<?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-6520887995466383236</id><updated>2011-10-02T14:17:28.392-07:00</updated><category term='dead memories'/><title type='text'>The Owens Family Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-7627057468291251305</id><published>2011-10-02T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T14:17:28.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead memories'/><title type='text'>Where the Willows Meet</title><content type='html'>Christa, u have been gone 18 years now, and still your memory stays with me. Sometimes I wish we could of changed places in that car. Why is it that I lived and you died? In a way I am envious, you will forever be young and beautiful. You will never know the heart ache of losing your best friend, the other half of u. You will never know how much that hurts. I wonder if we would still be best friends, or if we would have drifted apart like sand in the wind, and became just distant memories like so many of the rest. You were the only person in this world who totally understood me. I miss u. I feel selfish, because I lived, I got to know the feeling of falling in love, having unconditional love threw my children, and then the heartbreak of falling out of love. I look in the mirror and wonder who is this person standing before me, because I have aged, and my own visage is almost unrecognizable, age is cruel, and only getting crueler by the year. I have tried more than once to come meet you again, but perhaps you are not ready to see me . Perhaps it is you that keeps me here, even thou my head is full of darkness and my heart is shattered on the floor, you still want me to be here. I know you were here, you were alive, and you were my best friend, you live threw me, my love and my struggles are also yours. We are one, even death could not kill that. However there is a hole in my soul where you use to be. You filled that piece of me that no one ever could, not my husband, not my kids, and no other. However when it is time for me to find the path threw the thorny bushes and darkness, I want your face to be the first I see. We can walk hand in hand threw the dark overgrown pathways where the willows meet, and once again be whole. I love you my dear Christa Sweet, please wait for me where the willows meet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-7627057468291251305?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7627057468291251305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=7627057468291251305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7627057468291251305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7627057468291251305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-willows-meet.html' title='Where the Willows Meet'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-5918897494870673311</id><published>2011-01-28T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:43:50.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love this</title><content type='html'>2am and she calls me cuz im still awake. can you help me unravel my latest mistake? I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season. Yea we walk threw the doors so accusing their eyes like they have any right at all to criticize, hypocrites your all here for the very same reason. Cuz you cant jump the track were like cars on a cable and lifes like an hour glass glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button girl. so cradle your head in your hands and breathe, just breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Nalick 2 A.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-5918897494870673311?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5918897494870673311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=5918897494870673311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5918897494870673311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5918897494870673311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-this.html' title='love this'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6910379520758157479</id><published>2010-12-16T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:22:06.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little White Lies</title><content type='html'>We all tell little white lies to our boss our neighbor and our spouces. But when it comes to lying to your spouce do little white lies end up in a giant marriage ruining snowball. I think so. Its even worse when you catch them in a lie, and it underminds everything. Marriage is suppose to be based on trust and love right. Well there is no trust in my relationship. To many white lies have ended up in a giant snow ball packed full of rocks that is getting ready for a landslide. That kind of kills the love. You can say I love you, but do you mean Im still in love with you? Its 2 different things. Perhaps if people would see what was right in front of them they would understand why someone did what they did. Open your eyes to what you have, and dont fucking blame me for all of it. Everyone can see it but you. Get the fuck over it or lets move on. No one is getting any younger here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-6910379520758157479?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6910379520758157479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=6910379520758157479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6910379520758157479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6910379520758157479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-white-lies.html' title='Little White Lies'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-875009394333153477</id><published>2010-10-24T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T08:51:04.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>I wonder why we collect the things that we do? For example some collect hats, others bottle caps, even dead animal heads to hang on their walls. Yuck. I collect 3 things, sea shells, fairies, and snow men. So what does our choice of collector items say about us and why are we compelled to collect such things. No im not a hoarder either. So perhaps in my mind i live in fantasy land by a beach. LOL. Just going threw my things that have been in boxes for a year or more and wondering why I had to have all these things? Do they make me any happier? NO, are they pretty to look at yes, but in truth in years from now when Im gone, they will not matter to anyone, they will be in a landfill somewhere or remain in a box in the attic somewhere, or broke by my children's, children. So why do we collect. Even the Egyptians did it, but at least when they were entombed their things got to be  with them and they could  spend eternity with their things.till they were robbed or excavated. Ive heard the saying over and over the more you own the more you are owned by the things you own. What about the people who collect animals and weird thing like potato chips that look like celebrities or past presidents, not thats freaky! Just wondering if all our life experiences have to do with what we collect, or if its ingrained into our DNA, like our eye color, or mood dispositions, or features. Is all this pre-planned before we even know it? I guess beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder, to use an old cliche, but a true one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-875009394333153477?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/875009394333153477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=875009394333153477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/875009394333153477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/875009394333153477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-9014857608488852994</id><published>2010-10-18T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T16:22:20.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws</title><content type='html'>alway's its so easy to see your flaws, and harder to see the good. We all do it and we know we do it. Such  negative self talk. Like im always thinking, Im not good enough. I need to lose a few pounds, Im not smart enough, I could be more involved with the kids, Im selfish, I want want want, Im old, not pretty enough. Sometimes thoughts like this are hard to overcome. What is all this positive self talk I keep hearing about. I know I think well at lest im a better mother then mine ever was, but then I think OMG that hag is raising my son, so how much better am I? I think there is a lot in my life that needs fixing. Yea I have Josh and the kids, but damn them all. If I had never had kids I wouldnt have to lose a few or be called selfish, and probably wouldnt feel so damn old. (or look it ) shhhh. I mean I love them dont get me wrong, and its them that I want to change for, or make the flaws I feel lesson, and yea I know im a little selfish, and I want want want for things I cant have, so its a work in progress. but when i ask myself what Im good at what is my talent, I draw a blank. Im different, not a cookie cutter of everyone else, like the mommy pow wow's at the school. Dont let me get started on that issue. But it seems that is bad. Ive always felt like I dont belong, always. Perhaps it's  this town and the Wyoming mentality, but then again if i didnt have kids I wouldnt live here. So in that way Im not selfish, I wanted then to grow up in a safe envoronment, not that anywhere is safe, but at least its not like Colorado with millions of people. Im very liberal with my views and I try to pass that on to my kids. But then again is that a good thing. I dont believe in God but I tell them they can belive what ever they want. I dont know. Just rambling's and truthful thoughts. seems like people are afraid too speek the  truth unless its on Craigs List and annoymous. Not me, I speek my mind, again is that a good thing??? I think I care too much or perhaps too litte about what others think of me. Not sure as you can tell, LOL.. I just always thought that by now Id have everyting figured out and be in that house of the hill. Have what I wanted. Guess the jokes on me. so now its be happy with what you do have, be thankful, be this be that. AHHHH! Why cant I just be me.. Whom ever that is, I havent seen her in years. sometimes it feels as if being married is like having parents all ove again. Be home at this hour, where you going, call me. UGH!!! But what if It was to all go away, then I guess Id really be bithing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-9014857608488852994?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9014857608488852994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=9014857608488852994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/9014857608488852994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/9014857608488852994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/flaws.html' title='Flaws'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-2210637763897510187</id><published>2010-10-17T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T09:13:17.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I do things I cant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though they cause you pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you standing in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;wondering why I have no shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the darkness inside my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fueled&lt;/span&gt; by memories beyond my control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never learn to trust you, afraid to give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;I knew sooner or later I would be left alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all I could, even sacrificed my youth&lt;br /&gt;all the while feeling as if all of this was not the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now its time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;watching the memories float up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;please please please &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; you cry&lt;br /&gt;as i let out my final sigh&lt;br /&gt;and slowly but painlessly lay down to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Debevec-Owens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-2210637763897510187?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2210637763897510187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=2210637763897510187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2210637763897510187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2210637763897510187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-1917609121789336395</id><published>2010-03-08T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:28:21.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disconnected</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we went back to Casper because Josh had some work to do there. We all went and stayed at a Hotel. Jayden went to Darlen's house. The kids loved swimming, and I the hot tub, till I looked and realized how filthy it was. YUCK! So something weird went on inside my head while we where there. I looked around the town and somehow felt disconnected to it. I cant explain it any better than that. Disconnected. Like is this truly where I want to end up? Is this where I want to be? In a way Casper felt like cemetery's end to me. Like if I go back there, that is where I will end up dying. Like this is my last chance to get the hell out of there. I mean it looked trashy and run down to me. I think I hold on to Casper because that is where Josh and I started our lives together, there were good times and bad. But everywhere I look there is a memory with us in it. Like almost 12 years ago we were up on Casper Mountain and we found this cool looking tree and we carved Josh-n-Nikki 4 Ever in it. Every year since we go back and look at it, the years of sap and weather have made it tarnished and black, but it is our tree, and the word are still there, we call it our love tree. It seems since we have been here, we have not made very many memories. Just us fighting, and debt that has us between a rock and a cliff. This place feels unhappy to me. We just have to find a way to make it work for all of us. Josh and I have been down some bumpy roads together, but this past 6 months has been the hardest time in our relationship. I have half of my things already packed and I refuse to put them back up. I don't want to stay here in this house, yet Im not sure that I truly want to go back to Casper. UGH I guess I feel disconnected from my life also. Disconnected from Josh. Things will never be the same, this is the choice we made and if I could take it back I would. But I can't so we will just have to find a way, someway, to make this work. There is nothing else. Where is my fairy Godmother when I need her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-1917609121789336395?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1917609121789336395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=1917609121789336395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1917609121789336395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1917609121789336395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/disconnected.html' title='Disconnected'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-1759108788558346942</id><published>2010-02-26T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:56:55.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME...