<?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-1646207515428744952</id><updated>2011-12-06T19:36:25.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Life</title><subtitle type='html'>My life has changed dramatically changed, so this is a blog about life, and dealing with life on life's terms.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-4552326057673753491</id><published>2011-05-23T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T15:47:43.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CF92qcAF-iE/Tdrgex825PI/AAAAAAAAAME/ax2KO9-UDY0/s1600/newyear.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610043105252664562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CF92qcAF-iE/Tdrgex825PI/AAAAAAAAAME/ax2KO9-UDY0/s320/newyear.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...so it's been a long time since I've blogged. If anyone is reading this, you are more than likely my Facebook friend too, so you have seen me post pictures. But for those people who look at my blog, I decided to add pictures. In addition to my insides changing, my external appearance has also drastically changed since last year. The top picture was taken Dec 31, 2010. New Years Eve. The one below was taken last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQCLBFaFF7Y/Tdrge8dSKsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZPfFK9ZV1tk/s1600/blackshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610043108073024194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQCLBFaFF7Y/Tdrge8dSKsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZPfFK9ZV1tk/s320/blackshirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture below this was taken last weekend as I hiked to the top of Piestwa Peak. (A mountain here in AZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqAUzM798Wo/Tdre-NmpfvI/AAAAAAAAALs/TCesSBWZmgM/s1600/piestwa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610041446228393714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqAUzM798Wo/Tdre-NmpfvI/AAAAAAAAALs/TCesSBWZmgM/s320/piestwa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bottom one was taken a few weeks ago with my kids. Since May 2010 I have lost over 50 lbs. A lot has to do with the lifestyle changes described in previous posts, and a lot has to do with starting to respect myself more. The more happier I feel on the inside the more it reflects on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aSKlGZMscoo/TdrdVMDlGOI/AAAAAAAAALk/wpTlMkA_QfE/s1600/pictkid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610039641926605026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aSKlGZMscoo/TdrdVMDlGOI/AAAAAAAAALk/wpTlMkA_QfE/s320/pictkid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-4552326057673753491?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4552326057673753491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=4552326057673753491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4552326057673753491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4552326057673753491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CF92qcAF-iE/Tdrgex825PI/AAAAAAAAAME/ax2KO9-UDY0/s72-c/newyear.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-1653092769988460770</id><published>2010-12-10T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T11:18:07.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuz you had a bad day....</title><content type='html'>Everyone will have bad days, that's a given.  For the most part my life these days is great. I have great friends, great kids, a good job, no legal or financial troubles...all in all pretty good. But I still have one thing...me. My head, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;, my pity pot. Today I am not in a good place in my head.  I know that I am working on me and working on things, but I woke up in a funk and can't shake it.  I know giving of myself and serving others will usually do the trick, but cannot do that here at work. So for now I am stuck with this bad attitude. &lt;br /&gt;Over the past 5 months I have met a lot of addicts and alcoholics.  I have even became friends with a lot of them.  As my time in sobriety passes, I hear of people relapsing daily.  The desire to drink or use drugs becomes so overwhelming, even the strongest person will fail if they do not use the tools they have been given to fight the demon.  It is sad and depressing.  To see people get sober and see the light in their lives is an awesome feeling.  I want everyone to keep the gift of sobriety that they have been given.  Then when I hear of friends, people that I know that I think are gonna make it, relapse...it breaks my heart.  It makes me wanna run and help.  But being so new myself, I cannot offer much help with out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jeopardizing&lt;/span&gt; what I have.  So I can just love them, and support them and be here when they come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-1653092769988460770?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1653092769988460770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=1653092769988460770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/1653092769988460770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/1653092769988460770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2010/12/cuz-you-had-bad-day.html' title='Cuz you had a bad day....'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-8949557251075576918</id><published>2010-11-30T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:56:14.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I grow up I wanna be......</title><content type='html'>Great words heard by children of all ages, "When I grow up I wanna be...." My answer was always the same, a teacher. In all my childhood years, teenage years, and on to adulthood, I have never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wavered&lt;/span&gt; from this dream. But that's what it always was, a dream. I was given a talent. I am a good teacher. Almost every job I have had for any length of time, I have been made into a trainer. I have a talent to retain information and relay it to others. My longest job has been working at Compass Bank. I was able to train new employees for years there. I loved writing lesson plans, grading, coming in before and after my scheduled time to prepare the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;agenda&lt;/span&gt; for the day. Well recently, I started thinking this does not have to be a dream anymore. My oldest sister Melissa is graduating from law school this month, and she did not give up, and either should I. Around 7 years ago my friend Lindsey was graduating from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt; and was getting her degree in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; education. I had met Lindsey while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waitressing&lt;/span&gt;. She was the same age as me. I can vividly remember the tears that ran down my cheek as I was sitting at her graduation as a single Mom with my 3 year old son on my lap. I cried because she was living my dream. She had done it. Completed college and had the degree I so badly wanted. I need to stop dreaming and just do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-8949557251075576918?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8949557251075576918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=8949557251075576918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/8949557251075576918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/8949557251075576918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-i-grow-up-i-wanna-be.html' title='When I grow up I wanna be......'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-8472864689567179658</id><published>2010-11-19T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:22:15.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tounge is mightier than the sword</title><content type='html'>I hate to admit it, but I have not been very nice. Everyone needs an outlet for their feelings. What I have realized the last couple days is that the outlet that I chose was the wrong one. Part of my dislike for myself was the way that I treated a particular person in my life. It was unfair and unkind. I blamed him for the angry, mad, mean person that I was. I resented the fact that he "allowed" me to treat him badly. Upon reflecting my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;behavior&lt;/span&gt; the last couple of days, months, and years, I now understand that he did not turn me into this monster. It was the way I dealt with situations. It was wrong and I hurt people along the way. Within the 12 steps, step 9 is to "make direct amends to such people" (that we have harmed). I have been dragging my feet on completing the 12 steps. I had not done the first 8 steps &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thorough&lt;/span&gt; enough to be ready to make my amends. I have heard many lectures on the proper way to make amends...it is not simply an "I'm sorry, let's move on"....It is viewed more as restitution..."I have harmed, hurt you in the following ways, what can I do to make it right?" I need the readiness to take consequences for my past and to take responsibility for the well being of others I have hurt through the years. Once I complete this uncomfortable task of righting my wrongs, I will be ready to move on. Take personal inventory and when I am wrong...promptly admit it. Do not sit and stew on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;behaviors&lt;/span&gt; and bad decisions, but correct the situation and attitude as soon as it occurs. In a perfect world, it would be before the problem occurs. While in treatment, I was asked to wear a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rubber band&lt;/span&gt; on my wrist. This &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rubber band&lt;/span&gt; was to be snapped each and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I had a bad thought, impulse, or was about to open my mouth and say things that I should not say, i.e. gossip, rumors, unkind words. What a great lesson this was for me! Besides the welts that I had on my wrist, I realized that I had a defect of character that needed correcting. That currently needs correcting. I am sure that there are people that deserve amends from me and deserve to be on my "step 9" that I may miss. I will try to be as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thorough&lt;/span&gt; and as complete as possible for my peace and happiness depends on being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rigorously&lt;/span&gt; honest.  