<?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-1021378689737954200</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:35:01.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bursey Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-9092540121307216434</id><published>2010-12-24T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T19:47:30.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while...</title><content type='html'>It's been a long while since I've blogged. There hasn't been much time for much of anything it seems lately. With going to school Mon-Thur, taking care of the kiddos and working at my PT job, it seems I'm running around non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; So a quick recap on what's new with everyone in the family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana started Kindergarten this year in Hallsville. She loves getting to ride the bus, and only a few times has already started the "I don't want to go to school" like every child. I just smile and tell her she has a looonnggg time before she doesn't get to go. She's been doing GREAT though. She makes a lot of art work, which I thought I would be keeping everything she did like my mom did when I was little. Now I know my mom probably didn't keep EVERYTHING, because I would need a closet for the amount of paper that child brings home. On top of that it seems that almost every week there's a new fundraiser, or buy this book or come do this and that! I'd like to know where these people think parents find all that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bredun is defiinitly my wild man. He's the most energetic thing on earth, and I love him to pieces. His vocabulary is growing daily, and he makes me a happy, proud mama, with his sweet ways. He usually sleeps with me when Taurus is working and of course takes up alll the room in the bed, but I love snuggling with him, and sometimes will randomly get a little kiss in the morning when he wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiyana is growing like a weed....a chubby weed. It seems like the only thing to get her not to fuss or cry is food or mama holding her. Spoiled, I tell ya! She's walking around and trying to keep up with Juliana and Bredun and before you know it I'm sure I'll be hearing lots more words from her. I love all my babies so much and am proud that they are my little snuggle, funny babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4-5 months of school left, and I've loved every bit of it. It has gone by so fast, and i've learned so much, and to think that I will finally be doing what I love seems odd to me. No more job to job of things I'm not interested in. Finally something that keeps me happy, and others happy. I love the endless opportunities and learning experiences I've picked up and I'm even more excited to see what doors God opens for me once I'm out in the real world doing what I love. I hope to have a salon picked out before I graduate so that I can start right away. And for the most part, most students are able to do so if they put their resumes out there at least 2mths in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make any promises I'll be a better blogger, but at least I've caught you up on most of the daily things going on in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-9092540121307216434?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9092540121307216434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/9092540121307216434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/9092540121307216434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/been-while.html' title='Been a while...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-8752936665120096048</id><published>2010-05-23T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:55:05.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here.....</title><content type='html'>It's been&amp;nbsp;a while since I've blogged so I thought I would give a quick update on the Bursey family. Really there's not much to say. We've been doing the same schedule of me going to school, Taurus working nights and not too many exciting things in between. Taurus and I both celebrated our birthdays in April, and now it's going to be my "not so little" baby girls birthday, tomorrow. Juliana will be 5 tomorrow and I can't believe it. It went way too fast, and she's all of a 5 year plus 10 years on top. Little attitude and all. We will be going to Ballwin, where my sister and her husband live to celebrate this next weekend. As&amp;nbsp;long as the weather is good, we'll be going to a water park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been going great. We've been on the books for almost a month now so it's&amp;nbsp; been nice to make tips here and there. Not too much but something, which is better than nothing. We have tests every Monday which kind of sucks, but they haven't been too bad, and since we get study guides it's been pretty easy to stay focused on what's needed to pass the tests. And all of you out there need to come in and see me!! Pedicures are $12, now come on that's good, and we massage way longer than any of those salons you'd go to AND spend more at. Yes I'm being a sales lady.....so what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-8752936665120096048?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8752936665120096048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8752936665120096048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8752936665120096048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here.....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-626523919439781954</id><published>2010-04-19T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:04:48.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it me or this place??!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, heads up, this post is just a random thought. I've been sick (cold like symptoms) for the last week and a half and it seems as though I can breath better when I'm out and about than when I sit at home? Does anyone know what to look for or watch for that it may be something in the place you stay rather than just you dealing with a cold? It's annoying me and now my kids are sick and I hate watching them suffer breathing, snotty nose and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aannndd end random thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-626523919439781954?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/626523919439781954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-me-or-this-place.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/626523919439781954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/626523919439781954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-me-or-this-place.html' title='Is it me or this place??!!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1503731545406069222</id><published>2010-04-06T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:24:49.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'mmmm back...</title><content type='html'>So we got back from Dallas around 11 pm Saturday night and we're all so exhausted, butt, legs and all. We left around noon that day and didn't have too many stops, so we did pretty good. It was good to hang out and see family! We chilled a lot and didn't do much, but we did get to go bowling one night, so it was nice to get out and get to do that. Now I love being in Dallas, but it was good to be home in my own bed. I still wish that bed was in Texas, but I know right now the timing is for us to be in MO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I found out that the clock hours for cosmetolody school is the same in MO and TX so that's good. As long as all of the hours are transferrable then if one day we are able to move to TX I would be able to with not too much of a problem which is exciting. Im still loving school and enjoying learning new things. Even though some of them may be a bit tedious, it's something to do and I love the atmosphere I'm in. Pedicures, manicures, cut, color whatever I want and for the most part, when we're not real busy, whenever I want. It's cheap, it's fun and I love it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month I'll be in Iowa for my cousins wedding and will get to see more of my family so I'm super excited about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's off to picking up the house and blocks that Bredun is so generously throwing down the stairs as I&amp;nbsp; type.... little boys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1503731545406069222?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1503731545406069222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/immmm-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1503731545406069222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1503731545406069222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/immmm-back.html' title='I&apos;mmmm back...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1918786245002469906</id><published>2010-03-24T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:11:17.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break...</title><content type='html'>One more day of school and then its Spring Break!! Not that I don't want to keep going to school cause I totally do, but I get to go see my Texas family for that whole week! We will eat good food, laugh, hang out and be lazy! Hopefully the drive won't be too bad for the kids and me. We'll&amp;nbsp;be driving to OK to stay with my sister Beckie in Oklahoma City Friday night and then Saturday morning will travel the rest of the way to Dallas. So it will be a 11ish hour drive and that's around 7 hours the frist day. I've driven 6 in a row when I've gone to Iowa before so I'm thinking I'll be good, as long as I can get some sleep. Hopefully the babies will sleep a good chunk of the time, but not too much so it doesn't mess up the sleeping schedule, but if so it'll probably just be for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to see my fam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1918786245002469906?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1918786245002469906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1918786245002469906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1918786245002469906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6066842794008682722</id><published>2010-03-15T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:28:24.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a while, so I thought you lovely folks who do read this might want to know what's going on and how me and my family are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is great! It's only been a week, but I am sooo happy to finally be glad to wake up and get ready to go somewhere I want to be. Knowing I'm doing things I WANT to learn and loving every bit of it. So far we have learend manicures, pedicures, spiral perms, and will start on more soon. Pretty basic and easy right now, but soon will start to get more intense and even more fun. I can't wait until I can start to take clients. I will get to when the new class starts in May, possibly sooner than that because apparently our class has started things sooner then most of the other classes did, so we'll see. You all will have to come see me and get something nice and relaxing when I can start to take clients.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The best part is that I get stuff wayyy cheap and free. I got my eyebrows and eyelashes tinted and eyebrows waxed for $3.50! Now that's good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that spring break will start in a couple&amp;nbsp; of weeks and we will be off to Dallas! I'm super excited and can't wait to see my family! Hang out and chill, do whatever comes to mind, eat good food, laugh and be lazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6066842794008682722?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6066842794008682722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/zzzzzzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6066842794008682722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6066842794008682722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/zzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='zzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6120082246257607153</id><published>2010-03-08T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:30:58.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school.....</title><content type='html'>So today was officially the first day of cosmetology school, as opposed to last Monday when I went thinking it was the first day. Which by the way was a tad embarrassing, but I got over it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the day was sitting in the little room listening to the instructor read to us everything about the school, what to expect and things of that. To say the least it gave me a headache, but at least I paid attention and now know what to expect. And what I&amp;nbsp; need to expect is Awesomeness! There are some things I'll have to be strict to myself about, but nothing too big of a deal. We have to maintain a 90% attendance record and a 80% grade average. Hopefully that's not hard to do, but I think I'll get the hang of things and get a routine down that it will fly by quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are going to start some little things tomorrow, like braiding and pedicures, but it's something and I'm glad to be doing something hands on, on the second day. I'm so ready to learn from others, get more experience, start taking appointments and get some tips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the best part about it is not only will I get&amp;nbsp;FREE hair cuts and any styling I want done. I can get haircoloring done for $5, waxing for $1 and tons of other things, but those are the main things I'll most likely be doing. Basically I just have to pay for the product being used and not the service! A lot of stuff there is cheaper for people who book appointments anyway, because of it being a school. That being said if any of you want to get something done, once I can take appointments and start doing things....you better make an appointment with ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6120082246257607153?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6120082246257607153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6120082246257607153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6120082246257607153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school.....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-8518922978734098095</id><published>2010-03-03T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:52:20.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School supplies..