</title><content type='html'>First of all I know this sounds crazy but I want to go home. Every day I'm here, that is in the back of my mind. I don't think this city is for me and my kids. Its hard to raise your kids in a cold, hard, city. I know Casper has its own issues, but here the issues are on a bigger scale. I love Josh and want to be with him, and I want him to have his job, but I don't want to be here. I'm not going to force him to quit his job, he can keep it, but I know me and the kids are going to go back to Casper. I mean I have a hard time driving in this City and I'm supposed to teach my son to drive in this crap. People here are rude, not all but most. Jayden's school is BAD, drug infested, gang banger bullshit. Peyton's face is all scratched up from girls at school, and Mason has been acting out at school, just being defiant to teachers and refusing to do what they ask. Now that's not my Mason. I don't care if I have to start all over and go live in public housing, I just know I have to get my kids out of here. When Im in Casper I feel like why in the heck do I want to come back here, but truly the issue is safety. It feels safe there to me, here not so much. Josh doesnt see whats going on with the kids, he is oblivious to it, same with what is going on with me, oblivious. He is so focused on his job, they work him like an illegal, and are having cash flow problems so he only got one week of pay so I can hear the checks bouncing in the account right now. Oh but all the Illegals who work there got their pay on time. Bullshit. That is very frustrating. Plus the girls who rent my house in Casper are going to move out, they dont like people coming in to show the house, or to have open houses. So we are going to be in the same spot  with 2 house payments AGAIN..... I can understand how they feel, but I am paying their gas bill to compensate them for that inconvenience, but what can I do about it. Nothing. On top of it all Jayden is now smoking Cigarettes, busted him over and over again. I told him that on the 9th he has a Orthodontist appointment and Im just going to have the doctor take off his braces. We have to pay $200 every month just to get his braces adjusted and all the things they do, and if he is smoking its just a waste of money. Over the next 14 months it will be $3200 for braces and retainers. so I told him quit smoking and have nice teeth for the rest of your life, or keep smoking and have messed up teeth and jaw for the rest of your life. Its up to you.  We will see what he decides to do. I know first hand you cant fight a kid when it comes to smoking, it just makes them want to do it more. I discourage it, maybe this whole braces thing will be a wake up call for him, or not. So confused, dont know what to do. I wish we would of NEVER MOVED HERE!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-1759108788558346942?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1759108788558346942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=1759108788558346942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1759108788558346942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1759108788558346942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/home.html' title='HOME...'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6895408294503090963</id><published>2010-02-09T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:57:12.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Debevec Luck!</title><content type='html'>OK, so things did not go well at the cell phone place. They let me go. I'm sort of happy, because I did not like it, but sort of sad, cuz it make me feel like a big fat LOSER!!! But what can I do, I did not like the hours, I know I can do better, and that's what I will do, Better. In reality I just want to be a house wife, taking care of my kids, husband, dogs, and home. But then there is the other reality, Bills, Bills, Bills,... Josh is OK with this, we are doing much better and I think we are on the road to recovery. We may be going back to Casper as soon as our lease is up here. I'm not sure, we have 4 months to think about it. But if our house does not sell, we just may move right back into it. He has a love hate relationship with his job, and said it would not break his heart if he had to move on. Sometimes you have to take a step back before you can go forward. He loves me, and sometimes I feel like I'm his biggest downfall. We are day and night. I sometimes feel like everyone can see that but him. I'm lucky, he has put up with so much from me, and he still is willing to drive on. I told him he is a glutton for punishment. He says he loves me for better or worse. He is a loyal LEO. I'm thankful for him! I love him, and without him I don't know where I would be. I think he has saved my life on more than one occasion, I know it. I just wish I could be better, stronger, normal. This is what I need to strive for, so I can hold my family together. Plus another job. I wish I could work from home, Dont we all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-6895408294503090963?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6895408294503090963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=6895408294503090963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6895408294503090963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6895408294503090963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-debevec-luck.html' title='My Debevec Luck!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-5817733492523058782</id><published>2010-02-07T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T07:07:01.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel OLD</title><content type='html'>Ok, so started working at this place, training to move to another company that will open in the middle of the month, Its a Cricket store. Cell phone place. Most of the people who work there are just 3 or 4 years older than Jayden. So they all want to talk about how they got super drunk and kissed girls and OMG, its like so High School,  I could puke. But just to appease the Gods (Josh) I'm gonna try to make it work. But I feel like I'm beyond that. I thought a College Degree would help land a better job, but that's a joke. HAHA! So I feel like the old lady at the cell phone store. I hate getting old, but I have lost 20 pounds, so now my skinny jeans are now my fat jeans. That's a major plus. The stress diet works wonders. Just 20 more pounds and I will be fabulous. The fabulous old lady at the cell phone store that is. Why does everyone have to put their bi-sexuality on display for everyone to hear? I guess its the cool thing to do in 2010. But if that's cool, I guess I'm so not cool anymore. I use to be, where did all of my coolness go, I guess it got lost somewhere in the past 12 years. Its that ugly word maturity. I just want a office job, sitting behind a desk, working with peers who are not puking all day long because of drunkenness and kissing girls the night before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-5817733492523058782?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5817733492523058782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=5817733492523058782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5817733492523058782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5817733492523058782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-feel-old.html' title='I feel OLD'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-1417542195188253735</id><published>2010-02-04T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:06:46.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF you read my last post (sorry and not sorry)</title><content type='html'>If you didn't you missed out! I deleted it, Can anyone say BIPOLAR..... Just going threw some heavy shit. All of us are. Its hard to be us right now. I know everyone has their own pile of BS, but we are at a catharsis in life right now, teetering on a threshold. It can very easily go one way or the other at this point. Do we let 12 years of our lives go down the drain, or do we work on it. Is it even worth it anymore? So complicated, kids, bills, things, health issues, Life, who I want to be VS who I am. Like I said Catharsis. I think we all go threw it, everyone of us in our lives. It is hard on me because I dont know anyone here, and I so wish that I had a mother who I could talk to about this. But I don't. I just know that right now its not a healthy environment for my kids. Its hard to see your parents fighting all the time. Its not easy growing up in WW III, like my girl Pink says. I mean do I just stick around and see how bad it gets? When do you know that enough is enough? I hate this, when they say marriage is work, they are not kidding. You all know how much I love to work. LOL.....  But sorry about the doom and gloom, but this is my blog and this is my life, and when things are heavy and too much to carry, I sometimes put them here. It helps a little to know that someone is reading my thoughts, and someone may be able to relate, or give suggestions. Drama is emotionally draining, need a energy boost from my clan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-1417542195188253735?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1417542195188253735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=1417542195188253735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1417542195188253735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1417542195188253735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-you-read-my-last-post-sorry-and-not.html' title='IF you read my last post (sorry and not sorry)'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-4951238618724345823</id><published>2010-01-08T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:19:36.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile</title><content type='html'>I found the magic of Face Book and have not posted in a while. Im addicted to FB, Ive found friends that I have not talked to in 20 years or so. Josh's family, you so need to go to David's facebook page and check out his video. Its so funny, and about global warming. I think we all have missed out on David and how cool of a kid he is. Sad, but we can always fix that starting NOW. And NO I have NOT found a job yet. That seems to be the question on every ones mind. I know my fault, no one elses. Been tryin pretty hard. So thats the latest gossip in my life right now. Mason has a new nick name, its Mace Mace Peanut butter and Jelly Face. I wont say why because of legal issues but I will tell you in person. LOL.... Hope everyone is well and I hope poor Sam starts to get better soon. Poor guy, at least he has Brooke to take care of him. Perhaps we should get her a sexy nurse outfit just to brighten his day. Do you think she would wear it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-4951238618724345823?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4951238618724345823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=4951238618724345823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4951238618724345823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4951238618724345823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3169073012022102796</id><published>2009-12-18T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:02:01.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>I did not sent out cards this year so I am now wishing all of you a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy and Prosperous New Year!!! I hope you all get your Christmas Wishes!!! What ever they may be. Love You All&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3169073012022102796?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3169073012022102796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3169073012022102796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3169073012022102796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3169073012022102796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas.'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-5313419699349386750</id><published>2009-12-02T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:46:02.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BURRRR</title><content type='html'>It is freezing here today. It's like 15 degrees outside right now and yesterday it was tank top weather. Crazy. Thanksgiving was nice. Beki and George were here. Peyton and Beki kicked our butts at Pictionary. No fair! The next day our friends Travis and Rebel came down and stayed a few days. That was cool, and they want to move here after seeing the city and all it has to offer. That would be my dream come true. I so need a friend down here to do girly things with. I have an interview today, it is the 2nd at the community outreach center. So I think that is a good sign. (knock on wood). Wish me luck! It sounds like an ok job. Not my dream job by far, but a job. I heard there is something like 148000 people looking for work in the State, so beggars can't be choosers at this point. We still have not sold or rented out the house in Casper, it is such a bad market up there, I don't know what we will do if it does not go soon. I can't believe that Brooke's wedding and ring ceremony is less than two weeks away. It will be great to see all of you there. Drive Safe. I hope the weather is good for all of our drives. See you all then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-5313419699349386750?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5313419699349386750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=5313419699349386750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5313419699349386750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5313419699349386750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/burrrr.html' title='BURRRR'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-610746832637963778</id><published>2009-11-19T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:54:02.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Man Army</title><content type='html'>So last weekend I don't know what got into me but I put up the snow men. Not all but some, I even had Josh do some lights. So I guess I will be in the X-mas spirit once again. I'm still looking for a job, however I have an interview on Monday at the Community Outreach Center, being a receptionist. Its a center that places people with IQs under 70 in foster homes and group homes. Its better than nothing, but still not what I want to do. However anything is better than nothing right now. Its kind of in a bad part of town also, the South side. I put the house in Casper up for rent, and I put an add in the Casper paper and on Craig's list. I have gotten more responses from the add on Craig's list. I never checked out Craig's list before, its kind of neat, however stay away from the personal adds. There is some Freaks out there, especially in Colorado Springs. FREAKS!&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to seeing Beki and George next week, they are going to come down for turkey day and to spend some time with us. That will be nice. Cant wait to see some familiar faces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-610746832637963778?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/610746832637963778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=610746832637963778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/610746832637963778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/610746832637963778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/snow-man-army.html' title='Snow Man Army'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3973694805334621791</id><published>2009-11-13T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:34:29.