I have a lot of work to do and I am praying for peace in my heart for myself and others.  I will consciencly try to live the "Golden Rule" in my dealings, especially those that I have been mean and nasty to in the past.  I may never be forgivin for the pain I caused, all I can go is pray for forgiveness and understanding and clean my side of the street.  The rest is up to HIM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-8472864689567179658?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8472864689567179658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=8472864689567179658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/8472864689567179658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/8472864689567179658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2010/11/tounge-is-mightier-than-sword.html' title='The tounge is mightier than the sword'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-4925198821709490582</id><published>2010-11-17T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T15:43:07.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful time of the year</title><content type='html'>So...October starts a wonderful time of year. My birthday, Halloween, lots of fall festivals, Christmas, holiday parties, cold weather, 99.9 KEZ continuous Christmas music station, Thanksgiving...You get the idea. Its no wonder this is the most wonderful time of the year. This year is no exception. Things however, will be very different this holiday season. Every year since I can remember Robb goes home to Michigan to celebrate Thanksgiving. I usually go too. However, a few years ago when I changed positions at work I also lost my seniority to get the time off. So last year I was unable to go and this year is no different. So on Saturday Robb and the boys are taking their annual trip to Michigan. Robb's Mom always has a tree up and does "Christmas in November." It has turned into a great tradition for the kids, however, my family misses seeing them. I am lucky that my parents moved to AZ, because last year and this year I get to spend Thanksgiving with my parents, siblings, and nieces and nephews. (last year, no nieces were present, this year I get to spend it with three!) When the kids get home, I will have my tree up and ready to decorate! It is going to be different decorating a small apartment as opposed to my house, but it will be nice. Since moving in August I have not yet been to my new ward. Last night my visiting teachers came over and they actually made me excited to go to my new ward! That is great news for my parents. My oldest brother Ben who lives across the country in Boston will be here Friday, so that will be great seeing him. Okay, thats all for now! Bye....until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-4925198821709490582?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4925198821709490582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=4925198821709490582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4925198821709490582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4925198821709490582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2010/11/wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='Wonderful time of the year'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-4989037937497562366</id><published>2010-11-08T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T11:22:40.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life started over again at 31....</title><content type='html'>The summer of 2010 started out like any other summer. Ethan out of school. Drew going to daycare, me working at Compass Bank and Robb working at another bank. Then in June my life forever changed. In order to understand what led me to the change, I guess I need to go into a little detail about what my life was like. I had become someone that I did not recoginize in the mirror or even like very much. I had over the years turned to drinking to hide the real problem and pain that I was feeling inside. Every morning I woke up feeling horrible and swearing I will never drink again, then by the time I got off work the obsession was so great, I would end up buying more on the way home. Well something in me snapped on Monday June 21st. I had came home from work and started drinking (nothing new.) However on that particular day I went to bed (passed out) really early (like 7 pm). I woke up at 2 am completely in a fog. I (like many nights) had blacked out and did not remember the time leading up to me falling asleep. Robb was up and angry and was reminding me of things that transpired that evening. At that point, I felt comepletly helpless and alone. I was miserable and knew something had to change. I could not continue living the way that I had been living. My kids deserved better, I deserved better. Out of hope and hurting, I sat on the couch in my living room in the dark and cried. I was sick and tired of feeling so helpless. I got up, got in my car and drove myself to Banner hospital. I proceeded to cry in the parking lot, until I gathered enough nerve to walk into the ER and admit myself. Fast forward to today....After 22 days in an inpatient treatment center, my life today is far away from my life in June. On Sunday I celebrated 4 months of sobriety, freedom from all mind altering substances. I also moved out in August. For years I struggled with my relationship. I questioned my commitment, my love, my reasons for staying, and my happiness. I realized that I deserved to be happy, and found that I wasn't unhappy because I drank, but I was unhappy, therefore I drank. When that unhappiness was still there after I stopped drinking, I made the decision to move out. I had been saying for years that I was going to leave, but never did. In fact months before that night in June, I was searching for a place to move to, but never had the nerve to leave. I have had many ups and downs since this time, and would like to have a record of these things. I feel that although there have been trials, I have grown as a person, and life continues to get better. As for the kids, they are adjusting to the change. They are lucky because they have 2 parents that want the best for them, and Robb and I are very much BOTH a part of their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-4989037937497562366?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4989037937497562366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=4989037937497562366&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4989037937497562366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4989037937497562366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-started-over-again-at-31.html' title='Life started over again at 31....'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-329554411056600044</id><published>2010-01-21T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:01:00.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York City Apartment</title><content type='html'>New York- Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of visiting New York City.  That dream passed to my oldest son Ethan because the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles lived there.  Along came Drew. My youngest son.  I do not know where his passion to visit New York came from, but he too dreams of going to New York. &lt;br /&gt;Kids are known to make forts, but this weekend when Drew was creating a fort behind the couch we determined that it was not a fort that he was building, but a "New York City Apartment".  His apartment has all the imenities...bed, shower and even a kitchen.  The other night he was taking food from the pantry and the fridge over to his apartment.  I asked what he was doing and he said he was putting it in his kitchen for breakfast.  (I let him keep the non-parishables but drew the line at the cheese and milk.) Two nights ago Drew asked if he could sleep in his apartment.  So my oldest who hates sleeping in his room asked if he could sleep in the "apartment" with him.  So I said yes.  I was sitting on the couch watching TV and I heard Drew tell Ethan, "You can't stay here tomorrow night because my girlfriend is coming over."  I about died laughing.  He is 3!! What a funny little guy with a huge imagination! When he woke up he got his orange out of his kitchen and sat and started peeling it.  Then he took a shower to get ready for work.  