</title><content type='html'>Ok so I've decided to put Juliana in summer school this summer so that she can get a head start on what Kindergarten will be like and a jump start on some of the things they'll be doing so she won't have trouble understanding certain things. Not that I think she's going to have a problem doing this, but I just want her to feel as comfortable as possible and not have any issues on her first day of the school year. She's super excited to start, and we even started looking at "cool" backpacks. I know exciting right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I went onto the schools website to see the school supply list and I think it's stupid. Almost everything they want your child to have is Large this, name brand that. I can't put her name on her stuff, and they want us to get things that are obviously not for the kids. Such as package of dry eraser markers, 2 large boxes of ziploc bags (1 gallon, 1 quart), 3 large bottles of hand sanitizer, etc. I'm sorry if I sound selfish or whatever you want to call it, but I don't think its the responsibilities of the parents to provide the teachers supplies!! Make the school or the teacher. When I was&amp;nbsp; in school I remember getting the list but getting to pick what kinds of crayons and folders I wanted. Now they have it down to color, brand and what it has to look like. Not fun, not cool. Am I being too picky or what? I don't mind providing for my kid, but I'm&amp;nbsp; not the teachers mom and I'm not the other students responsibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-8518922978734098095?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8518922978734098095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/school-supplies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8518922978734098095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8518922978734098095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/school-supplies.html' title='School supplies..'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-5504179502902317696</id><published>2010-03-02T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:43:44.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dance....</title><content type='html'>So the church I go to, Woodcrest in Columbia, is doing this dance on MU campus....in the middle of all the students walking around, going from class to class, on their breaks, doing everyday "student" things. The cool part is that it will be unexpected to all who aren't dancing. What?!Why? You may ask.... to get the word out. They're going to start the music and among all these people ONE person will start doing this dance. Then a few minutes will pass and FIFTY people will be dancing, then ONE HUNDRED, then FIVE HUNDRED. When the music is done, we're just going to walk off like nothing happened.&amp;nbsp;I can only imagine the looks on all of the people around who have no idea this is going to happen. It's totally going to be on the news, which will be the word will get spread out to come visit this "crazy dancing" church which in return will hopefully bring tons of people to come check it out, hear about God and change lives. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; When I first heard about it I was like that's kind of weird no one is going to know what the heck just happend, they won't know where we are from, or why we're doing it, so it's not going to really do anything. But then I thought about how much of an impact it can be and I just had to be a part of it. It's a super easy dance, everyone will be doing the same dance, and it's only going to last like 5 min, so why not be a part of this opportunitiy! Here's the l ink to the dance &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/woodcrestdance"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/woodcrestdance&lt;/a&gt; if any of you local people want to do it with me let me know!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-5504179502902317696?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5504179502902317696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-dance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5504179502902317696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5504179502902317696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-dance.html' title='Just Dance....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-8587975512112038113</id><published>2010-02-21T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:51:27.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The SOURCE...</title><content type='html'>Ok so today at church I kind of had an "ah-ha,wow, so that's what it's like..." moment. I really don't know why I never figured this out on my own, or did my own research to discover this but it is something real simple and what a lot of people question these days. The source. As in God's word, the bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; So many people question whether God is real and that the bible is something that can't possibly be truth because it was sooo long ago and so many authors put it together over years and years. The church I go to does "series" so today was the first series of "The Source" and they touched on the subject of how creditable the bible is. Yeah I'm not sure if creditable is a word, so I might have made it up. Anyway, when listening to the guest speaker, who is a pastor at a church in Kansas City, MO, this is where I had my "ah-ha" moment. He started off&amp;nbsp; talking to us about how 70% odd percent of people, and a majority of them being between the ages of 18-25 don't read the bible because they just don't really believe the accuracy of it. I mean how can someone that far back in time remember alllll of those stories. They don't have the technology like we do today where if we need to remember something, like where we parked at the mall, where they can just pull out there cell phone and simply take a picture of where they parked! So how can you really believe someones "stories" when they were written years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;To be quite honest with you this is something that I guess was a little, and I mean little question in my head. Don't get me wrong I believe in God, and ALL of what he can do and who he is. I was raised going to church every Sunday, and sometimes Wednesdays and love my God, but when others would question the word, or God it was kind of difficult for me to come up with an answer that would really "stick it to em." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's how he went into detail....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a chart that he had done research on certain leaders or well known people from way back in time. He listed when they had passed, and then listed the FIRST writen document on stories of this person. Events that had happend. So for example he listed Ceasar and Muhammed....I'm not sure on the dates (I knew I should have started writing down all of this) but the numbers I do remember are the most important. For Ceasar the time gap between when he passes and the first time something was written was 750 years. Muhammed was 1500! He then listed Jesus' time frame..... 20 years.&amp;nbsp; Now I don't know about you but when I was in History class not once did my teacher tell me this info when learning about certain people. You didn't hear him say "Now students what I'm about to tell you I'm not sure is true, because really the first time something was written about this person was like 1500 years ago, but I'm going to tell you anyway." NO! We sat there and learned, and believed about alllll of these leaders and rulers who didn't have anything documented until TONS of time had already passed. Yet the majority of us question Jesus, and the SOURCE....the bible?!!&amp;nbsp; That was crazy to me... and that's where I got my ah-ha moment. My moment where I connected even more with God and his word, where I want to go pick up my bible and start from the beginning and read about all of these events that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that same age group (18-25) half of the people don't even know that the first book in the bible is Genesis. HALF of us don't know that....wow. That was crazy to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll try to make the rest of this short, but after he gave us those numbers he went on to say that not only do people not believe it because it was written so long ago, but there are so many versions of the bible and some bibles say different things and it can be confilicting, so why believe all these different versions?&amp;nbsp; How am I supposed to know what one is right? Now for the most part when it comes the the conflicting interests of the bible, you also have the same thing with alllll those other books out there on Ceasar and Muhammed, and other leaders. So again he put a chart up of the accuracy of all the different resources out there. Guess what? The bible had a 99.9 percent accuracy. Being compared to ALL the bibles out there when it is compared to the same story in another version, it's not all that different! Again....can I get an AMEN?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our culture today is not what it was then. Well DUH you say? I mean I remember playing the telephone game when I was in elementary school, and let me tell ya, whatever was being said was being twisted around in 2 min, so how the heck could these stories not have gotten twisted around? It was the culture back then. They had someone that was known for preserving the culture. Now I can't remember the actual name of what they were called, I tried googling it, but didn't find it. But anyway they were known for preserving the culture and the events and stories that happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I want to say is this.... If you sat in your classroom today, or even years ago and believed the textbooks in front of you telling you stories upon stories of multiple leaders in your History class, then why is it so hard for us to believe the Bible? The accuracy is wayyyy higher than all those textbooks, so what's your concern? Why don't you believe that there is a God, that died on the cross for YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-8587975512112038113?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8587975512112038113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/source.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8587975512112038113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8587975512112038113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/source.html' title='The SOURCE...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-3945891713528885303</id><published>2010-02-19T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:03:57.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family  pictures....</title><content type='html'>We're finally getting family pictues! I'm ready for this because if I sit and think about when it could have happened, it would be when Kiya isn't a baby anymore. Usually family picutes consist of either Taurus or I not being in the picture because we're the one taking the picture, which means it's not really a "family" picuture! Lucky me I have a fantastic cousin Mandi who is a photography, but I don't get to see her a lot because of distance so she's really the only one who's been able to accomplish getting Bursey family pictures. It's not going to be a lot of pictures or anything. It's actually one of those annoying kiosks that are in the mall that think every family that walks by is sooo picture perfect and come check out our deal. Well they suckered me in. Hey I want a family picrture and it was only $20 bucks, so I said "what the heck...sign me up!" We'll get to take lots of poses, but we will only get to pick one pose to have an 8x10 and 16 wallet pictures, that's where they sucker you in because they want you to WANT more poses and pay waayyyy too much for more pictures. I'll settle for one pose as long as I get a family picture.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; So now instead of pretending I'm talking to someone on my phone to avoid those people I can say "I'm already signed up thanks." Now how to avoid those people that can make your hands feel super soft with their never seen before lotion......I guess I'll be talking on the phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-3945891713528885303?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3945891713528885303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-pictures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3945891713528885303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3945891713528885303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-pictures.html' title='Family  pictures....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-5142094800039902414</id><published>2010-02-18T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:32:38.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its official!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I made it official and signed the school contract! Oh man I was so excited, it's in 10 days! That's crazy soon. I got to try on my smock and I'll get all this fun stuff. I'll have to post about what I get when I actually get it. I know what it is I'm getting, but we'll just wait to see just how COOL it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got gymnastics tonight, and my mom is coming down to pick up Juliana for the weekend so we'll be one kiddo down until Monday. I'll miss my baby girl, but she loves playing with gramma and grandpa so it'll be fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I gotta finish cleaning up with the hub....I know fun stuff right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-5142094800039902414?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5142094800039902414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-official.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5142094800039902414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5142094800039902414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-official.html' title='Its official!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-4075819437647397765</id><published>2010-02-13T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:41:34.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!!</title><content type='html'>To my Valentine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/?id=576496314#!/video/video.php?v=307413841314&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/?id=576496314#!/video/video.php?v=307413841314&amp;amp;ref=mf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be dumb becuase I couldn't figure out how to actually put in the video. If anyone can help my "special" self, I'll fix it later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-4075819437647397765?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4075819437647397765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/4075819437647397765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/4075819437647397765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1694608459338984268</id><published>2010-02-09T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:13:15.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an announcement to make....</title><content type='html'>So I could officially be a student next month!! NEXT MONTH!! You have no idea how excited this makes me. So this is were we're at with the whole thing. Right now Taurus is statused as a PT employee, and insurance benefits aren't eligible for him until May to add us on, BUT its really crappy insurance, so we don't think we'll do that anyway. He's looking for a FT job somewhere so that hopefully we can get insurance otherwise we will try to go the the missouri health insurance that helps people who can't get it in other ways, but you have to not have had insurance for 6 months to get that. I've been looking for a FT job, and didn't think it was going to be this hard, but it is ridiculous. So I did get unemployment which is helping us some. They tried not giving it to me, but the state made them...HAHA Bank of America...ok sorry had to get that out of my system.