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Positive Today</title><content type='html'>It is Friday the 13th Masons Birthday! He is now 7 can you believe that. It is so funny he lost both of his two front teeth in one day. So I guess he could sing that old song all I want for Christmas is my two front teeth. So things here have been sort of hard. Finding a job for me is not as easy as I would of hoped. I have gone to all the job services, scoured the paper daily and yes even applied at a crematorium. You know where you burn the dead. So not what I went to college for. The traffic here is crazy, the other day it took me 40 minutes to drive 7.5 miles. Other times its smooth sailing. I'm very home sick, and I miss my friends, and my old house. It is killing us making these two house payments along with all the bills for each. We are so broke it hurts. I'm afraid that if we don't sell that house soon we may have to go into foreclosure and file bankruptcy. I so don't want that, but what do we do, I mean we have to eat. My depression has been out of control, today is the first day in weeks that I have felt like myself. I spent days in bed just crying and sleeping. Its been hard on me moving here. Its hard to except that my house is gone forever. But......I'm trying to stay positive, lets see, the radio stations here kick ass and are so much better that Wyo. I live in a very nice house, my family is still together and even though we are struggling we are still a family. There is a lot to do here if you have money. People here are nice, and marijuana is legal here. (not that I can afford any) So there are some things to look forward to. I am so not in the Christmas spirit this year, can you believe that not one snow man is on display. I know so not like me. I want to boycott the Holidays this year, Bah hum bug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3973694805334621791?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3973694805334621791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3973694805334621791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3973694805334621791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3973694805334621791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-positive-today.html' title='More Positive Today'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-8917479162512946013</id><published>2009-11-12T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:29:39.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>I have tried to write a blog post over and over and over again. But it just comes out way to blah blah blah and negative so I have written down some words from a song I love by Seether called Fine Again and it sort of sums up how I am feeling about this life and where Im at right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like every days the same and Im left to discover on my own. It seems like everything is gray and theres no color to behold. They say its over and Im fine agin here. Try to stay sober, feels like im dying here. And I am aware now how everythings gonna be fine one day, too late Im in hell. I am prepared now seems everyones gonna be fine one day too late. Just as well.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the dream in me expire and theres no one left to blame it on. I hear you label me a liar cuz I cant seem to get this threw. You say its over  I can sigh again here. Why try to stay sober, when im dying here.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to hear the whole song go to myspace/seether.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-8917479162512946013?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8917479162512946013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=8917479162512946013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8917479162512946013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8917479162512946013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah blah blah'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-5962346436892424726</id><published>2009-11-01T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:53:21.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3YzLjAU3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dxLDv1I3fBw/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399209902071632754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3YzLjAU3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dxLDv1I3fBw/s200/DSC00136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was once again nice and warm. Here are some fun picutres from Last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3WPzr4owI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SyXMFv3U6hA/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399207095347749634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3WPzr4owI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SyXMFv3U6hA/s200/DSC00126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3XtlQnaYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3Qt06vsYpIk/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399208706382981506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3XtlQnaYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3Qt06vsYpIk/s200/DSC00139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3YfBOn_BI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bq2Yx_UqMDk/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399209555704413202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3YfBOn_BI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bq2Yx_UqMDk/s200/DSC00140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3XYKfC-GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xZ8ndEVorI4/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399208338418497634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3XYKfC-GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xZ8ndEVorI4/s200/DSC00131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3V91JSvkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Pw8qnWNZevI/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399206786501885506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3V91JSvkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Pw8qnWNZevI/s200/DSC00124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3W1vMIIII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JyTyruXVkoY/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-5962346436892424726?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5962346436892424726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=5962346436892424726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5962346436892424726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5962346436892424726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/Su3YzLjAU3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dxLDv1I3fBw/s72-c/DSC00136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-2953192885513755351</id><published>2009-10-09T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:54:11.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjustment Disorder</title><content type='html'>Ok so maybe moving and getting away from it all is not as easy as I thought. I still love the house, however am starting to not like the white carpet. Yes White, who in in their right mind would want to have white carpet in their house. Maybe if you were like 110 years old and never had anyone visit, walk, eat, or anything than that wouldn't be so bad. That is the least of it all. I got the kids all in their new schools. Im not to thrilled with Peyton and Masons school. The whole Medicare thing is a nightmare, trying to transfer or get medical for the kids has not been easy and is still not happening. Such a head ache and stressful. Josh's insurance does not kick in for 6 months, and with Jayden's braces, that's another ordeal and a stress. Plus Alltel has been giving me the run around, because surprise there is no alltel store here in the Springs and Im constantly roaming even though Im on the national plan. Jayden's school is alright, big High School and im not complaining or saying that it is a bad thing but at his school he is the minority. Such diversity here, I think im in culture shock. Living most of my life in Wyoming where there is hardly any diversity and then coming here where there is everyone is going to take some getting use to. I like it and think it's cool and all I just need to learn Spanish, and Ebonics. LOL So there is a lot left to figure out. Im home sick, I don't do well with so many changes at once. It is all setting in now, this is my life now, this is where we live. I know we will be ok, its just hard right now.&lt;br /&gt;Josh likes his job, but he commutes 2 hours a day, that is hard on him, He seems to be getting it all figured out and comfortable. He is going to do well there, and hopefully will bring home the big bucks. I already have many ideas about spending those bucks. After all that's what this is all about right, more money, new opportunities. New shopping for me, Gucci here I come. NOT. We have to sell that house in Casper, its going to be very cumbersome until we do. But a girl can still dream, can't I? I need to find a job, and something to do with the lil ones after school while we work. I need to make some friends, I love Josh and all but hes not the best listener, hes a man, enough said. So just a little lonely and frustrated, but I guess all that is to be expected when you rearrange your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-2953192885513755351?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2953192885513755351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=2953192885513755351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2953192885513755351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2953192885513755351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/adjustment-disorder.html' title='Adjustment Disorder'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3992887010733450354</id><published>2009-10-01T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:28:47.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Beat</title><content type='html'>Moving is sooo not fun. I remember back in the day I could have everything packed in 9o min and be gone. I was so unorganized with this move, I even left the entire silverware drawer behind. I had the flew, way bad, don't recommend it. So I spent three days in bed and before I knew it there was only two days to pack. What a cluster****. Anyway a crew came up and loaded it all up for us, even things that we didn't want packed, of course only one spoke broken English, so it was hard to communicate. But they were super efficient and they even drove the U-haul down here and my van. Josh, I and the kids came down the next day along with Kathy and James. They were so much help. We all worked our butts off. There are nick knacks, boxes, clothes, ect everywhere. Its a mess. However it is the most beautiful home that I have ever lived in. The back fence needs a little help as well as the yard. But Im in AWE and can't believe that this is actually my house, well rental, but mine for now. It is fabulous. I am so spoiled. I love love love it. However we have already had some issues with Comcast, the cable company, not sure what to do about that.&lt;br /&gt;Josh drove all the way back up to Casper today to go get his last check. His old boss called him and said, You have been a great employee so I think that you deserve a severance package. Guess what, he got all the way up there and just got his ass chewed out and by Dick (names have been changed to protect the bastard) and no severance. Im so glad he is done with him, and we can move on to better and brighter tomorrows. I hope he remembers the silver ware drawer content this time. James and Kathy also left this morning so I have been working my ass of trying to get this place together while trying to deal with the kids. Who by the way were not very good today. Hopefully Josh will get back at a decent hour tomorrow so we can at least enrol the kids in school. But I may wait another week just to torture myself. There is just so much to do, and this traffic sucks here. It is going to take lot to adjust to for me. But Im sure in no time I will get use to it. So thats how its been so far. I have decided that I dont like moving, I put it up there with root canals and child birth, It sucks. But what a beautiful house. Some of the colors need changed but thats nothin but a thing for me. I love to paint. So there you go everyone, we made it, and it is a great city. Come see us soon family, well Beki anyway. The rest of you live way to far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3992887010733450354?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3992887010733450354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3992887010733450354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3992887010733450354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3992887010733450354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-beat.html' title='Im Beat'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-1723504049320087805</id><published>2009-09-15T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:45:10.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two weeks to go.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that in exactly two weeks from now we will be Colorado residents. Our new house is all ready to welcome our family, we still have to put the utilities and all that fun stuff in our name, but wow things are moving fast now. The kid's last day of school here will be on the 25th along with Josh's last day of work at Western. I have become the crazy don't make a mess lady, as our house hasn't sold yet, but we get calls almost every day for it to be shown to someone new. We do however have two interested parties, but they are in the process of figuring out their financing. I wish they would hurry up already, I don't like this don't make a mess lady, she is way too up-tight about house cleaning and she is driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Update, James is out of rehab and back with Kathy. He came over yesterday to borrow some money so he could go look for a job. I gave in, he seemed sober and down on his luck so I felt a little sorry for him. I hope the best for him, but........... you get the point, no need to say anything else. Where should we have Thanksgiving this year, should it be at Sybil's new haunted Victorian Mansion or our humble new abode? Unless Beki insists we do it at her house again, but I think she deserves this year off. Wouldn't you all agree? Anyway we are beside ourselves with excitement and lets hope the stars align just right so we can have this house under contract before we make the mad dash to Colorado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-1723504049320087805?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1723504049320087805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=1723504049320087805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1723504049320087805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1723504049320087805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-weeks-to-go.html' title='Two weeks to go.'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-2557970621531902133</id><published>2009-09-10T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T07:45:05.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all that glitters is gold?</title><content type='html'>We had a great and productive trip to Colorado Springs. However we found out that we don't qualify for the dream house, however the second one on our list is basically ours. It is still a super nice 3 level with a beautiful kitchen with Spanish tile and filled with vaulted ceilings with sky lights, plus two full baths and a nice sun room off the back with lots of windows. You all know how I love to decorate windows. I know I need help. Josh is beside himself with excitement, as well he should be. His new company is even going to pay for full benefit's for all of us, which is a huge relief, and a great incentive for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to sell this house is a whole other ordeal. You don't realize how much you are owned by the things you own until something like this comes up. We have had a few interested people but nothing substantial so far. We are going to have another open house this Sunday, but after that I'm not sure what will happen. We have decided that if it doesn't sell by Halloween then we will start to rent it out, and ask someone we trust up here to be the property manager.&lt;br /&gt;Raider is going to come with us, I just cant do it, I cant put him down. Sometimes he runs around and looks at me and I remember that cute little puppy that I fell in love with 7 years ago. He still has at least another 6 years left in him, so I will not be the executioner.....yet....But he better shape up and quit being a mad pisser.