When we came home yesterday, he told me that it rains a lot in New York. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure where the New York thing came from, but I am encouraging his imagination.  One day me and my boys will fufill our dream and make our trip to NYC, however for the time being we will always have New York in my living room behind the couch to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-329554411056600044?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/329554411056600044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=329554411056600044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/329554411056600044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/329554411056600044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-york-city-apartment.html' title='New York City Apartment'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-4723262544210827831</id><published>2009-11-10T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:01:17.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SvmSrnt__aI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZTG60ffhiFk/s1600-h/funny+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402510506101570978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SvmSrnt__aI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZTG60ffhiFk/s320/funny+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SvmSrZo3KHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Dr2kjtFSzys/s1600-h/robb+smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402510502321924210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SvmSrZo3KHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Dr2kjtFSzys/s320/robb+smiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that my Mom and Dad moved to AZ. We all get together once a month and have dinner. Sometimes it is a little chaotic...but then so is life. I love all my nephews, brothers and sisters, and sister in laws. We played Apples to Apples and I laughed harder then I have in a long time.  Three weeks ago I started walking in the morning with my fabulous friend Rachel.  It feels so good. We are jogging/walking.  With my crazy schedule the time we go is at 4:45 am. Yes that is correct. I have commited to a healthier lifestyle, and as a result I CHOOSE to get up at 4:45. Yes it is brutal, but it feels so good. I am home by 5:30 by the time Robb goes to work.  I have more energy and feel great.  I also have been looking into getting a 2nd job to get outta debt and build up savings.  I may have landed a job yesterday at Lane Bryant (will know by tomorrow) have an interview today at a steakhouse and an interview Thursday at Bath and Body Works.  This will keep me busy, so I can do right things and feel more entergetic.  It will make me appreciate the time spent with my Husband and kids.  Lane Bryant said they would give me 10-15 hours a week, so it's nothing too crazy.  Maybe 1 or 2 days a week. I really want the waitressing job. Can we say lose weight, big tips, have fun! I am looking forward to seeing my sister Melissa and Brother in law Rob in Nov when they come for Thanksgiving.  I also love Shawndel and am so happy for her and her family that she has changed her life and came so far as a person. I am also thankful that my Disneyland loving Grandma and Grandpa finally after what seems like 30 years of having annual memberships FINALLY got to go to the exclusive Clubb 33 at Disneyland.  For those of you that did not grow up learning all about Disneyland and it's history (thanks Grandma) Club 33 is an exclusive private dining expierence above the Blue Bayou in Disneyland.  To see the excitement as my Grandma told me of her expierence was priceless.  I can't wait for the day that I get to meet my sweet niece Lily Graves. (Ben's new baby). I love and adore looking at her pictures.  November is  a time to reflect on blessings and giving thanks. And I may have messed up the last year. But everyday is a new day.  I can become the person I want to become...(as soon as I figure out who that is.) But for now I will keep being the best Jeaniece I know how to be. And continue working toward a happy healthier me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-4723262544210827831?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4723262544210827831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=4723262544210827831&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4723262544210827831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4723262544210827831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SvmSrnt__aI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZTG60ffhiFk/s72-c/funny+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-1940618975334685004</id><published>2009-11-02T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T05:00:29.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7XwNxJmeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cpruujNnixM/s1600-h/Photo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7XwNxJmeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cpruujNnixM/s320/Photo+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490226593307106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7Xv9wEQEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-tkLa_4FBq4/s1600-h/IMG_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7Xv9wEQEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-tkLa_4FBq4/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490222293794882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7XvSslwYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3JF0hvHq0vA/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7XvSslwYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3JF0hvHq0vA/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490210736488834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7XvCU3UUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/urBh-_ICvvk/s1600-h/IMG_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7XvCU3UUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/urBh-_ICvvk/s320/IMG_0870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490206342009154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7Xu7fwk4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/el5sjXOpnl0/s1600-h/IMG_0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7Xu7fwk4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/el5sjXOpnl0/s320/IMG_0871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490204508656514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some photos from Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-1940618975334685004?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1940618975334685004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=1940618975334685004&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/1940618975334685004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/1940618975334685004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Su7XwNxJmeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cpruujNnixM/s72-c/Photo+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-9144353774460715654</id><published>2009-09-18T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:41:11.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SrP1VMSk30I/AAAAAAAAAJI/D28u5dmeGlU/s1600-h/ethan+and+drew.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382915724063072066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SrP1VMSk30I/AAAAAAAAAJI/D28u5dmeGlU/s320/ethan+and+drew.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I am feeling so blessed. I have a great family, a great job, great kids, and great friends. I realize that I am not happy when I am doing things I should not be doing. It felt great playing volleyball with my ward last night and going to Enrichment. I feel refreshed and happy. A little optimistic. Just imagine if I always felt this way. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SrP7L3hmyLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ywxt5ls_Y7E/s1600-h/biggest+loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382922160939911346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SrP7L3hmyLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ywxt5ls_Y7E/s320/biggest+loser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So fall tv has started...Let me first talk about The Biggest Loser. Last night I watched the first episode and cried. Now before you think I am a cry baby, let me tell you...There is a woman on the show who lost her 2 young children and husband 2 years ago in a car accident. I could not fathom losing my children. Or Robb. I could not imagine losing my family all at once. Coming home to an empty house with all the stuff. It boggled my mind. Moving on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Survivor started last night...Because I was at church we have not watched it yet.  But we will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry if this blog seems all over the place. I am at work and we keep getting slow and then busy. So my thoughts are scattered.  All in all it is a good day. It is Friday I am off tomorrow. I have plans to clean and organize my house.  That is all for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382923299078855970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SrP8OHbE3SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/axik9adiAfY/s320/survivor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-9144353774460715654?