<?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-2732118890811241285</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:29:16.688-07:00</updated><category term='injections; IVF; hormones'/><category term='2006 ina nutshell'/><title type='text'>IVF Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Going through IVF</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-7341672441518333149</id><published>2010-08-26T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:13:25.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last hurrah</title><content type='html'>Well, we have done the last IUI - after that, we will no longer try with medical help.   My husband has been taking Zinc and Amino acids and it has helped with the quantity of sperm.  A little bit also with the motility.   So, here's hoping and praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-7341672441518333149?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7341672441518333149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=7341672441518333149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7341672441518333149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7341672441518333149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-hurrah.html' title='The last hurrah'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-8910172459407243685</id><published>2010-07-10T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:43:04.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The journey continues</title><content type='html'>Well, I couldn't leave things as they were.  I asked my husband to do 2 more rounds of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IUI&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Interaunterine&lt;/span&gt; Insemination. He agreed. We have done our first out of two and like all the others, it was unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a different outlook this time... less hopeful but still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt;. Does that make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I only told two people, my friend Donna b/c I had to phone the fertility specialist from her place and my parents b/c we stayed there.  But the less I tell, the better it is I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have trouble coming to terms with our infertility.  I have a &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; wanted to be a mom over anything else but it just isn't happening.  Our fertility specialist has a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sign&lt;/span&gt; about a support group. I may join it as I really think I need to talk to someone and just let out all the tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-8910172459407243685?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8910172459407243685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=8910172459407243685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8910172459407243685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8910172459407243685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/07/journey-continues.html' title='The journey continues'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6581400078300337210</id><published>2010-03-20T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:55:19.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one month ago</title><content type='html'>One month ago, I got the news that confirmed that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt; did not work. It has been a tough month.   There are so many of my friends/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;acquaintances&lt;/span&gt; that are having babies - 2 recently born and one announcement of pregnancy. It is so hard. I am happy for them and wish them the best but I really want to be in their shoes.  I really do.  Maybe I should go off &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; so I won't have to know - but then again, I want to share in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; joy.  But I really want that joy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No miracle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; for us this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just hide?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6581400078300337210?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6581400078300337210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6581400078300337210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6581400078300337210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6581400078300337210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-ago.html' title='one month ago'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6091134723531909202</id><published>2010-03-07T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:12:27.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Dashed</title><content type='html'>It has been 3 weeks since the last post. I am not pregnant. What a horrible week that was. I cried and cried.  I was so sure it would be successful but it was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that was it. But seeing kids, it breaks my heart. I just want to cry and hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I always have a bit of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know weight plays and issue in fertility. I am going to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;D and I are going to go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;natural path&lt;/span&gt; and see if there is anything that Dan can take that is natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Dr. agrees to do one more round of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IUI&lt;/span&gt;, we will do it in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT telling anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a fool? Who knows but I do have to try this one more time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6091134723531909202?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6091134723531909202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6091134723531909202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6091134723531909202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6091134723531909202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreams-dashed.html' title='Dreams Dashed'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-4812187055263818850</id><published>2010-02-14T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T11:27:12.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day??</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning and took a pregnancy test.  It was negative.  A few hours later, I notice some light pink/brown spotting.  Today is awful.  I can't stop crying.  I know it is not final until I get my blood test on Thursday (it's now Sunday) but I can't help feeling that this didn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;Why not? I have been praying daily since I started the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt; drugs.  Some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;I know my family and friends have been praying, crossing fingers, sending good wishes and all that.&lt;br /&gt;The nurse from the fertility clinic called b/c I am still calling in with my stats.  They are so nice and I want to cry again when I talk to them.  She said that as long as it's only spotting, that is good.&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to get through this day... waiting to see if I remain spotting or get my full flow?&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do? Am I going to have my dream come true? Or not? What next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-4812187055263818850?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4812187055263818850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=4812187055263818850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4812187055263818850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4812187055263818850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day??'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-8369304443697850686</id><published>2010-02-08T20:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:02:10.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wait begins</title><content type='html'>I have done my one and only round of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;.  They harvested 24 eggs on Monday, Feb 1.  I got some nice drugs, and IV, and a very dry mouth.  The needle I was so dreading was much better than getting a needle from the dentist in your mouth.  I was able to see them harvest the eggs - it was pretty cool.  I did not feel sore due to the procedure but I felt sore due to the over-enlarged ovaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we kept getting updates. &lt;br /&gt;Day 0: Out of the 24 eggs, 21 were fertilized&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: 16 fertilized eggs are at the 2-cell stage&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:  We were called it to have the implantation b/c they felt this was the best time (not the optimum time though - that would have been Day 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to Genesis and are told that I will have 4 embryos implanted.  They have graded them as a "C" - again, not as good as a A or B but pregnancies have resulted from C grades.  They also mentioned that the 9 remaining &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embryos&lt;/span&gt; will stay in a culture till day 6.  If any survive, they will be frozen for use at a future date - but they said this was unlikely.  Sigh, our sperm and eggs are not doing as well.&lt;br /&gt;They gave us a picture of our 4 embryos - Larry, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Curly&lt;/span&gt;, Moe, and Suzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the implantation was cool! Other than the speculum, we were able to see the catheter with the embryos go in and be implanted in my uterus.  It looked like a star.  If we are blessed with a pregnancy I will always remember this.  Now it is a waiting game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the more not so good side, my ovaries are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hyper stimulated&lt;/span&gt; - they are bigger than my bladder!  In addition, I have fluid in my pelvic region.  I was in a lot of pain and very bloated.  I am now on a restricted liquid intake (nothing like being told you can't drink something or too much and how thirsty you become).  I also have to measure my 'girth' and my weight daily and report it.  