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if I don't find a job, that means no insurance and no income to save for a house. ( Which was another reason we were thinking of pushing back me going to school again). But If I'm in school and getting unemployment I'm at least doing something with my time that's productive and can stay at home, when I don't have school and not be stressed going to school FT and work and kids. I feel like I'm not making sense right now, because I have so many things going through my head with all of this so sorry if this sounds all confusing. You can ask me questions later and who knows I'll probably be blogging about this later.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Right now I just have to get my passport pictures to put with my certificate that they use for graduation. You know how you always see them when you go into salons, and everything else is finished... I think. I've done my loans, talked to the school, now it's to make it official. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to SCREAM, I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please pray that everything gets completed the right way and I can officially be on my way to completing my dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1694608459338984268?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1694608459338984268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-announcement-to-make.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1694608459338984268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1694608459338984268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-announcement-to-make.html' title='I have an announcement to make....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1975263127650277020</id><published>2010-02-01T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T07:02:18.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my sign God?</title><content type='html'>So I've talked about how it might be a possibility that I get to go to cosmetology school, and it still is, but we're just not sure if it will work out. Ok...really it could work out, but Taurus and I really want to try and get a house next year. With this income taxes we are going to save some and pay pretty much all of our debt off. Except for some that are small amounts which we'll just pay with paychecks, then all we'll have is his car, and school, and the monthly bills to worry about. I try to be positive about getting a house, but sometimes I'm negative Nancy and really wonder are we going to be able to do this? Our friend who is a new realtor told us we should at least be in the 620 credit score range or better and want to put no less than 3.5%&amp;nbsp; down, which we can have that, but we were wanting to put more down. With me not having a job still, it's frustrating because I can't help with that extra income, so we're not saving now. So then I'm like ok then it means I should be in school instead of doing nothing do something right? nooo not so much....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Taurus said if he gets this second job that pays real good I could go for sure and he wouldn't worry about it. Otherwise it'll be tough to save if I were in school and only working a PT job. But do we hold off on a house for 6-12 months more just so I can go to school?? I totally would...but I know he really wants that house and I know if we were to do that then it would be better if I had a job longer than just that extra 6 months to help with the house. Ugh I hate trying to figure out what's going to happen, and I know I'm not supposed to figure it out, but it makes things stressful. I want to do school SOOOO bad and this is my opportunity, I could have my career finally lined up! So I just ask for you guys to help me stay positive, not to worry about what's going to happen, and if it's in God's plans then it will happen...house...school...job...it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a sign God....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1975263127650277020?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1975263127650277020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheres-my-sign-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1975263127650277020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1975263127650277020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheres-my-sign-god.html' title='Where&apos;s my sign God?'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6681927540832364729</id><published>2010-01-29T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:09:49.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a blog thief....</title><content type='html'>So I'm not the best at coming up with interesting things to blog about, and right now my life is pretty boring...stressful, yet not too different day by day to come up with something new to entertain you 2 or 3 people that read my blogs. How you all got sooo many followers is beyond me, but maybe it's a sign I'm not a good blogger.... anyway, when I was reading Devin's random post it was interesting and neat to read things you don't&amp;nbsp; really know about someone. Some you may know, but for the most part it's cool to read those, so I'm stealing your blog idea Devin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM things, ideas and facts....about ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can not sit on a public bathroom toliet seat. If there are not those seat covers I take toliet paper and make my own, or I pop and squat...which really works your thigh muscles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want 4 kids...hopefully the next one will be a boy, 2 girls 2 boys will be the best !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I ,like you Devin, am a tummy sleeper, and it was sooo annoying when pregnant when I couldn't sleep on my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I broke my pinker finger, and had surgery on it only to now not be able to straighten it...at all. My husband makes fun of me because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm a picky eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love sweets, just about any kind of candy, and I will eat it and most likely not have leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm afraid of heights, and cried once when I took a mission trip to colorado and had to go to the mountains...it freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I had "pica" when I was pregnant with all 3 of my kids. I craved gravel dust with Juliana, cooking flour, and chalk (which I only licked) with Bredun, and sharpies, and laundry detergent with Kiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I was in labor for very short periods of times with my kids. 4 hours labor 10min pushing with Juliana, 7 hours labor, 5 min pushing with Bredun, and Kiya was 45 min of labor, and like 2 min of pushing, I'm scared for what the next one will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I went to state in Track for the 200 meter and long jump when I was a freshman in HS and in the 4x4 relay my sophmore year. Don't ask me to race you now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I was a cheerleader captain in HS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I went to Veracruz, Mexico to play basketball....It was the best, I miss being able to play so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I want a house next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I won 1st place in a drama team competition in a skit with 2 other girls where my sister Beckie rewrote a skit to go along the lines of "The Brady Bunch." I was Cindy, my piggy tails and lisp was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.I like strange combinations of food, such as, popcorn dipped in nacho cheese, macaroni and cheese mixed with corn, peanut butter on toast with scrambled eggs on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I sucked my thumb until I was 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. It grosses me out when I sit in a seat at a public place and the seat is warm...there are only two ways the seat could have gotten that way....you farted on it, or you were sitting there waayyy too long, either way, it grosses me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I was born a red head....then my hair fell out when I was 2 and grew back blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I had my tonsils take out at age 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. It really annoys me when people eat with their mouths open or chomp their food....like really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I have the wierdest Aunt ever....OH you want examples...OK! If you come visit her, don't be there longer than a day, because she will give you 1 plate, 1 cup, 1 set of silverware and make you use the same set the whole time you're there. Don't eat pancakes or waffles with syrup with her, if you want more syrup and someone else has some on their plate, she'll scrape their leftover syrup onto your waffles. she saves used tape on the side of her refrigerator......just some examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I want a boob job....why?....babies....that's all I'm saying. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I have never been in a car accident *knock on wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.I have broken my ankle 2 times, one from basketball, the other because of a little girl that got off the school bus too slowly and I wasn't paying attention and that last step off the bus to the ground is far when you're little, and well I broke it...stupid little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I want to go to cosmetology school one day....hopefully soon, if its in Gods plans, I'm on my knees and crossing my fingers it will come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, that was probably the longest blog ever. Hope you enjoyed it, learned some new things about me, and still will continue to be my friend. I don't think there's too many wierd, crazy, scary things in there. If there are any blog suggestions for the future let me know! And how do you all get so many followers?? I don't want my blog to be pointless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6681927540832364729?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6681927540832364729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-blog-thief.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6681927540832364729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6681927540832364729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-blog-thief.html' title='I&apos;m a blog thief....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6438058804642978540</id><published>2010-01-17T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:33:54.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while....</title><content type='html'>Wow it's been&amp;nbsp;a while since I've blogged. It's been the same routine day after day. Work, kids, gym, kids, bed. So it didn't seem like much was going on, and now it's just kids, gym, kids, bed....yeah no more work. Not by my choice, but I was wanting out anyway.....just not wanting the transition between the new job being no job at all. I won't go into details on what happened except for the fact that it's kind of a sigh of relief to be out of Bank of America. Sooo much negativity going on, making everyone not so fun to be around. I loved the people I worked with, but there was still so much negativity with the bank and since I was already looking for a new job, it was kind of crazy that I was let go when I was. An honest mistake turned into something that I wanted buuuttt didn't want until I had something else lined up. ohhh well what can you do, God has a reason for everything. I don't know if it was to tell me that I should have been thankful for having SOMETHING, or telling me that he has something else way better stored for me. Only time will tell. In the meantime I get to stay home with my kiddos, and I love that. It's like maternity leave all over again! But do pray that I find something soon, we will need that income. Ok Kiya apparently isn't wanting me to blog anymore cause she's being fussy and not stopping. Until next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6438058804642978540?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6438058804642978540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6438058804642978540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6438058804642978540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-8587722342754656486</id><published>2010-01-07T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:38:49.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy times makes for a crazy life!</title><content type='html'>Oh man ever since I've gone back to work it seems like this blog and my facebook stalking, I mean reading, has gone to a bare minimum. I haven't blogged in a while, and really there isn't too much of excitement to blog about, but it's been crazy. We'll start with the kids first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana has been going to gymnastics and had started in October (?), and her last class was in December, we decided she loved it so much and was doing good, that she's now enrolled for the next season which starts today (although I'm not sure they'll have class due to the weather), and will go until May. It gives her some social interaction with little kids and she's always wanting me to play teacher with her and tell her what to show her, which is a good practice for her. I remember being in gymnastics when I was little and I loved it so it's good that she can show the same desire. She'll start school in May of this year, and that just seems so crazy to me! She's growing up way too fast. She's mommy's little best friend and will use that against me when she wants to do something..."but Mom that's what best friends do.." I love how much she shows how she loves for her family. Always wanting to give Bredun and Kiya kisses and hugs, and take care of them. Sometimes too much, but it's still is amazing to see love for each other. I love my little mini me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bredun is a wild man. He's definitly our dare devil child. He will try to climb up on anything and use anything to get up there. Toys, shoes, boxes, someones leg....it doesn't matter, he'll use it to get where he wants. Sometimes he'll get on the coffee table and once he's been caught and you go to get him he'll just jump to you without you knowing it. Scary at times, but that kid has hit his head so many times, he's going to be one rough little man. I love him so much, and love seeing him grow and start to understand more each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiya had her 2 month check up a couple of weeks ago and was 9 lbs, and I can't remember the length. She's still a little skinny minny, but has those chubby cheeks. I love kissing them. She's starting to "talk" a lot more when you talk to her, not so much on her own yet, and smiles sooo much. I love seeing her little mouth get the biggest wide open grin! It makes me want to kiss her all over. I love getting to come home from work and holding her, giving kisses, and just telling her how much I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus and I aren't doing much of anything. It's pretty much work, nap, watch the kids, sleep....repeat for him. He's been doing night stock (10pm-6am) since October, and really likes the people he works with and for the most part what he does. I think the hours and watching the kids can get to him and his body a lot, but he handles it pretty good for the most part, and he does it for his family so we're hoping one day it may not have to be like that. The kids grow up so fast, so we know it won't be this hard forever, but for now it's tough on his body.