&lt;br /&gt;I have not talked to my mother in a year, and I called her and left a message letting her know that we were moving and if she wanted to see her grand kids one last time before we leave she could have that option. What do you think happened, of course she did not call. Our achievements for her must only mirror her failures. That is all I will say about that, because I know they have blogger Spies who watch for excessive bad language and derogatory content. Why give her the satisfaction. I know all of you love me and my kids not matter what and that is all that matters. So here we go on the roller coaster, right now we are just heading up the hill, I can see the twists and upside down turns ahead and the butterflies are starting in the pit of my sole, but one good thing about roller coaster rides is that they eventually end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-2557970621531902133?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2557970621531902133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=2557970621531902133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2557970621531902133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2557970621531902133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-that-glitters-is-gold.html' title='all that glitters is gold?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-2358115091503989563</id><published>2009-09-03T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:14:03.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for Xanex</title><content type='html'>Our house is looking so clean and uncluttered, it's like I don't live here anymore. This Sunday while we are in Colorado our house will be having an open house. Let's hope someone loves it as much as we have and decides to buy it. If not we are going to have to rent it out, which hurts me worse than a tooth ache or even having a baby. We all know how MOST people treat rentals. All these changes, you think I would be a mess, however I have discovered the magic of Xanex, it is the wonder drug for me. All the stress melts away and I can still function and think clearly, but all of the moodiness and anxiety are gone. Im on a very low dose along with some Valium, so life is good now that I am properly medicated. LOL. We will meet Josh's new boss on Sunday and they will work out all the details of his employment. I guess his Secretary will be there to entertain me while they haggle, and do what ever they are going to do. I didn't want to go because I didn't think it was my place to be at his Interview or negotiations but Russ the new boss insisted that I come. Which makes me feel good because his current boss treats me like ****. Russ even wanted us to bring our kids, but if you know my kids, than you know that would be a huge undertaking.  Saturday we meet with a Realtor who will take us around and show us some rentals that I picked out from Colorado Springs MLS. Most of them are within 30 miles or so from where Josh will be working. We are not sure that Raider will make the move with us. He is losing his mind., He has seizures, bites everyone but me, growls, snarls, pees on furniture and beds, and hes just senile. So I hate to say it, but he may be put down before we move. No one else would take a dog like for very long, so maybe its for the best, or maybe Grandma Julie could make a fancy diaper for him like what she has for Maggie. Lots of tough decisions right now. Lots going on.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I feel like an adult. Making some very grown up decisions, and weighing the risk and options. Sometimes you have to take the chance even it means giving up everything and everyone you know. Even if it means giving up the home you love, and leaving it all behind. I don't want to look back 10 years from now and wonder what if. We are just going to dive in head first and see what happens. It could be the best thing ever or the worst, but if we don't try then we will never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-2358115091503989563?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2358115091503989563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=2358115091503989563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2358115091503989563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2358115091503989563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-god-for-xanex.html' title='Thank God for Xanex'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-2241096709976561133</id><published>2009-08-25T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:14:18.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS</title><content type='html'>Josh has decided to take a job in Colorado Spring, well out side of there in a town called Yoder. However Im a city girl and I have insisted that we live in or around Colorado Springs. You know I can't live without my nail salons, tanning salons, and malls. I have researched it and C.S has about 400,000 people there. Big change. We put our house on the Market yesterday. There is a big for sale sign in the front yard. We are sort of under pricing it because we need it to move fast. The worst thing will be having to make two house payments until this baby goes. Ive already looked at rentals on line in Colorado Springs and the market is very comparable to Casper, if not a little cheaper. We are already working with an agent down there to help us find something. Im a little heart broken because you all know the hard work that I have put into this house. It will be hard to leave my yard. Im looking forward to making new friends,(better quality people), and a fresh new start. Not looking forward to the traffic, Im so afraid to drive in Denver, and I heard people in Colorado Springs drive just as bad, but Im sure I will get acclimated in no time. I think that kids are very resilient and will adjust just fine. Hopefully if everything goes well Josh will be able to make 6 figures in 5 years or less with this new job, and it is already a big pay increase. So we would be crazy not to go. Plus I looked on line at the job market down there and saw that they have over 1000 job openings, which is great because Casper only has about 12. Hopefully my new degree will pay off down there. Either way Im excited yet terrified. We will be going down there to meet with Josh's new boss over labor day weekend, and checking out rentals also. So wish us the best of luck in our new endeavors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-2241096709976561133?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2241096709976561133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=2241096709976561133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2241096709976561133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2241096709976561133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-4262225519283281951</id><published>2009-08-17T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:47:17.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back 2 School</title><content type='html'>First of all I want to say that Brenna's wedding was fabulous. She was so beautiful and her dress was to die for. Dusty seems great and I wish them all the luck in their new life together. It was great to see everyone and to meet everyone. I wish we had more gatherings like that, but Brookies wedding is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiddos started school today, what a busy morning we had.  For the first time Mason has a male teacher. His name is Mr. Becker, he is such a nice guy and he is about seven feet tall. Peyton's teacher is a nice young lady, her name is eluding me at the moment, but she seems very sweet, and she has two young daughters who go to Paradise Valley elementary also. Im excited for Peyton, 4th grade was my favorite grade ever because we got to go to South Pass on a field trip and pan for gold. All of the class dressed up like cowboys and girls and we got our pictures in the paper. Plus I was the teachers pet, so that was a bonus. I am so going to volunteer to be a parent chaperon if she goes there for a field trip. Jayden was decked out in all his South Pole gear, skulls and all, along with his new piercing. What can I say, he's 14. God help us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I are both actively seeking jobs. He still has his job, but is miserable, and is ready for a change. So if you hear of anything good in your area let us know. We are so not above getting out of Casper, as a matter of fact we would love to get the hell out of here. So don't be shy, I don't care where you live, if you see anything substantial for work post it on the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-4262225519283281951?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4262225519283281951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=4262225519283281951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4262225519283281951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4262225519283281951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-2-school.html' title='Back 2 School'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-5856676281853099400</id><published>2009-08-13T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:04:09.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>OK so my diploma came in the mail today. It finally feels real to me that yes, I did this. I kept thinking I would get a letter from the registrar office saying our records indicate that you still need 25 credit hours to graduate. But its the real deal. Im so happy. OMG I went to a job interview today for the University of Wyoming Out Reach Center. It would be managing 25 people and an entire building. Needless to say I felt so under qualified that I wanted to sink into the the chair and turn into a puddle of mush and magically disappear. It was like no interview that I have ever gone to before. There were people on the TV, like a tele-conference with people from the UW in Laramie, and someone across town, plus 3 people in the interview room with me. I felt totally out of my element. But I handled it as professionally as possible. I think that the only way I would get that job is if everyone else some how came up with the swine flew and slipped into a coma. One can always hope, right.  But on a the bright side, any interview I will have in the future will be a piece of cake after that monstrosity. It was very intimidating, but I did the best I could. Josh and I watched a meteor shower on Tuesday night. It was magnificent, and for ever star that fell I wished that I would get this job that I just interviewed for. Maybe the magic of the meteor shower will help me a little. I can't help but blog now that I have nothing else to do. Hope to see all of Josh's family at Brenna's big day. Peyton is excited to go the the wedding, but she refuses to dance with her dad unless she is compensated by cash. She has made this point abundantly clear. Were not saying that Josh is a bad dancer, but........we will see how much he has to drink at the reception and you all can judge for yourself. Drive safe everyone and we will see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-5856676281853099400?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5856676281853099400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=5856676281853099400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5856676281853099400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/5856676281853099400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-525591771610781173</id><published>2009-08-05T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:31:57.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Summer Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmXvKuG1DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PcfdpLxlwso/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366487267576042546" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmWJr_djTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uQZrc-KMQnA/s200/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmV9PX1frI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PW6KRABrIuU/s1600-h/DSC00032-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366485310319722162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmV9PX1frI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PW6KRABrIuU/s200/DSC00032-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun in the Yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmVjUkvWgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PYj6WliFi8M/s1600-h/DSC00026-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366484865039424002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmVjUkvWgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PYj6WliFi8M/s200/DSC00026-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmU0WRqVSI/AAAAAAAAADw/_-_8CG1wATI/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-525591771610781173?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/525591771610781173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=525591771610781173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/525591771610781173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/525591771610781173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-summer-pictures.html' title='Fun Summer Pictures.'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmXvKuG1DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PcfdpLxlwso/s72-c/DSC00017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-2284681124203998825</id><published>2009-07-31T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:15:22.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>As of today I am now officially a college graduate. I earned my Associates of Applied Science in Management with a minor in Information Technology. I want to thank everyone who has helped me along the way, especially Josh. I could not of done this without his support. I am thankful that he allowed me to stay home with the kids while bettering myself by getting an education. It has been hard on us financially and at times it has taken its tole on our relationship, but now it has all been worth it. Now Im done, and it feels great. I have already sent out 4 resumes and am waiting for some call backs any time now.&lt;br /&gt;I have been going threw some heavy things lately. My emotional state is not so good. I went to a doctor last week and he had diagnosed me with PTSD, or crummy child hood syndrome, as he likes to call it. Also PMDD which is 1000 times wore than PMS, and Anxiety disorder. He put me on some pills that I tried to take but they were not the right fit for me. He also gave me a light dose of Valium which I can take when I feel the anxiety coming on. The Valium is ok, and I can take that but the other stuff made me dizzy, sick and zombiefied. I go back in 6 weeks, hopefully he will find something that works. I just can't live with my emotions all over the place any more.&lt;br /&gt;Josh is going threw something also, I don't know if it's mid-life crisis, or just being unhappy at work, or what. He hasn't been sleeping well, he's just not himself. His B-day is on Sunday, perhaps that's what is going on. I always get a little depressed around my B-Day, I hate getting old. I know that right now financially we are not doing so well. There is nothing worse than the stress from finances. How are we going to do this or pay this or... I have probably already said too much. The kids start school on Aug 17th, way too early if you ask me. I hate to beg in cyber space, but if anyone could help with some school clothes for these kids that would be awesome. Hopefully this will be the last year we will ever be so broke. So please readers of the Owens blog send us your good vibes and keep us in your prayers and best wishes. We so need to be lifted up right now. I know good things will come, we just have to be patient, and find the strength in each other to keep it all together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-2284681124203998825?