What I can drink: Gatorade and Boost; juice and milk; but NOT tea or water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went back to work today. I felt good and I felt bad throughout the day.  If this results in a pregnancy, it is worth it.  If it doesn't, it was worth it to try but this attempt would be our last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-8369304443697850686?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8369304443697850686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=8369304443697850686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8369304443697850686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8369304443697850686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/02/wait-begins.html' title='The wait begins'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-3703098730623223944</id><published>2010-02-03T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:12:38.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, a lot has happened.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make a long story short, they harvested 24! eggs from me.  They were surprised with that many for my age.  21 of those eggs got fertilized and on day 1, 16 of those eggs were at the 2 cell stage.  I am now waiting for my call this Thursday to find out how many embryos there are and if I get implanted Thursday or Saturday - Saturday being the best time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The negative side - because my ovaries have produced so many eggs, they are over stimulated. I am suffering from mild Ovary Hyperstimulated Syndrome. It is not fun. I hurt - I hurt to walk, lay down, and just be.   The doctor has given me a prescription to hopefully settle them down. I hope it works fast. This is not fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, if we had planned to do IVF 2x, I would seriously consider not doing it because of how I feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having said that, I am excited to see where we go from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-3703098730623223944?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3703098730623223944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=3703098730623223944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3703098730623223944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3703098730623223944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow-lot-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-7581602027517646937</id><published>2010-01-28T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:33:22.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cautious hope</title><content type='html'>Well, I am well into my injections - incredible how easy it is to do!  I do have a couple of beautiful bruises though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I am on a medical leave because I had to leave town to go to the next town to be monitored via both blood tests and internal ultrasounds  - ever had one of them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they are WOW happy at how my ovaries have responded.  I guess it is not all that common for a woman of my age (42) to have as many follicles as I do.   Even the fertility clinic in Vancouver is impressed.  My doctor mentioned to her nurse that 'Didn't Dr. So &amp;amp; So say that women in their 40's don't get hyper stimulated ovaries?"  Well, I proved him wrong. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after 2 ultrasounds and hearing the responses from the doctor, I am feeling cautiously optimistic.  Now, I just have to wait for the next step - where they send me to Vancouver for harvesting and the rest of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One one final note, many years ago, there was great controversy about Louise Brown - the first test tube baby - thank you to her and her team b/c my dream of becoming a mom is possible because of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-7581602027517646937?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7581602027517646937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=7581602027517646937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7581602027517646937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7581602027517646937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/01/cautious-hope.html' title='cautious hope'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-4267395182446896022</id><published>2010-01-21T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:51:06.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injections; IVF; hormones'/><title type='text'>The injections begin</title><content type='html'>Wow, I now know how to give myself needles - not so bad actually.  I was really nervous on my first day because I had to mix the drug myself.  My hands shook.  When I injected myself with the hormone, it went well.... but I sure made a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; bruise.  The following injections have been pretty bruise free.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Today, I started the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gonal&lt;/span&gt; F as well as the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lupron&lt;/span&gt; so that makes 4 injections a day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I am so scared that this won't work and we have a good chance that it won't; but it is our best chance.   I am going to stay positive and think positive thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-4267395182446896022?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4267395182446896022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=4267395182446896022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4267395182446896022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4267395182446896022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/01/injections-begin.html' title='The injections begin'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-7450114654096548863</id><published>2010-01-18T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:47:52.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it</title><content type='html'>Well, this is it. Tomorrow I start giving myself injections to start my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt; cycle which will send me to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kelowna&lt;/span&gt; and then Vancouver, where I hope a miracle will happen. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I just realized that thanks to 'Louise Brown', I believe the first test tube baby, I have a chance at becoming pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I am petrified - not becoming a mom, as I always felt that was one person I am supposed to be but scared that what if this doesn't work out; what about the gigantic cost we are incurring for our slim hope?  I know I will feel some guilt feelings on that.&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt; side, on which I try to stay, this is our best chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone out there reads this, wish us luck and say a few prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-7450114654096548863?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7450114654096548863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=7450114654096548863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7450114654096548863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7450114654096548863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-it.html' title='This is it'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-7154769785775540937</id><published>2009-12-20T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:45:10.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faded Hope</title><content type='html'>Ironically, my last post was all about hope.  Unfortunately, my current hope, that a miracle would happen this month and I would be pregnant naturally has been dashed today.  I have feelings of tears and regsignededness (I know that is not a word, but for lack of a better one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will bounce back and have hope again but right now, I am going to let the feelings flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-7154769785775540937?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7154769785775540937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=7154769785775540937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7154769785775540937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7154769785775540937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2009/12/faded-hope.html' title='Faded Hope'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6669273698988829003</id><published>2009-12-20T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:44:49.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pregnancy tests and never ending hope</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't counted, but I am sure I have used a zillion pregnancy tests all with the never ending hope that I see the + sign or the "pregnant" sign.  Even if I feel the symptoms of my period coming on, I am in complete denial that it will come - sort of; more like never ending hope that my body is wrong.  I don't care what those little sticks say - until my period starts, there is hope.  But boy, when that hope is squashed, it is squashed good... until the next cycle.  Again, always hoping for that miracle that my husband and I will be able to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conceive&lt;/span&gt; naturally; all in the hope that we won't have to go through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;; because really, that will be my final chance and then there will be no hope... unless that works :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping and having the opportunity to hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6669273698988829003?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6669273698988829003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6669273698988829003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6669273698988829003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6669273698988829003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2009/12/pregnancy-tests-and-never-ending-hope.html' title='pregnancy tests and never ending hope'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-1834134833380114525</id><published>2009-12-19T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T08:59:47.