&amp;nbsp; I'm still at Bank of America, and have applied to be a customer service manager over at another new Hy-Vee that will be opening in March. I think I'm getting over the banking industry. Of course my heart is always to be a cosmetologist, but since that won't be happening anytime soon, I need to be somewhere, that doesn't stress me out and makes me happy. I used to work at the old one a few years ago and enjoyed it, so I hope to hear about that within the next week or two. The closing date for the job ends on the 11th (next monday) so because of the opening date, I'm thinking something will come along interview wise soon. Pray for me that if it's in God's plans that the door will be open for me to work there. It will save us $258 in insurance a month so if I can get the same pay, or more would be nice, than we will be able to save more money to buy a house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I said it, buying a house. Our plan is with this next income tax to pay off the rest of our smaller debt, we'll still have his car and schooling, and then save money and start looking next year for something. Hopefully this will be an easy process. We've watched all of those HGTV shows about buying your first home, my first place, renovation type of things we feel we know what we'll be walking into, and I have a friend who is a realtor, and new realtor that we're hoping can give us some insite and help us walk through the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time....don't ask me when that will be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-8587722342754656486?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8587722342754656486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-times-makes-for-crazy-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8587722342754656486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8587722342754656486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-times-makes-for-crazy-life.html' title='Crazy times makes for a crazy life!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-3218735284234834088</id><published>2009-12-15T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:00:33.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work, work, work!</title><content type='html'>Ok this is my second day back at work, and though its good to see the people I work with....work sucks! I mean at least I have a job right? Ok so I shouldn't complain too much, but can i just have a part time job, stay home with my kiddos and get paid lots of money instead? ohhh that would be nice. By the way....I'm about to pass out on my desk right now. I'm tired, and I have this heater running, and ohhh man a blanket and pillow would be nice right now. To top it all off, I have like 5 things to wear to semi cover this baby weight, my pants are a little snug....ok more than a little....and if ponchos were in style I'd be good to go with this whole coverage thing, but they aren't so I get to be "fat girl." ugh....I miss my babies so much, and it's nice to come home and get to snuggle with all of them. I think I overload them with kisses. Well I should be working...HA...later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-3218735284234834088?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3218735284234834088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-work-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3218735284234834088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3218735284234834088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-work-work.html' title='Work, work, work!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-3732061045684934751</id><published>2009-12-09T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:57:34.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borrowed from Miss Mandi's post...</title><content type='html'>1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chocolate! I haven't tried Egg Nog in a really long time, but all of the times...yes timeS I have tried it I did NOT like it at all. I don't know why, but there is something in there I just don't like! But I'm a big Hot Chocolate girl, even if it's not cold outside sometimes I'll crave it, and I usually end up putting two packets in because one is just not chocolatey enough for me and ya gotta have marshmellows too! Lots of them, and sometimes you need to add more when you ate them too fast....just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I was a kid I think my&amp;nbsp; parents had Santa presents for a few years and that was it. I don't really remember doing it too much. We just started doing it now, but we also have presents from mommy and daddy. That being said we have the BIG Christmas presents that we "asked" Santa for unwrapped and then the other little ones wrapped up, and mommy and daddy's presents wrapped too. We also bake a cake for Santa, and then Santa a.k.a Daddy eats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White, but this year we got a Christmas tree that is prelit and they are colored lights. I just think the white lights look so much more peaceful and pretty to go along with everything else, and when I say everything else I'm not sure what I mean....the snow...whatever, it just looks nicer ? cleaner? ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...and I'm pretty sure if I did my husband would think it was dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime around Thanksgiving. I usually get in the "spirit" of wanting to decorate for Christmas way before Thanksgiving so it's usually the week of Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet stuff....but it doesn't really take a holiday dish for me to have the sweet stuff be my favorite. Oohhh but I do remember my moms homemade rolls...ohhh man they're good and you could eat like 6 of them at once and later on that day some more. I like peanut brittle, cherry pie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we really had anything that stands out to me as "wow!! Remember when...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? &lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember. I'm like Mandi I remember we use to have Santa presents, but it wasn't made into a big thing. Pluse eventually we'd go snooping around and find the presents so I'm pretty sure that's how we really found out about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually we could get my parents to let us open up one thing. The pj thing sounds like a good tradition to start. We got Juliana and Bredun the same pjs so I might let them open that and wear it to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we did white lights, and random ornaments that I had from when I was a kid. This year we have a smaller tree on a coffee table with prelit lights and some red garland, trapped between our love seat and couch so that the little hands we have running around don't pull things off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Love it or Dread it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look of it love the feel of the cold and what it does to the roads....hate it. And just like Mandi says, I hate it when it starts to melt and gets all muddy and gross. ....and I HATE it when you get big ol chunks behind your car tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you ice skate? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, not the best and it really&amp;nbsp; hurts my ankles after a while, but it's still fun. I haven't done it in forever though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift? &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I had one that really stood out.&amp;nbsp; Is that bad? oh well.... I guess that just means I really liked ALL of my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember who's birthday it really is...Jesus Christ..... and getting together with family and being all warm and cozy inside with them, and maybe going outside later to play in the snow...maybe, if mommy feels like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I answered this with the favorite holiday dish questions so I guess I'll just repeat in saying, the sweet stuff. Oh and I love the tin cans of popcorn that have 3 different flavors....mine were always cheese, carmel and cinnamon, but you can hardly ever find those three flavors together anymore, now they always have butter, and it is NOT the same as fresh warm microwaved butter popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really recall a holiday tradition....??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What tops your tree? &lt;br /&gt;Nothing right now, but we used to have an antique looking star that we'd put on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which do you prefer giving or Receiving? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both. I like getting someone something that I know...sometimes think that they will really enjoy, and having that feeling of "they think my present was the best" even if they faked it, they must have done a good job, because I could always get that feeling for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite Christmas Song? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... I honestly can't think of my ultimate favorit, but I always enjoyed the good ol Silent Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Candy Canes: Yuck or Yum? &lt;br /&gt;Yum but more so the yummy flavored ones they have out now, like cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Favorite Christmas Show? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mines ELF too Mandi! Oh man I got that as a gift for Christmas one year....funny funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Saddest Christmas Song? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really&amp;nbsp; know on this one....nothing that really makes me sad.....because Christmas is the birth of Jesus and there's nothing sad about that right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-3732061045684934751?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3732061045684934751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/borrowed-from-miss-mandis-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3732061045684934751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3732061045684934751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/borrowed-from-miss-mandis-post.html' title='Borrowed from Miss Mandi&apos;s post...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1865208188881740320</id><published>2009-12-07T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:43:16.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"GRAPES"</title><content type='html'>Ok let me just start off telling you all how much we LOVE grapes in our family. I mean Juliana could eat a whole bag by herself, Bredun could eat anything and all of it by himself too, which leads me to earlier today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the couch watching TV, kids are playing. Juliana goes into the kitchen, pretends to "cook" and on her way back in, she tells me "Mommy Bredun is eating a grape off the floor...." Mommy says " Bredun come here that's ucky....bring it to mommy." Juliana hops over the baby gate and takes his hand to lead him to mommy.... As Bredun always does when he's caught with someone in his hands that he's about to put in his mouth he quickly pops the "grape" in his mouth. Takes it out and says "uck" and throws it at me. It lands on my laptop that I was looking at, so I pick it up and realize hmmmm this doesn't look like a grape. Kind of looks like a piece of chocolate....we don't have chocolate, must have been under the couch for a while. Soooo I smell it....nope not chocolate either it's POOP! yeah I said it poo.......gag reflexs kicked in, quickly grabbed a wipe and picked that nasty terd up and gave it to Juliana to throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that ladies in gentlemen is the story of the day....oh wait and then I changed his diaper but forgot I didn't have a diaper to put on him downstairs, so I sent Juliana upstairs to get one, Bredun pees on the floor. I love him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End scene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1865208188881740320?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1865208188881740320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/grapes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1865208188881740320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1865208188881740320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/grapes.html' title='&quot;GRAPES&quot;'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-3058759241330185527</id><published>2009-12-03T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:09:00.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post...</title><content type='html'>Ok so as I am sitting her "doodling" around on the internet, I have the TV on MTV and some new show is on and is supposed to be about following some young people from Jersey shore.....that's probably enough said right there just for people to understand how stupid the show is going to be, but listening to the introduction it starts off with a guy talking about how he has a tanning bed in his house to live up with the life style of a jersey boy....and now this is were I will change the channel....dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back to work in a week! UCK....noooooo I don't want to *sighs, tears fall down face...breathing in and out, in and out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in cosmetology school, I want a new job, I want to be with my babies a lot more than I will once I go back to work, I want to not have to worry about bills (oh wait bills never stop coming in so that won't happen!) I want a new job....oh I said that already...hmmm...I want a new job! I want to live in a different place, and town and state, but for now a new place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this post was definitly random....kind of pointless too, but definitly random....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-3058759241330185527?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3058759241330185527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3058759241330185527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/3058759241330185527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-post.html' title='Random post...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-5802075791511176483</id><published>2009-12-01T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:52:29.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Update of lil miss Kiya....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdjvZnvpI/AAAAAAAAACI/IE7tiLUFVOs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdjvZnvpI/AAAAAAAAACI/IE7tiLUFVOs/s320/004.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After bathtime with her curly hair, too bad it won't stay like that. It should soon though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdmJw7veI/AAAAAAAAACQ/i4qok2iqmOc/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdmJw7veI/AAAAAAAAACQ/i4qok2iqmOc/s320/005.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdn6pbltI/AAAAAAAAACY/HUJk5RyxX3A/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdn6pbltI/AAAAAAAAACY/HUJk5RyxX3A/s320/006.