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2284681124203998825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=2284681124203998825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2284681124203998825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2284681124203998825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-4621960298137502108</id><published>2009-07-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:38:20.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silence</title><content type='html'>I am now officially another year older. Sad, Yes, but looking forward to being another year wiser. Congratulation's to Brook and her soon to be hubby. That girl doesn't waste any time does she. Who cares as long as they are happy. I have been all alone this week because Auntie Beki has the children, and Josh couldn't get any time off work. I have done about 20 hours worth of home work in 3 days and enjoyed the quiet. I have heard noises in my house that have never been heard before like the clock ticking and the hum of the refrigerator. Silence is so nice from time to time. I have forgotten the sound of silence as my life is filled with constant noise. I have loved the time alone.&lt;br /&gt;Foxy is in full heat and driving all the neighbor hood dogs crazy, but she only has eyes for Boogie, her white pom boyfriend. She is driving him crazy also, she is such a tease, but I think they will make some super cute puppies if they ever get to that point, I went as far as to pronounce them husband and wife so they could get on with it already. I want puppies so bad. I think my biological clock is ticking loudly, because I've been having baby dreams, and wishing I could have another baby. But that is so not what I want, so I think having some puppies will calm the baby craving. Damn female instincts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-4621960298137502108?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4621960298137502108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=4621960298137502108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4621960298137502108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4621960298137502108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/silence.html' title='silence'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-4411626938866054847</id><published>2009-06-08T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:54:36.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain go away, come again some other day.</title><content type='html'>Did I miss something??? I thought there was something called global warming going on.  Hello Mother Nature its me Nikki, could you please let the sun come out to play for a little while? Perhaps the request will get a quicker response through syber space. It is 34 degrees out side right now, maybe the pool could double as an ice skating rink. What happened to summer? Im sorry you guys, I jinxed us by dragging out the pool. I'm afraid Ive doomed us all to perpetual winter. All the rain has been awesome for the yard and Jayden's mowing business. He is highly motivated to mow strangers yards for money. It's nice to see him doing something besides playing games all day long. He is such a good kid (knock on wood). A bit hairy, but I know under all that hair there is a good kid lurking somewhere.  His friends at school have started calling him Sasquatch because of his hairiness. I remember just a few short years ago he would come home from school all upset because the kids would call him shrimp or midget. I guess he showed them because now a days there is nothing shrimpy or small about him. Not even his voice, he has the deepest voice Ive ever heard on a 14 year old. &lt;br /&gt;I found Foxy a boy friend, he is a white pom just like Foxy, I hear the sound of puppies in the near future. Little, cute, white fuzy, $350 per puppy with cute puppy breath. If she only knew my plans for her. I can't wait. I love puppies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-4411626938866054847?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4411626938866054847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=4411626938866054847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4411626938866054847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4411626938866054847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/rain-rain-go-away-come-again-some-other.html' title='Rain Rain go away, come again some other day.'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-7772140743275710643</id><published>2009-06-03T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:08:27.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is here</title><content type='html'>I awoke this morning dark and early to find Mason already awake, and he had to tell everyone sleeping or not that summer is here. Summer starts today mom he cutely explained, because we have no school for a long long time. I bet Mrs. Pollock is going to miss me he said in his sweet little voice. I don't think that he could get much cuter, he is such a sweetie. Last weekend we put up the pool and wouldn't you know the minute we got it out of the shed it started to rain and hasn't quit since. I need to come up with some fun summertime activities quick so I can occupy these children and hopefully save what sanity I have left. We don't have many plans for this summer but to go to Brenna's wedding. I'm hoping that Josh and I will be able to have a little getaway without the kids sometime this summer. We so need it. I start my last class on the 8th, and in the mean time I've been looking for a job. I had a interview with Broker One, but I don't think I'm going to take that job, it's from 11 am to 8 p.m. and every weekend. I wouldn't get a day off or be able to see my family very often. I think that job would be perfect for me, but perhaps when the kids are a bit older or when I'm a bit older it would be better. I just can't see me missing everything with my kids to do that job. Plus the hours are way to much for someone with a young family. So the search is on for a 9-5. Im still awaiting your reservations with the kids this summer FAMILY. Don't be shy they don't bite, well not hard anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-7772140743275710643?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7772140743275710643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=7772140743275710643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7772140743275710643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7772140743275710643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-is-here.html' title='Summer is here'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-4030454412168510328</id><published>2009-05-20T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:12:22.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is fixed</title><content type='html'>We no longer have a marshy grassland in our front yard. Josh along with his friends Travis and Gary fixed the broken water main. Thank You guys for all your hard work. You don't realize how much of a luxury running water is until you don't have it. Other than that things are back to normal. The kids only have 9 days of school left until summer break. Jayden is considering going to a ROTC camp this summer. He wants to do the ROTC thing next year because he wants to go into the army after he graduates. I would rather him go to college, but when he's 18 I no longer have the say on what he does with his life. Perhaps he will change his mind within the next 4 years. Peyton and Mason don't have any plans, but to socialize and have fun all summer. I just cant wait to put up the pool. It always takes forever to warm up, but this year should be much better than last year because we cut down all the trees that shaded the pool last summer. We have cut down at least 15 trees  the past 2 months. There were 48 trees on our property when we moved in, but they are mostly elms that are diseased and infested with elm beetles. Who ever lived here before us went crazy on planting trees. I hope all of you have a great summer and please don't hesitate to book your reservations with the kids in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-4030454412168510328?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4030454412168510328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=4030454412168510328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4030454412168510328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4030454412168510328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-is-fixed.html' title='It is fixed'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-8079959719172178353</id><published>2009-05-16T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:48:33.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gods are giving me the FINGER!</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like the gods are giving you the finger? Lets see the month before last my boiler needed serious repair. Last month my car broke down twice in one week, and I saved the best for last, this morning we woke up to a marshy grassland in our front yard. We have a busted water main in the front of our house. It is where the rose bushes are right outside our kitchen window. I must of thought out loud that perhaps this month we would actually be able to afford groceries at some point. I feel as if the gods are all up there on their clouds high five -ing each other and flipping us the bird. I thought I was all paid up with Karma, but I guess she has other plans in mind for me. I must of been bad in my other life. So I guess it is true, if its not one thing its another. I'm soo frustrated right now, if you can't tell. Josh seems to think that he can fix it all on his own,. I hope he's right. Stay tuned for further updates or chapter II of The Gods are Giving Me the Finger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-8079959719172178353?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8079959719172178353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=8079959719172178353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8079959719172178353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8079959719172178353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/gods-are-giving-me-finger.html' title='The Gods are giving me the FINGER!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-785532897039091595</id><published>2009-05-15T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:52:06.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much needed break</title><content type='html'>It is official, I finally passed Accounting 1. I am so happy that I will never have to look at that again, however I have to take Accounting II this summer and then I will graduate in August. It has been a long hard road, but I see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I am excited to start the new chapter in my life. I have been on my mini vacation for 3 days now and all I have done is spring clean the house. Ive been washing curtains, shampooing carpets, scrubbing down walls and dusting everything. We have been working hard on the yard and it looks so pretty. I got way too excited and have already put out the patio furniture. I know it will be a mad dash to put everything up when we get our late May blizzard, as we always do. It seems like as soon as the flowers are in full bloom and looking beautiful  we always get that heavy snow that crushes everything and then we spend the rest of the summer trying to get everything back to the way it was before the horrid snow storm. I would like to have a family gathering here this summer, maybe in early July. We have talked about doing this for years, and perhaps this year will be the year that we all get together and have some fun in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know if anyone wants some children this summer for any reason at all just let me know. I have 3 adorable, hard working, perfect, well behaved, angles that would love to come and work for you. They don't eat much and are programed to do as you ask. OK so I embellished a bit, but you get the point. Their calender is wide open and I will even deliver them to you free of charge. Now thats a deal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-785532897039091595?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/785532897039091595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=785532897039091595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/785532897039091595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/785532897039091595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/much-needed-break.html' title='Much needed break'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-1536470210630525512</id><published>2009-04-14T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:24:54.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Spring.....</title><content type='html'>Spring is in the air, and I could not be happier. I think I may have jumped the gun though because I planted 2 new rose bushes in the back yard and 2 tomato plants in pots, just in case they need to be brought inside. After living in Wyoming most of my life I know that old man winter likes to make a vicious appearance in late April and sometimes late May.  Lets hope hes on sabbatical for the rest of the season. The Easter Bunny came to my house on Saturday night and left about 80 candy filled eggs in my yard. He also left a cool fire pit that I've always wanted, for back yard evening marshmallows roasts, and ambiance when entertaining company, or myself of course. The kids are still on a sugar high, and funny they all woke up Monday morning saying that they couldn't go to school because they feel sick from eating too much candy. We had a nice family Easter dinner, and enjoyed our time together. Just four more weeks left of school for me, and I am SOOOOO ready to be done. However I have decided to take my last class this summer and be a college graduate by August. Then it's on to the job search for me in September. I just have to make it through the next four weeks and try to finish all my project and hopefully keep my sanity. I am working on a podcast that has to do with Mayan numerology for my Problem solving class, it's pretty interesting, but a big pain in the you know what.  The kids are all doing great, and Josh gets to fly out to Saint Joesph Missouri next month to be dazzled by a new company who want to be Westerns new suppliers of building materials. It will be him and his boss for one night and 2 days. Lucky him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-1536470210630525512?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1536470210630525512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=1536470210630525512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1536470210630525512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1536470210630525512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-spring.html' title='I love Spring.....'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-7385410419124355392</id><published>2009-03-27T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:15:33.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undone???</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I forget how lucky I am. The daily things that are my life bog me down and I forget to be thankful for what I do have. Sometimes I feel like my life is a series of undoings. For example the heaps of laundry I do every week are undone as quick as I do it. I cook dinner just for it to be eatin and undone, same with the dishes they are undone as quick as they are done. The housework is undone as soon as the kids get home from school. We pay the bills just so they can be undone and done again. Is that what life is? Just a series of constant undoings? Or are our doings meant to be undone? Do I sound crazy? I know that every woman who is a mother and a wife can relate to this concept of undoings.