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The counselling session</title><content type='html'>Well, on a Tuesday night, we got in the car and drove 4 hours to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kelowna&lt;/span&gt; - for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;counselling&lt;/span&gt; appointment the next day - for 1 hour.  Sigh.  The appointment went well. The Dr. felt we were solid in our relationship that we can get through the stresses of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;.  After we left, we felt it wasn't all that helpful. I thought we would be asked questions on how to deal with the financial aspect; the emotional aspect if it does not work etc.  We lightly touched on our relationship and options in case it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;' work.  We felt the Dr. talked more about herself!  But in the end, I had one positive feeling - she validated my thoughts/feelings - the ones that I have from the time I ovulate to the time I get my period - the hope, the what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;if's&lt;/span&gt;, the is this a PMS symptom or a pregnancy symptom.  That ever strong hope that a miracle has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; and I am pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the appointment, a few errands, we got back into the car and drove back home in snow and clear weather.   A week later, we will return to see family for Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-1834134833380114525?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1834134833380114525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=1834134833380114525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1834134833380114525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1834134833380114525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2009/12/counselling-session.html' title='The counselling session'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-7243855252905126240</id><published>2009-11-28T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:39:14.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IVF School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;InVitro&lt;/span&gt; Fertilization - we went to 'school' for it.  Not really but it was a 2 hour, very interesting session.&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up for a minute. We had our appointment with the fertility doctor. I had to get an ultrasound on my ovaries first.  Well, this isn't the typical ultrasound.  I did not have to drink water, get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gel&lt;/span&gt; on my belly, and have the ultra sound. No, this was an INTERNAL ultra sound.  Basically, the wand is nothing more than an expensive slim, dildo, with a condom on it with gel. And yes, it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inserted&lt;/span&gt; into me and voila, there are my ovaries.  Unfortunately, one ovary has a mass on it. The doctor isn't too concerned because it was never there before and a side effect of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chlomid&lt;/span&gt; (which I took 3 cycles of), water filled cysts are a common &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt;. However, before we can move on to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;, it has to be confirmed to what it is and will it dissolve.  So, on Tuesday, I go for the traditional ultrasound - have to drink 1 L of water 1 hour before the appointment - groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt; school. Wow, there is a lot of info.  It is amazing what these drugs can do.  I will be taking some to repress my pituitary gland from talking to my ovaries, then other drugs to produce as many egg &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;follicles&lt;/span&gt; as possible, then the harvesting of them (which is not going to be fun), the incubating of them and then the implantation.  Being Catholic, I can see why the church can be against this as it is not natural whatsoever; but as a woman who so wants a child and this is my only choice, I'll do it. I am at peace with my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to give myself multiple injections - (daily!) when we go ahead.  I was not aloud to leave until I showed that I could do this with the practice kit - yes, a real needle - for anyone out there squirming at this thought like I did, it really isn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt; school.  Unfortunately, because of the Christmas holidays and my normal cycle, we will have to wait till January - but that gives us 2 cycles of hoping for a natural miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-7243855252905126240?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7243855252905126240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=7243855252905126240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7243855252905126240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7243855252905126240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2009/11/ivf-school.html' title='IVF School'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6310480906653858074</id><published>2009-11-20T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:36:56.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The baby desire</title><content type='html'>Well, for over 2 years we have been trying to have a baby.  It isn't going well. I am 'old' and the sperm count is low.   We have tried to get pregnant naturally - no go, so we went through a low cost fertility method (if you call 300 dollars low cost) but that involved me taking Clomid to have more chance at ovulationg and D providing a sample that got washed and then... think turkey baster.  We tried this 3 x and nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, we await our visit to the fertility doctor to go to the next stage - IVF.  Expensive and our last hope, unless some miracle happens and we get pregnant naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I am in that 'wait' zone. I did the pee stick yesterday morning and nothing but my hope is ever so strong that some miracle has happened and until I get my period, the hope stays alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was at the dentist and there was a picture of my dentist with her new baby girl.  I wish her all the best and am happy for her but I have to admit the thought of "why can't this be me?" and "will this be me?" was overwhelming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6310480906653858074?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6310480906653858074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6310480906653858074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6310480906653858074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6310480906653858074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-desire.html' title='The baby desire'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-3797256597278224133</id><published>2009-11-10T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:53:44.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well, it sure has been a long time since I blogged... it is amazing how fast the time goes.  I have been thinking about blogging again as an outlet for... stuff, specifically fertility stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone will read this but I feel I must write down something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to start, this past July 2009 I finished my Master's in Deaf Ed.  What an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt; I think!  I am so happy and I enjoyed it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt;.  I had the pleasure of rooming with 3 other Master &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DHH&lt;/span&gt; students but they were just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;. I was a bit envious about the journey they are to embark on as there has been some changes to the program, but, I am glad I am finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other adventure Dan and I have embarked on is trying to start a family... this is where major hurdles are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; and which will be the topic of my next posting  and possible the next postings after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are interested, stay tuned.  If not, no worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-3797256597278224133?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3797256597278224133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=3797256597278224133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3797256597278224133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3797256597278224133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6109121784239799474</id><published>2009-06-27T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:12:56.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the good and the bad</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been a long time writing - Life with Dan is pretty darn good.  I am still working on my Master's but I will be finished at the end of July 2009!  I will then be able to celebrate my anniversary with my husband next year - for our fourth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad - we have been trying to have a baby. No such luck.  We have moved to the next step to get medical intervention to help us achieve this.  Our first try with help will be in August.  I sure hope it works. It is the least expensive so we hope it works. We will try 3 rounds of this before the big IVF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest thing to deal with is the waiting when we were attempting just with the two of us.  The other is not to get depressed and then lament of the unfairness of it all - be it real or imagined.&lt;br /&gt;So, if anyone out there reads this, please send happy thoughts, prayers, and talk to whatever power that is that we will be successful in creating a beautiful new life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6109121784239799474?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6109121784239799474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6109121784239799474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6109121784239799474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6109121784239799474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-and-bad.html' title='the good and the bad'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6862131206849424962</id><published>2007-08-03T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:53:14.