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdplYZZOI/AAAAAAAAACg/XtFLu5psZNw/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdplYZZOI/AAAAAAAAACg/XtFLu5psZNw/s320/007.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And a few of Bredun too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWd92p-SBI/AAAAAAAAACo/OLdtfzRZZb8/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWd92p-SBI/AAAAAAAAACo/OLdtfzRZZb8/s320/008.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to play basketball. He'll even do a one handed shot with perfect form....it's cuteness for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWd_OIWA5I/AAAAAAAAACw/ywVgxpXdBSc/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWd_OIWA5I/AAAAAAAAACw/ywVgxpXdBSc/s320/010.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-5802075791511176483?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5802075791511176483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-update-of-lil-miss-kiya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5802075791511176483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5802075791511176483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-update-of-lil-miss-kiya.html' title='Picture Update of lil miss Kiya....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/SxWdjvZnvpI/AAAAAAAAACI/IE7tiLUFVOs/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1873770343058842446</id><published>2009-12-01T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T07:40:47.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I don't wannnnnt to!</title><content type='html'>I have to go back to work in 2 weeks....ugh I don't want to! It's going to get here so soon too. At least we have all of our Christmas shopping done, well we need to get one more thing for Bredun, but besides that we're done. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; We're planning on going to TX for vacation sometime in Jan, so that'll be a fun time and won't be too long after I've gone back, but I don't know if I'll be able to go then since my job now has some 90 day vacation notice policy thing going on. Dumb. If we can't go in Jan, then hopefully not too much longer of a wait! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My baby girl Kiya is getting so big and I just love her to pieces. I can't find my camera connector for the computer to put up pictures and it's making me mad. Bredun is allll over the place. He's totally our little daredevil. He'll find anything....and I mean anything to put up next to our coffee table and climb up on it. He'll climb up on the arm of the chair and stand up and then plop himself down on the couch. He's falling off a couple times doing that. Actually he falls a lot....and just stares at you, doesn't really cry about it a lot. Juliana is ready for school, which I'm sure in a few months after going she'll not want to go, but we'll see. She's being playing "teacher" with me. We practice numbers and letters and what the sound of each letter is and what words start with it. She's still in gymnastics until the end of Dec. and she lovvveess it. We might be putting her in it for the beginning of next year but we'll have to see. I really want to keep her in it so that she has something to do, but it all depends on finances.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well this post was pretty pointless, but it had been a while since I posted and thought I should say SOMETHING, but I guess when you sit around doing nothing all day you don't really have much to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1873770343058842446?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1873770343058842446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-i-dont-wannnnnt-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1873770343058842446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1873770343058842446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-i-dont-wannnnnt-to.html' title='But I don&apos;t wannnnnt to!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-7134722869625868294</id><published>2009-11-20T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:12:30.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I doing up still...</title><content type='html'>Ohhh man it's midnight and I really should be sleeping right now, BUT I'm not. I'm making cinnamon rolls (I know right), and knitting, and watching TV, facebooking, and blogging.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's no real excitement going on, of course what can really be exciting when you're stuck in the house alll day! We got to do some Christmas shopping today, which was good, I love getting the kiddos stuff and knowing that when they open it they will have fun with it. We got a white Christmas tree, which is a first for me because I've always grown up with a big real tree, and just in the past few years have we done a fake one, just so we don't have to mess with all the "shedding" real trees do. We weren't going to get a tree because we thought Bredun would tear it up....and he tries to, but we've trapped the tree on top of a table in a corner between our love seat and couch with our extra car seat to block the bottom where the couches don't touch! &lt;br /&gt;I have an official date of when I go back to work, and it's way too soon. Dec 14th....poo day...poo poo day. I need to go back though because since I didn't get maternity leave I had to use what vacation and sick time I had which only added up to 3 weeks, so I'm already going 3 weeks unpaid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhh shoot, smelling the cinnamon rolls from upstairs....I kind of forgot, hope they're not burnt! Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-7134722869625868294?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7134722869625868294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-am-i-doing-up-still.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7134722869625868294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7134722869625868294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-am-i-doing-up-still.html' title='What am I doing up still...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-5679876054557969275</id><published>2009-11-17T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:08:29.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing like a weed...</title><content type='html'>We went to the doctor today and in a little over 2 weeks Kiya is 7.5 lbs 19 1/2 inches long and 34 1/2 in head circumfrance. Last time we were at the doctor she was 5.10 lbs, she was born 5.12 lbs and left the hospital at 5.04 lbs......MAMA'S MILK IS GOOD! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sucky "stuff" Bredun gave pretty much all of us a cold. My head feels like it's going to explode and my nose will fall off, Kiya is sneezing, coughing, and doesn't want to stay asleep in her bassinet or crib for longer than 30 min unless I'm holding her and then she's knocked out. Bredun is teething too which makes him extra fussy and drooly and adds to my headache. I keep getting chills and feel super weak....ok I'm leaving the pitty party....buttttt it sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-5679876054557969275?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5679876054557969275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/growing-like-weed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5679876054557969275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5679876054557969275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/growing-like-weed.html' title='Growing like a weed...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-7451978039612372137</id><published>2009-11-16T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:20:31.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a sign.....</title><content type='html'>Ok so since we can't move right now soooo many things have been running through my mind on "what's next?" We are appealing the judges decision and will have to wait and see if our appeal gets excepted. For some reason I was thinking you kind of get like an automatic chance to appeal right after a hearing and then if that appeal were to get denied then you'd have to wait, BUT that's not how it works. You can get your appeal denied at any time. So..... yeah we may not even get to stress, to a different judge, what we didn't get to say in the first trial. We know we'd be going in there already assuming that we are denied again, but we know that at least we'd get it off our chest and know that ok, we just have to wait a little longer. I should find out if we'll go to trial again in a week or so. Another thing is the insurance Josh owes me. Long story short he had Juliana on his insurance, dropped her without telling me (we pay 50/50 so I had been paying him) and I got her on mine and he hasn't paid his half for over a year. We are submitting in sometime to the court so that he'll have to start paying annndddd yet again I didn't know, but I'll have to go to trial for that! Me and the court....we're tight, close, best buds....well maybe not best buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn there's the plans for staying in Columbia. We want to move out of the townhouse we're in now. It's not the best neighborhood, it goes off your income, so getting a second job or going to school rent would be crazy and if I went to school then I couldn't even live here! We know where we want to move to, but want to wait until after tax time to have that financial "cushion" before we just jump into another place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theennnnn there's the jobs. I really am falling out of the banking industry. I've been doing it for over 3 years and I'm just done with it. I was happier at the other bank I was at, but they don't pay as much and&amp;nbsp;I don't want to go back to banking anyway. I obviously want to be doing hair, which won't happen until after school so I'm thinking maybe something in retail or pretty much anything that's a lot more laid back! But again I don't want to look for something right now because my rent would change! It's a hassle to change all of your "stuff" with the management, and I just don't want to deal with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least there's going to school. If I go it would for 14 months, full time (they don't offer PT) and it is $9390 to go. I've applied for a grant and school loan and in the pending status they say I should be able to get a grant, but that's only for a certain amount and more than likely I would still owe for half of the schooling. It's totally not that bad compared to going to a University, but it's something that we would have to make payments to and just something to figure out financially. I sooo want to do it so that in a few years if we do have to go back to court to move again that I will have something "new" to present as far as jobs go. I just don't know how all this loan/school/bills stuff works. I would still work somewhere, but they'd have to be flexible with the school times. I think school is Mon-Thur and two of the days it's 11-7 and the other two days it's 8-4:30. I probably couldn't find something that pays as good as I'm getting now, but I'd have to have something just to help out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ramble ramble, but I just want to have some kind of PLAN! I feel like I have allllll this stuff going through my head but don't have them in an order and I just want to know what I should be doing. What do I need to be preparing for? Ugh....give me a sign God....give me a sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-7451978039612372137?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7451978039612372137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-sign.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7451978039612372137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7451978039612372137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-sign.html' title='Give me a sign.....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6765828367660209449</id><published>2009-11-09T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:47:18.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drained.....</title><content type='html'>Even though I won't go into detail about why I'm feeling "drained" emotionally right now there is a lot of "things" going on that I feel like lying in bed and crying. I don't feel like I can do anything right, I can't say anything right, and anything I do is not how it's supposed to be. I feel like.... nothing. I don't want sympathy, I just want to be understood. I feel like if I go read God's word or just try to be patient I never hear him, I don't know what to do......but cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6765828367660209449?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6765828367660209449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/drained.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6765828367660209449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6765828367660209449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/drained.html' title='Drained.....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6838964962463603458</id><published>2009-11-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:14:40.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo we might be going on another roller coaster....</title><content type='html'>Even though we haven't really talked a lot these past few days because of the moving situation, today was the most we talked and so far right now......we are going to try and appeal the judges verdict. *sigh* Yes I want to try and do everything I can to get to Dallas, and get there as soon as I can, but with everything that I dealt with the first time makes me think of it alllll again. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Because of things that my lawyer did not object to or even bring up in court; plus with her reasons why we can't move, we feel like if we appeal we can address those "issues" and maybe get another decision. There was a lot of frustration with how my lawyer dealt with things, or should I say did not deal with things, that maybe if we address those issues with him, we'll be able to go at it a second time more prepared. See my lawyer didn't tell me until AFTER our trial that this was his first trial....nice I know....he's dealt with these kinds of cases before, but they always got settled outside of court, so this was his first trial. I know I've posted it before, but he's a parapalegic and I feel bad getting upset with him about certain things. He gets sick a lot, and he needs help going through paperwork, etc. Which isn't a problem for me to help him, but I think when we were in court it kind of overwhelmed him??? I guess we just want to try again to address the issues the judge said were why we couldn't move, because we feel we can prove her wrong, but also just to know we did get everything out, and we tried to do EVERYTHING we could do. My only thought is when she said that the jobs we would have wouldn't pay enough to outweigh the meaningful continuance visits. We wouldn't have different jobs, but maybe if we prove the other things it could go different? &lt;br /&gt;I've already called my lawyer and had to leave a message to talk to him about it, so I have no idea what he'll say back. When I had gotten his first email telling me we got denied he said we could appeal it, but to get another local judge that would overturn a colleagues decision would be hard. I know our judge we had is a well known "good" judge, but I hope that we can approach this judge in a way that will let them know that even though we got her reasons for dening it, the reasons given weren't covered like we thought they should have been.....something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6838964962463603458?