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/9144353774460715654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=9144353774460715654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/9144353774460715654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/9144353774460715654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SrP1VMSk30I/AAAAAAAAAJI/D28u5dmeGlU/s72-c/ethan+and+drew.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-3526627733398228623</id><published>2009-08-28T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T15:06:54.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korie this is for you...</title><content type='html'>I tried to read your blog, and I was sad..............whaaaa. I was crying. your blogs are the highlights of my day. Who is John? I am mad at him boooo,....help!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-3526627733398228623?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3526627733398228623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=3526627733398228623&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3526627733398228623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3526627733398228623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/korie-this-is-for-you.html' title='Korie this is for you...'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-7219216915681536879</id><published>2009-08-28T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:05:27.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Spg4abzFUGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TM9ly1fB_EQ/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375108182056456290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Spg4abzFUGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TM9ly1fB_EQ/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SpgueeP4BbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gszXB36eeFM/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375097256317289906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SpgueeP4BbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gszXB36eeFM/s320/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not posted a blog in a long time. It's funny how quickly life passes by. Robb's Grandfather passed away and he and Drew have been in Michigan all week. I miss my family. I appreciate things so much more when they are gone. Life is too short. I can't wait to have my son and my Husband back. I have appreciated the time that I have gotten to spend with Ethan. He is such a big kid. He is so mature, and such a good kid. This year he started taking advanced learning classes at school. So for math and english he is in a gifted program studying at a 5th grade level. I am so proud of him. And my little Drewbie is potty trained. Yeah!!! I am so happy. That is awesome. Today I talked to him, and he kept telling me he was playing with 'Uncle Bob". Well Robb does not have an uncle Bob, so I was kinda confused. When I asked Robb's Mom who Uncle Bob was--Uncle Bob is really Aunt Barb....lol. He is so cute. Drew just turned 3 and Ethan will be 9 next week. I love my boys so much. I need to do my best to be the best Mom and wife that I can be. I am thankful for my life. Every once in a while it is nice to stop and take time to smell the roses. My sister Melissa got married in July and iy was the best wedding ever! So beautiful and perfect all the way around fabulousness!! The beautiful bride wanted a picture with all her nephews, and this is the picture that she came up with.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-7219216915681536879?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7219216915681536879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=7219216915681536879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/7219216915681536879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/7219216915681536879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Spg4abzFUGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TM9ly1fB_EQ/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-7704131705500713028</id><published>2009-07-03T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:18:05.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked was fun....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sk4nDSOZwsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jHzVgPOjuJw/s1600-h/wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354259944375435970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sk4nDSOZwsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jHzVgPOjuJw/s320/wicked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I stole the collage from Shawndel.  Last night Shawndel, Lauren, Meagan, and I went to Gammage to see the Broadway play Wicked.  It was such a great show. I loved it. I loved girls night out and I love spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;I had afun. Looking over these pictures also made me realize a few things about myself. I need to regain control of my body. I need to be conscience of what goes into my mouth. This weight gain has got to stop today@!! TODAY is  a new day. I deserve to be happy and healthy. I can have the self control to eat healthy and live a long life for my kids. So consider the pictures my "before" pictures.  I will havd "after" pictures. Just give me some time my friends, I did not get this big overnight, so I cannot lose it overnight. Don't cha wish I could? That would be awessome. Go to bed fat and wake up skinny. That would be awesome. Oh well. Once I lose weight, I will not be so depressed.  I mean for the most part I am not depressed, until I see pictures.  Just kidding. I do have a good life. I have 2 AWESOME kids, a Husband that loves me, a good job. A house. I need to focus on the good things in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-7704131705500713028?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7704131705500713028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=7704131705500713028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/7704131705500713028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/7704131705500713028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/07/wicked-was-fun.html' title='Wicked was fun....'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sk4nDSOZwsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jHzVgPOjuJw/s72-c/wicked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-6164768649403733465</id><published>2009-06-16T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:13:04.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5oE8D2LI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mfBQQd1FSn4/s1600-h/100_4281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5oE8D2LI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mfBQQd1FSn4/s320/100_4281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158286929844402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5nr7B6aI/AAAAAAAAAIg/h92aoDf7aE0/s1600-h/100_4393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5nr7B6aI/AAAAAAAAAIg/h92aoDf7aE0/s320/100_4393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158280214636962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5nYXxszI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LaLcVgA1ZDM/s1600-h/100_4421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5nYXxszI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LaLcVgA1ZDM/s320/100_4421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158274966500146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5nBmMv0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yHOTB0tTDxA/s1600-h/100_4311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5nBmMv0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yHOTB0tTDxA/s320/100_4311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158268852977474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5mxMFvOI/AAAAAAAAAII/rEg1Gh3wnzM/s1600-h/100_4403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5mxMFvOI/AAAAAAAAAII/rEg1Gh3wnzM/s320/100_4403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158264448498914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5CKPkwkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jWb-V_6GhW8/s1600-h/100_4320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5CKPkwkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jWb-V_6GhW8/s320/100_4320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348157635518841410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to travel. I wish that I had the money and the means to travel abroad.  I have been lucky to have some really good vacations in the past few years.  I was sitting here tonight watching the movie Surf's Up with Ethan, and it got me thinking of Hawaii.  In a week I am going to Vegas, and my kids are going to Michigan.  Then a few weeks later we are all heading to San Diego.  My kids have been to Disneyland quite a few times...but we have never been to Lego Land. We will be going w/ my Mother in Law in July. I can't wait. A new adventure. New memories. I posted a few pictures from our last trip to California.  It was Drew, Shawndel, Cody and myself. It was nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-6164768649403733465?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6164768649403733465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=6164768649403733465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/6164768649403733465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/6164768649403733465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-to-travel.