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Trail</title><content type='html'>Well, I left my last blog as my departure to UBC and now I have returned.  UBC is great with the nice weather and not even too bad with the wet. We did have more sun than not.  Classes were great but it is even greater to be home - even with a cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things I did was read my new Harry Potter book that was waiting for me at home. I just finished it today. It was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely, I have been unpacking and working on bits of the house that I want to get done. I want to re-organize my desk so that I am all ready to start up again in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan and I are planning our holiday to Alberta that we start next week... a bit late but who cares. It will be just the two of us exploring and our first vacation together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's summer is going great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6862131206849424962?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6862131206849424962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6862131206849424962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6862131206849424962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6862131206849424962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-in-trail.html' title='Back in Trail'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-1092475612804431482</id><published>2007-06-30T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T14:05:23.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Turning Back</title><content type='html'>Well, here it goes. Today is my last day in Trail before I take off to Vancouver every July for the next 3 of them. I officially start my Master's Degree in Deaf Ed. I am so looking forward to it (except that I will miss Dan and Mouse terribly) but I have worked in my job for 1 year now and it is time to get the 'school learning' started rather than invaluable 'hands on' experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am packing my house with the list of things I need to bring. I was trying to go there with a light load. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am busy cleaning up the house before I leave in hopes that it will look that way when I get back.  What happens in between, I don't care, I just want to come back to a tidy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still be checking in.  Happy July and Canada Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-1092475612804431482?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1092475612804431482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=1092475612804431482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1092475612804431482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1092475612804431482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-turning-back.html' title='No Turning Back'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-105295387084662604</id><published>2007-06-25T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T19:13:22.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olive Garden</title><content type='html'>We just came back from a weekend in Spokane. It was great - well, the hotel wasn't - but everything else was. I can't believe my husband when it comes to shopping for what he is looking for... he takes so long!  I have had enough of surplus and liquidation stores. I got my thrills from Victoria Secret and shoe stores.  My only requirement was for us to go to the Olive Garden. Has anyone been? If you like pasta and good food, that is a great place to go. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research course is done! Yippee! And one week from today, I will be in Vancouver. Oh, wow, the time has flown so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-105295387084662604?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/105295387084662604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=105295387084662604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/105295387084662604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/105295387084662604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/06/olive-garden.html' title='The Olive Garden'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-5530141832727578556</id><published>2007-06-15T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T17:34:50.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From out of the dark (momentarily)</title><content type='html'>For those of you who wondered if I am still around, I came out of my dark hole of study, for the moment.  I love to study or learn but this research analysis course is not very thrilling and it takes up way too much of my time; the house is a mess, my banking isn't done, my weeds are winning, and I want time back for myself and my husband (he has been sick so that is kind of good b/c he just wants to be left alone - now, am I awful for saying that is a good thing that he is sick?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, the final assignment is due the day after my birthday!!! So, there is the panic to get it done ahead of time.  EEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are 2 more weeks left of school, then I will go down to Vancouver to start my masters, yes, study, but this will be in my area of wanting to learn.  Then that month will go by and then it will be August... my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that is it since I last wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-5530141832727578556?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5530141832727578556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=5530141832727578556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/5530141832727578556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/5530141832727578556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/06/from-out-of-dark-momentarily.html' title='From out of the dark (momentarily)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-4365815851999278469</id><published>2007-05-26T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T21:33:20.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things</title><content type='html'>Perks are good things... I went to a conference Thursday to Saturday in Richmond. It has to do with the Provincial Resource Program - Auditory Training Equipment.  They paid for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;!  The airfare and the hotel plus food for the day. It was very informative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; from the seasoned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TODHH&lt;/span&gt; (Teachers of deaf and hard of hearing).  That I found the most useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a couple hour visit with my best friend, Miriam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got home and there was a letter from the school board. My position has been confirmed from temporary to continuing!!! It is official that I have this job (as long as I complete my Masters).  I love that fact that I am going to obtain my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husbands are a perk too.  I got to come home to a welcoming home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-4365815851999278469?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4365815851999278469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=4365815851999278469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4365815851999278469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4365815851999278469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-things.html' title='Good things'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-4742841434662784480</id><published>2007-05-20T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:42:53.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday life</title><content type='html'>I have time to blog - but what? Ah, I know... how I dislike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart is really the only big store we have here. I hate how their prices are so low that it makes it hard to patronize local businesses. I went to Columbia Gardens Nursery yesterday. I got a bunch of planter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stuffers&lt;/span&gt;. They cost 3 for 6 dollars. Then I go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart - .97cents each!!! I am glad I went to Columbia Gardens first though because how hard would it be to choose between 1 $ or 2$ for the same? This is just one example but you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rant for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to balance it off.&lt;br /&gt;I got my homework done early so I have the rest of Sunday to myself :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-4742841434662784480?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4742841434662784480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=4742841434662784480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4742841434662784480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4742841434662784480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/05/everyday-life.html' title='Everyday life'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-7149891291654616236</id><published>2007-05-13T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T14:46:34.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Research</title><content type='html'>Well, I have started my first course... Reading and Understanding Research.  So much for understanding it!  There is a term 'research synthesis' that from my reading I am unable to determine the meaning. I think I have got it now and answered correctly. I will find out Wed when it is returned.  I sure hope that the first module is not an indication of what I will face throughout the rest of the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw fire works last night for "Silver City Days" It was a very nice evening. I had a buffalo burger too! It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am off to clean, clean, clean... and next week, steam clean the carpets to remove the evidence of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bulimic&lt;/span&gt; cat - who is better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-7149891291654616236?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7149891291654616236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=7149891291654616236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7149891291654616236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7149891291654616236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/05/research.html' title='Research'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-2948283414416127351</id><published>2007-05-06T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T16:34:47.