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6838964962463603458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/soooo-we-might-be-going-on-another.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6838964962463603458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6838964962463603458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/soooo-we-might-be-going-on-another.html' title='Soooo we might be going on another roller coaster....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6964984395473964482</id><published>2009-11-06T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:04:49.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a no go...</title><content type='html'>Ok this is the first time I'm addressing this after hearing what the outcome was with moving. We got denied. Basically she said that Juliana was too young and that she would not be able to have continually meaningful visits with both parents. He wouldn't get to see her in any extracurriclar sports she may be in&amp;nbsp; while going to school, and that the job I would transfer to with Bank of America and the Asst. manager job Taurus would get does not make enough to outweigh the continued visits. It sucks. It sucks in more ways than one. We would have to wait more than likely another 4 years before we could try again, and that's a loonnggg time. For us anyway it is. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have ran it through my mind over and over again what could have been different. I'm not going to point fingers at anyone, because it's over and done with and I can't go back and change anything right now, but I know there were things that could have been broughten up that may have helped....but who knows! The house has been quiet becasue of it because right now it's the only thing that is on Taurus and I's minds, yet at the same time we're both upset about it we don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know this was all from a "mistake" I made with not being a strong enough woman back in the day, but I also know that I asked God for forgiveness, and I KNOW he did. So I can't go back and say anything on the past....it's just that....the PAST! I know everything happens for a reason, this is God's plan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually feeling stuck. What do we do now? I don't want to be in Columbia, in this apartment, at this job....nothing but where and what do I do? I want to go to Cosmetology school, and the only thing I have thought of is that I go to school here and then maybe we can try to move in a couple of years becasue I would have a major increase in income with that job. Dallas stylists make a TON more than Columbia! My sister in law does it and she's given me the $$$ figures, and it's ridiculous...I know it's not the same in Columbia. But then that means moving, because I'm the only one on our lease and we are in a housing that bases your rent off your income. Well you can't be a full time student, or a student at all and live by yourself. If you have someone else on the lease who's not a student you can, but Taurus isn't on the lease.....for certain reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all of this I'm trying to think positive...right now it's not really happening so much, because I just simply don't understand, but hopefully I will get to that point. We prayed about it, we really felt like this was the time we were to move, we saw what our future could be. Yes we knew that there was a chance that we wouldn't get to move, but I had done SO much research on everything you would possibly need to bring up to prove this would be an improvement for Juliana, but yet once again...he won. The one person who doesn't honestly care, won. He sat up there and admitted to occassionally smoking drugs, that his car didn't have seat belts in the back so she'd sit in the front, that Juliana has slept with him and his girlfriend in their bed (when she has her own there) and yet he won. At times I want to punch things....a lot of the other times I want to cry, and I do, and I feel so many different emotions. I want to comfort my husband, but he's really upset....feeling like he can't take his family and go and do what he wants. But he handles things differently than I do and I'm trying to deal with that, but it's hard when how I want to deal with it is by talking to each other on what our next steps are. By crying with him, being comforted by him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I vented....A LOT... but I needed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6964984395473964482?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6964984395473964482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-no-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6964984395473964482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6964984395473964482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-no-go.html' title='It&apos;s a no go...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-2966588430771109480</id><published>2009-11-02T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:01:51.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How am I going to do this...</title><content type='html'>Ok I think I could go nuts in about .5 seconds. Ok nope already there! Even though little miss sleeps for most of the day, it seems like once I start one thing another is unraveling behind me. I'll get things "picked up" around the house and then it starts.... Gymnastics in the house...not just Juliana, Bredun&amp;nbsp;decides to pull whatever he can up to the coffee table and climb up on top of it, while Juliana is doing cart wheels, flips, and hanging upside down from couches and chairs. They listen to me for about 5 min, and then they're at it again! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't even know why I'm on here really, but I'm at the point to where stuff is going to look a mess for a sec...lots of seconds....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have to go to the doctor this afternoon and then we have to go to the hospital for some lab stuff. Apparently my placenta was on the small size which could mean infections for Kiya or me or both of us, so they had to draw blood from both of us. It was SO hard watching them do it to her. They had a NICU nurse come to do it because she's so small and tried taking it out of her wrist like they do to big people. It was the same size needle too! They couldn't get it to work so then they were wiggling it a little and I felt sooo bad for her, I cried...a lot. Then they had to swipe her eyes, nose throat and butt. They just took some blood from me, but oh man it was hard watching them do it to her. I snuggled her a lot more after I got her back. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well I better get back to my oh so calm house and kids.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-2966588430771109480?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2966588430771109480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-am-i-going-to-do-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/2966588430771109480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/2966588430771109480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-am-i-going-to-do-this.html' title='How am I going to do this...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-5897116765715373700</id><published>2009-11-01T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:32:13.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiyana Braylee Bursey.....labor and delivery story</title><content type='html'>Well this was definitly the most exciting and crazy labor and delivery I've had out of all 3 of my kids. Where do I start???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was going to be an eventful day anyway because that was our court date to see if we can relocate to TX. We had said all along that we just wanted to get court over with and then Kiya could come whenever she wanted to. To our surprise it was going to be a lot sooner than expected. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday at 4:15 so Taurus came and got me from work, the doctor checked me and I was a full 4 cm. Last week I was a good 3-4 cm. It may seem like a lot to most women who don't even dialate before they go into labor or who only do 1-2 cm, but with Bredun I was 4 cm for a week and a half before anything happened. So we left there, did some errands, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; We all ended up going to bed early that night. I was feeling crampy, which I had been all day, but I assumed from getting checked at the doctors I was extra crampy, no big deal. So we went to bed around 10ish and at 10:30 one of my friends text me and was like "Are you going to have that baby tonight?"....."don't know, but you know I'll let ya know." Then Taurus' brother text him and was like "have you had that baby?"...."no not yet." Ok really?! I was like ok people we'll tell you, we're trying to sleep! Well I woke up around 11 and couldn't really sleep was still having pains, and went to take some tylenol to see if that would help with the "cramps." At 11:15 they were getting worse and I was like well I'll just time them and see what goes on. The were 4-5 min apart, and I knew this could be "real labor" so I needed to keep timing them to see if they stayed like that or not. So about 30 min later they started to get to be 3 min apart. They hurt so bad. I was standing, swaying, sitting on the bed, walking around, bending over. Anything to see if it would ease the pain....yeah it didn't. So I told Taurus ok lets just go in, I don't care if they tell me to go home, this hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He woke up Juliana and told her to get her shoes on, which she then preceeded to stare at me and ask me "Mommy is that my sister hurting you?"..."Yes Juliana it is." " Do you want me to tell her to stop?" ....why of course! He went and Got Bredun ready, who started to cry and was wanting me to hold him, I thought about it, but the contractions kept coming so close together, it wasn't happening. I made it down the stairs and he got the kids loaded in the car, bags in the trunk, I made it in the car after stopping once on my way to the car dropping my purse and moaning through a pretty painful contraction.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the way to the hospital, I was moaning, trying to breath at a slow and steady pace, and make it through them. I managed to tell Taurus to hurry as fast as he could because this was definitly it. We finally turned onto the street to the hospital and I felt like I had to push....we were almost there though! Taurus looks at me and say's "what?!!", misses the turn to the hospital, slams on the breaks (which didn't help so much) and reverses the car gets up to the emergency enterance. He runs into the hospital where he tells them that my wife is in labor and feels like she has to push. He told me later that when he told them that they kind of just looked at him and smiled like he probably didn't know what was really going on. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They came out with a wheelchair, and tried to get me&amp;nbsp; into it which was taking longer because I was going through contraction after contraction, feeling like I had to push again while she was pushing me up the ramps. Of course they try to ask you all these questions " What's your name?, when's your due date, when did you start timing your contractions?" I just moaned and tried breathing normal. I think I got my first name out, and that was it until I got up to the actual labor and delivery area. Once I got up there I had needed to push AGAIN, I finally got my name, due date and when I started timing contractions out in one sentence, one breath. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They got me into a room where they then were trying to ask me if I was allergic to anything, when I started timing things, due date, everything. I said " I HAVE TO PUUUSHHH." they were like ok we have to get you on the bed, they pulled my pants down and got me onto the bed while half way putting a gown on me. A nurse was trying to help me breath/pant through not pushing. They then told me the doctor was going to have to check to see how far along I was. Are you kidding me?? I had just help 4 pushes from leaving home to actually being here!! It hurt like no other, because of course he managed to do it during a contraction. I was yelling "Nooo stop it!" Then he got out, which I don't think I even heard what he said I was, becase once he got his hand out I said " I'm pussshhhinngg...." which they tried telling me to hold it, but when I was telling them that I was pushing, I was pushing! The nurse holding my hand looked under the sheet and said yeah uhhh there's a head and the bag. The bag burst on them all, which was weird to me, then I pushed one more time and she came out! I ended up having 3 or 4 stiches and got cleaned up. Taurus and Bredun ended up being in the room the whole time. They took Juliana away after they got me on the bed, I think because she was looking like what the heck is going on. So a nurse took her away. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Taurus' facial expression afterwards was priceless. He was like "uhhh did that really just happen like that?" Bredun just sucked his thumb the whole time like ok whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It took her a few extra seconds to cry, and they took her away to get checked out and all that doctor stuff they have to do. Got the placenta out which they then "swooped" the inside of me to get any clots. The other doctor then told me that she had gotten some placenta with some of the blood and was going to have to scrap again....oh. my. goodness. Taurus said it looked like her whole arm was up there, and it sure did feel like it, but it was over in a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Later on after we were in our rooms and everything had settled down another nurse came in there and was like "sooo how are you feeling?" I heard you had a pretty crazy delivery. Yes, yes I did. She said all the nurses were sitting around and there had been only one other lady in there having contractions, but they weren't close and no one was making a big deal, then they saw all these doctors running past them and they were like "what's going on?" they looked at the monitors, and were like that lady isn't having a baby....well then who is? ME!!!! :) Everyone said we gave them some excitement for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now we know if there is another baby, that as soon as I feel anything semi serious we need to go! Taurus thought he'd have to deliver, and I thought mannnn if he doesn't get there in 2 seconds he needs to pull over, because I'm about to push in his car. If anyone knows Taurus and his car....that would have not been ok. Of course he would have been fine with it while it was happening because it was for his little girl, but afterwards I'm sure he would have been like "dang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's it! Little miss Kiyana (which we'll call Kiya) Braylee Bursey.... 5 pounds 12 oz, 18 3.4 inches long, born at 12:11 am on Thursday October 29th. 