&lt;br /&gt;What about the relationships in our lives that have been undone? Some of them are for the better, some of them never were for the better, and what about the hurt that they have caused that will never be undone. Will I always carry the baggage of all the undoings until I am done?  Don't worry this blog post is now DONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-7385410419124355392?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7385410419124355392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=7385410419124355392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7385410419124355392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7385410419124355392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/undone.html' title='Undone???'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6479906250897010276</id><published>2009-03-24T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:21:29.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party.</title><content type='html'>Peyton had her 9th Birthday party on Saturday. We had 5 nine year old girls stay the night, it was a very long night full of scary stories, shrill laughs, and little girl arguments. I was exhausted by Sunday Morning. I took them all skating Saturday night, that was also the longest 2 hours of my life. She had a lot of fun and Josh and I decided to get her a Ginni Pig for her birthday. That was all she asked for and really wanted, so we gave in. It was a little white thing with red eyes. She named it Princess. I am speaking of it in past tense because after 2 days of having it as a pet, Peyton accidental left it on her bed Sunday night and fell asleep with it on her bed. Monday morning I awoke to a lot of screaming and crying. The cat had been let in by a mysterious culprit, and needless to say he had a tasty breakfast of Ginni pig delight. The poor Ginni pig was beyond help by the time we got it from Big Kitty. It took it's last breath in Josh's hands, and then went to the great dark beyond, which we call the dumpster. Peyton was heart broken and said she couldn't believe that she murdered her new pet. I told her it would be alright and that she didn't murder it the cat did. I explained that the Kitty thought it was doing her a great service by protecting her from what he thought was an intruder on his girlie's bed. We decided that we would get her a new one within the next few weeks, but if this one suffers a similar fate as the other, than that's it, no more Ginni rats. Peyton said she would name it Princess 2. I knew that getting a new pet would be an adventure however I didn't realize that it would be over so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-6479906250897010276?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6479906250897010276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=6479906250897010276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6479906250897010276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6479906250897010276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/party.html' title='Party.'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-8663950496454017461</id><published>2009-03-06T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:03:21.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Today starts my spring break. It is much needed and very much appreciated. I am doing quite well this semester and I am possibly thinking about going for my bachelors degree via the Internet through U.W. I'm just toying with the idea, I think I may take it slow and take a class or two a semester while working. I should be done with my Management degree by Christmas time. If all goes well I only have accounting 2 left. I am going to take the entire summer off to work on my yard, finish some house projects, and spend time with the kids. It has been so nice here in Casper, in the high 60's and low 70's which got me to re-evaluate my closet situation, which is quite an undertaking. I think I'm addicted to clothes. I can't help it, maybe I should look into a clothes anonymous group. Today is bitterly cold though, I wish mother nature would make up her mind already. I'm all cabin fevered and ready to go outside and play. I'm also sick of the high gas bills, our dinosaur of a boiler is only about 40% efficient, and a few weeks ago it decided to have a major malfunction. We got it up and running again however it needs replaced by next winter. They quoted us at 4,000. The boiler we have is the original that came with the house, the plummets who came here said they have never seen something so old, and that it out lived its useful life about 35 years ago. Another day another dollar. Such is life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-8663950496454017461?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8663950496454017461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=8663950496454017461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8663950496454017461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8663950496454017461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-8464588912786475022</id><published>2009-02-16T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:44:01.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Did I get old?</title><content type='html'>I have not blogged in a while. The school thing has kept me very busy and the kids have kept me frazzled. On top of it all my hair has skipped over gray and went straight to white. What I can't understand is if I'm old enough to have white roots why am I still getting pimples on top of wrinkles? Life is not fair, and I don't like this whole getting old thing. To add insult to injury, last week I was up at the college taking a test for my problem solving class, which I know went totally bad and when I was done I took the elevator because I had on some boots that were not made to walk up 5 flights of stairs. There was a 19 year old boy in there and he started apologizing for being in the elevator because he was too lazy to walk up the stairs. I said You don't have to explain your self to me and he said I know but I feel bad for riding the elevator because I'm young and in good shape. I was thinking what is that suppose to mean, I guess on top of being young and in shape he was also mentally challenged. Some people, they just have no common sense or a social filter. I wish I could go around saying everything I'm thinking and offending people left and right. Wouldn't that be nice? I don't mean to sound negative but for real this getting old thing is no fun, but I know that some time I have to come to terms with it. However I feel that its totally normal to have a transition period where I can morn the death of my youth, before I can celebrate wrinkles, fat, and white hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note Josh and I just celebrated our 7th Anniversary. We were a little broke so we didn't get to do too much. Beki took all three kids for 3 days, Thank You Beki. So we got to be alone and we got to enjoy each others company. It was nice to have some alone time and to be able to have a conversation without the constant Mom or Dad in the back ground. We came to the consensus that we are happy, and still in love after all this time. My wrinkles and white hair don't bother Josh one bit, I guess hes a keeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-8464588912786475022?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8464588912786475022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=8464588912786475022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8464588912786475022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/8464588912786475022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-did-i-get-old.html' title='When Did I get old?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-1017415429995729962</id><published>2009-01-19T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:21:53.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Perfect</title><content type='html'>What can I say, the b-room project ended yesterday and it is fabulous. Very elegant, so modern, and CLEAN. I will post some before and afters when I figure out how to download pictures off of my camcorder. I had to christen it with a candle lit bubble bath last night, I was aiming  for some peace and tranquility. However the entire family had to come see what I was doing, I think a dog even made their presence known to me. So my bath did not last long before each kid and the husband was asking if they could take a candle lit bath when I was done. They each got their turn, and each of us loved it. It's a whole new world in there... Now on to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is back in full force for me and the kids. I had to take accounting over again, I'm not too happy about that. Jayden turns 14 on Thursday the 22, he also gets braces that day also. I don't think he will ever forget his 14 b-day. I think I'm more worried about the whole braces thing than he is. I just know that it will be a fight to get him to brush his teeth as much as he needs to.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he will surprise me though. You never know, these kids grow and change every day. Today Mason told me all about Martin Luther King Jr.and all the great things he did to change the laws and make the world a better place. He even talked about segregation and how that was very mean. He must of paid extra attention when the teacher was talking about this. It's amazing how much he has blossomed this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-1017415429995729962?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1017415429995729962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=1017415429995729962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1017415429995729962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1017415429995729962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-perfect.html' title='Its Perfect'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6840655399966960859</id><published>2009-01-06T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:25:16.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>We have a shower! Josh is doing an awesome job with the remodel. It's going a lot slower than I would of hoped but we are making steady progress. I think that we will be done with the whole process by the beginning of February, or at least I hope. We still have to put in some new drywall, paint, put in the new sink and toilet, and then do tile, plus trim. It's very tedious but so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts on the 12th for me and the kids. I wish I had one more week off, without the kids. I feel like I need a weeks vacation after dealing with the children for 3 weeks straight. Jayden has been very helpful but Peyt and Mace are constantly at each other, fighting, screaming, yelling, you name it. I can't even leave the room without a battle ensuing. Peyton loves to tease Mason, and she knows just what to say and do to push his buttons, as a matter of fact she likes to push every one's  buttons. Lets hope that she gets all of this out of her system before she becomes a teen, if not you all may have to make up your spare bedrooms because I will be visiting, a lot. The Joy of Parenting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-6840655399966960859?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6840655399966960859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=6840655399966960859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6840655399966960859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6840655399966960859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3518907249861160238</id><published>2008-12-31T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T07:34:20.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom nightmare</title><content type='html'>Christmas was wonderful and lots of fun. Mason is the only one left who believes in Santa and was in bed by 9:00. He said that he was going to stay up all night and try to catch Santa so he could give him a big gut squeezer. I checked and he was snoring by 9:30. He even made a special batch of oats mixed with glitter for Santa's reindeer, especially Rodolph. We sprinkled it on the front lawn, well we tried to sprinkle it on the lawn but the wonderful wind took most of it to where ever the wind takes things, but I told him it was his thoughtfulness that counted. He is such a sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now day 6 of the bathroom project and surprise there are many unpleasantness's to deal with. Josh is doing a good job but every day he comes out of the bathroom scratching his head and saying, I have encountered another hitch. In the beginning of the project he said, "We will be showering in 3 days baby." Now he refuses to give me an ETA on when it will be finished. I can see the skeleton of my bathroom and I don't think it drank it's milk because it's bones need some serious help. I think the last time the bathroom was upgraded was probably in the early 80's. It is quite an undertaking, but I have faith that my husband will do a good job and have us up and running again sometime in 2009. Perhaps the men in our family will take pity on us and come help your favorite brother in law and or son. Hint Hint George and Dave. I know its a reach but I had to put it out there for debate. I will keep you posted on our progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you have a great 2009. May this year be the best one yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3518907249861160238?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3518907249861160238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3518907249861160238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3518907249861160238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3518907249861160238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/bathroom-nightmare.html' title='Bathroom nightmare'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-4580254472870256517</id><published>2008-12-23T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:25:10.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since my last post. We have been busy getting ready for Christmas. Something about this time of year turns me into a cookie making factory. Peyton and Mason are so excited about Santa coming tomorrow night. I am excited also, there is a little box under the tree for me that sound like jewelry when I shake it. I wonder what it is. Jayden starts the process of getting braces today, it is a 3 step ordeal, and it will finish of Jan 22, his 14th B-day. Please be advised that the day after Christmas, Josh is going to start our bathroom remodel and it will put our only shower out of commission for at least a week so I along with the kids may be coming to a bathroom near you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wish all of my family and friends a Merry Christmas and a healthy and happy New Year. I love all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-4580254472870256517?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4580254472870256517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=4580254472870256517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4580254472870256517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4580254472870256517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6826421889052059265</id><published>2008-12-06T13:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:36:07.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found the Glow station</title><content type='html'>Just a heads up, I found a glow station today. So you all don't have to look for one. Thank You anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-6826421889052059265?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6826421889052059265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=6826421889052059265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6826421889052059265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6826421889052059265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-found-glow-station.html' title='I found the Glow station'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-238679897805345437</id><published>2008-12-05T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:31:43.