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/Sjh5oE8D2LI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mfBQQd1FSn4/s72-c/100_4281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-5226702265856593027</id><published>2009-06-13T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:47:31.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times Friday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SjPtEf7zhII/AAAAAAAAAH4/eWVtvvclpws/s1600-h/Photo-0018%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346877844166509698" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SjPtEf7zhII/AAAAAAAAAH4/eWVtvvclpws/s320/Photo-0018%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Friday night started out with a nap. I was really tired and asked my kids to wake me up at 6:00, so I could get ready to go to my ward activity, which was game night. The ward divided us up to go to different hosts house. Well, first of all, I did not get up the 1st or even 2nd time Ethan woke me up. At 6:50 I was woken up again. I stumbled out the door. I ran to the local market and bought some snacks. I showed up at 7:04. Not too bad. (I looked a little haggardly, but at least I had food, and was not the last one there.) I had brought my cell phone and told Robb that I would be around the block and to call if he needed me. Well I am not one to have my phone bucked to me at all times, and I also have the ringer on vibrate 99% of the time. So as we were going around the room telling about ourselves, I think I see Robb's car pulling up....weird I thought..because it was game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals. Was the game over and was Robb coming over to join me? Yippee. He was let in the front door. I asked him if he was going to stay. He said No, that I had to leave immediately to take Drew to the Hospital. By the way if you do not know my Husband, he is very non chalant about a lot of things most people would be panicing over. I left and went home. Drew was crying when I got home. He had fallen off of his wagon in the back yard and hit his head on the patio. He had a gaping hole/cut on the back of his head. Yep, he would definately need stiches. So I took the advice of 2 neighbors and went to a little hospital that is a little farther away, but I heard that they were very quick. To say they are quick is an understatement. I parked, and walked in I was admitted, had a room, met my nurse, met my DR. in less than 10 minutes. The doctor said he will get him stapled up. Ummmm staples, ok. I trust the DR. I had 2 options, I could have the Doctor give him 2 shots to numb it, and then do the staples, or just do the staples anyways. Either way it will hurt him, either the shots, or the staples. So I said let's just skip the shots and do the staples. So I laid on top of Drew to hold him down. Before I knew it, the doctor said we were done. Drew was a trooper. He now has 4 staples in his head that I am expected to remove next Saturday at home. I was even given a handy dandy remover. Thanks Doc!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-5226702265856593027?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5226702265856593027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=5226702265856593027&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/5226702265856593027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/5226702265856593027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-times-friday.html' title='Fun times Friday!!'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SjPtEf7zhII/AAAAAAAAAH4/eWVtvvclpws/s72-c/Photo-0018%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-2347544852198488812</id><published>2009-05-05T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:23:52.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My beloved Grandpa</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post these pictures of My Grandpa Ferguson. These are from when I went to California last May. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDzt4PjToI/AAAAAAAAAHw/l5s1oFlUvvw/s1600-h/cali+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDzOKd3IaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jtQO8j5Zpog/s1600-h/cali+166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332529383459987874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDzOKd3IaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jtQO8j5Zpog/s320/cali+166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDzN6KXDsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EhC1pqqiz1s/s1600-h/cali+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332529379083226818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDzN6KXDsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EhC1pqqiz1s/s320/cali+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDy0n7W3hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GkwjaaMTgcs/s1600-h/cali+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332528944691731986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDy0n7W3hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GkwjaaMTgcs/s320/cali+168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-2347544852198488812?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2347544852198488812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=2347544852198488812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2347544852198488812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2347544852198488812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-beloved-grandpa.html' title='My beloved Grandpa'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SgDzOKd3IaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jtQO8j5Zpog/s72-c/cali+166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-6895279259573962900</id><published>2009-04-25T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:00:32.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan worked for a day!!!</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I posted a Blog. Yesterday my work participated in "Bring your child to work day".  Over the years working at Compass Bank I have not been able to participate due to Ethan not being old enough, and my department has always opted out of participating.  Well, this year I got the go ahead to bring him. It was such a special day! Ethan and I had such a great time.  He helped by tying names, and hitting my phone to answer calls as they came in. I got him involved in looking at our goals for the day.  Ethan has been really moody and this really helped our relationship.  I think it was awesome for us to have the one on one time.  It was a very special day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my Mom and I had the oppertunity to take a wonderful vacation a few weeks ago and go to San Francisco.  We had so much fun. It was a fabulous vacation! We did all the tourist things. Alcatraz, Haight Ashbury, Fishermans Warf, Pier 33, Lombard st, ect...We rode cable cars and trains.  We also went to a Broadway production of Grease! Taylor Hicks from American Idol was Teen Angel. It was so cool. I am blessed to have a wonderful family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-6895279259573962900?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6895279259573962900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=6895279259573962900&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/6895279259573962900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/6895279259573962900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/ethan-worked-for-day.html' title='Ethan worked for a day!!!'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-3849132868090775653</id><published>2009-03-08T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:01:46.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SbP5uk6hq6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/BN0wK8zlXjo/s1600-h/disneyland+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SbP5uk6hq6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/BN0wK8zlXjo/s320/disneyland+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310862964178398114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SbP5uJwyrqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/J18DaLpBiXg/s1600-h/disney+2+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SbP5uJwyrqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/J18DaLpBiXg/s320/disney+2+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310862956889812642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibble the hamster died last night. He crawled under his little plastic thing, and went to sleep and never woke up.  I am glad that Ethan had a chance to prepare himself for this last night.  He handled the news very well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I had the oppertunity to take a road trip w/ my friend Robin. We went to Disneyland w/ my Grandma and Grandpa. It was a nice time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-3849132868090775653?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3849132868090775653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=3849132868090775653&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3849132868090775653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3849132868090775653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SbP5uk6hq6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/BN0wK8zlXjo/s72-c/disneyland+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-9040603299344393606</id><published>2009-03-07T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:06:58.