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Whatever the outcome, it's God's plan. I'm also hoping that baby girl can come! She needs to get OUT of my belly! I'm tired of: waddling, heartburns, not being able to tie my shoes, peeing every other min (and being disappointed when it doesn't last longer than 2 seconds), not being able to squat, turn over in bed, sleep on my belly, play with my kiddos like I want to, breathing normal....hmmmm is that is? I guess....for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet....I"M READY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-5509962372322495155?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5509962372322495155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-ready.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5509962372322495155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/5509962372322495155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-ready.html' title='I&apos;m ready...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1820492999712932151</id><published>2009-10-27T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:45:33.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Postponed</title><content type='html'>Ok so I know that most people who read this will have already known that court was postponed because I posted it on Facebook, but just blogging about it, keeping everyone updated. We went in there and When they first called our names it was just my lawyer, me and his lawyer. He was there, but for some reason didn't come into the room? Not sure why, but ok whatever. So then the judge preceeds to tell us that there are like 4 other cases besides ours so they can only allow 30 min for each case! Ok come on really, because I'm pretty sure that most of them will take longer than that. So we had to decide to come back on another day. We go tomorrow (Wednesday) and I'm hoping there are no other mishaps, and we'll get it over. It's at 9 am, and I'm glad to not have to wait all day for it to come, but worried because if the outcome isn't good, I have to go to work right afterwards, and I don't know how I'll be. I know I'll be super upset, becasue I just really won't understand the reasoning if it's not granted. I mean since I'm giving him all of summer and including that at any time he can arrange, at his own expense, to come and see her,  I can't imagine a judge not seeing that I'm willing to make his "relationship" as best as it can be with the circumstances. Ok....*sigh* Here we go again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God you hear me? I need you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1820492999712932151?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1820492999712932151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/postponed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1820492999712932151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1820492999712932151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/postponed.html' title='Postponed'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-743126344556096834</id><published>2009-10-20T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T07:26:14.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting close...</title><content type='html'>So i have two more days until I walk into a court room to find out what the near future holds for me. I'm excited, nervous, scared, but at times feel at peace with it all. I know I've done all I can to be prepared for this and to prove that this is something my family "needs." I just hope this judge can see that, and grant the move. I've met with my lawyer twice already in the past week, talked about how things will go down. I'm meeting with him on Thursday to have a pretend mini "trial," and then at 1:30 on Friday starts the fun! I know we don't have an issue when it comes to proving that I am the better parent. I have numerous things for evidence to prove that, and at first I was thinking that's all I would need really, and then come on give the girl what she wants. BUT the more I think of it, that's not why we're there, we're there to prove that being in a different state is for the better of Juliana. I think we have enough to show that it is, and I have no idea how his lawyer is going to come at me, but I honestly can not think of anything that Josh or his lawyer would be able to prove that it isn't better for her. Ok I need to stop thinking about it! Totally be praying hard for me on that day though....whoever may read this by then, which I'm thinking will be no one....I have but one follower, but I tried. I've given it to God, it's in his hands, and all I can do is be honest and willing to let him show me his path for me and my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-743126344556096834?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/743126344556096834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-getting-close.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/743126344556096834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/743126344556096834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-getting-close.html' title='It&apos;s getting close...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-545909778813263163</id><published>2009-09-24T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:00:45.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm over the baby belly...</title><content type='html'>Ugh... I'm so over being prego. I'm thinking if it wouldn't have been so soon after having Bredun maybe I wouldn't be feeling like this, but right now I'm wanting her out more than anything. Anyone know what I can do to NOT think of the negative? I'm trying to keep myself busy doing little "tasks" here and tehre. I've painted the crib, rearranged our bedroom for the crib to fit, made a baby blanket for a friend, cleaned out most of our house, cleaned, gotten rid of old clothes of Juliana and Breduns, Juliana goes to gymnastics now, but I can't stop thinking of how uncomfortable I am!!! Ok I'm having a moment, and this is me venting to one person.....that's right MM YOU! Because you're the only one that I have that comments....I have no followers. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh....I'm over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-545909778813263163?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/545909778813263163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-over-baby-belly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/545909778813263163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/545909778813263163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-over-baby-belly.html' title='I&apos;m over the baby belly...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-2876726300887284827</id><published>2009-09-21T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:36:37.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delay....again</title><content type='html'>So the court date has gotten pushed back.....again. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; though because at least it's only a week later and it's because of the judges scheduling and not anything with lawyer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mumbo&lt;/span&gt; jumbo. Apparently the first push back was because the judge was on vacation, now it's because she has a trial training thing. So as of right now it is October 23, and we are as ready as can be. I've gotten a lot of "evidence" I think will be good for us to use against him i.e. pictures of some of the clothes he's brought her back in that are 18-24 months....she's 4! I'm leaving it in God's hands. He knows our hearts and where we want to be and if its in his plans then we will be there. Otherwise we'll go the path he has planned for us and maybe the future will be a different story. Keep us in your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-2876726300887284827?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2876726300887284827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/delayagain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/2876726300887284827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/2876726300887284827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/delayagain.html' title='Delay....again'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1114276729455685052</id><published>2009-09-08T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T07:03:19.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying focused is harder than you think...</title><content type='html'>So we have an official court date of October 16 to determine whether we will be able to move or not. I'm done crossing my fingers, holding my breath, and stressing out about what will happen.....ok maybe a little stress, but I'm working on that. It's been rough, but it's come down to what I already knew from the beginning, but neglected; turning it ALL over to God. He has a plan, he has my life already in order, and it's not for me to try to figure out, which I know I do a lot more than I should. It's hard to not think of the "what if's," but Taurus and I, and our family, have to be ok with what and where God has placed us in life. Who know's what can happen, so instead of stressing to much I have to leave it all to him.&lt;br /&gt;     When I came to this realization, I had said it before " Ohhh God has it in his hands," but it was like I was just saying the words with no meaning. I guess I wasn't really feeling what I was saying. I feel bad for all of a sudden realizing how wrong I was to not trust him so much until now....the end. When I do that I always ask my self is God going to think it's too late? Will he say "oh nope I'm not helping you because you should have come to me sooner." No he doesn't so I have to get that out of my head. When the DEVIL is putting those thoughts in my head he's pushing me away from God and what truely can come out of my life. God doesn't have a time clock of when he wants you to come to him. You can do it anyday, anytime, in anyway. Taurus has started to be more dedicated to God and is reading his bible every night. Listening to the good gospel music, and just getting in the spirit more. Trying to stay focused on what or should I say who will open all doors for me. It's hard because there's been so much stress and frustration through this whole process, and holding back my nasty words and biting my tounge is hard!! I can do it.....WE can do it. I have to give all my fears to God....he's in control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1114276729455685052?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1114276729455685052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/staying-focused-is-harder-than-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1114276729455685052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1114276729455685052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/staying-focused-is-harder-than-you.html' title='Staying focused is harder than you think...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-7065243359692769944</id><published>2009-08-20T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:39:06.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock Tick Tock....</title><content type='html'>So, after going back and forth and around in 5 million circles, we (crossing my fingers) have a date to meet with the lawyers to find out if the move to TX is a go or not. It's been a frustrating journey to even get to this point, and I'm hoping that after this meeting we will be relieved to some extent. Almost a year ago (September) I added Juliana to my insurance and every month after that I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; no payments from Josh and have been battling to arrange some kind of meeting to get things settled.&lt;br /&gt;    Once the letter for the move was sent off, I had to send it twice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he was too lazy to go to the post office and pick up the notice that he had gotten on his door twice reminding him that he had something there. Then he contested the move and we waited around 2 months or more to hear back from his lawyer with a date that we could meet to discuss a new visitation. After a lot of phone calls and emails to her, she finally responded and we had a date for the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; (? I think) of August to meet. Then my lawyer gets sick and is in bed for 2 weeks. See he's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;paraplegic&lt;/span&gt; so he gets sick a lot. Then to my surprise I find out we were supposed to respond back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; contest to the move and we had 2 weeks....totally missed that deadline, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of my lawyer was sick. We thought we might have to start over, go to a judge or something horrible. Well apparently not very many lawyers know about that deadline because it's hidden in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; paragraph in the statute. So I had a date to meet with them on the 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of this month and a few days later I hear from Josh's lawyer that she forgot about a court date she had set up and we'll have to reschedule....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;uuummm&lt;/span&gt; can I not stress the word "frustration" enough by this point? Well I ended up sending a email to my lawyer basically complaining because I've waited almost a YEAR, and I've been ignored (by Josh's lawyer mostly) and put on the back burner, not gotten paid, this and that. He came back with a response....how does the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; sound? So we're meeting the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of this month and I'm hoping nothing will happen in the next few days to make this not happen.&lt;br /&gt;     Pray pray pray that it goes well and we find good news. I think there has been a lot of stress, frustration, and pretty much any other word you can think of during all of this and to know that we can move where we can be happier. I think it's put a lot on our marriage, not  really know what the future holds because of this issue, and it's more upsetting to me than anything, because I know that the mistakes you make you have to pay for, and I feel like I've been paying for this mistake of not being responsible for a while and to know it effects others now makes it worse. I know God forgave me for that mistake, but how long does "this" go on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-7065243359692769944?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7065243359692769944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/tick-tock-tick-tock.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7065243359692769944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7065243359692769944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock Tick Tock....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-8710610375156646578</id><published>2009-08-07T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:00:07.