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another death but not what you think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3QKV7i7ie4/Rj4hxgrmOCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ATD9DOkm3Ug/s1600-h/newaddition+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061520165681117218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3QKV7i7ie4/Rj4hxgrmOCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ATD9DOkm3Ug/s320/newaddition+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to all who sent their thoughts and prayers for my Grandma's funeral. It was beautiful, quiet, and a great celebration of her life. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, my car was sent to be buried. It hemorrhaged anti-freeze yesterday when we were supposed to come back to Trail. We came out of London Drugs and noticed liquid dripping heavily from beneath the car. We managed to bring it to the garage where I have gone to before. Well, our choice was to pay 500 to get it fixed or a new one. My car is 13 years old and has been great. However, I have paid already about 2000 in the last 6 months. Dan was also worried that my car would die on me at the most inopportune moment so we decided to look around. Bruce Striker at Don Folk Chevolds was great. A good salesman who doesn't push. We checked out a few cars and chose the Chev Cobalt (Consumer rated as best buy). By the way, anyone who has graduated from University in the last 4 years, the company will pay your first two months of car payments. Anyway, they took another 1000 off the price and Chev Canada will donated 1000 to a charity of your choice. It is called the "Car Heaven" program. So, I have a new zippy car with a/c (never before) and it is a four door, and it has all the doodads for babies (whenever they come) and a bunch more. It is a fun car to drive (also a standard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bye to my Chev Calavier and hello to Chev Cobalt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-2948283414416127351?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2948283414416127351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=2948283414416127351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/2948283414416127351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/2948283414416127351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-death-but-not-what-you-think.html' title='Another death but not what you think.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F3QKV7i7ie4/Rj4hxgrmOCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ATD9DOkm3Ug/s72-c/newaddition+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-8587741257333707799</id><published>2007-05-01T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T21:29:45.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our sadness, her freedom</title><content type='html'>Today, I got word that my Grandma passed away. It is a sad time for us but not for her.  It is sad as we will miss our mother, grandma, great-grandma, and friend. But for Grandma, she is free of the body that was no longer hers.  She now is in a place where she can remember everything rather than the select.  She is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in Heaven, she can golf (and get that hole in one), curl, play cards, and even bet on the ponies.  She will see all those who left before her. She will see her infant son, her brothers who died too young, her epileptic mother, her father, her step mother and many more.  She will be our guardian angel who will look over us and keep us on the straight and narrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will no longer see her with our eyes, hold her hand, or give her a hug.  We will instead see her with our hearts, remember her with our memories, and feel warm when we remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nedra Mae Macallister Snelson, we will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Love, your grand daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-8587741257333707799?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8587741257333707799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=8587741257333707799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8587741257333707799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8587741257333707799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/05/our-sadness-her-freedom.html' title='Our sadness, her freedom'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6434270753685968686</id><published>2007-04-29T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:16:46.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulemic Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3QKV7i7ie4/RjVswArmOBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/50g-WM3nVb4/s1600-h/mousetrain+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059069328493000722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3QKV7i7ie4/RjVswArmOBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/50g-WM3nVb4/s320/mousetrain+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not for the weak stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mouse. For the past 3 weeks, she has been throwing up. At the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;, we thought it would pass but then took her to the vet.  It was an obstruction; wait for a BM to try and find out what it is and feed her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vaseline&lt;/span&gt; with her food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BM's&lt;/span&gt; are happening but she is still throwing up.  Mostly it is hairballs but sometimes food.  Give her hair ball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remedy&lt;/span&gt;.  Still throwing up.  I want to follow the directions to the letter but Dan does not.  Will it ever stop? She still eats as she has only lost 1 lbs in the whole 3 weeks, she is still active, and healthy.  She has become more of a suck - now a lap cat where as before, she would sit beside us not on our lap.  We are just tired of her throwing up.  If you have any ideas, please pass them on.&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/2732118890811241285-6434270753685968686?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6434270753685968686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6434270753685968686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6434270753685968686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6434270753685968686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/04/bulemic-cat.html' title='Bulemic Cat'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3QKV7i7ie4/RjVswArmOBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/50g-WM3nVb4/s72-c/mousetrain+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-4322973149213107026</id><published>2007-04-21T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T10:56:37.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teaching</title><content type='html'>So, I don't work Fridays so at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the school year, I put my name down to sub on Fridays.  I RARELY get called. In fact I have taught a total of 1.5 days since September.  However, as I had plans yesterday, I of course get called in.  I figure that by the time they call me, they are running out of options plus I got the call at 7:45 rather than an earlier call. So, I saw the call display and debated with myself should I answer or not. I chose to answer. I was asked to go to a grade 2 class nearby (thankfully). I got there several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; before the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. The class mostly accepted my changes in the way things are done but I tried to follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; routine. I could not find one book I was supposed to read... I looked everywhere except the one place where it was (but I was not looking for a stack of photocopied books). Anyway, it was found for buddy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much kids tattle on each other. Groan.  At the end of the day, my voice was so tired.  I wish I had a sound field system!! Then I kicked myself... I had one in my car the whole time as I have it for a school on Monday to use!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I enjoyed teaching a class but I also like my job where I am teaching one on one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the note... two more months and I start going to school again myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-4322973149213107026?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4322973149213107026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=4322973149213107026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4322973149213107026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/4322973149213107026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/04/teaching.html' title='teaching'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-1004609613843321037</id><published>2007-04-09T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T13:37:47.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the timing is right</title><content type='html'>Don't you love it when the timing is right?  This Easter weekend was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; so I put off doing the spring clean of my kitchen floor off as long as I could.  So, the weekend, I went outside and planted flowers and I went shopping. I love doing my errands when it is nice outside. Then today, perfect! It is raining. What a great time (if there is ever one) to get down on my hands and knees and scrub the floor, floorboards, and gasp, behind the stove and fridge. It is done and death to the first one who messes it up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else had a great long weekend. Next stop, May long weekend and then summer - oh my gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-1004609613843321037?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1004609613843321037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=1004609613843321037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1004609613843321037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1004609613843321037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-timing-is-right.html' title='When the timing is right'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-5351035623020072230</id><published>2007-03-30T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:29:12.