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas challange.</title><content type='html'>It was great to see Sibyl, little Julie, and Grandma Julie last Saturday. Thank You Julie and Sibyl for the clothes for Peyton. She loves the dresses and the green velvet purse you gave her is already full of all my loose change. There is a special gift that I want to get for Mason and I have been all over town to every store looking for it and it's sold out everywhere I go. It's called Crayola glow station, and I guess it's a hot item this season for kids. If you guys are out shopping in your neck of the woods and see one, could you pick one up for Mace? Let me know if any of you found one and got it. I thought about ordering it on line, but it said delivery would be in 2-6 weeks, and Christmas is in 3, so I don't want to chance it. Look in the Crayola isle, that's where it would be and I think it's about $25.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on that darn business plan, it's due Monday. Only one week left of classes and then on to FINALS. I am soooo looking forward to a nice long break full of watching movies, sipping hot coco, baking, sitting around in my PJ's and getting ready for the big day, Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like you all had a lot of fun over Thanksgiving. I'm sad I missed out on the whole rock band phenomenon. Who knew this family was such rockers! Where's those Mouse recipes Beki? I've been waiting, you don't have to keep them all to yourself ya know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-238679897805345437?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/238679897805345437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=238679897805345437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/238679897805345437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/238679897805345437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-challange.html' title='Christmas challange.'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-1738739506308938747</id><published>2008-11-22T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:13:25.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday's, Babies and Pocrastination</title><content type='html'>I should be working on my 50 page business plan right now, but I figure I have procrastinated it for this long ,what's a few more days. It's due on December 8th and I'm only 7 pages into it, plus I need to put together a 15 minute power point presentation. If you can imagine, I'm pretty stressed right now and I still have to study for finals in three other classes, and finish all the last minute work in those classes too. SO what I'm getting at is I wont be joining you guys for Thanksgiving. Before you sigh that sigh of relief be advised I am sending Josh and all three of the children. Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like one of the three sisters has had a hell of a few weeks. Lisa I want you to know that Josh and I are thinking about you and your family and sending you guys all of our prayers and good vibes. Post some pictures of those babies when you get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason turned 6 on November 13, and he had a Bat Man birthday party and invited some of his class mates. He had tons of fun. He is doing so good at school, everyone loves him. The teachers all tell me how cute his is and how much they like having him in their class. He still has to have a little speech therapy because he misuses pro-nouns and jumbles a few words, but other than that he is at the head of his class in most areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton wants me to tell Aunt Beki that she is very excited about going to your house, and that she has been saving all of her Smarties for George because they are his favorite. She told me to tell you not to tell George though because its suppose to be a surprise. She has also been working on surprises for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh is busy on the roof today putting up my Christmas lights on the house. I keep him pretty busy around here. Last weekend he put in two new doors, and we went and bought almost everything to redo our bathroom. I say almost because there is always those hidden expenses when you start remodeling. We are going to totally gut it and start over. I got a cute pedestal sink and toilet that are Victorian style, and a new tub and shower. We are going to start that project right after Christmas. I'm hoping it will only take a few weeks to complete, however I know it will probably take much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go down to Beki's for TG but I need some quiet time without the family so I can finish my work, however feel free to stop by on your way home Julie and Sibyl. I would like to see&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShXbtZWMwI/AAAAAAAAACw/v24d9kMW2ho/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271559497391158018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShXbtZWMwI/AAAAAAAAACw/v24d9kMW2ho/s200/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you guys. Everyone drive safe and have a great holiday.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShW4FVe2sI/AAAAAAAAACY/cJl4_FrRH2U/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271558885342108354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShW4FVe2sI/AAAAAAAAACY/cJl4_FrRH2U/s200/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShXRVNXjtI/AAAAAAAAACo/zpbIkPxZS1M/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271559319099772626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShXRVNXjtI/AAAAAAAAACo/zpbIkPxZS1M/s200/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShXBu3HRgI/AAAAAAAAACg/2klVnWmQnOY/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271559051107845634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShXBu3HRgI/AAAAAAAAACg/2klVnWmQnOY/s200/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShYC0a8FTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/abcZSdxQr6I/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271560169291781426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShYC0a8FTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/abcZSdxQr6I/s200/DSC00069.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/6520887995466383236-1738739506308938747?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1738739506308938747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=1738739506308938747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1738739506308938747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/1738739506308938747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthdays-babies-and-pocrastination.html' title='Birthday&apos;s, Babies and Pocrastination'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SShXbtZWMwI/AAAAAAAAACw/v24d9kMW2ho/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3045115637263799947</id><published>2008-11-05T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:27:21.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes we can and we did!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that some of you who are reading this will totally disagree ,but Im so excited and happy that Obama was elected president. I usually think that politics are a snore, however this election was so ground breaking that I had no other choice but to be involved and take notice. Let's hope that Obama will honor his word and make great changes happen for our country. Josh is especially proud because when Obama came to Casper he went to the rally and got to shake Obama's hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was so fun, and warm. We finished trick or treating around 10pm and when we drove by the bank it said it was still 60 outside. Wow. I made the kids dress is layers, and made sure they all had gloves so they would be nice and warm, however by the end of the night they were all in one layer of clothing and the gloves were nowhere in site. I guess global warming does have it advantages. Check out the fun pictures from Halloween night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHHmK4zOnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Tx8P1isJuQc/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265208897944369778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHHmK4zOnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Tx8P1isJuQc/s200/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHHu9IACZI/AAAAAAAAACA/zlK2rzJh-ik/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265209048868850066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHHu9IACZI/AAAAAAAAACA/zlK2rzJh-ik/s200/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHH_ZKYtQI/AAAAAAAAACI/OAqZSd6DGxw/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265209331272955138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHH_ZKYtQI/AAAAAAAAACI/OAqZSd6DGxw/s200/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265210207162719842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHIyYGx3mI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yqhiQlCLAro/s200/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3045115637263799947?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3045115637263799947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3045115637263799947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3045115637263799947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3045115637263799947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-can-and-we-did.html' title='Yes we can and we did!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SRHHmK4zOnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Tx8P1isJuQc/s72-c/DSC00056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3674036646234926243</id><published>2008-10-20T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:36:59.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got a deer!</title><content type='html'>Ok its official, Josh finally got his first deer. Now I need some deer recipes you guys. He got home about 8:30 last night, and is beat from all the walking and everything that is hunting. I wouldn't know, I like beef and you don't have to kill it yourself.  It is nice to have him home again, the kids were about to drive me crazy. I went out on the town Friday night with the girls and had loads of fun. We had a DD, so a bunch of us got plowed. I stayed in bed all Saturday and Peyton was such a sweet heart, she made me chicken noodle soup and Peanut butter and jelly and brought it to me in bed. She has her redeeming moments. Anyway my car had to go into the shop today, something about the radiator, and when we getting it all checked in at the car place, Josh noticed that the front of my van was smashed in. I got hit and run at the bar I guess. I hadn't drove it since Friday morning, and didn't even look at it because I figured all was fine with a DD and all. So that turned out to be a very expensive girls night out. I can't believe I didn't even notice that the front of my car was smashed. That is the Debevec luck. Making me an Owens hasn't changed that rotten Debevec luck. Anyway the moral of the story is always take someone else's car when you plan on going on a girls night out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3674036646234926243?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3674036646234926243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3674036646234926243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3674036646234926243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3674036646234926243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-got-deer.html' title='He got a deer!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-2353394020341348942</id><published>2008-10-14T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:41:03.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Braved the Elements</title><content type='html'>Our Deadwood trip was lots of fun. We left of Saturday morning despite the warnings of 2 feet of snow. The roads were a little tricky on the way up especially right outside of Casper and Sun dance, but besides that they were just a little wet. We didn't get to stay at the haunted Bullock Hotel because I accidentally booked the Bullock Express which was a 1 star hotel. So we canceled our reservation there and stayed at the Holiday Inn express, which was a lot nicer. We didn't do too well on Saturday gambling, I think we were down about $500. So we went to bed kind of sad. Then Sunday morning we decided to try our luck again, I hit a jackpot of 1000 quarters, which was about $250, then I hit again for 300 quarters. Josh was playing black jack and walked away with $300, so we didn't leave on check line reserve like always. That was nice. Spearfish canyon was all covered in snow so we did not get to see the beautiful fall colors. I think we were one week too late again this year. It was nice to get away from Casper and the kids for a day. Josh and I barley see each other when we go up to Deadwood because I like the slots and he likes Black Jack, but that is ok. We still had fun. Josh is busy getting all of his stuff together to go hunting. He leaves tomorrow evening and probably wont be back until Sunday evening, unless he gets a deer.&lt;br /&gt;The kids are all doing great and are way too excited about Halloween. Mason is going to be a freaky skeleton and Peyton is going to be a Punk rock vampire with a lip piercing and a nose ring. Jayden is going to be himself, he is too cool to dress up. I will be a witch again, and I'm not sure what Josh will do this year. I volunteered to take two of Peytons friends with us again this year, so im sure it will be an interesting night. Peyton and Jayden now have their very own cell phones. Jayden has never been more popular, and girls are calling him at all hours of the night. Im not sure how to feel about that. Im just happy to see that he is having more of a social life, and not hooked to the X-box as if it were life support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-2353394020341348942?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2353394020341348942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=2353394020341348942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2353394020341348942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/2353394020341348942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-braved-elements.html' title='We Braved the Elements'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6330232456857781234</id><published>2008-10-03T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:24:11.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>Fall is my favorite season. Casper is beautiful this time of year. The town is alive with shades of red, orange, yellow and gold. The Mountain is so pretty right now. I wish I could go up there every day just to soak in all of mother natures splendors. Josh and I are going up to South Dakota next weekend for our annual October fest. Spearfish Canyon is awesome this time of year, and we get to be alone without any children for a few days. That hardly ever happens, so we cherish those moments. We are staying at the haunted Bullock Hotel, I hope we see a ghost. The week after that Josh and his friends are going hunting somewhere in the mountains. For the past 4 years he has gone hunting and has never brought home anything but dirty clothes and a hang over. Maybe this year will be his lucky one. Does anyone have any good recipes for deer? I don't even know how to cook it, and how do you get that awful gamy taste out of it? I'm not big on wild game meat, however I ate mo0se at Beki's before and it was pretty good. I'm sort of looking forward to his hunting trip because my friend Marva is going to come over and stay, and she is going to make her famous 7 layer dip, and won-tons. I will be making Indian fry bread and peanut butter fudge. So we will be pigging out and watching chick-flicks, and getting our gossip fix. Sounds fun to me.