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>Ohhhh how waiting sucks. So we didn't have the court date last week like we were supposed to because my lawyer was sick. See he's a parapalegic (sp?) and so he gets sick a lot and just so happened he got sick right then. We are planning on going on the 18th of this month, so again pray that this is God's plan and everything will work out well. I've gone back and forth on how I feel about the whole thing. It's just so stressful. I want my baby girl to be near me all the time, because I know she will miss us and when she's with him and if she wanted to go home, he wouldn't do anything about it. She was gone pretty much for a week between seeing him for her regular visits and going with my parents to see Beckie in OK, and my mom said that on the way home and she was saying was "Can mommy meet us somewhere, I want mommy...." :( It makes me sad, because I don't ever want her to feel like mommy doesn't want her all the time, and I know if she does end going there for the summer than I will be calling a lot, but that's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to another stressful situation, but not as sterssful....Taurus has filled out application after application and hopefully will have an interview with for a part time job. It may not be the best job he can get, but it's something and something is better than nothing, so we're hoping that it will come through and he can start right away. We thought we might have to put the kids back in daycare. If he gets this job he won't have to. We have a friend who is a stay at home momma with her 1 year old little girl and said that she would watch the kids for an hour or two until Taurus got off to pick them up. He would work from 5am-9am Mon-Fri and since I don't have to be at work until 8:00 then it would only be a little over an hour. So it works out good....now he just has to get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now ladies and gentlemen....EXCITING news. Well it's probably more exciting to me than anything else, BUT Juliana will be going to gymnastics. I'm so excited for her and ready to go with her to get her first leotard and everything else. I remember when I was in gymnastics when I was a little girl and I loved it! I hope she enjoys it too, but if she doesn't I won't force her to like it....but I secretly hope she loves it. She'll do it for 4 months, one night a week, and if she really likes it from there, than we might just continue doing it. It's not expensive at all and she needs something "fun" to do. I'll be a prould little momma watching her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-8710610375156646578?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8710610375156646578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8710610375156646578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/8710610375156646578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-1661987934113102499</id><published>2009-07-20T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:21:09.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool??</title><content type='html'>So I might be putting Juliana in Preschool. She used to be in daycare and once we had Bredun and new we couldn't afford both of them in daycare Taurus started working nights and we just ended daycare completly. It's expensive! So Preschool was out of the picture because of costs, but since Taurus is currently unemployed, I'm going to see if I can get assistance and hopefully it won't be so much. I got her a little book to start practicing all of her ABC's and not just the letters she knows from her name and mommy, daddy and Bredun's names. She's a smarty pants, but I think she still needs that interaction and "schooling" from someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I go to court, for sure, on the 29th of this month. Next week!! We're going to be meeting with lawyers first about a new parenting plan, if moving is a "yes" for us. I feel good about it and that this is what we're supposed to be doing, it's just working out the details. Going from issues with this last parenting plan there may be things I will have to give up, which I'm not too happy about, but most of it would most likely be financial things and so I would "deal with it" to be able to move. Finacial as in, travel expenses, I would like to make it 50/50, but since I'm the one moving I might have to say I'd pay for it all. then there's other expenses like insurance and school that I could see him negotiating, but my thoughts on that are that if I give up him paying all but child support I would want to have sole legal custody, not just physical custody. So basically he would have no say on what choices I make in regards to schooling and health, but we'll see. So cross your fingers for me. I'm nervous, anxious, and scared all at the same time. I'll keep ya updated on how it goes though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-1661987934113102499?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1661987934113102499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/07/preschool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1661987934113102499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/1661987934113102499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/07/preschool.html' title='Preschool??'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-7979057737215289913</id><published>2009-07-11T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:49:04.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was kind of bitter sweet....more so bitter than anything really. We just got back from vacation last week, so this was our first week back to work and getting into routine of things. Taurus sells jewelry at a store that is within Macy's. Macy's ended up buying out that store and so they've been working on switching things over to Macy's. Come to find out today Taurus was supposed to sign a new hire for Macy's and didn't in time, therefore not giving him a job. They did NOTHING. The thing is he left his phone in Dallas and we just got it back on Friday. They apparently were calling him the past few days telling him to come in and sign this paper, however he didn't have his phone. Could they not have left a note to him when he worked Monday? Could they not think "hhmmm it goes to his voicemail everytime I call, maybe something wrong with his phone....I'll send a letter." NO. Ugh I'm mad. I don't care that he wasn't making really much of anything....but it was something, and something is better than nothing. He was going to look for another job anyway on my half day this coming week, but still. I just think they could have done something else when he came in there today. He came in 3 different times! ok ok I'm done. Maybe this was God's little push to let him know he really does need to fine another job RIGHT NOW, not just whenever he gets around to it.Pray that he can find something. Most likely it will have to be a grave yard shift, because daycare is too expensive and we have no family or friends that could watch the kiddos. Grave yard shift will be hard on him, but there isn't much around columbia, or any city most likely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just got done cleaning out my car and now I need to finish picking up the house. Doing laundry, picking up "stuff" a.k.a. "junk," and then taking a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-7979057737215289913?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7979057737215289913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-today-was-kind-of-bitter-sweet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7979057737215289913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/7979057737215289913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-today-was-kind-of-bitter-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-4034673622581001622</id><published>2009-07-03T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:12:09.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ba da da da daaaa.... I'm lovin' it!</title><content type='html'>Have I ever told you that I love me some Dallas?? That is Dallas, Texas, and the weekend is approaching fast and I don't want it to. We were looking at renters and Real Estate books....dreaming mostly on the houses, but they have soooo much better prices for houses than MO. We were looking at 3 and 4 bedroom houses that were ranging in the mid $100,000 ranges. We saw some foreclosure houses, one in piticular that was 4 bedroom, 2.5 bath and all this other fancy stuff for only $111k.....ugh....nice. One day.....hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be going to meet with lawyers to discuss a new  parenting plan and hopefully know for sure if/when we will be moving. Hopefully all this will be settled in the next month or two. Pray Pray PRAY that it all goes good and we reslove this. I feel at peace with it, and expect a "fight" over what will be finalized, but I still feel like this is where we are supposed to be and where God wants us to grow as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are off to some "natitorium" (sp?), indoor water park type of thing, with the kiddos and then off to do some more fun and relaxing things before we head out Sunday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-4034673622581001622?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4034673622581001622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/07/ba-da-da-da-daaaa-im-lovin-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/4034673622581001622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/4034673622581001622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/07/ba-da-da-da-daaaa-im-lovin-it.html' title='Ba da da da daaaa.... I&apos;m lovin&apos; it!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-2176129690234406560</id><published>2009-06-20T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:01:23.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down time....</title><content type='html'>We leave for Dallas Wednesday night and I'm soooo ready for it. We plan on looking at some apartments while we're down there so that when/if we get to move down there we'll know exactly where we want to go. Hopefully (my fingers are crossed) it can be a smooth transition with all of the visitation stuff that will have to be changed. We'll get to see my brother-in-laws two little girls that we havent' seen in a couple of years due to some other issues. We'll get to be down there for the fourth of July which should be pretty awesome being in such a big city! I've still got to get our stuff packed and make sure we have everything.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The count down has started......... Dallas here we come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-2176129690234406560?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2176129690234406560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/count-down-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/2176129690234406560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/2176129690234406560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/count-down-time.html' title='Count down time....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-4164983691478388323</id><published>2009-06-11T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:41:20.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>Just a quick ramble.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In need of some prayers, emotionally drained is how I'm feeling. It may be 5x stronger because of the prego hormones, but regardless of being prego I know issues are still going on and I need prayers. Mostly marriage wise. A lot of stress is going on, and right now I don't know what will fix it, but I'm just kind of feeling stuck. I feel like I can't express myself without making things worse. Just keep me in your thoughts to allow God to show me what I need to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-4164983691478388323?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4164983691478388323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/4164983691478388323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/4164983691478388323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021378689737954200.post-6767832505647607719</id><published>2009-06-10T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:51:53.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting sucks!!</title><content type='html'>So I don't know how many people will actually read this since this is my first blog, and I'm still learning how this site all works BUT I have stuff on my  mind, I'm bored at work, and so I want to ramble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So I've been dealing with baby daddy drama forever it seems, and currently we are in the process of trying to move to TX. Hopefully no later than April of 2010, but to make sure we have a place, job, school for Juliana, and who knows what else we're trying to make sure we have everything in order before than. So right now I have sole physical custody and Josh (biological sperm donor as I call him) has visitations. He picks her up Monday nights around 4pm and drops her off the following morning around 7:30am, so if you think about it by the time she's in bed and wakes up he's been with her for around 6 hours and a total of 12 hours a week. He sees it as I get her two nights and not 12 hours total. Anyway so I have to give notice before I move and to assure that everything gets taken care of in time, I sent the letter to him now. I had to make up a new visitation "idea," let him know why and when we would be moving, and send it certified mail to assure HE gets it. So I did this the end of May he never gets it and doesn't pay attention to the notices that there's something for him to go pick up at the post office..... dummy. So I decide to send it to his work this week. I'm still waiting to see if he's recieved it to go to the next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm stressing because with all of the research I've done I've found that since I have the sole custody of her, he's the one that will have to prove that it's not fit for her to move there and rearrange visitations. She'll be in school so his options for visits are really going to be limited to summer time only. She mostly goes to his mom's house, and I think she's the one that really pushes him to even keep up with all of this. Yet when it comes down to money he's all over it making it about "me me me." He always thinks that I'm attacking him, that I want his life to be hell (excuse me) and that I just want to suck money out of him. I COULD CARE LESS ABOUT HIM! I've decided to make the visits be for the summer, and alternating years for the holidays. He's not big on holidays, I am so to be fair I'm at least giving him the opportunity to have the celebration on the actually day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway I'm stressing because I know he's going to fuss and fight about money mostly. I said I would fly with her there and back when it is visit time meaning I'm paying round trip twice while he just pays for two plane tickets. I feel like I have everything prepared for anything he would try to throw out at me, but I still want to be reassured that I'll be ok. Any advice? Words of encouragement?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021378689737954200-6767832505647607719?l=burseyramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6767832505647607719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/waiting-sucks.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6767832505647607719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021378689737954200/posts/default/6767832505647607719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burseyramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/waiting-sucks.html' title='Waiting sucks!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186808556747412281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dS7UBOzFU0w/TRVrBhpo0rI/AAAAAAAAAEY/q9_X1YCRN_8/S220/mommamoomoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