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay's and nay's</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile... I always want to write something profound or insightful but it never seems to happen.&lt;br /&gt;What has been happening in point form?&lt;br /&gt;*Great Spring break!&lt;br /&gt;*Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UBC&lt;/span&gt; (was a gorgeous, sunny day)&lt;br /&gt;*Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kelowna&lt;/span&gt; - spent too much there&lt;br /&gt;*Tax Canada has given me more refund than my tax return said - who is right and who   is wrong? I sure hope they are right.&lt;br /&gt;*Spring time is arriving&lt;br /&gt;*Going to judge a science fair tomorrow - at 8 a.m. (those who know me, I am not a morning person)&lt;br /&gt;*Computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UBC&lt;/span&gt; registration still SUCKS!  Had to talk to a real person to get it all sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;*Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-5351035623020072230?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5351035623020072230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=5351035623020072230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/5351035623020072230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/5351035623020072230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/03/yays-and-nays.html' title='yay&apos;s and nay&apos;s'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-3126031330176450951</id><published>2007-03-20T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T10:00:17.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unloading the dishwasher</title><content type='html'>Why do men avoid unloading the dishwasher?   My husband will open it up, see clean dishes, and slink away if I am not around.  I am stumped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-3126031330176450951?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3126031330176450951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=3126031330176450951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3126031330176450951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3126031330176450951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/03/unloading-dishwasher.html' title='unloading the dishwasher'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-7017051749665773865</id><published>2007-03-19T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:49:41.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Vancouver Rain</title><content type='html'>Hi! I have read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; blogs and when I am gone for 6 days, a lot happens. I am glad I caught up with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Vancouver and yes, it really rained there a lot.  The real Vancouver Rain.   But I had fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the unofficial email that yes, I am accepted into the M. Ed for deaf/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hh&lt;/span&gt; program. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! I went there last week to also visit the campus. It was a beautiful sunny day and the atmosphere is so ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UBCish&lt;/span&gt;.  I love it. I can't wait to start in July (but I will miss my hubby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vancouver was great as I saw my friend, met with some aunts and uncles, and hung out with the best almost 5 year old that I have met.  I went shopping on Granville and visited the Vancouver Aquarium. For those of you who saw the Stanley Park tree &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;devastation&lt;/span&gt; on t.v., that does not show what it is like. Drive around. It is sad in many ways but it is Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my car was parked at my friend's house, their neighbour from across the street backed into it. Thank goodness for honest people.  Let's just hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ICBC&lt;/span&gt; will pay for it as my car is over 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, great trip, great visit, great to be home... till Thursday and then I am off again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-7017051749665773865?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7017051749665773865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=7017051749665773865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7017051749665773865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/7017051749665773865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/03/real-vancouver-rain.html' title='The Real Vancouver Rain'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-9199399023090414125</id><published>2007-03-11T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:09:01.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Rain</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning, and it is raining like it does in Vancouver. We have to turn on the lights because it is very somber out there.  I want to curl in front of the fire and read a thick, mind-absorbing book. But I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;So, I will go to option 2. The housework will get done and I will eat chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two days, I may be experiencing real Vancouver rain but I hope I get the 'springtime in Vancouver' weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy spring break to those who have it and to those that don't, happy March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-9199399023090414125?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/9199399023090414125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=9199399023090414125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/9199399023090414125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/9199399023090414125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/03/vancouver-rain.html' title='Vancouver Rain'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-3846657780615337773</id><published>2007-03-03T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:07:55.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newborn Hearning Screenings</title><content type='html'>Last week, I was invited to Interior Health's information meeting on newborn hearing screenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My numbers may be off as I am going from memory but my notes are at the office if someone wants more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  In BC, in any given year, 10% of the population has some form of hearing loss.  In BC, 120 - 160 new born babies will be born with a hearing loss.  Degree of loss is varied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  While educators of D/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HH&lt;/span&gt; (deaf and hard of hearing) know that giving a child &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;langague&lt;/span&gt; before the age of 5 is the best way for success, research has found that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frist&lt;/span&gt; 6 months of a baby's life is more important for language &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accquistion&lt;/span&gt; than previously thought.  Therefore, the ministry of health has set up the newborn hearing screenings so that every child that is born should have it done either before they leave the hospital (if it is offered there), or by an appointment with the health authority before not too long after leaving the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hosptial&lt;/span&gt; (those of you who have home births, you would check with either your midwife/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doola&lt;/span&gt;/doctor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;).  This way, any hearing loss is detected and intervention can begin - whether it is sign, hearing aids, cochlear implant or a combination.  This way, the child will have the best chance at having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;langauge&lt;/span&gt; at the same level as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thier&lt;/span&gt; hearing peers.&lt;br /&gt;3.  This procedure is totally NON invasive.  The mother and baby goes to the technician, the baby should be sleeping and electrodes are placed on parts (head and shoulder) of the baby to read the brain stem waves.  Sound is passed through the ears (there is a 'cup' that goes over the baby's ears) and a reading (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;accuarate&lt;/span&gt;) is taken. This takes place in a very quite room, with a comfy chair for the mom to hold her baby as this takes place.  If memory serves me correct, this should take no more than 1/2 hour.  Once done, the results are read (I am not sure if at the same time or a return appointment) and if there is a hearing loss (remember only 10% of population) then intervention is discussed and it goes on from there.&lt;br /&gt;4.  If the baby has a hearing loss that requires a hearing aid, the ear molds have to me made every 6 - 8 weeks (the ears grow).  This and the hearing aids are provided free up to the age of 5 (my soap box is why can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gov't&lt;/span&gt; pay for school aged kids too?).  Hearing aid molds are not painful to get - goo gets put in the ears, it feels cold, and then it is taken out and sent away to be made into a mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it. A very important screening to be done for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-3846657780615337773?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3846657780615337773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=3846657780615337773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3846657780615337773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3846657780615337773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/03/newborn-hearning-screenings.html' title='Newborn Hearning Screenings'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6407158775117531255</id><published>2007-03-03T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T09:40:39.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>No great insights on this post - just a catch up on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few days all with just myself and my cat. Dan was away in Edmonton.  