and hit me on the leg...she got a time out. Another tooth coming...she's having restless nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115171964345243617?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115171964345243617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115171964345243617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115171964345243617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115171964345243617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/06/tuna-salad.html' title='Tuna Salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115102686268645015</id><published>2006-06-22T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesquite Chicken</title><content type='html'>Who loves IKEA?....yes I do. Some of it is a tad too student-y but for children and kitchens it is fabulous. I ran into one of the designers from Cityline...I did not acknowledge him, after all I am canadian........Portuguese, when they are playing!! I took Georgie over to visit with Lucas today, sat and gossiped with Donna about the rest of the family....kidding.....when it's family it's just good to know:-) Tomorrow nite is date night for darcy and I and we are leaving Georgie with my sister. First of all I hate the word "date nite" it sounds so stupid, second I find myself missing her already....that is not good....I need to get a life outside of mommyhood.....(that's in my book too.) I think we are going out for dinner and then to a movie. oh cliche.&lt;br /&gt;By the way shout out to my brother-in-law who helped fix this blog!! (I literally have to shout, cause me doubts he's a-read'n this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;I was informed today she has a "black ladies bum".......?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115102686268645015?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115102686268645015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115102686268645015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115102686268645015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115102686268645015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/06/mesquite-chicken.html' title='Mesquite Chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115093526114524881</id><published>2006-06-21T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peas</title><content type='html'>Oh the stress whenever Nelly Furtado releases a new CD,....and now this one is more well received in the states. I think I should just start answering YES we are related and see if I get anything out of it. Went to a new playgroup this morning near my home, it was pretty good. I still have a hard time talking with other mothers, mostly because I pre judge them as being know-it-alls.....possible a kettle-pot situation....but I guess I should loosen up. One lady looked like her grandmother, to which I almost commented on until the little girl referred to her as mommy....yikes. I feel myself starting down the path of "my life has no value to society and all I can attest to is the fact the Zoe looks like oscar the grouch but orange" I bought a book called 'Momstown, The life makeover for the stay-at-home mom'.....sad, I know. But Dr Phil recommended it......sadder yet. I was skeptical, but between us, dare I say, it has helped and most importantly I found out I am normal....well, except for my above average perky breasts....(positive thinking...the book says it helps:-)) Here's to motherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Dried noodles as an option to sand....not a good thing.....just looks like a bowl of lunch to Georgie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115093526114524881?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115093526114524881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115093526114524881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115093526114524881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115093526114524881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/06/peas.html' title='Peas'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115076346252064020</id><published>2006-06-19T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/pool.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/320/pool.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had our first pool party. Fun, Fun, Fun. I am definitely a pool gal, and so is Georgie, she cries when we take her out. I am thinking of buying a Bikini, no one can see me....so this should be safe. We celebrated Darcy's second Fathers' day. we went for Oysters...yummy. I really have to get my hair done and I am thinking about cutting it all off, but then I think stay long and I could get up every morning to wash and straighten my hair. Stress, but I think I will start with getting it coloured, I know that blonde chunks are out but they just look so good on me, so I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is in two weeks and I will be 30...crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;Temper tantrums.......yikes, gotta nip this in the butt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115076346252064020?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115076346252064020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115076346252064020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115076346252064020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115076346252064020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/06/bbq-chicken.html' title='BBQ Chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-115024839194351010</id><published>2006-06-13T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza</title><content type='html'>I finally have the pool in the backyard up and running, that definitely did take awhile. I hate having to mix and prepare chemicals...I think I inhaled some....I've already called poison control. I took Georgie to a new playgroup this morning....pretty close to home, but there was only 2 other kids there and most of the toys were for kids older. I did get to meet a mom who gave me the heads up on another location..will try. I have started a new regiment of therapy for my joints (been in alot of pain lately) anyways this new therapist is a talker, and I don't know what I said to trigger it, but she dives in to this life story of being friendless and marrying a person of opposite religion and the woes that brings. I felt like charging her when I left for MY time. seriously I don't know if I had to ask her for coffee. I am not going back. Gonna get my hair done soon...I have more whites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;7 teeth now, 8 bruises on her head from running into things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-115024839194351010?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/115024839194351010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=115024839194351010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115024839194351010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/115024839194351010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/06/pizza.html' title='pizza'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-114955676286483718</id><published>2006-06-05T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ichiban</title><content type='html'>I finally am 1/2 way to my dream of being a pool owner. while an inground pool would make me giddy, Darcy and I bought one of those inflatable top ring pool. V. excited to be lounging out there. The world of pool toys is now a legitimate purchase....oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;darcy played a gig this weekend in the Unionville Festival. I decided to packup Georgie and rode my bike w/the T.O.W to catch his last set. He had taken a "paternity" leave from the band to help me out with Georgie, but now he is back at it. He did really well........I always think he does really well:-) I have my flights booked for Texas,I'm going the first three weeks of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;She is learning that she can get in and out of her car, on and off her chair, but having trouble with getting on and off her choo choo train.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-114955676286483718?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/114955676286483718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=114955676286483718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114955676286483718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114955676286483718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/06/ichiban.html' title='Ichiban'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-114903544982337830</id><published>2006-05-30T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:07.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeburgers</title><content type='html'>I am so hot. It was a v.muggy and humid day today. Poor Georgie is a chunky one, so the insulation makes her sweat alot. We went over to my cousin leanne's and played in their pool...until georgie tried to snort all of it and then we just sat on the patio eating watermelon. pretty good. I need a bikini....I figure now that I am Turning 30, who cares!