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog...</title><content type='html'>Ok...so I have not posted a blog in forever. Ethan has become a boy scout, and I am so happy for him. Today him and Robb started working on his pinewood derby car. It is so cute to see my Husbands excitement. I love that he is nostalgic about his scout days.  We had his first Pack Meeting where Ethan got his Bobcat award. It was so cool..Robb held him upside down and I pinned his award on him. He cannot turn it right side up until he does an act of service. Tonight Ethan brought me his dwarf hamster and said he was sick. His eyes were closed, and he was twittering.  Robb called Petsmart and was told their life expectency is 1-3 years. He is 1 year old. We also looked and his food is expired. So it's off to get new food tomorrow.  Drew is getting so big. But he refuses to potty train. He is ready, but doesn't want to. He will tell me once he goes, but not before. Oh well...in due time.  I got a calling at church. I teach the Sunbeams. I love it. They are so cute. So here's to hoping the hamster lives on....Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-9040603299344393606?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/9040603299344393606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=9040603299344393606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/9040603299344393606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/9040603299344393606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-blog.html' title='New Blog...'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-5451321385212210927</id><published>2009-02-18T13:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:39:49.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it Forward....</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, February 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="1121970717087020238"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danandkristenshumway.blogspot.com/2009/02/paying-it-forward.html"&gt;Paying It Forward&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Win, Win, Win!!! I won and you can too! Pay it forward!The Rules...1. Be one of the first three bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which entitles you to a handmade item from me.2. Winners, you must post this challenge on your blog, meaning that you will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift for the first THREE bloggers who leave a comment on YOUR post about this giveaway.3. The gift that you send to your friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your blog at least until you receive your gift and have shipped your gifts. And, remember: It's the Spirit and the thought that counts!4. When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it, sharing appropriate Linky Love!If you are not one of the Top Three Commenters on this post, you can still play along. Please take the button and post it on your blog; start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-5451321385212210927?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5451321385212210927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=5451321385212210927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/5451321385212210927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/5451321385212210927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it Forward....'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-7381846774930992449</id><published>2009-02-05T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:41:57.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I posted a Blog...I recently joined Facebook as most of you that read my blog already know because you are my friend there too.  That has been loads of fun, seeing people from my past.  Gotta love technology.  There have been a lot of things going on lately.  I feel that I am always on the go, and don't really have time to update this. I just wanted to say that I made a little book today that is named "Jeaniece's Life Help" It will help me with calories, a budget, my blessings.  I can look at this book and record it like a journal.  Plus, Shawndel got me a journal for my Birthday. It  is time to bust that out and start writing in it again. Ok....well that is all I have for now.  I will write more later when I am in a festive mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-7381846774930992449?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7381846774930992449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=7381846774930992449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/7381846774930992449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/7381846774930992449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-6678871614008104967</id><published>2009-01-24T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T05:52:39.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsdCnYpDKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6tv9HDJ6DMM/s1600-h/2-29-08+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294857717673430178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsdCnYpDKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6tv9HDJ6DMM/s320/2-29-08+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I woke up at 6 am....and it is Saturday. What the heck is wrong w/ me? Oh well. So today is my 3 year anniversary. Three years of wedded bliss....lol. We were together 5 years prior to getting married. My beloved Husband got me a game I wanted...WII Fit. It is so much fun. Once it takes your weight and gives your your BMI it tells you where you rank. I love it that a video game tells me that I am obese. I get it...I have a few pounds to lose. I am trying. It also takes your MII (which is the charecter that I have created in my likemess) and makes her fat. Now that was funny. All in all I am very happy w/ the game. It is lots of fun. Well my Mom and Dad have been in AZ for a month, and it is finally my turn to have them stay w/ me. They have stayed w/ Abe, Ryan, and Shawndel. They will be here today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-6678871614008104967?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6678871614008104967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=6678871614008104967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/6678871614008104967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/6678871614008104967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsdCnYpDKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6tv9HDJ6DMM/s72-c/2-29-08+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-725624765777236051</id><published>2009-01-17T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:01:01.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two shepherds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJw-zxEotI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iIBnzASeacs/s1600-h/Jan+10+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJw-zxEotI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iIBnzASeacs/s320/Jan+10+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292416736463987410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha 2 shepherds. They look soooooo happy, especially Drew. This was in preperation for when my family acted out the Nativity scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-725624765777236051?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/725624765777236051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=725624765777236051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/725624765777236051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/725624765777236051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-shepherds.html' title='two shepherds'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJw-zxEotI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iIBnzASeacs/s72-c/Jan+10+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-2006747087811715138</id><published>2009-01-17T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:58:38.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Us at the mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJwoSuQN6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/uyMOBmsocXo/s1600-h/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJwoSuQN6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/uyMOBmsocXo/s320/38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292416349636671394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJwgSEczeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ddE2eMtustM/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJwgSEczeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ddE2eMtustM/s320/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292416212022382050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-2006747087811715138?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2006747087811715138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=2006747087811715138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2006747087811715138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2006747087811715138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/us-at-mall.html' title='Us at the mall'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJwoSuQN6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/uyMOBmsocXo/s72-c/38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-2426837868020886843</id><published>2009-01-17T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:55:53.