Of course, it had to snow a lot one day and that meant I had to do everything (so the garbage didn't get taken out).  I hate shovelling snow with a passion.  Nothing worse than going smoothly and then the shovel ends up in your gut as you hit an uneven part of the pavement.  Anyway, having a few days by myself was nice but it was even nicer when Dan came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work:  It is going great. I love the job and can't wait till I get my Masters so that I will really know what I am doing.  I think I have mentioned that many times before.  I am looking forward to being in Vancouver for July. I love the coast to visit but not to live so this is a perfect opportunity. I am researching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UBC&lt;/span&gt; and I have a map and everything. I might even bring my bike and get around by bike there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break... wow, it is almost here and this district gets two weeks. I like that.  So, I will be the traveller and go to Vancouver, come back to Trail and see Bruce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cochran&lt;/span&gt; and Red Rider (yep, here in Trail) and then Dan and I will go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kelowna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'flying without the net' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt;... it is going great in that I love learning about my body but it sure takes out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spontaneity&lt;/span&gt; as right now as we are still in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; stages. Whenever it is safe, someone had been sick or away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as my friend Cheryl is doing, she lists 3 good things she is happy for so I will take a page out of her book and do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I heard birds yesterday - spring is near!&lt;br /&gt;2. 2 week spring break is great for getting to visit everyone&lt;br /&gt;3. Twice my husband had the flu this year(that is not the great part) but both times I did not catch it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6407158775117531255?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6407158775117531255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6407158775117531255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6407158775117531255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6407158775117531255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/03/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-361582115659534465</id><published>2007-02-16T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T15:27:01.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet access easy????</title><content type='html'>Well, websites are supposed to be easy right? Well, it all depends.  Everyone knows that I will start my Master's degree this summer but in the mean time, I need to take one course as a pre-requisite so I went on UBC's website last night. It was NOT easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, to register for summer courses the deadline is Feb 28th!  Oh my gosh, I better get to it. Okay, so I find the appropriate page and now here is my choice. Do I register for a returning student as I am a student from UBC-O, a new student as I have been out for a year, a distant education student (yes, but not so easy), for my master's? I am not accepted yet so I can't, nor can I register for regular university course as I am not registered in any other program, or the unspecified student.  To make a long story short, I went to bed and called the person on the toll free number.  Wow, so much easier!  She just took my student number, registered me as an unspecified student, and told me to pay my 100 before my March 29th registration time and that was it. Oh yeah, she also told me the courses that are offered will not be on the web till next week.  Whew! As the one I need is not shown yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Websites? Not nearly as user friendly as it is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything else is going great! Work is busy and I am constantly learning, spring break is 3 weeks away, and the snow is melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-361582115659534465?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/361582115659534465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=361582115659534465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/361582115659534465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/361582115659534465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/02/internet-access-easy.html' title='Internet access easy????'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-2746153894843982777</id><published>2007-02-04T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:47:48.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Goddess of the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>Ah, today is the 3 year marker for Dan and my first date.  To celebrate I baked a chocolate cake from scratch, made chocolate icing, from scratch and right now in the slow cooker is a roast with carrots.  The potatoes (with garlic) have yet to be made.  I can't wait to get to the wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I made Cream of Broccoli Soup - from scratch. It is yummy. It was even more special as I shared it with my friend Maureen who was in town for her son's hockey tournament.  Last I talked, her son's team had won their first match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else will this kitchen goddess make? Nothing for now.  We have left overs! Isn't that the whole point to making good things?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-2746153894843982777?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2746153894843982777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=2746153894843982777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/2746153894843982777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/2746153894843982777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/02/domestic-goddess-of-kitchen.html' title='Domestic Goddess of the Kitchen'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-3137112401172540373</id><published>2007-02-03T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T10:49:13.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I knew then what I know now</title><content type='html'>In a previous post, I mentioned that Dan and I have gotten rid of the chemical birth control and went to a natural family planning method.  You may be expecting me to say that we tried it and it didn't work and we are expecting... NOT, but I thought I would throw that in. What I really want to say is that I wished I knew about this way back when.  I think teenagers should know this so that they can learn about their bodies. Sure, it takes away the 'anytime anywhere' aspect but to know about how your body works, when it is safe, and when it is not is fabulous.  That knowledge is power to me... rather than let the pill control me, I control my choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-3137112401172540373?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3137112401172540373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=3137112401172540373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3137112401172540373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3137112401172540373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-i-knew-then-what-i-know-now.html' title='If I knew then what I know now'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-8838799087540390192</id><published>2007-01-23T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T19:31:31.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed visiting</title><content type='html'>I think we have all heard of speed dating but I am talking about speed visiting.  This past weekend, I drove to Kelowna on a Thursday to attend a workshop for hearing resource teachers in Kelowna. Since I didn't make it down at Christmas time, I wanted to see everyone I could possibly (not everyone got a visit this time - I will catch up to those late.  So here was my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - arrive in Kelowna from a very tiring drive in snow; spend 1 hour in the mall; go to a 2 hour appointment - flying without the net.&lt;br /&gt;Friday - workshop - oh technology failed us and there was a lot of waiting; after workshop get some COSTCO and Princess Auto (for Dan) shopping done, meet with Irene; go home (parents) for dinner; go to Mariam's.  Very tired home by 10.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday; meet Leanne and spend time with her and 4 children; have hair appointment to cover grey - thanks Rose; meet Cheryl; go to church and then back to parents for dinner with my sister and husband; sneak off to London Drugs; come home to bed&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - get ready and go see my 96 year old Grandma. She was alert and in a good mood.  Then pick up my passengers (one of whom gave me his cold!!!) and head back to Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! Just remembering it makes me tired. I wouldn't have missed it but it was way too speedy.  I am glad I saw whom I could and as I said, I will catch those whom I didn't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-8838799087540390192?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8838799087540390192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=8838799087540390192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8838799087540390192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8838799087540390192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/speed-visiting.html' title='Speed visiting'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-5481622594298885995</id><published>2007-01-13T09:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T09:21:54.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>Well, it only took two weeks into the new year to decide on what I want to do.  Admittedly, I have never stuck to the resolutions like losing weight or eating healthy although I will still try to achieve that for sure. But, I thought about my life and all the love and help I have had especially financially.  I have never, ever gone hungry but I know many have.  So, that is what I will do. Once a month, I w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ill&lt;/span&gt; do a grocery shopping and donate food to the Food Bank. It will also be good food, you know, not the kind that no one wants.  