&lt;br /&gt;Jayden's football season is over, he did great, especially the last 2 games of the year, he kicked butt, and had a great outlook, and lots of team spirit. Thank you Beki for making it to Jayden's game last weekend. It was good to see you. I'm so happy that Julie will be at Beki's for Thanksgiving this year. It will be nice. Remember, Easter at my house. I hope Sybil and Julie will come again. However this year the Easter bunny's will have to be more sneaky, I think the children busted the egg filling festivities last year.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for all the updates on the Dead Wood trip and our haunted hotel experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-6330232456857781234?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6330232456857781234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=6330232456857781234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6330232456857781234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6330232456857781234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6275039988669618452</id><published>2008-09-17T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:19:57.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accounting Blues</title><content type='html'>Like the caption says, I have accounting blues. I just don't get it, and when I think I got it, its wrong.  Maybe a cloud will open up and the gods will turn on the very dim light bulb in my accounting deficient brain. Perhaps a miracle will happen and I will wake up one morning and it will all make sense. Doubt it, but I will persevere because I am so close to graduation that I can almost touch that diploma. YES.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my sister-in-laws for posting their comments. It was great to hear from you two. Congratulations to Brenna and Dustin on their engagement. I have a little girl here who is just dying to be a flower girl, and I know that she would be great at it. She has been picking my flowers and throwing the petals everywhere for years now, so she is very proficient, and I know she would take the job seriously. Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;James called yesterday, and I guess him and Cathy have split up, Darn, I think she made a difference in his life, at least she kept him out of some trouble.&lt;br /&gt;What are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; plans for Thanksgiving? I think we should peer pressure Grandma Julie and Grandpa Dave into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; down for at least one holiday this year. Maybe two, but I know that would be pushing it. So everyone get on the band wagon and start planting the seed of holiday cheer into the Grand Parents.&lt;br /&gt;Oh look at time, I have to go be a student. Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-6275039988669618452?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6275039988669618452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=6275039988669618452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6275039988669618452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/6275039988669618452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/accounting-blues.html' title='Accounting Blues'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3229200874558693092</id><published>2008-09-10T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:35:46.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just shin splints???</title><content type='html'>Hello to all of you out there is blog land. Not too much has been going on here in Casper, except Fall has come early to the Cowboy State. We have been using our fireplace 2-3 times per week because I refuse to turn on my heat. I heard prices for heating our houses here in Wyoming are going up 70 percent. There goes our lives savings, right to Source Gas.&lt;br /&gt;Jayden only has shin splints, no fracture or anything of the sort. He has to have a little physical therapy for about 6 weeks, and that should take care of his leg troubles. He can still play football, and his team is unbeatable so far this season. &lt;br /&gt;You know my family and friends who are avid readers of the Owens blog, you can post a comment or two  on my blog. I look forward to hearing from all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3229200874558693092?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3229200874558693092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3229200874558693092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3229200874558693092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3229200874558693092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-shin-splints.html' title='Just shin splints???'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-7308157016723848796</id><published>2008-09-03T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:39:03.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9WuWlykUI/AAAAAAAAABY/CSjCQqYI_Cw/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242003845620601154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9WuWlykUI/AAAAAAAAABY/CSjCQqYI_Cw/s200/DSC00086.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been quite busy around here lately. I am knee deep in home work and it's only the second week of school. I am neck deep in frustration also because I saved all of my hard classes for last. That was not the smartest thing I've ever done, but I can never do anything the easy way. The kids are all doing great. Jayden is awesome in football, however he may have a stress fracture in his right leg. I have to take him to an orthopedic doctor tomorrow for the final verdict. His regular doctor said that he may have to quit playing football, but we will let the orthopedic doctor tell us what he thinks. It is so good for Jayden to play football, it gives him exposure to other kids and it makes him feel good about himself. He is so good at it, and I would hate to see him have to give it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Labor Day weekend was nice. We had a barbecue on Saturday and had some friends over. We all ate and drank way too much. We also drained the pool which turned into quite a chore. Josh had to go buy a sump pump just to get the water out. Oh well at least we will have it for years to come. On Sunday we went out to Castle Gardens. It's a beautiful and secluded place that has ancient pictures carved in the sand stone by early native Americans. We took Peyton's friend Shay, and my friend Marva with us. We saw a huge eagles nest, and lots of geological artifacts. It was super cool. However we thought that we had the whole place to ourselves, and when we sat down to have our picnic lunch we noticed that there was someone up on the hill just sitting there watching us. It was freaky because we were 28 miles out on a dirt road, and there were no cars, bikes, or anything in sight for about 20 miles. He was just watching us from the distance with his binoculars, he didn't wave or anything, he just watched. So we all got sort of freaked out, and decided to leave. You can't be too careful now a days. Besides we were ready to leave anyway. But still how freaky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cute little dog is our newest addition, her name is Foxy and we all love her so much. She is so much fun, and a great little travel companion. We are over run with animals, 2 cats and now 2 dogs and three kids plus all of their friends. I wouldn't have it any other way. Life is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9WuvDrXMI/AAAAAAAAABo/4gF14_8UljQ/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242003852188409026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9WuvDrXMI/AAAAAAAAABo/4gF14_8UljQ/s200/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9Wuxy9r_I/AAAAAAAAABw/um_LEke_w9M/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242003852923613170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9Wuxy9r_I/AAAAAAAAABw/um_LEke_w9M/s200/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9WujahFJI/AAAAAAAAABg/eznFONenKOQ/s1600-h/DSC00090-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242003849062978706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9WujahFJI/AAAAAAAAABg/eznFONenKOQ/s200/DSC00090-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-7308157016723848796?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7308157016723848796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=7308157016723848796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7308157016723848796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/7308157016723848796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SL9WuWlykUI/AAAAAAAAABY/CSjCQqYI_Cw/s72-c/DSC00086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-3475883334011493060</id><published>2008-08-22T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:22:03.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Down</title><content type='html'>The first week of school went off without a hitch.  Monday Mason came home with wide eyes and said I had a good day, but Mommy why did you leave me at school for so long? I told him that because he is a big boy now he has to go to school full days instead of half days. He didn't like that answer too much, but I think he will get use to the whole full day thing. Jayden got his hair cut short for football. He looks very handsome, and the girls at his school are noticing him also. I don't know how to feel about that, but I knew it was coming sooner or later. I just wish it would be later. Peyton likes her teacher and is having fun being a 3rd grader. She adapts quickly to new situations, so I think she will do just fine. I start school again on Monday. I went up to the college today to get my books, I ended up spending a small fortune. Why do college books have to cost so much??? I only have 2 classes left after this semester then I will have my degree. It has only taken me a decade or so. I guess all that matters is getting there, not how long it take you. At least that is what I am leading myself to believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-3475883334011493060?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3475883334011493060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=3475883334011493060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3475883334011493060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/3475883334011493060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-week-down.html' title='One Week Down'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-4309814717035445489</id><published>2008-08-18T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:40:45.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXeAnwaCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/h8MwdKXqqqM/s1600-h/First+day+of+school+Pics+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235882583613532194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXeAnwaCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/h8MwdKXqqqM/s320/First+day+of+school+Pics+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXWPAPhUI/AAAAAAAAABA/-dshBPGu3Sg/s1600-h/First+day+of+school+Pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235882450035377474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXWPAPhUI/AAAAAAAAABA/-dshBPGu3Sg/s320/First+day+of+school+Pics+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXWDiMbHI/AAAAAAAAABI/odvDPYhR7-A/s1600-h/First+day+of+school+Pics+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235882446956555378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXWDiMbHI/AAAAAAAAABI/odvDPYhR7-A/s320/First+day+of+school+Pics+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXD5UWn9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/zd0PvUTn3Pg/s1600-h/First+day+of+school+Pics+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235882134976503762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXD5UWn9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/zd0PvUTn3Pg/s320/First+day+of+school+Pics+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a whirl wind morning we had. Mason was up at 6:30 running around the house with his new shoes that I would not let him wear until today. He kept saying I'm so excited, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Jayden was ambivalent, and careful not to show too much emotion about his excitement for school. I think somewhere deep down inside he was excited to be an 8th grader. Peyton was excited also. She was totally diva-fied for her first day. She was all decked out in her Hanna Montana gear and looking sweet as ever. I could still see her devil horns holding up her halo though. It is a bitter sweet day for me however. As I walked into school with Mason to find where his back pack goes and find his desk, I was holding back the tears. My little buddy who has spent almost every waking hour with me for the past 6 years is now in school full time. Perhaps I am afraid that they are all going to grow up so fast and not need me anymore, perhaps it is the reality that I am getting older too, is what is making my eyes well up with tears. I know one thing for sure though, a new chapter in our lives has begun, and I have a new found freedom with no kids for 8 hours. I'm sure all of my school work will take up that time quickly though. I hope all is well with all of you that are reading this. Take care!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520887995466383236-4309814717035445489?l=nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4309814717035445489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6520887995466383236&amp;postID=4309814717035445489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4309814717035445489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520887995466383236/posts/default/4309814717035445489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikki-theowensfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day Of School'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02122531157483122566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SnmPVExwRDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imGtZL2-s1g/S220/DSC00021-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKmXeAnwaCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/h8MwdKXqqqM/s72-c/First+day+of+school+Pics+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520887995466383236.post-6897028098430823884</id><published>2008-08-15T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:35:48.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is almost over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKWwBO-sjZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ngb_8rIcYCI/s1600-h/Mix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234783677135490450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzIflbbR_Rc/SKWwBO-sjZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ngb_8rIcYCI/s320/Mix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that summer is coming to an abrupt halt. The kids all start school on the 18th, and I resume my college classes on the 25th. Jayden has decided to be in football again this year. I think he will be a great asset to the team. He is huge for 13. It's strange for me to see my once little boy has somehow grown into a man over night. He is as tall as me and now weighs 150lbs. Time ticks away so quickly, where does it all go? Peyton is now officially a 3rd grader. She is Miss Social. The phone rings for her more than it does for me. I can just imagine what her teen years will be like. Finally my baby boy Mason is going to be in Kinder garden. I'm happy and yet sad at the same time. My baby is not a baby anymore. Tick tock Tick tock. The perpetual clock will not cease. Josh and I are doing great. December will be our 10th year together, and we are happy. I could'nt of asked for a more loyal and loving husband. 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