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Build a Bear....What Fun!!</title><content type='html'>Grandma wanted to buy her 6 grandsons Build a Bear for Christmas...What fun we had.  It was great. Such a fabulous day w/ all the cousins.  It will be great once Grandma and Grandpa move here to AZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-2426837868020886843?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2426837868020886843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=2426837868020886843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2426837868020886843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2426837868020886843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/build-bearwhat-fun_17.html' title='Build a Bear....What Fun!!'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-4928020369736543476</id><published>2009-01-17T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:53:56.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Build a Bear....What Fun!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJvS6F3E4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/SIi2vZ6DlWI/s1600-h/jan+17+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJvS6F3E4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/SIi2vZ6DlWI/s320/jan+17+078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292414882735920002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJvE9b8ggI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7oFUCIfJpgM/s1600-h/jan+17+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJvE9b8ggI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7oFUCIfJpgM/s320/jan+17+064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292414643115688450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJu7eI3S0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p4LxZ8-Cy-g/s1600-h/jan+17+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJu7eI3S0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p4LxZ8-Cy-g/s320/jan+17+033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292414480095333186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJu0IyS9TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/e4_eUl-CkLA/s1600-h/jan+17+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJuaulF8mI/AAAAAAAAADw/vFp7DwBb8d8/s320/jan+17+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292413917573018210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJuPvwQUTI/AAAAAAAAADo/7JqOxwtj1M8/s1600-h/jan+17+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJuPvwQUTI/AAAAAAAAADo/7JqOxwtj1M8/s320/jan+17+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292413728909709618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJuPvwQUTI/AAAAAAAAADo/7JqOxwtj1M8/s1600-h/jan+17+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJuPvwQUTI/AAAAAAAAADo/7JqOxwtj1M8/s320/jan+17+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292413728909709618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-4928020369736543476?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4928020369736543476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=4928020369736543476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4928020369736543476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/4928020369736543476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/build-bearwhat-fun.html' title='Build a Bear....What Fun!!'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXJvS6F3E4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/SIi2vZ6DlWI/s72-c/jan+17+078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-967871327169496793</id><published>2009-01-10T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:48:32.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuz you had a bad day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SWld8XND0GI/AAAAAAAAADg/P08dBR7M6Vw/s1600-h/09-12-2007+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289862528925683810" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SWldG2f8FvI/AAAAAAAAADI/K5vR1mb06Nc/s320/ebay+170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had to work today from 8-1, so that wasn't too bad...but when I got home my house was in disarray, kids were still in jammies, Drew was not napping, and I was tired. So after I got the kids and the Hubby ready to go to my Brothers house in Maricopa for my cute nephew Hudson's 2nd Birthday party. On the way there, my tire blew. So I pulled in the shoulder, and we proceeded to look all over my car for a stupid lug nut specific to my rims, and I could not find it at all. So after about an hour....we had a friend come pick up me and the kids, and take us to Discount tire to buy the piece we need, and then a tow truck came, and towed the car and Robb to Discount. We needed to get there by 5, and the tow truck pulled in the parking lot at 4:58. Today was the day of flat tires, because there was like 10 cars ahead of mine. I am so glad that did not do one of my resolutions, and cut up the credit card, because I am now out about $200 and I missed the wonderful party. Plus, at one frusterating point, I cried....and my wonderful Husband, and his friend did not "see it because I had on my sunglasses" That my make-up had ran down my face and I looked like a crazy raccoon lady waiting for my car. Nice. I did not plan on posting a blog on my lovely day, so unfortunately there are no flat tire pictures, or raccoon eyes. So sorry. But Not to dissapoint. I will post a picture or two....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-967871327169496793?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/967871327169496793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=967871327169496793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/967871327169496793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/967871327169496793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/cuz-you-had-bad-day.html' title='Cuz you had a bad day.....'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SWld8XND0GI/AAAAAAAAADg/P08dBR7M6Vw/s72-c/09-12-2007+084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-2992330095007217570</id><published>2009-01-02T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:39:11.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SV7cM8z9IQI/AAAAAAAAADA/baWAmXhL62U/s1600-h/new+ones+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SV7cAMbS45I/AAAAAAAAAC4/TXtahY0az7g/s1600-h/new+ones+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904908473361298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SV7cAMbS45I/AAAAAAAAAC4/TXtahY0az7g/s320/new+ones+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SV7aNAPovcI/AAAAAAAAACw/FPTK7uKu5II/s1600-h/new+ones+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902929518280130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SV7aNAPovcI/AAAAAAAAACw/FPTK7uKu5II/s320/new+ones+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just organized Drew's toys, and boy is he happy. He now has a place for everything. One resolution down...1223397386583758784758748767675969043764 to go. Just Kidding. yesterday Ethan and I made New Years resolutions. We got out poster board and markers, and wrote them out. I am so excited for 2009. Every year is great, but I am convinced 30 is going to be my best year yet...I have 10 months to become the wife and Mother that I want to be. I love my family, and am so blessed to have them. I am thankful that I have been blessed with two loving children, and a Husband that I have no doubt in my mind loves me. Today was a good day at work. I recently changed positions after 5 years in the same department, and it was tough for the first couple months. After knowing "everything" I now have to learn a lot. I am enjoying the challenges my job brings me. Wednesday I had a bad self image day...today was better. I felt good about myself, and my attitude was wonderful all day. I can just imagine if I felt good about my appearance all the time how I would feel. Well...that is all for now. Happy New Years!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-2992330095007217570?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2992330095007217570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=2992330095007217570&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2992330095007217570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2992330095007217570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night....'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SV7cAMbS45I/AAAAAAAAAC4/TXtahY0az7g/s72-c/new+ones+073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-3149162918599890150</id><published>2008-12-28T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T10:07:44.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVfAQTgHWmI/AAAAAAAAACo/mkAB3EMGDQw/s1600-h/pics+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVfAQTgHWmI/AAAAAAAAACo/mkAB3EMGDQw/s320/pics+066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284904074087979618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_85Xj1jI/AAAAAAAAACg/HCVfLq96QNQ/s1600-h/pics+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_85Xj1jI/AAAAAAAAACg/HCVfLq96QNQ/s320/pics+065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284903740655261234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_rphnweI/AAAAAAAAACY/Iw2xQeRxE4A/s1600-h/christmas+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_rphnweI/AAAAAAAAACY/Iw2xQeRxE4A/s320/christmas+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284903444344717794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_hKJ-tII/AAAAAAAAACQ/ki54HQ5Ghhg/s1600-h/christmas+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_hKJ-tII/AAAAAAAAACQ/ki54HQ5Ghhg/s320/christmas+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284903264125367426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_SzWXFSI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bg3GbC3jgg4/s1600-h/christmas+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVe_SzWXFSI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bg3GbC3jgg4/s320/christmas+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284903017485112610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have big dreams, goals, and aspirations for 2009. I realized yesterday that I have become the same weight that I was right after Drew's birth a little over 2 years ago.  