&lt;br /&gt;I went to go check out a new thrifty store that opened by my house and they had awesome jewelry on sale...cheap....I bought lots.&lt;br /&gt;I am still thinking about buying wedges but I am still unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;she wont give up her bottles....needing to work on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-114903544982337830?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/114903544982337830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=114903544982337830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114903544982337830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114903544982337830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/05/homeburgers.html' title='Homeburgers'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-114883700247820953</id><published>2006-05-28T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:06.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs Benedict</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in awhile....was out of my routine.  so lets see in a week not much has happened.  We tried to go camping for the long weekend and that was not the best time...we ended up with sleet and high winds.  I managed with Georgie the first night, but then we just abandoned the idea by the next morning.  We are finally having warmer weather and right now I am sitting out on my deck with my pink cowboy hat and shades listening to CCR.....doesn't get better than that.  amy is in Texas....bring me back something from Target!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;says "hi" tp everyone and every toy is discovered with "OHHHHHHH!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-114883700247820953?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/114883700247820953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=114883700247820953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114883700247820953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114883700247820953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/05/eggs-benedict.html' title='Eggs Benedict'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-114791278493459320</id><published>2006-05-17T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:06.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shak'n bake chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/playgroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/400/playgroup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two little cousins at playgroup. I did however get asked how old was my son.....and his friend? figures!!! having a blah day today, partly due to the fact that our stove and fridge both went Caputo on us...at the same time!!!! what are the odds. it ended up costing us a couple hundred to fix..could be worse I guess. Getting ready to go camping on the long weekend. This is the first camping trip with Georgie...good times. I have done alot of research online as to how to prepare...I think I am on top of it. gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;She likes to sit inside of her play tent and "read" her books....out loud of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-114791278493459320?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/114791278493459320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=114791278493459320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114791278493459320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114791278493459320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/05/shakn-bake-chicken.html' title='shak&apos;n bake chicken'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-114731079677824241</id><published>2006-05-10T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:06.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>asian tuna salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/1600/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6021/2064/400/bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Georgie and I on our walk today....the last of summer weather for a few says because we are expecting rain. I decided to up my walking by joggin for part of it....I did. felt good. except that I wore terrible runners and bare feet, and basically I am out in the middle of the park when a large blister forms and then bursts on my heel. Unfortunately I was on gravel and there was no way that I could go barefoot, so after pondering....I decided to whip off georgie's shoes and grab her socks, stepped on one end and wrapped the blister, shoes back on. this worked. when I got home I had 10 mins before I had to leave for my physical and obviously I had to shower.....oh my goodness, I felt like vomiting when the water hit my foot. oh well. I had a root canal on saturday....only now starting to feel relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG update&lt;br /&gt;Did not apply suncreen often enough and now she has a farmer tan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-114731079677824241?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/114731079677824241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=114731079677824241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114731079677824241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114731079677824241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/05/asian-tuna-salad.html' title='asian tuna salad'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-114722263520718733</id><published>2006-05-09T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:06.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>maple salmon</title><content type='html'>So....... I wore my little pink shrug today and my pink tank underneath for georgie's play group....Bad Idea. everyone was getting an eye full! You know I'm all for a beautiful decolletage, but falling out of your top...not cool!&lt;br /&gt;I joined Weight Watchers again...man I hate being there for the meetings...it always ends up with these die hard lifers of the meetings talking about how good the new spicy thai tuna is.....true....but why do we need to talk about it. They asked me if I have ever joined before......nope NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;Mothers day is this weekend and I have meticulously cut out what I and placed it in darcy's wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;snuck into the kitchen and came running out ....full tilt...holding a mickey of Vodka......it was my mom's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-114722263520718733?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/114722263520718733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=114722263520718733&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114722263520718733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114722263520718733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/05/maple-salmon.html' title='maple salmon'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20553767.post-114687944783924661</id><published>2006-05-05T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:57:06.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy tuna</title><content type='html'>Friday night and where do the Keeler's go for excitement....Costco. While Darcy went to go get our 20lbs. box of kitty litter, I decide to go check out the clothes....like any NORMAL girl would. anyways they had these really cute tops and I decided to get it.....but I wasn't sure what size....so since I was wearing a tight Tee, I think "go for it...try it on" so I do and I kinda panicked as I pulled it over my shoulder.."what if it doesn't fit...out here...in public?!?" but it does, people..nicely. So I go to take it off and just as I have my arms like a pretzel over my head pulling the top off....I get stuck....and panic....and start to swivel from the hips trying to get it unhinged past my shoulder....I think I got pretty physical because I hit the table. so I said to myself.."peggy...breathe, loosen up and whatever you do don't fart"(all that swiveling loosened the colon, if you know what I mean). well that helped and I got it off, so I straightened my hair, pulled my Tee down and waved at darcy who was getting back from the cat litter. I now realized that to everyone shopping tonite I was..."Hey that's that lady who got that top stuck over her head, I think she farted too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG Update&lt;br /&gt;sleepy kid. had three long naps today. walked a few aisles at costco by herself. says "ohhhhhhh" now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20553767-114687944783924661?l=keelercafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/feeds/114687944783924661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20553767&amp;postID=114687944783924661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114687944783924661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20553767/posts/default/114687944783924661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelercafe.blogspot.com/2006/05/spicy-tuna.html' title='Spicy tuna'/><author><name>~P~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681478161576438357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRZs8tQsXiI/S33rwfL51SI/AAAAAAAAACw/zwin0INtISM/S220/DSCF0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