So, I have said it and it shall be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-5481622594298885995?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5481622594298885995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=5481622594298885995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/5481622594298885995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/5481622594298885995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-3837949612073163491</id><published>2007-01-09T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:17:21.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing without the safety net</title><content type='html'>I have been debating whether I should write this blog or not... I decided to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I have reached a major decision - we, okay, it is really me, are ending our artifical means of, hmmm, say, our child prevention plan.  Even though we are not ready to start the family, there is a (new to me,) natural method of family planning called the Creighton Method we will start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we are without a net.  Scary thought in so many ways but so very exciting - I get to learn what my body tells me but there is always the chance it will tell me something that I don't want to hear, or tell me too early!  Early messages will be welcomed and loved but this method also can determine if there are issues that may or may not be overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying without the net, I can only hope that what will happen, when it happens, will be the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my ramble of flying without the net.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-3837949612073163491?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3837949612073163491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=3837949612073163491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3837949612073163491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/3837949612073163491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/playing-without-safety-net.html' title='Playing without the safety net'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-1602301974000971988</id><published>2007-01-07T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:54:07.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down in the States</title><content type='html'>We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Coleville&lt;/span&gt;, Washington yesterday to check out the mega &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart.  Interesting that the town can support such a huge store as it is even bigger than the one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kelowna&lt;/span&gt;, yet the town is not.  However, we did not see any malls or other big stores so I guess it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fulfills&lt;/span&gt; the needs of those in the surrounding areas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Strangely&lt;/span&gt;, as we crossed the border, part of me thought everything would be different.  Part of me thought I should see people I know.  Two things that I did notice was that many houses and businesses had American flags flying - at half mast still due to Gerald Ford's death.  I wish Canadians had as many flags flying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of their houses too.  The second thing I noticed was the rural mailboxes... still the big boxes with the flag to be raised to indicate mail - that and the fact they were getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; mail delivered... yes, on a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good trip along a nice back road that was gorgeous with the sun shining on the newly fallen snow.  We came back with food that we can't get here- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pepperidge&lt;/span&gt; Farm Milan cookies and Hershey's chocolate milk POWDER mix - the best, and cheap coolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as the trip is in the past, I am gathering all my tools for returning to work after two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-1602301974000971988?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1602301974000971988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=1602301974000971988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1602301974000971988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1602301974000971988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/down-in-states.html' title='Down in the States'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-6492737364292011381</id><published>2007-01-05T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:34:40.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where was my head???</title><content type='html'>Where was my head really?  I don' t know. I had to go into the office today to plan for Monday.  Prior to the holidays, I planned for Tues/Wed/Thurs. I did this so I would have an easy start to the new year.  I thought, cool!  I am all ready for school to start. &lt;br /&gt;NOT&lt;br /&gt;Midway through the break, I realized that kids go back to school on the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; MONDAY not the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; TUESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was my head?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-6492737364292011381?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6492737364292011381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=6492737364292011381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6492737364292011381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/6492737364292011381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-was-my-head.html' title='Where was my head???'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-1586979248730652836</id><published>2007-01-03T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:28:09.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Canadians!</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt; Greatest Inventions on CBS - or something along that title.  Wow, I didn't know many of the inventions.  Here are some of them (they showed 50):&lt;br /&gt;Caulking gun&lt;br /&gt;Screw nail&lt;br /&gt;Square head nail&lt;br /&gt;zipper&lt;br /&gt;Light bulb (they sold it to Edison)&lt;br /&gt;Insulin&lt;br /&gt;Canoe&lt;br /&gt;Lacrosse&lt;br /&gt;Electric Wheel Chair&lt;br /&gt;First radiation machine to fight cancer&lt;br /&gt;Self lubrication piston for the steam engine&lt;br /&gt;Canada Arm (very common knowledge)&lt;br /&gt;Ski &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow remover&lt;br /&gt;All in one combine for wheat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;harvesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telephone&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;Java Script&lt;br /&gt;Wonder Bra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Canada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-1586979248730652836?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1586979248730652836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=1586979248730652836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1586979248730652836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/1586979248730652836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/go-canadians.html' title='Go Canadians!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-48591537506927007</id><published>2007-01-02T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:50:01.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blisters</title><content type='html'>Oh, last Saturday my friend and I went cross country skiing. As I don't have any equipment, I borrowed her mother-in-law's.  The boots seemed to fit perfectly.  Nope.  3/4 of the way in, my heels started to hurt - a lot.  We had to return and it was a painful journey.  When we got back to the car, I had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; check my heels... ouch!!! Red and the blisters broken. Even now, 3 days later, they are red and sore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go again (after the heels have healed), but should I use the boots again and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;band aids&lt;/span&gt; and thicker socks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-48591537506927007?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/48591537506927007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=48591537506927007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/48591537506927007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/48591537506927007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/blisters.html' title='Blisters'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2732118890811241285.post-8430594062359005953</id><published>2007-01-01T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:42:09.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006 ina nutshell'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>I'm back.  I got so busy, forgot my password that I just gave up blogging.  However, it is a new year and I am back at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 was great!  I finished my Bachelor of Education, I got married to Dan, I had a wonderful wedding and summer, I found out that I was the new Teacher of the Deaf and Hard of Hearing in SD20.  I love it. Now, I just have to get my Master's degree to maintain the position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first Christmas ever away from home but I had my parents come up here. It was very different but very wonderful to have them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years was mellow, just the way I like it.  Plans for the new year?  Exercise (how many of us always say that???) and take what happens as it is meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... it is snowing here, again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2732118890811241285-8430594062359005953?l=angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8430594062359005953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2732118890811241285&amp;postID=8430594062359005953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8430594062359005953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2732118890811241285/posts/default/8430594062359005953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelasadventuresornot.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330065524779063660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