I was not happy with my lack of self control.  So....by this time next year...(actually by my 31st birthday...Oct.) I WILL be at my goal weight.  I vow to do whatever it takes to get healthy, not only for myself, but for my family.  I love looking at peoples Blogs, and seeing pictures, so I will post some. We had a great Christmas.   I was in my pajamas all day, except when I went to the movies w/ Shawndel, Cody and Ethan. We saw Marley and Me.  I have a hard time just relaxing. It was nice.  The only downfall is I had to return to work on Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-3149162918599890150?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3149162918599890150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=3149162918599890150&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3149162918599890150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3149162918599890150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year...'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVfAQTgHWmI/AAAAAAAAACo/mkAB3EMGDQw/s72-c/pics+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-5061994862918586967</id><published>2008-12-24T18:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:16:16.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVLsxkvJ5kI/AAAAAAAAACA/k1w-E2Nzf_I/s1600-h/pics+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVLsxkvJ5kI/AAAAAAAAACA/k1w-E2Nzf_I/s320/pics+070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283545649278215746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVLsm4I_SZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_UVrnz775uA/s1600-h/pics+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVLsm4I_SZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_UVrnz775uA/s320/pics+068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283545465508284818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have opened our annual pj's and thought this was the easiest way to show Shawndel...(and all those who read my blog)...Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-5061994862918586967?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5061994862918586967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=5061994862918586967&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/5061994862918586967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/5061994862918586967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-christmas-eve.html' title='Some Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVLsxkvJ5kI/AAAAAAAAACA/k1w-E2Nzf_I/s72-c/pics+070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-2393616621615126732</id><published>2008-12-22T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:57:29.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVBFD0Y01dI/AAAAAAAAABg/aEi1NsZAD5M/s1600-h/ebay+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVBFD0Y01dI/AAAAAAAAABg/aEi1NsZAD5M/s320/ebay+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282798294810285522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming to town!! I am excited. This year will be fabulous.  Shawndel and I had a wrap party yesterday.  That is the part I dread the most, but it actually went by quickly, and I had a good time.  We also visited Santa Friday....Good times.  Merry Christmas everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-2393616621615126732?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2393616621615126732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=2393616621615126732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2393616621615126732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/2393616621615126732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming....'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SVBFD0Y01dI/AAAAAAAAABg/aEi1NsZAD5M/s72-c/ebay+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-8414375649675842937</id><published>2008-12-20T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:06:41.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SU0XwSXNcvI/AAAAAAAAABY/0jGE9kiUUJo/s1600-h/new+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281904056305808114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SU0XwSXNcvI/AAAAAAAAABY/0jGE9kiUUJo/s320/new+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured since Shawndel named the blog the Compton kids I should put their pictures up....Here they are: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SU0XaopOIgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ho4MxhrhPXw/s1600-h/Michigan+2008+261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281903684329808386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SU0XaopOIgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ho4MxhrhPXw/s320/Michigan+2008+261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-8414375649675842937?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8414375649675842937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=8414375649675842937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/8414375649675842937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/8414375649675842937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/kids.html' title='The kids'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SU0XwSXNcvI/AAAAAAAAABY/0jGE9kiUUJo/s72-c/new+099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-1904331880639825975</id><published>2008-12-19T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:05:16.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...a Blog</title><content type='html'>So...for everyone wanting to know what has been going on in my life, you are now in luck.  After much begging from my Sister, and her even taking the initial steps of setting it up for me...I now have a Blogspot.  Which is good. Because I no longer have MY Space, and get really bored sometimes on the computer.  So now I can write all my family happenings for all to read. (That want to).  I am new at this, but will soon get the hang of it.  Christmas is coming soon, and I am so excited this year. We have been a good family, and I think Santa will deliver this year. We shall see the happy susprised faces come Dec 25.  Ethan is 8 this year and is in 3rd grade. Drew is 2, and is talking up a storm these days. My Husband and I both work at banks...I turned 30 this year, and am determined to hit my goal weight before I turn 31. I firmly believe that 30 is MY year.  I will post a before and after picture once that happens. : ) This is all for now, because my lunch is almost over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-1904331880639825975?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1904331880639825975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=1904331880639825975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/1904331880639825975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/1904331880639825975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/finallya-blog.html' title='Finally...a Blog'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646207515428744952.post-3229030613420502678</id><published>2008-12-19T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:05:32.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog. By Shawndel for Jeaniece</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SUviWMVcw3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TFLQTK6iJs4/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281563858918228850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SUviWMVcw3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TFLQTK6iJs4/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeaniece is finally blogging! Woo-hoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646207515428744952-3229030613420502678?l=thecomptonkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3229030613420502678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646207515428744952&amp;postID=3229030613420502678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3229030613420502678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646207515428744952/posts/default/3229030613420502678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomptonkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-first-blog-by-shawndel-for-jeaniece.html' title='My first blog. By Shawndel for Jeaniece'/><author><name>Jeaniece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396893558292033111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SXsoJ2T-fiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7_hBNkuDttA/S220/Michigan+2008+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wN7WWv8w3oc/SUviWMVcw3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TFLQTK6iJs4/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
